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Chapter 186 A foreigner??

Chapter 186 A foreigner??

And as Hinata finished asking such questions, Hinata made Hiro demonstrate his skills by making him perform few tricks with the ball.

Hiro who was her show's guest did as he was instructed without complaining.

Performing freestyle with the ball by demonstrating few skills like around the world, side-head stall, hop the world and some more juggling skills, Hiro amazed everybody who were involved in the live video.

Just like that the video shoot finally came to an end after about half an hour.

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For next 20 days, Hiro's days passed normally. Meeting with friends, goofing around, practicing football, getting yelled by his mother for waking up late, he spent almost his entire summer vacation without doing anything special apart from appearing in Hinata's newtube channel.

And by that time, he also grew a lot closer to Sumire and her friend Hinata.

Because of the way Hinata hosted the show and also because of the way Hiro responded to her answers and entertained the audience, Hinata's newtube channel gained almost 40k subscribers in 20 days time period.

The video blew up as well, as it easily surpassed her previous videos with the most views. Till date that video has amassed a whopping 370k views. However after the seventh day of the upload, the number of views has been decreasing steadily.

While Hiro was packing his bags, he heard his father's loud voice coming from downstairs, urging him to hurry up.

"Hurry up Hiro."

"Just a minute dad." Hiro yelled back as he hurriedly stuffed his clothes inside his bag.

Right now, Hiro was packing his clothes to leave for the summer camp held by the national U-17 team.

Accepting the invitation at the day of the video shoot, Hiro made his intentions clear. And by no means was he going to be persuaded. He was totally determined to grab a spot at the national U-17 team.

Looking somewhat anxious, Hiro's father who was walking back and forth mumbled, "From whom did he inherit that trait of getting late?"

Looking at the anxious face of her husband, Momo revealed a gentle smile as she indirectly gestured towards him, "You were always late for our dates back then. So we can deduce from whom he inherited that habit of being late."

Her words were as sharp as dagger as it directly pierced through Takashi's heart. Takashi then answered in somewhat flustered tone, "I worked part-time job back then."

Hiro's mother slightly nodded her head as she supported his statement, "Yeah, yeah."

Just then while they were conversing such, Hiro's elongated silhouette appeared in the staircase.

Noticing the shadow of Hiro, Takashi immediately put off the conversation as he began to check for his belongings.

And just as Hiro descended the stairs, Takashi immediately walked towards him.

"Give me the bag. I'll put it in the car. Hurry up and put on your shoes." Grabbing Hiro's bags, Takashi then hurriedly rushed outside the house, portering Hiro's luggage.

Hiro on the other hand began to put on his shoes. And just as he finished putting on his shoes, he looked at his mother.

Unlike before when he had left for the Kawasaki, currently there was smile on her face. However her eyes still looked a bit sad. As if she was forcing herself to smile, her smile seemed fake.

And although Hiro wasn't an expert who could read people's faces, he could still somewhat guess that his mother was sad.

Thus without saying anything, he walked towards her and locked his arms around her back. Giving her a gentle warm hug, he spoke, "Take care of yourself mom. I'll be heading out now."

His mother who was a little flabbergasted when he hugged her all of a sudden without saying anything, smiled as she closed her eyes while tightening her grip around his back.

Although she was sad that she had to once again bid her son farewell for a while, she was also happy to see him fulfil his dreams.

And just like any other loving mother in the world, she was genuinely happy to see him climbing the ladder of success.

"You too take care of yourself Hiro. Your mother will always support you. Remember me and your dad will always be your biggest supporter." Saying such in her gentle tone, she lossened her grip as she released him from her embrace.

Hiro then nodded his head and head out of the house.

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"Woah!! Look at all this people. I wonder how many of the nations best U-17 player are gathered around here."

His eyes sparkling with excitement and his bright face revealing a smile, a boy about the age 15 or 16 who just entered the venue where the players invited by the National U-17 team were gathered, spoke excitedly.

Beside the entrance, leaning against the wall a tanned dude with straight black hair indifferently spoke as he heard the remarks of the boy, "The best U-17 player huh? Nation's best U-17 player has yet to arrive."

Hearing the remarks of the tanned dude, his smile faded away as he turned to look at the guy.

"Is that so? Then can you tell me the name of the guy whom you're proclaiming as Japan's best U-17 player?" Coldly asked the boy.

"He is non other than my friend Hiro." Excitedly spoke Shun as he proclaimed Hiro as the best U-17 player in all over Japan at the moment.

'At least he didn't say his name.' His eyes drooped as he made disappointed face.

"And who exactly are you?" Questioned the boy.

"I'm Shun Yabuzoe. Goalkeeper of Kawasaki Frontale U-18 team. Currently we're at the top of the table in our League." Shun introduced himself proudly.

There was a hint of superiority in his voice. And even his face looked smug while he introduced himself and his team.

Acting as if he was impressed, the boy mumbled as he looked at Shun with his eyes sparkling, "Woah!! Your team must be great."

Then again the spark in his eyes disappeared as he ignorantly mumbled, "But I still don't know about your team."

The smugness in Shun's face disappeared instantly as he heard the response of the boy beside him, "Don't you watch J-league?"

Shun's face seemed flustered as he questioned the boy.

With no changes in his facial expression, the boy indifferently shook his head as he replied, "No. I don't."

Upon hearing his response, Shun released a deep sigh as he responded, "Do you even live in Japan?"

Although Shun only spoke such words in sarcastic way, the boy infront of him took his words seriously, "I was born and raised in Japan. But because of my father's job we had to move to Belgium. It's been 4 years and I only returned to Japan about a week ago."