Chapter 467: Regret?

Chapter 467: Regret?



As he heard him, Kenji felt a pang of regret weighing him down. Just like many other passionate young players, he once had made the same error of deciding in a hurry.

When the team he loved offered him a contract at the beginning of his career, he grabbed it without much thinking.

Before concluding, he should have at least researched the current players, profiles of the coach, how often the coach played young players, and many other things. But he drew to a conclusion without giving much thought to it.

Due to this, he struggled to get any playing minutes. It's not that he didn't get any loan offers. He had received a ton. But it was his stubborn nature that had nearly brought him to ruin.

Adamant about earning his spot in the team he loved, he refused to go out on a loan.

Though it had hindered his career greatly, it was all due to his foolishness.

As much as there were players who struggled there were also players who performed well. Just take the example of Lamine Yamal, despite being integrated into the first team of Barcelona so early in his career, he flourished.

However, we can't overlook the risk it brings to players as well. Ansu Fati, who was deemed as the next heir to Messi's legacy, nearly had to hang up his boots so early in his career due to a career-ending injury.

So, we can't just look at the success.

After all, who knows Hiro might turn out differently than him.

Nodding his head, Kenji praised his thoughtfulness, "You've thought it through huh?"

While they were conversing leisurely, others had finished most of the task. If not for Kenji, he'd have been more efficient.

At this moment, he heard the voice of Naoto.

"Hiro, can you pass me those balls?"

Turning to look at him, he realized that they had almost finished, all that was left was the five balls scattered a certain distance away from him.

When did they get so much done?

He felt a little guilty for not being much help. Though he had volunteered to help, he hadn't done much. Rather he had spent most of his time chatting with Kenji.

So, collecting those remaining balls was the least he could do to atone for his lackluster behavior.

"Do you need any help?" Kenji offered.

By now, the field was already buzzing with his praise. Well, after leaving everyone stunned by delivering four marvelous shots, it was bound to happen.

They were thoroughly impressed by his shots.

But even so, when they saw him preparing to take the fifth shot at such a difficult angle, they couldn't help but feel skeptical about him generating the same outcome as before.

"Even if it's him, it's still difficult to make this one"

"He'd have to materialize the soul of Roberto Carlos if he wanted to make it," giggled one of the players on the field.

Kenji however, remained tight-lipped as he watched him with a growing sense of curiosity. He didn't want to jump to the conclusion.

Instead, he was curious whether he'd make it or not.

To score in an open post from that distance although difficult was feasible. But he was going

to slot the ball in a bin so small that it wasn't even half the size of the post.

For sure, his abilities will be tested to their best if he were to make this shot.

"Do you think he'll make it?"

"Nah!"

"I say, he'll make it," Tatsuki intervened.

Had he gone crazy?

The moment they heard him, they couldn't help but look as if he had gone crazy.

"No way!"

They immediately refuted.

"Wanna bet?" Tatsuki challenged confidently.

As much as he seemed confident about Hiro, they were confident that he wouldn't make it as

well. So, they immediately accepted the bet without any hesitation.