My Girlfriend Wants Victory - Chapter 3



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It didn’t take long for Geumsun High School’s soccer team to change its backward training system.

“Do it like it’s real! Like it’s real! I’ll tackle you so smoothly in real life!”

To be honest, it didn’t matter to me whether Geumsun High School’s training was backward or not. People say that soccer is not a sport that can be played alone, but at the high school level, I could easily grab the players by the scruff of the neck and carry them to victory in the competition.

‘As long as you don’t refuse to board… .’

But when I look at the kids who are training hard and sweating with the goal of becoming pros, I feel like I want to teach them something. It might be the feeling of a veteran player who is on the verge of retirement.

‘If you live a good life, you’ll be rewarded, right? I guess this will be rewarded later.’

At a time when YouTube has not yet become fully active.

It was only three years after the introduction of the smartphone, and there was a general lack of information on how to train in Europe.

During these times, the teachings of the regressor from the future became a ray of light and salt, and the skills of the young players slowly but surely began to grow.

“Here he comes! He has come! Our Messiah has come!”

“Ugh! Training is finally over!”

Look.

Even the little competitors in the same position who had secretly ostracized me and kept me in check in the beginning were impressed by my generous teachings and called my girlfriend, Gyul-woo, the Messiah.

“Training is over! Let’s wrap up! Those who want to stay and train more, do it yourself.”

I ended the training as soon as I saw Gyul-woo’s appearance.

It was a given. Winter is more important to me than soccer. This won’t change even if I debut as a pro.

“Winter─!”

After quickly cleaning up with the players, I walked to where Gyul-woo was.

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“Ugh… It’s late.”

As usual, as soon as school was over in midwinter, Jin-ho Son and I walked diligently to the soccer club’s playground to go home.

“…The soccer club is really too far away!”

The field used by the soccer club was quite far from where the students attended classes.

Since it was a private school nearby that was famous for its good facilities and excellent teaching, many students who were good at studying naturally came to the school. Due to complaints that the noise from the sports clubs training was disturbing students’ studies, the chairman, who was serious about sports, built a building for the sports clubs to use far away from the main building.

Of course, let’s spend a lot of money to build a building for the sports club. In a way, it’s natural that parents came out and protested about why the money was being spent there. The chairman did not back down an inch and is said to have left behind the famous saying, “If you keep nagging, transfer. This is my house that I built.”

Well. At that time, as a winter student who was not a student at Geumsun High School, it was a story that I could not know the truth of.

“Don’t just kick them out without warning, look at your colleagues’ positions!”

As soon as she saw the field where the soccer team was training and heard Son Jin-ho’s voice, Han Gyul-woo’s heart began to beat faster.

‘I’ll grant your wish, but let’s go to England together.’

February 20th. The day of the match between Manchester United and Everton. Hanwol still remembered that day vividly.

Midwinter, just thinking about that time made my face burn.

And then. Jin-ho Son, who discovered the middle of winter, shouted.

“Winter─!”

At that shout, Han Gyul-woo quickly changed her smartphone camera to selfie mode and straightened her hair that had become disheveled from walking as if she was running.

Then I took a look at the face.

‘You look so cold.’

In the middle of winter, because of my cold appearance, I was always told that I looked cheap and had no manners, so I was self-conscious about my cold expression.

‘Let’s laugh a little…’

A smile appeared on my lips as I thought of it. I saw myself smiling awkwardly on my smartphone screen.

At that awkward smile, Han Gyul-woo touched the corner of her mouth with her finger.

While Han Gyul-woo was smiling, touching the corner of her mouth with her hand, Jin-ho Son, who had finished cleaning up, came over and hugged her tightly.

Her neatly organized hair was disheveled, and the sour smell of sweat wafted from her nose, but Midwinter paid no attention.

Rather, she liked this moment, this midwinter. Because she could feel Son Jin-ho’s heartbeat on her face, she could feel how much he loved her.

‘It’s warm.’

The street where we walk home holding hands.

A natural and refreshing smile appeared on Han Gyul-woo’s face as she held Son Jin-ho’s hand, different from before.

***

As I spent each day repeating the same happy routine, time passed quickly and the opening match of the National High School Soccer League was approaching.

“Okay, now I’ll announce the starting lineup, so listen carefully. First up is the goalkeeper, third-year student Park Seong-ryong… .”

Coach Choi Ki-hyun announced the starting lineup for tomorrow’s match against Hanyang High School after repeating intense sprint training five times to maintain condition.

