Hiro's impressive form continued and Kawasaki comfortably sailed to the top of the league, leaving their opposition behind.
However, the season ca to an abrupt halt due to the approaching World Cup. The league wanted the players to train. So, they stopped the league activities until the end of the World Cup.
With the World Cup approaching, the footballing community was more active than ever. Different dia covered the news related to the World Cup, talking about the team and the players participating in the event.
Yet still, the hot topic of the event remained the sa as always- Who would win the World Cup this ti?
Amidst the ongoing curiosity, many teams erged as favorites. Among them, Argentina, Brazil, France, England, Spain, and so other European countries erged as the favorites to win the World Cup.
Be it Japan or any other Asian countries, they were completely ruled out.
The World Cup was more like a tournant for either European or South Arican nations. Well, given their dominance until now, it wasn't anything new.
At the mont, so people were gathered in a remote field. Hiro could be seen among them and he could be seen socializing.
The sun hung low in the sky, casting a serene glow over the surface. The air was relatively crisp and cool, and the temperature was rather warm.
"Good Morning, Hiro!"
While conversing, Hiro heard a familiar voice. Most of them had already arrived on the pitch but there were still a few who had yet to arrive.
Hearing the familiar greeting, Hiro turned to find the person.
Upon turning around, he found a rather small but athletically built person with dark hair that covered his forehead standing before him with a smile.
Seeing the person, Hiro's eyes lit up, "Kubo! When did you return?"
After sharing the field multiple tis, the two had grown close to each other. And even though Kubo was way older than him, Hiro didn't feel like talking to soone older when talking to him.
However, that didn't an that Hiro talked informally with him. Despite him talking casually, he still adhered to him with respect.
"It's been about three days," Kubo answered. "But you seed to have soared since the last ti we t," he added, his eyes flashing with intrigue.
"With our young superstar in form, who knows we might lift the trophy this ti?"
Another familiar voice rang. At the sa ti, a familiar-looking face popped out from behind Hiro. Hearing the voice, Hiro felt startled.
And he startlingly turned behind to look at the person.
"Senior Endo, where did you co from?" Hiro blurted.
It might be because he was so fixated on Kubo that he didn't even notice the presence of Endo.
Endo upon hearing him furrowed his brows, "What do you an?"
Imdiately, Hiro apologized, "Ah! I an since when were you standing behind ?"
"I was there all along. Didn't you notice ?" Endo replied solemnly. "You can ask Kubo if you don't believe ."
Hiro rolled his eyes to look at Kubo, asking for an explanation.
While Hiro turned away, Endo winked at Kubo. So, Kubo nodded his head, "Yeah, he was there since a while ago."
For a while, the three conversed cheerfully. Endo being the captain of the team was well-liked by almost everybody in the squad. And he seed to possess an ethereal charm to initiate conversation with anybody.
Well, given his cheerful and helpful nature, there'd hardly be any who wouldn't like him. "Have you decided on a club yet, Hiro?" Endo couldn't help but bring up this topic. "I an if you haven't decided then what about Liverpool?"
Well, Endo was quite straightforward. He didn't even try to hide his intentions. Kubo upon hearing him couldn't help but curl his lips.
"Aren't you being too straightforward, Endo-san," Kubo said with a smile. "At least, try to hide your intentions," he added.
Endo let out a hearty laugh, "Hahaha... What's there to hide? A player like him should co to Liverpool."
"But I think it'd be more beneficial for him to co to Real Sociedad."
If Endo was being blatant about his intention, how could Kubo let him have his way? So, he also revealed his intentions.
While the two kept arguing over where Hiro should go, Hiro could only reveal an awkward smile. Now, how was he supposed to tell them that he had already signed a contract?
"If he goes to Sociedad, he can't even play in the Champions League," Endo argued. "And if he goes to Liverpool then he won't even be able to play," Kubo scoffed.
Well, even though they looked friendly on the outside, and if sobody heard them arguing they'd definitely misinterpreted it as a re conversation between friends.
But Hiro who had been witnessing their argunt knew that it wasn't anything simple. Both of them were adamant to recruit him under their ranks.
Well, given the fact that he had been performing exceptionally well, it was only to be expected. After all, the talent those two possessed was undeniable and they'd have probably seen sothing in Hiro for them to be fighting over him.
Just then another person erged on the scene and interrupted in a rather nonchalant manner, "If we are talking about the best club in the world then there's only one and it's Real Madrid."
Upon hearing that blatant statent, both Kubo and Endo turned to look at the person who had made this statent.
Before them stood a giant-like figure towering over the three of them with a height of over 1.8 ters, he had a lean and athletic build. His piercing deep gaze appeared particularly imposing and his short jet-black hair exuded confidence and authority.
Looking at him, Hiro felt as if he was looking down on them.
Although Endo was the appointed captain, the man before them was the actual superstar of
the team. Playing for Real Madrid, he was a genius.
"Yamada, when did you get here?" Endo imdiately spoke.
Yamada briefly stared at Hiro before rolling his eyes to Endo. Smiling, he said, "I arrived just
now Endo-san."
For so reason, Hiro couldn't help shake this feeling of uneasiness looking at him.
[Ding! New Quest]
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