"u16...what is it?" Lan
"U16, J-League, do you know?"
"Nonsense, I just don't understand football. It's not like I haven't heard of football." Miwako Sato rolled her eyes at the man angrily and followed him step by step.
The highest-level professional league in Japanese football, the professional players who can play stably in this league can be said to be the group of people who stand at the top of the pyramid of the Japanese professional player system.
"Football clubs that can play in the J-League have their own youth training echelons. They will specifically look for talented children of the right age and invite them to join the youth training echelon for training.
"The U16 echelon refers to a team composed of teenagers around the age of 16 in a club. They can't play in the J-League yet, but they are the future of this league." The two of them strolled here. On the edge of the court at the youth training base, energetic teenagers were passing the ball back and forth on the turf, practicing their offense and defense.
Off the court, the parents’ area was filled with cheers and cheers. Uehara Katsuki, who saw this scene, could not help but have some traces of reminiscence in his eyes, as if he was showing off something, and proudly said to Miwako: "Do you know my status here before? Let me tell you this, now All the people on the court are not as talented as me." Every pore in his body revealed a
"Look how good I am!" the peacock said. It was rare for Miwako Sato to see such a side of a man. She couldn't help laughing. With a crooked look on her face, she praised her at the right moment: "Isn't it even as good as you? Then your talent is really great." ah."
"That's right, if it weren't for this damn injury, I would be a world-renowned star now." He purred like a cat that has been groomed. When talking about his past sorrows, Katsumi Uehara didn't feel much sorrow. , but you can also take the initiative to use it to make soup.
Miwako Sato, who had never seen a football club, looked around curiously. After crossing the field, she suddenly stopped when she passed a wall of honor - huh?
Feeling as if she had seen something wrong, she took a few steps back and looked at a photo hanging above in surprise——
"Katsumi Uehara, Konan High School, the best midfielder in the 5th Rice Krispies Super Cup?" Although the face of the young man holding the trophy in the photo is still very immature, and his facial features have not yet grown, the name still looks vaguely familiar. Miwako Sato's demeanor made her eyes widen.
It's actually true? Even on the wall of honor? Katsumi Uehara, who had brought her here on purpose, smiled even more, his face filled with joy.
The idea of “Come and praise me.” The next second, a slightly confused and restrained voice sounded in their ears——
"Uehara-senpai?" Huh? Who is calling me? The confused man looked back sideways, and what came into his eyes was a face that was obviously young but insisted on growing a little beard to pretend to be mature. He didn't know whether it was dyed or natural blond hair, and the bronze skin made the visitor look distant. A sense of maturity beyond that of his peers.
"Who are you?"
"Sorry to bother you, but this is the first time I've seen you, senior, up close. I couldn't help myself for a moment." The man took off his burgundy ball cap and revealed a face filled with confidence: "My name is Higo Ryūsuke is a professional football player who plays as a forward on the field."
"Uh, have we known each other before?" Uehara Katsu, who had restrained his naivety in front of Sato Miwako and changed his temperament, frowned slightly.
"Probably, but I don't think you remember it, Uehara-senpai." Ramito smiled brightly: "Senior, you once taught us some football skills in school, and I was one of the people who studied around you, senior. "
"..." Miwako Sato blinked at the side, her expression clearly showing that she was eating something online made Katsuki Uehara somewhat confused.
People still remember him, but he does not remember others.
"Hey! Hito! Let's go quickly! The communication class is about to start, the children are ready! The heroes and the others have arrived too!" Just as he was about to explain, a call suddenly came from the distance, and he wanted to continue Hito, who was chatting with Uehara, suddenly frowned when he heard this, and had no choice but to raise his hand and say hello, and then apologized to Uehara Katsumi: "I'm sorry, Uehara-senpai, I still have some activities that I can't get out of.
"Can you please give me your contact information? I have some questions I would like to ask you." Lan
"No problem." After exchanging contact information generously, the excited Bihu waved goodbye to the two of them.
"Have you ever been a teacher?" Miwako Sato asked curiously as she watched the professional football player go away, raising her elbow to touch the arm of the man next to her.
"It's not really a teacher, but when I returned to school after the game, I was assigned a group of seniors to help new students. There is a junior high school under Konan High School. This Bihu should be a member of the junior high school football club at that time."
"Konan High School?" Miwako Sato was stunned when she heard the name of this high school: "Yoko Okino's alma mater?" For her who doesn't pay attention to football, the name of the super popular idol Okino Yoko is comparable to the so-called professional football Athletes are much louder.
Lan
"Well, Okino Yoko is probably the most famous person who came out of Konan High School. It's outrageous to be so famous. Her popularity is not inferior to that of Kudo Yukiko." After a few smacks, Uehara Katsumi was somewhat confused. She sighed: "Oh no, I should have been called Fujimine Yukiko at that time."
"Hey, you really know them well."
"Of course, remember what I said before on the Suzuki family cruise ship?"
"Suzuki family cruise ship?" Miwako Sato was obviously asked, and she looked startled. Then she suddenly thought of his words and deeds behind Chris Binyard's back, saying that it would be better if it was Kudo Yukiko.
"Okay, let's go, Sato. If we go late, we might not have a seat." Katsumi Uehara raised his hand and said hello after typing down Hito's number and not thinking about who this person was. .
Lan
"No place? Where are you taking me?"
"A very private small restaurant." Putting his cell phone back in his pocket, Uehara Katsuki said with a smile: "You are the first person I have brought here to treat you to a meal. How about it? Is it fun?"
"Oh? Your ex-girlfriends haven't been here before?" Miwako Sato's eyelids drooped, obviously not believing it.
"No."
"real or fake?"
"When this store opened, I had already entered the police academy for training." Lan
"No wonder." Miwako Sato curled her lips and followed up. Soon, this small restaurant located next to the cafeteria in the youth training base caught her eye - there was no signboard, just a sign at the door.
"Welcome" sign. There were two men in employee uniforms, each carrying a sack of potatoes and carrots, and humming as they walked in through the main entrance of the restaurant.
"Didn't you ask me before how I defeated Kunihiko Oikawa?" Katsuki Uehara, who saw this scene, smiled and raised his finger and pointed at the figure leaving with two sacks of things on his back: "Hey, did you see that? Use local materials." Lan
