Chapter 443 Hectic Schedule

Chapter 443 Hectic Schedule

Exactly, why hadn't he thought of it? If his goal was to move abroad then he couldn't just rely on a translator. He had to learn their language to communicate with the team.

So, why hadn't it crossed his mind yet? Was it because he was too absorbed in his game? Or was it simply his negligence?

Now how was he supposed to reply?

"Uh.., I haven't thought about it," he answered. "Can't I learn it after signing for one? I mean I don't even know which club I'd be joining."

Ayumi heaved a deep sigh after listening to his response, "Sigh~"

Then she frowned her brows as she looked at him disappointedly.

'When it comes to thinking, he really is an idiot' She thought.

"Does it even matter? Just narrow down the possible clubs that you want to join and start learning the language," She advised. "You've got the time right now. And, if we start early then you won't have much trouble later," She added.

Indeed, he had all the time he needed. And considering his learning capability, it'd take him some time to learn. So, it was the right time for him to start.

Once again, he got lost in his thoughts.

"For instance, why don't we start with English? It's a globally spoken language after all," She suggested, trying to ease up his worries.

She could tell just from a glance that despite her suggestion of narrowing down the list of clubs he wanted to join, he was having trouble deciding.

He nodded in agreement. It was exactly as she said.

"Then, can I leave it up to you?" he asked.

She smiled, "Sure, that's why I'm here."

Later that night, as Hiro lay in bed, his emotions swirled like a tempest. So much had happened today. Pride in his achievements, excitement about the call-up, nervousness about the weight of expectation placed upon him, and a steely determination to prove himself worthy.

Also, he was excited to start his lessons.

But as they walked inside, they found Hiro sound asleep on the couch. His bag lay beneath his feet giving an impression that he didn't even have the time to organize it.

Naoto looked at him pitifully, "Seems like he had a rough day today"

"Well, considering his schedule, I doubt if he'd have any energy left," Tatsuki said. "Sucks being him," he added.

"Sometimes I forget that he's still in school," Naoto said.

"I hate to admit it but he's too good for his age."

"Now that you mention age, didn't a sixteen-year-old deliver a performance to behold in Euro the previous year?"

"The wunderkind of Barcelona huh?"

"Yeah, I heard that he had to attend classes even while playing Euro."

"Hahaha..., Yeah, I too heard that he had to submit homework even when representing his nation in one of the biggest tournaments. It was damn hilarious," Tatsuki laughed.

The two of them cheerfully conversed.

The smile on Tatsuki's face waned as he looked at the sleeping figure of Hiro, "They're already making a name for themselves while we continue to struggle. At his age, we were still a nobody."

"Who says that we were nobody? We were the backbone of our team," Naoto tried to cheer him. "Comparison is the thief of joy," he added.

Exactly as he said, if he started to compare himself with others, he'd never become happy. After all, there'd always be someone better in the world.

And, better talent would continue to emerge.

So, if he were to compare himself with them rather than focus on himself, he'd never be satisfied. It might do him more harm than good.

Why was he even comparing himself with others?

Some people wished to live his life. Some people envied his talents. So, instead of comparing himself, he should be honing the talent he possessed.

Only if he did that would he be able to improve.