“Lastly, our team’s ace, Son Jin-ho. Just in case, I’m telling you in advance that you shouldn’t ignore Jin-ho just because he’s young, and listen to me on the field.”

“Yes─!”

Well, as expected, I was proudly put on the starting roster even though I was a freshman.

It may seem like nothing, but it is actually difficult for a first-year student to become a starter.

There may be differences in ability between third-year students and third-year students, but even if they have similar abilities or are slightly better than third-year students, third-year students who are about to enter university have no choice but to take priority.

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‘Parents’ skirt wind is no joke… .’

In such a situation, two conditions are essential for a first-year student to become a starting player.

The first is overwhelming skill.

The second is a network of people who protect me from various external factors.

Luckily, I met both of these requirements. You might say, what kind of connections does an orphan have?

Surprisingly, the principal of Geumsun High School, where I go, was my father’s senior and junior from the same hometown. When my parents passed away when I was young and I became an orphan, Gyul-wool and my father became my guardians.

As he was the chairman of a famous private high school nearby, his influence was wider than expected.

Thanks to him, I was able to avoid the common gatherings, absurdities, and padding that were once a part of a sports club filled with savagery and violence.

“Well, the chairman, who supports the soccer team in every way, is also coming to watch the game. Let’s all do our best and win.”

Can’t you tell just by looking at the coach who announced the starting lineup looking at me as if asking me to speak well to the chairman?

okay.

No matter how strong the coach’s authority was in a high school soccer team, a mere servant could not be stronger than the landlord.

***

I announced in the family chat room that evening that I had been selected.

There was no special reason why I told you that in the evening. I just forgot because I was busy with winter.

– Oh right, I’m a starter for tomorrow’s game haha

– Mother-in-law: Oh my, my son! He’s amazing!

– Craftsman: What is a son? A son! Now you should call him son-in-law.

It’s winter. My father and mother were very happy to hear the news of my selection.

– Winter Winter: Ah! Dad, don’t do that!

Winter, who had heard the news of his selection while laughing, got angry at the word son-in-law.

-Master Craftsman: Did I make up a story that didn’t exist?

-Father-in-law: If you promised to go to England together, you are essentially a married couple.

Winter was constantly teased after bragging to his parents about the fact that I had asked him to go to England with her last time.

– Thank you for giving me your daughter. Father. Mother.

Of course, I also naturally joined the ranks. In the past, I might have been embarrassed like Gyul-woo, but as a professional soccer player, I had already worn out my skills and no longer felt embarrassed.

– Winter Winter: Hey! Sister Son Jin-ho told me not to do that!

-Why are you my older sister?

– Winter Winter: You’re fast!

– Mother-in-law: Winter, what does age matter between a couple?

– Father-in-law: I’m sorry, son-in-law. We raised our daughter wrong.

– Winter, Winter: Dad!

– Father-in-law: I’m sorry, son-in-law, but could you take my daughter with you?

– Me: If you give it to me, I will go get it right now.

– Mother-in-law: While you’re at it, I made some side dishes. Take some of those too.

– Winter Winter: Am I an object!?

– Mother-in-law: We decided to go to England together, so let’s just take this opportunity and live there.

– Mother-in-law: It’s not that far away, it’s right next door.

– Winter Winter:… I’m going out of the house

Winter got really upset by the constant teasing from his family and ran away from home.

Ding dong.

“who are you?”

– …it’s me.

To our house.

“But then, wouldn’t this mean that your father-in-law and mother-in-law’s wishes have been fulfilled?”

“Be quiet.”

***

The next day.

We took a special bus with a golden shield engraved on it and went to Madle Stadium in Nowon-gu where the game was held.

You might wonder what kind of dedicated bus a high school soccer team has, but our school principal was a person who was truly passionate about sports, especially soccer.

By the way, the chairman’s support was not limited to a dedicated bus.

The chairman’s educational policy is that talented children should not give up their dreams just because of money. Even though our school’s soccer team is not affiliated with a professional youth organization, it received full financial support.

There was no need to even pay for snacks. Rather, if you performed well in the competition, Chairman Hwang Geum-sun would give you his personal card and invite you to a company dinner with beef as a bonus.

It was quite a sight to see the director, who had been handed a receipt after the dinner, tremble with both hands as he paid for the money that wasn’t even his.

Anyway, thanks to the chairman’s full support, we arrived at the stadium in the best condition.

“Oh my! How can such a pitiful person like you, Chairman, be in such a precious place?”

“… Shabby?”

We were able to witness director Choi Ki-hyun show off his flexible waist like a Samjeondo artificial limb.

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