Chapter 4

One morning, in a park, a young boy, 120cm tall, could be seen jogging. It was Orochi, with short, spiky, light blue hair. His piercing red eyes give him an appearance that is both intense and mysterious. His very calm look testified to his calm and maturity. Orochi exudes an aura of determination and resilience, ready to face whatever challenges come his way.

He was accompanied by his big brother Alejandro, who watched him and took charge of his training.

Orochi was focused on his morning jog, his steady steps hitting the ground with unwavering determination. His short, spiky, light blue hair shimmered in the rising sun, while his piercing red eyes reflected a maturity and intensity rare for a boy his age. Alejandro, his big brother, watched him carefully, taking charge of his training.

"Orochi, it was the last round. Now we move on to the yoga phase," said Alejandro, checking his stopwatch.

Orochi, lost in his concentration, came out of his flow state at his brother's questioning. "Oh really already? I was thinking of running a little longer."

Alejandro shook his head with a kind smile. "No Orochi, you are only 6 and a half years old. You can't do too much, otherwise your body won't be able to handle it. You have to be careful, you tend to always overdo it."

"Okay, that's understood. I promise I'll be careful," Orochi replied with a reassuring smile.

A year ago, Orochi had started a physical strengthening program that he had developed based on his knowledge and research on the internet. Every morning, he started with a 30-minute jog, followed by yoga and stretching sessions to improve his flexibility and prevent injuries. His mother, Maria, often helped him with nutritious meals to ensure he received all the nutrients necessary for his growth. His father, Takeshi, taught him the basics of karate to strengthen his discipline and coordination. Alejandro, for his part, supervised his physical training, ensuring that Orochi did not overexert himself.

After their jog, the two brothers sat on a shaded lawn for their yoga session. Alejandro began guiding Orochi through a series of yoga poses, helping her hold each posture with precision.

"Take a deep breath, relax and stretch your muscles well," Alejandro said, adjusting Orochi's posture.

"You really are a good teacher, Alejandro," Orochi replied, his face focused but serene.

Alejandro smiles. "Thank you, little brother. I want to make sure you are well prepared for what awaits you. Today is a big day, remember?"

Orochi nodded. "Yes I remember. We will meet the strongest young players in Catalonia and watch the match between FC Barcelona and Sabadell FC."

"Exactly," Alejandro said. "It's an incredible opportunity for you to see the best in action and understand the level of play you should aspire to."

Orochi sat up slightly, curious. "Do you think I will ever be able to play at this level, Alejandro?"

Alejandro looked at his brother with obvious pride. "I have no doubt about that, Orochi. With your talent, your determination and the training you follow, you have everything you need to succeed. You just have to keep working hard and believing in yourself."

Orochi smiled, inspired by his brother's words. "I'll do my best. Today I will observe every detail and learn as much as possible."

Alejandro nodded. "It's the right mindset. Now focus on your breathing and finish your yoga session. We still have a lot to do before we leave."

Having a brother like that is quite reassuring. It's support I can rely on. He's not the only one, my whole family is. I will make sure not to disappoint them.

They continued their yoga session, Alejandro sometimes correcting Orochi's postures and encouraging him to maintain his balance. Once the session was over, they returned home to prepare for the day's event. Orochi felt a growing excitement at the prospect of meeting the young talents of Catalonia and witnessing the long-awaited match. It was a new step in his journey, and he was determined to seize every opportunity to progress and get closer to his dream of becoming a great football player.

"Orochi, have you finished getting ready? Everyone is waiting for you!" His father who was downstairs in their house shouted so that Orochi could hear.

"I'm here we can go." Orochi rushed down the stairs. Presenting yourself with an outfit that combines comfort, functionality and style, perfectly suited to an intense sporting event.

He wears a brightly colored short-sleeve football jersey, mostly light blue with white accents, which contrasts well with his hair and eyes. The jersey is made from breathable, lightweight fabric, designed to wick away sweat and keep the body cool during exercise. On the back of the jersey, the number 10 is printed in white, symbolizing his aspiration to become a key player on the pitch.

For the bottom, Orochi opts for matching football shorts, light blue with white stripes on the sides. The shorts, also made of breathable material, allow great freedom of movement, essential for quick dribbling and changes of direction.

On his feet, Orochi wears a pair of long, white football socks with blue stripes at the calves. The socks fit snugly to prevent chafing and blisters, providing maximum comfort.

He completes his outfit with lightweight and sturdy football shoes, made of high-quality synthetic leather. The studs are specially designed to provide excellent grip on natural grass pitches, allowing Orochi to pivot quickly and maintain good balance.

For accessories, Orochi wears lightweight, discreet shin guards hidden under her socks. He also ties a black band around his right wrist, a little good luck ritual he has adopted for every important match.

Finally, he ties a thin black elastic band around his forehead to hold his spiky hair in place, preventing any discomfort during play.

"How cute. Our little Orochi is not a talented player, he is also a handsome boy, every girl your age will fall in love." Said his mother laughing.

"Mom, stop, it's embarrassing." Said Orochi embarrassed.

"Ahaha! You don't need to be ashamed my son, it's normal for your mother to think like that, you took your father's beauty." His father said with a smile.

Hmm. Of course I'm not ashamed, I also chose Ban's body because he is one of the most attractive manga characters for girls.

"Anything is good because he looks like me and is also handsome." His mother replied.

"Okay you two stop because of you, we're going to be late." Said Alejandro.

The family got in the car and drove to the Camp Nou stadium.

During the journey, the discussion became lively around the day's event.

"Orochi, do you feel ready for this meeting?" Takeshi asked, glancing at his son in the rearview mirror.

