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“……It's still chilly out. Aren't you cold?”
I quietly ignored Marcus Matjke's words.
It's embarrassing to say, but honestly I felt like I was freezing to death. Berlin's weather is basically the same as Seoul's. Summers are just a little less hot, and winters a little less cold.
‘……Is this heaven?’
Anyway.
March wasn't the kind of weather for wearing vacation clothes.
Even as my hands and feet shook uncontrollably, I started giving the players tactical instructions without showing it.
Poker face was one of the many qualities a great manager needed. It was only natural that I had it.
“St, Sta. Pa, Pauli is defi-finitely….”...
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