I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 42 Physical Training

"Suhara, you and Fujii are in the same room."

Before entering the dormitory, Coach Fukai assigned a room. Fujii Shu didn't comment, and Suhara accepted his special training and had no reason to refuse.

Their double room is on the first floor. Each person received an electronic key card. Inside is a hotel-style suite of more than 30 square meters, with two single beds, a shared bathroom, and a rare equipped with two computers and an LCD TV.

On the wall, the brand is Sony.

Fujii and Suhara usually had nothing in common, so the two of them took a break respectively, and after having lunch in the dormitory restaurant, the formal training began.

"There are ninety minutes in a football match. If you want to become stronger quickly, the most direct and effective way is to improve your physical fitness."

As a physical fitness coach, Aoki Hisahoro expressed his football philosophy in front of the assembled school team members. Coach Fukai's foot was shoveled during the game. The prosthetic leg that was amputated was not capable of physical training.

, so he came here to seek help.

"It's a six-kilometer journey from Toki-no-su to the foot of Mount Fuji. This afternoon, we have to run a round trip. A week later, you have to climb the mountain and then turn back. Do you have the confidence to do it?"

Hisahoro Aoki changed into a pair of running shoes, and the members of the school team also wore the standard sports equipment of Tokinosu Training Base and answered in unison energetically.

"have!"

"That's good, follow me. The last person to finish will be responsible for cleaning everyone's shoes."

After announcing the rules, Aoki Kuhoro started running in small steps, and the school team members followed him one after another. At least he was able to finish the whole race. It was just a six-kilometer turnaround run, so there was no pressure on everyone.

Fujii and Suhara looked at each other, and they both felt that the matter was not that simple. He was a professional from Toki no Sui, and there was no way he could just resort to such tricks.

After following Aoki Hisahoro for more than a kilometer, the leader Aoki Hisahor suddenly picked up his speed. On the narrow road in the countryside, he widened the distance from the team behind him.

"Follow me quickly!"

"What are you doing standing still?"

Someone in the team complained, and the person in front gritted his teeth and chased after him at a sprinting speed.

"Whirring whirring!"

After catching up with Kuhoro Aoki, who was leading the charge, and running at full strength for a few minutes, the few people who were in poor physical condition began to pant.

Fujii ran leisurely and followed in the middle of the queue. Suhara next to him followed without difficulty, while the new team member Fukuda Shogo was at the front of the queue and his steps were also very relaxed.

Aoki Hisahoro gradually slowed down, and the distance to Mount Fuji in the distance had become more than half closer.

Just as everyone's breathing calmed down, Hisahoro Aoki suddenly increased his speed again, and now less than half of the people could keep up with him.

Is it a variable speed running method? In a simulated race, is it a sudden forceful run, as well as the usual movement speed?

Fujii sensed the suspicion, and after several sprints and jogs, he slowed down. When he arrived at the foot of Mount Fuji, only Fujii was still able to do so with ease. Suhara and Fukuda Shogo were both sweating on their foreheads, and their physical strength was somewhat unrecoverable. But the others,

He was even thrown hundreds of meters away, panting non-stop.

"A football match is not a marathon or a sprint. It requires athletes to have explosive power and last until the end of the ninety minutes. If you are unlucky, it will take thirty minutes of overtime. Ordinary players will basically not be able to run in the overtime."

Hisahoro Aoki waited for the lagging players at the bus stop at the end, explaining his intention to them.

"Professional players in the 1980s and 1990s often ran only seven or eight kilometers in a game, but in modern football in the 21st century, 10,000 meters is just the starting point, and 13,000 meters can be considered a mid-level player in the top league.

level."

"It's just a twelve-kilometer journey on flat ground. Only when we go up the mountain in a week will you realize what professional-level physical training is."

After waiting for everyone to gather, Aoki Kuhoro took a step forward, changing speed every few hundred meters, which tortured most of the people into unspeakable misery. However, the character of the islanders who did not want to be isolated made them grit their teeth and hold on until they waited.

After the six-kilometer run back, the only ones left standing were Fujii and Suhara, who was halfway up.

"The young man is in good physical condition! I really didn't notice it."

Aoki Kuhoro himself was a little out of breath, but Fujii's face remained calm, as if what he had just done was not a long-distance run, but a walk.

"I often ride a bicycle to school. The distance is long and there are many slopes. I got it from practice."

Fujii found a reasonable excuse. It was obviously the bonus of Golden Finger, which he attributed to his daily exercise.

"Mountain bike or road bike? Your thigh muscles are not obvious. Have you been practicing for a long time?"

The expert Aoki Hisahoro looked up and down and commented.

"Oh, here comes the last one, classmate Yoshiyuki Konishi."

Just as Fujii was thinking about how to respond, the last person left behind lowered his head and returned to the team, looking inexplicably depressed.

Hisahoro Aoki asked the entire team to take off their sneakers and pile them into the pool next to the training ground. The last person to finish training would be responsible for cleaning the entire team's shoes.

This is a way to motivate people. Hisahoro Aoki has been using it for many years and has proven successful every time.

"Coach Aoki, I have mysophobia and want to wash myself."

Fujii raised his hand, and without waiting for consent, he took one of the large brushes by the pool, squatted next to Konishi Yoshiyuki, who was about to cry, and brushed his sneakers without saying a word.

"I have it too."

Suhara, who was a little hesitant at first, imitated Fujii and started cleaning his own shoes.

"I'm also a germophobe."

"Shoes brushed by others are not clean."

"Don't you wear the same pair of shoes for a month?"

"Stop blabbering and come and clean your shoes! Fujii has already done it himself."

The current students, seniors, and juniors of the school team all started wearing their own sneakers. Tokihiro Training Base prepared three sets of equipment for them to replace, which were more ergonomic than what they used on their own.

"thanks, thanks."

Konishi Yoshiyuki lowered his head and kept talking. Captain Nakamura touched him with his shoulder and said comfortingly.

"We are all a unit, and we would never abandon our companions."

Doesn't it seem like you can't use wolf management?

Although this kind of result is not common, Aoki Kuhoro has seen some in his many years of training and teaching. The teams that have this kind of result are not necessarily strong teams, but they must be very united and have higher tactical execution.

After everyone washed their sneakers, Suhara dragged his heavy body back to the dormitory. Fujii, who was in the same room, actually still had the energy to play games on the computer in the dormitory.

Diablo 2? It’s an antique from how many years ago? It’s so old-fashioned.

After taking a shower, Suhara glanced at the screen. The mage controlled by Fujii Shu used a fireball to explode the corpse of the zombie boss in the underground cave. It got angry and actually produced a dark gold ring.

Damn it, this is the background drop! How come I never get any good stuff from the corpse on fire?

Qi Yuan got closer and closer, and finally couldn't help but suggest.

"Is there an identification scroll in the backpack? Look at the attributes."

(End of chapter)