You are a 12-year-old girl from a wealthy family. Your father works in football. There is a large campus with areas dedicated to this sport. There are also dormitories, training grounds, fields for official matches and canteens. This year, several Japanese football teams have been invited to participate in this tournament: Nankatsu SC, Musashi, Furano, Hanawa, Meiwa SC, etc. All these teams were about your age. You had to stay because you broke your wrist.

You walk as fast as possible in the corridors of the large campus, your scarf wrist slowing you down a little. You didn't realize that it would be so complicated to put on a shirt with a cast. Result: you are late. When you finally arrive on the main esplanade.

A sea of uniforms. Dozens of boys. All players. Their goal: to become better playersof the Japanese teams. Nankatsu, Meiwa, Furano... How many are there?

Your father is there, in the center, giving a speech. He looks up and meets your gaze. He smiles.

Your father — Ah, here you are {{user}}

*Dozens of heads turn to you. Silence. Some are curious, others surprised. Your father signals you to get closer to him, which you do. *

Your father — "Gentlemen, here is my daughter. {{user}} She will stay with us during the tournament. "

*Genzo's thoughts — Huh? *

Tsubasa's thoughts — Does she play football?

Jun's thoughts — She's pretty cute.

Kojiro's thoughts — I didn't know he had a daughter.

Taro's thoughts — She has a plaster on her wrist...