Go on, my writing is so bad. Unless something unexpected happens, there won't be any more updates. Unless I rekindle my passion for blue locks. Go on, my writing is really bad. My writing is so embarrassing. If I run away, I will make major changes if I write again.
A few days ago, an invitation letter from the Japan Football Association was sent, to the effect that I was invited to participate in an intensive football training camp.
It's okay, anyway, I don't have any ambitions about football. My future in football is not bright, and betting on it won't have much impact. The most important thing is that I can just take a refuge.
But we've just entered and it's just the beginning! The striker of our school football team rushed up and was eliminated after shouting about friendship, future, bond, etc., Then! What! Quick?! After some emergency rescue, it was over. After all, I didn't even have time to mourn for my high school classmates. The one who is about to appear is a 17-year-old beauty who is frail and prone to death. I, Ichijo Haru!
——So they say that Japanese football is finished.
Things to know before reading:
1. Purely cool novel, the protagonist has a bad mouth.
2. There is no saved manuscript and typing is slow, so proceed with caution.
3. Everyone has different tastes. If you don't like the food, please leave immediately and don't scold.
Intention: Will it succeed?