When Lucas arrived at the locker room, he quickly found the locker where he had left his bag and began to take off his sweaty uniform. Then, as he quickly washed up, his thoughts turned to Moeka.
He hadn't t her in his past life, but he was pretty sure she would have rejected him even after seeing him play well. She didn't seem like the type of woman who would be interested in him, and she wasn't easy to win over.
"She's different from most won..." Lucas muttered to himself, soaping his arms.
In his previous life, he had only had quick relationships, the kind that lasted a month at most. He worked too hard not to get fired by his strict boss, so he always had to work a lot of overti. This kind of thing took precious hours out of his day, and even though he liked the girls, he sotis went out with, he watched them walk away with their hands tied behind their backs.
However, he was young now and had ti to devote to not being a thirty-sothing single man.
After a quick shower, he put on a clean t-shirt and jeans, looked in the mirror and grimaced.
"Nothing impressive, but it'll have to do." He laughed at himself.
When he returned to where he had left Moeka, she was standing exactly where he had left her, staring absentmindedly at the sky. She turned when she heard Lucas' footsteps approaching.
"You were quick."
"I didn't want to keep you waiting too long," he replied.
"Ready to go?" She asked, pointing to the exit. "Don't worry. We won't go far, so you won't worry about your friends and coach."
'If she only knew what Mr. Yamamoto said to when I told him I had to leave the locker room a little early because I wanted to talk to a girl...' Lucas thought. Lucas thought, a bead of sweat running down his face as he rembered the old coach's naughty side.
The Asset Minato Stadium had a shopping mall inside, with souvenir shops, restaurants, and cafes scattered throughout the corridors. The interior was very modern and spacious, and it was a way for the stadium to make money even when there were no gas, and the mall was very busy after gas.
Moeka and Lucas walked in silence for a mont, both feeling a little uncomfortable in the situation.
"You played really well today, Lucas." Moeka finally broke the silence. "I knew you had potential from the rumors I heard, but I didn't know you had so much energy."
Lucas laughed. "If you think you saw energy today, you ain't seen nothing yet."
Moeka smiled and blushed a little, but soon returned to her usual expression. "That's what I wanted to talk about."
Lucas raised an eyebrow. "About what, exactly? About my energy?"
Moeka hesitated for a mont, as if choosing her words carefully. "I wanted to know if... well, if the request to go out with that day was so kind of bet with your teammates."
Lucas stopped abruptly. "A bet? Of course not! What gave you that idea?"
Moeka blushed slightly and looked away. "Well, it's just sothing teenagers do sotis. They make bets to see who can get a girl's attention first or put pressure on a classmate to do sothing."
"Moeka, I would never do that. When I asked you out, I ant it. I really wanted to spend ti with you, without any bets or ulterior motives, well, ulterior motives I do have."
Moeka was surprised by Lucas' sincerity, put her hand to her mouth and laughed again, looking relieved. "It's okay, I believe you, Lucas. And I really appreciate your feelings, but... I can't repay you."
Lucas felt a pang of disappointnt. "And why not?"
"Because it would be unprofessional of . I'm a volunteer nurse here, and it's not appropriate to have that kind of relationship with such a young player."
"But you're not working now, are you? We're just chatting, off the clock. That doesn't count as lack of professionalism."
Moeka let out a small laugh, surprised by Lucas' wit. "You're smart, Lucas, but I still can't."
Lucas feigned an exaggerated sigh of defeat. "All right, you win. I'll respect your decision. Now, since you can't give what I want. How about buying a coffee so I don't have to rush back to the locker room? I'd pay, but..." Lucas pulled out his pockets, revealing that he was penniless.
"A coffee, huh? You really know how to turn a situation to your advantage, don't you?"
"I've learned that sotis persistence is the key."
Moeka was hard to decipher, but he was determined to spend more ti with her and try to complete the mission of kissing her.
"All right, a coffee won't hurt."
They chose a cozy coffee shop in the corner of the mall, where the aroma of freshly ground beans dominated the air, mingling with the sweet sll of cakes and pies on the counter.
Lucas ordered an Arican coffee, simple and strong, like he used to drink during his long working days, while Moeka opted for an iced coffee with milk and a hint of caral. They walked to the parking lot to wait for the Wushia High School team to leave the stadium.
"So, Moeka, how about telling a little more about yourself?" Lucas asked.
Moeka held the cold glass in his hands. "There's not much to tell, really." I've always liked helping people and being a nurse allows to do that."
"And you like football? Or do you volunteer more for the chance to help people?"
"A bit of both, I'd say." Moeka replied with a slight smile. "I grew up in a family that always followed soccer. My brothers were fanatics, and I got the hang of it. But more than the sport itself, I like being where I can make a difference, however small."
Moeka seed so at peace with herself, so aware of her choices, that Lucas found himself reflecting on how he himself had changed since his reincarnation.
"I understand. I think sotis we just want to find a place where we can be useful, right? We spend so much ti chasing goals and objectives that we sotis forget to live in the mont, to enjoy the little things."
Moeka stared at him for a mont, as if she was really surprised. "Yes, you have a very mature side, don't you?"
Lucas smiled, a bit embarrassed. "What? Don't say it like that, I'm ntally more mature than any boy my age."
"I can see that, you're trying to find an older girlfriend." She joked, making him blush with embarrassnt.
She laughed, and the sound of her laughter made Lucas' heart beat a little faster. Just then, Lucas picked up Moeka's cup, which was lying between them on the bench, and took a sip of her iced coffee.
"Hey, that's my coffee." Moeka said, still laughing.
Lucas' eyes widened as he quickly removed the straw from his mouth.
"Oh, sorry! I got my cup mixed up!"
"Um... You saw you couldn't get a direct kiss, so you stole an indirect one, right?" She looked at him with crossed eyes, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.
"What?! Of course not!"
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"Don't worry, Lucas. I know it was an honest mistake."
Her tone was playful, but there was sothing else, a feeling that made Lucas relax. He laughed at his own distraction, and for a mont the embarrassnt was replaced by a feeling of friendship.
They chatted for a few more minutes until they saw the Wushia High School players leaving the stadium in the distance.
Moeka sighed softly. "I think it's ti for to go."
"Ti has passed quickly, Moeka."
"It has." She agreed and stood up. "Thank you for the coffee and the conversation."
"Thank you, Moeka. It was nice spending ti with you."
"Lucas, I hope you continue to play with the sa passion you showed today. And rember, no matter what happens, you must always follow what you believe is right."
"I promise, Moeka."
So Lucas joined his colleagues while Moeka got into her car. When he sat down in his seat on the bus, he looked out and saw that she was no longer there.
'She rejected , but it seems I managed to cheat the system with that simple indirect kiss... Well, not bad for a first rejection in your teens, right?' He thought and a female face with a wicked smile appeared in his mind like a flash, making the smile on his face disappear. 'No, it wasn't really my first rejection...'
"Hey, Tanaka, you dropped this on the bus." Tsuyoshi Nishida approached Lucas and handed him a small piece of paper.
Confused, Lucas opened the paper and there were several numbers on it that definitely made up a cell phone number, and underneath it was written: "Call if it's a big ergency, but only big ergencies."
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