"Yes Dad. I'm a little nervous, but also very excited. This is a great opportunity for me," Orochi replied.

"You worked hard for this, darling. Don't forget to have fun too. Football is above all a passion," added Maria with an encouraging smile.

"Yes mom. I will give my best and enjoy every moment," Orochi replied with determination.

Alejandro turned to his brother. "Remember, Orochi, watch the other players carefully. Learn from their technique, their style. It's by analyzing the best that you can improve."

Orochi nodded. "I will, Alejandro. Thank you for all your advice and support."

Arriving at the Camp Nou stadium, they were greeted by a crowd of young players gathered for the event. The excitement was palpable, and the atmosphere buzzed with energy. Orochi's father went to greet his contact, a respected trainer, and introduced him to Orochi. The young boy immediately attracted attention with his distinctive appearance, compact but athletic build, and vibrant blue hair. His calm and determination shone through.

'Okay, time to have a little fun,' Orochi thought as he adjusted his shin guards.

The young players were divided into two teams of seven for an exhibition match. The Orochi team, dressed in light blue jerseys, prepared on the field opposite the opposing team in red. The whistle blew, and the match began with boundless energy.

From the first minutes, Orochi stood out for his speed and agility. He collected the ball near the halfway line, skillfully dodging two opponents with quick dribbles. His impeccable technique and vision for the game was evident in every move.

"Come on, Orochi!" Alejandro shouted from the sidelines, encouraged by his brother's performance.

Orochi made a precise pass to a teammate, who returned it instantly after attracting two defenders. Orochi found himself facing a larger opponent, but used a subtle feint to get around him and into firing position. He struck with precision, sending the ball into the top corner of the goal. The goalkeeper had no chance.

"1-0 for the blues!" the commentator announced enthusiastically.

The game continued with increasing intensity. Orochi was not only effective in attack, but also valuable in defense. He anticipated several opposing passes, intercepted the ball and quickly restarted the game, showing impressive tactical maturity for his age.

Midway through the first half, Orochi found himself in possession again, this time under pressure from two defenders. Using his speed and ball control, he managed to slip between them, creating space for an assist. He sent the ball to his attacking teammate, who scored with ease. 2-0 for the blues.

Halftime arrived, and the teams regrouped for strategy discussions. Alejandro congratulated Orochi on his performance, but reminded him to stay focused and continue playing as a team.

The second half resumed with renewed intensity. The Reds scored quickly, reducing the gap to 2-1, but Orochi did not give up. He continued to run, dribble and create opportunities for his teammates.

Ten minutes from the end of the match, Orochi performed a memorable action. He won the ball in his own half and launched a dazzling counterattack. He dribbled past three opponents with disconcerting ease, leaving the crowd in suspense. Arriving at the edge of the penalty area, he made a deep pass to a teammate, who immediately struck. The ball hit the post, but Orochi, following the action closely, collected the rebound and scored with a precise shot.

3-1 for the blues.

The final whistle blew shortly afterwards, marking the end of an exciting match. Orochi was cheered by his teammates and applauded by the spectators. His unique appearance and exceptional skills had left a lasting impression on everyone present.

As the teams gathered to exchange handshakes and congratulations, several spectators and parents began whispering among themselves.

"That boy with the blue hair, he's amazing!"

"Yes, he has impressive ball control for his age."

"He might become a star one day."

The other young players, although exhausted, approached Orochi to congratulate him. A few looked at him with barely concealed admiration.

Orochi hadn't made much effort. He was barely sweating.

"Well done, Orochi! You're really strong," one of the red players said, patting Orochi on the shoulder.

"Thank you," Orochi replied with a modest smile. "It was a good match. You all played very well."

The trainer who had been introduced by Orochi's father also approached, a look of satisfaction on his face.

"You have natural talent, Orochi. With discipline and work, you could go very far," he said, shaking the young prodigy's hand.

"Thank you, sir," Orochi replied respectfully. "I will continue to train hard."

Meanwhile, Alejandro and their parents watched the scene with great pride. Alejandro, especially, was moved to see his younger brother receive so much recognition for his efforts.

"You see, he really has what it takes to succeed," Alejandro told their parents.

Maria, Orochi's mother, wiped away a tear of joy. "I'm so proud of him. He works so hard."

Takeshi, their father, nodded. "Yes, he has incredible potential. We must continue to support him in everything he does."

As the crowd dispersed, a tall, bearded man appeared before my father. He started the discussion with him directly.

"Hello sir, let me introduce myself, my name is Schrier, I am a recruiter from the Barcelona academy. I heard you are of Japanese descent. I have a young boy that I sent here who is also Japanese. He could play with your son." Said the man.

"Oh that's good, my son just finished his match. Orochi!" Takeshi shouted for his son to come to him.

Seeing his father waving at him, Orochi came closer and seeing the man in front of his father, he was surprised.

This man tells me something, I've probably already seen him in the manga.

"Orochi, this is Mr. Schrier. Apparently there is a Japanese player here and he would like you to play with him."

I knew I knew him, it was thanks to him that Haruhisa was able to play here.

Stopping his thoughts, Orochi introduced himself. "Hello sir, my name is Orochi Tsukugami and I am 6 years old." Said Orochi with his childish voice.

"Hello Orochi come with me, I will introduce you to someone and I think you will get along well."

After chatting for a few moments, we headed towards the area of ​​the stadium where the players enter the locker room. Right next to it there was a field on which there were also lots of young players. We approached a young boy with Asian features, who was about 115cm tall.

When he saw us arriving, he started walking towards us, I recognized him instantly. It was Haruhisa Kuribayashi.