In front of the Korni Training Base, the players who had been promoted to the Arsenal U18 Team were waiting here.
Not just them, but some players from lower-level youth teams were mixed in with them, full of expectation, completely different from when they had sent off the two back then.
"They're here."
Hans saw a van coming and adjusted the tie at his collar. Today, he appeared in his best state, even bringing his wife along.
"Isn't it this one, right?"
His wife stood beside him, a little doubtful. She had been dragged out by her husband and had to take a half-day leave.
"They probably don't have driver's licenses."
Hans explained briefly, worried his wife might look down on Ma'el and Gilbert, adding, "If they did, they'd surely be driving back in a luxury car themselves."
Don't underestimate him as the coach of Arsenal U18, he often trained the team at the same base as the first team.
