After Receiving Pointer's From My Cat, I'm Now A First Team Player.
**Full title:** After receiving pointers from my coach, the coach told me to warm up because I'm now a first-team player.
Ray Matsuda, a student of Akane High School and a member of the school team, he has talent of unfathomable magnitude, evaluated to be too good for the team—self-evaluated, of course. That is why he never gets to play; he is so talented that if he played, wouldn't that just be bullying?
In reality, his bench is as long as heaven and earth, and only in his second life will he smell the first team. He's not in the subs, not even reserve. If there were a category of players outside the reserve, he would be among them.
Only in his second year, but he had already retired to the position of team medic.
However, do not panic. The god of football, manifested in cat form, has personally come down to give him pointers.
"You, a cat, you are talking. How can you talk? Am I going crazy?"
"Junior, calm down, come. Sit down. Let this senior show you the way. First, something basic—juggle the ball 20 times without it dropping it. Then pass the ball to the wall a hundred times. Now shoot the ball at the wall a hundred times."
"But aren't these just regular training? This is no different from what my coach does every day. Can't you just snap your fingers and make me the best soccer player that ever lived? Better still, can't you grant me a cheat system or something like that?"
"Junior, you are looking for a cheat. I am disappointed. Kids these days, no discipline at all, always looking for a shortcut. Look, I have no such power, and even if I did, I would not waste it on your lazy ass."
"Ah, that's a bummer. I thought since you claimed to be the god of football, you would be more powerful than that."
"Hey, Junior, watch your mouth. Don't let me slap you."
Under the tutelage of the cat, Godi Cruz, his skill has begun to skyrocket. He can now go band for band with the big boys.
"Master Godi, look, look!"
"What is it, Junior?"
"Today, in a practice match, the coach caught a glimpse of my talent and was moved. Although I didn't get to play, he told me to warm up!"
"I see, I see. That's a massive improvement. I see. Continue to work hard, and there will be better opportunities in the future."
"Naturally so. I'm just that talented, you know."
"Where is that stick? It's like you need a beating."
"Haha... calm down, I'm just joking."