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450  Bothered

Most of the players on the bus were already familiar to him. But there were some unfamiliar faces in the team as well. Especially, Kaoru Sato, he was relatively unknown in the team. He was already in his late twenties. He had short, dark hair that was slightly graying at the temples. The beard patches on his face only added to his mature appearance. All along their journey, he had remained relatively silent. He wore a stern expression and was shrouded in a layer of mysterious aura. For someone his age, he seemed quite difficult to approach. Just like him, it was his first time on the team as well. So he was relatively unknown in the team. A player his age making his debut for the first time? It was rather uncommon. But he had noticed him looking at his phone screen many times on his journey. But even so, he never fiddled with his phone once. So, it got him curious. Well, he could have used his skill to find out a little about him. But he couldn't spam his skill mindlessly either. So, he refrained it from using on him for the time being. Slowly, they disembarked the bus. Though it was pretty dark outside, the place seemed quite relaxing. The villa where they were going to reside temporarily was a two-story villa decorated with lanterns, plants, and opulent lights. It was like a medieval villa built for nobility. The training ground wasn't that far from the villa. It was just beside the villa. Floodlights were installed on the ground. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Everyone, carefully head to the reception. You'll get your room key, " informed the staff member as they got out of the bus. "Your luggage will be sent to you."

As they heard him, they made their way to the villa. A pretty girl welcomed them at the reception. She handed them their room key after confirming their identity. They weren't required to share rooms as everybody got separate rooms. "Did you all get your keys?" asked one of the staff members. "Yes"

They replied in unison. "Good, then everybody freshen up and come to the cafeteria to have dinner," he said, pointing at the cafeteria. They then headed to their respective rooms. Each room came with an attached bathroom, so they weren't required to shower together like they did in the club. Despite its traditional architecture, the villa was a blend of modern and traditional from the inside. It was both cozy and opulent. For a moment, it almost felt like a vacation to him. After having dinner, many headed to their room to get some much-needed sleep. The arduous journey had left them exhausted. But Hiro had other ideas. He wanted to get some fresh air. It wasn't just the journey but also the day's events. The news regarding his father's accident, he still couldn't shake it. Though his mother's words had calmed him to some extent, he still couldn't help worrying. So, he wanted to get some fresh air to freshen himself. Also, he wanted to enjoy the scenery outside. After all, the night sky in the countryside, it's a sight to behold. For some reason, Tominaga ignored him. It was rather surprising considering his previous actions. After seeing him on the bus, he was already prepared to face him. But he did nothing despite being so close to him. Seeing such changes, at first, made him extremely curious. But he didn't have the luxury to worry about others. So, he didn't think much of it either. After all, it was all the better for him to avoid unnecessary problems. Who knows if his provocation might trigger him? And, he might lash out. "Hiro, do you want to join us?" Tatsuki asked. He and some players were going to play cards in his room. For today, they were free to do anything they liked. And, it's not like playing cards was illegal until and unless it involved money obviously. But a bunch of adults probably wouldn't be satisfied with playing cards for fun now, would they?

Besides the coach wasn't present here to supervise. Even so, Hiro didn't want to get involved. So, he rejected their offer, "I'll pass"

"What about you Naoto?" after Hiro's rejection, he turned to Naoto, asking him. Naoto declined as well, "I'd rather get my sleep."

Hiro then walked out to get some fresh air. The night sky was a breathtaking canvas, adorned with countless stars that shimmered like diamonds scattered across a dark velvety expanse. The moon hung low, casting a gentle glow over the serene surroundings.

As Hiro gazed up at the starry night, a sense of calm washed over him.

The beauty of the night sky contrasted sharply with the whirlwind of thoughts and emotions swirling within him. The stars seemed so distant and constant, a stark difference from the unpredictable nature of his life.

He took a deep breath, inhaling the cool, crisp air.

The tranquility of the moment allowed him to reflect on his journey, the recent news of his father's accident, and the overwhelming pressure of the upcoming training camp. Each twinkling star felt like a whisper of encouragement, reminding him of the dreams he had chased since childhood.

But despite the serene ambiance, an undercurrent of anxiety tugged at him.

The news about his father's hospitalization kept lingering in his mind, making it hard to fully embrace the peaceful night. He felt a pang of guilt for not being by his father's side. He had stepped outside to calm himself. But the loneliness only allowed him time to think. So, instead of calming down, he started to think even more deeply about his father's state. Often when we are all alone, we tend to overthink. They say that an empty mind is a devil's workshop. He shook his head as he kept pondering about the news. "It won't do," he said. Instead of remaining idle, he felt like he needed to do something. So, he made a bold decision as he decided to head on the pitch for a run. Maybe, he won't get time to think about it if focuses his mind elsewhere. Thinking so, he stormed to the pitch.