Pushing open the door of the café, a brass bell on the door made a crunch, but Kitahara Shuji came in and took a look, and found that there was no one in the café - the decoration was quite stylish, and the location was good!

He was just about to ask if there was anyone twice, when a person in the corner leaned his head and waved his soft bow, and chuckled: "Beiyuan-san, I'm here." ”

Kitahara Shuji looked at it when he heard the sound and found that it was Suzuki Noshi, and his brows immediately furrowed slightly.

Seeing that he didn't move, Suzuki Noki got up and walked over directly, stretched out his hand and asked with a smile, "What about the letter?"

Kitahara Shuji took the letter and shone it at the light, and found that it was empty, but he didn't throw away the letter, but really handed it into Suzuki Hideki's hands, and said with a smile: "The letter has been delivered, then it's okay, I'll leave first, Suzuki-san." ”

Sending the letter is fake, deceiving yourself is true, this thing is not right, it is better to go first, and go back to settle the account.

Suzuki didn't stop him, just flicked the envelope and smiled: "It's good, this is finally remembering my 'old friend'...... Hey, Kitahara-san, if I can let you take the initiative to meet me for the first time, I can let you take the initiative to meet me for the second and third time. None of us are fools, so might as well save each other some time?"

Kitahara Shuji stopped walking, turned back to look at Suzuki Noshi, and she also tilted her head and looked at Kitahara Shuji a little playfully, with the unique style of a three-point girl - don't be deceived by this appearance, this is a very strong person in his bones. I wasn't happy to talk to her in the café last time, and this person didn't know what he had done, but he was able to drive the teacher to trick him into coming to the café.

Kitahara Shuji smiled and said, "Then what is the matter with Suzuki-san looking for me?"

He wanted to hear what Suzuki wanted to do, there shouldn't have been any big grievances before, and it didn't seem to be an ambush for himself, but he just wanted to talk to himself.

"Please sit down first, I'll get tired after standing for a long time! You can take any position you like, only the two of us are accepted here today. By the way, I like to sit in the corner. ”

"I like to sit close to each other. Kitahara Shuji didn't talk to Suzuki about any gentlemanly demeanor, picked up the seat at the door and sat down, and Suzuki smiled and sat down very accommodatingly opposite Kitahara Shuji - full of superiority in tolerance - and then smiled and asked, "What to drink?"

"Water!"

Noki Suzuki rang the table bell to summon a waiter, and then ordered: "Two glasses of water, one at 37 degrees Celsius, one at ......" She looked at Kitahara Shuji, and Kitahara Shuji said casually: "Feel free." ”

The waiter immediately went to prepare, and Suzuki Noki explained with a smile, "I have a bad stomach, so I can't drink anything too cold or too hot." ”

Kitahara Shuji didn't care, Suzuki Noki just wanted to drink 100 degrees of boiling water, it was her freedom, but she smiled again and asked, "What's the matter with me, Suzuki-san." ”

"If you want Kitahara-san to work for me, is it okay?"

"Potency?what?"

"How about playing baseball with me?"

Kitahara Shuji looked at her in surprise, a little unsure of what this meant, and asked strangely, "Baseball? Are you referring to softball?"

Baseball and softball come from the same source, but generally speaking, one outdoor and one indoor, the baseball field is large, the softball field is small, the boys generally play baseball, and the girls generally play softball - the private Daifuku School Park does have a women's softball team.

Of course, there are also men's softball games and women's baseball games, but in terms of scale, they are not ordinarily small - mainly because they are not easy to recruit, and generally girls playing baseball from the pitcher's mound pitch may not be able to throw the ball to the hitting area, even if the ball is thrown at a very slow speed, it is more difficult to hit than to hit, and the softball field is a little small for boys.

For example, the pitching distance for baseball is 18.4 meters, and the pitch distance for softball is 12.2 meters, which is the difference between 60 feet and 40 feet. Don't look at it, it's twenty feet off, but it's a different story entirely.

