bestfiction Chapter 502: Rio de Janeiro
Chapter 502: Rio de Janeiro
Chapter 502: Rio de Janeiro
The next day after the celebration banquet, Hiro spent his day exploring the city with his teammates. Even Kaoru who had previously vowed to exclude himself from exploration until after the match joined the rest in exploring the city.
Although he didn't get many minutes on the pitch, he still got to play. So, he was satisfied with the amount of minutes he had gotten on the pitch. After all, he hadn't expected to get a lot of minutes to begin with.
Spending a whole day exploring the city they enjoyed their stay in Georgia.
Then the next day they boarded the plane to Brazil.
It took them quite a while to reach their destination. Inside the airplane, Hiro had many encounters as some people recognized him due to his performance in the exhibition match against Georgia.
To a great extent, his popularity could be attributed to the opposing number seven who had many fans who monitored his actions closely.
Someone completely unknown had demolished their favorite player's team. So, how could they not take notice of him?
Until now, he was relatively unknown in the world.
But after delivering a marvelous performance in the match against Georgia, Hiro's reputation had soared to new heights.
After a long comfortable flight, the plane entered the Brazilian territory.
"We're here," Tatsuki exclaimed excitedly, his eyes glistening with joy. "Look it's Jesus" he added nudging Hiro as he tried to inform Hiro who was seated right beside him.
The journey was going to be long. And Hiro wanted to take the opportunity to explore the land of football to its fullest. So, Hiro was deep asleep.
Feeling the touch, he drifted awake.
"What...?" Hiro asked in a half-awake state.
"We have arrived in Brazil," Tatsuki said excitedly.
As he heard the mention of their arrival, he slowly opened his eyes. Then he pushed Tatsuki to his seat before stretching his head to take a peek outside the window.
Just as he looked out of the window, a magnificent gigantic stone statue of Jesus stood before his eyes. It seemed as if the statue could touch the clouds.
Upon the mention of Naoto, he darted his eyes to Naoto, glaring at him.
If it was Naoto then it made sense. After all, he was the only other person than his parents who
was aware of his phobia.
They then exited the airport.
The sun was almost at its zenith. Sparse clouds were floating in the azure blue sky, masking the brilliance of the sun at times.
Some people were gathered in a certain stadium.
Bam!
"Your shot has improved quite a lot, Thiago," Gabriel who was a robustly built player praised
the effort of his friend Thiago who had a rather lean and tanned body.
Just now, Thiago, a tanned skin guy with curly hair had fired an impressive shot from a distance. Perspiration could be seen on his face to a great amount, a testament to the hot and humid climate of Brazil.
Even though he was praised, Thiago didn't look happy. Instead, he had a rather complacent look on his face. It was as if he was unsatisfied with the results.
Noticing the frown on his friend's face, Gabriel couldn't help but address his worry, "You don't look happy about it. Is something boggling you?"
Heaving a deep sigh, Thiago said in a low tone, "I don't know but I still feel like I'm missing something. Like I can comfortably nail the shots in training. But in an actual match, I don't know why I keep missing by a hair's breadth"
Thiago often shared his thoughts with Gabriel. And the two were rather close to each other despite playing in different leagues. Gabriel represented Arsenal while Thiago played for Fluminense FC. So, there wasn't any need for him to hide his worries from him.
Though they had started their career together Gabriel had already gone on to play for a top- six club of the premier league while he was playing for a team in the Serie A which constantly struggled in the relegation zone.
However, it didn't mean that he was jealous of his friend's success. It was just that he was starting to feel ashamed to call him his friend.
He was well aware that his friend never thought about him in such a way.
But he couldn't help thinking about it.