This Suzuki muki is going to play softball, right? But what does it mean to carry yourself?

The water was delivered, Suzuki was a strange special cup, and Kitahara Shuji was an ordinary glass. Noki Suzuki took a sip of water and smiled: "It's baseball, the school's baseball club is too disappointing, I'm ready to regroup, there is a lack of a good pitcher, are you willing to do it?"

Kitahara Shuji was strange, is this school run by your family? You said that if you re-form a team, you will form a team? But he didn't care, and replied casually: "No, I don't have time." ”

"What kind of ball are you good at?high-low ball?slideball?curveball?drop ball?four-stitch finger forkball?two-stitch fast ball?"

"I don't know how to play baseball, and I don't plan to learn it. Kitahara Shuji frowned slightly, can't this Suzuki Noki understand human words?

Suzuki Noshiki's expression did not change when he was rejected, and he still smiled: "I don't like to force others, Kitahara-san, but I do need a pitcher with potential, can you think about it again? ”

Although the other party deceived first, he spoke reasonably, and the previous deception can be defined as wanting to talk very much, but it is not unforgivable. Kitahara Shuji's expression also slowed down slightly, and he replied seriously: "I'm busy and don't have time to participate in club sports. Thank you for the invitation, Suzuki-san, go find someone else!"

Noki Suzuki lowered his head, his smile faded, and said softly, "Is this the only way it can be......?"

"I'm sorry. Kitahara Shuji stood up and prepared to leave, and it didn't take three people to carry a letter along the way, Fuyumi and Yukiri were still waiting across the road, and it was estimated that Yi Radish's temperament had long been impatient, and eighty percent secretly cursed people.

Noki Suzuki didn't get up to say goodbye, but said with some sadness: "My father loves baseball, and I hope to give him a good game, the Koshien game that I lead......"

It's not uncommon to like baseball in Japan, but Noki Suzuki's tone was a little pitiful, and Kitahara Shuji hesitated tentatively and said, "Ling Zun ......"

Noki Suzuki raised his eyes and glanced up, and there was a flash of crystal in his eyes, and Kitahara Shuji couldn't help but look up, but he could only see the ceiling, and he understood a little in his heart, and bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry." ”

It turned out to be for the deceased father, so it's more understandable to use some innocuous small means. Kitahara Shuji was silent for a while, looking at the sad girl and feeling a little soft-hearted, but he did have limited time, and it was true that he wouldn't, so he could only comfort him falsely: "I wish you can find a good candidate." Don't worry, there are a lot of boys in the school, and there are still two and a half years to go, so if you can't wait for the first grade next year, you will always find it slowly. ”

Suzuki Noki looked up and smiled, gentle as a flower, weak and sad with three points of strength, "I'm not in good health, two and a half years...... I probably won't have that much time left. ”

The café was well lit, and she sat there with her face slightly tilted, with tears on her eyelashes, her face pale, and her lips bloodless...... She is a girl who has been in the hospital for five months since her first year of high school, and she is notoriously sick.

Quite an excellent girl, with filial piety, did not give up on herself when she was seriously ill, but insisted on studying on the hospital bed, and under such harsh conditions, she could still be tied with herself, who was back in the furnace, which is worthy of respect, and even worthy of respect.

It's remarkable! I can only say that God is jealous, which is regrettable.

Kitahara Shuji couldn't help but sit back again, and asked softly, "Suzuki-san, what is the disease?" He wants to brush up on the [Medical] skill anyway, so that he can find a way to wake up Fukuzawa Naokaka in the future, if this girl's illness can persist until then, he feels that he can secretly do something, and it can be regarded as a good deed to save such a respectable girl.

"I was born with a cardiopulmonary impair, and as my body developed, my cardiopulmonary burden became heavier and heavier, and the doctor said a long time ago that I could sleep at any time and not wake up. The shadow of death has always haunted me, so that I was autistic for a long time before, and even got Savant-Syndrome, and it was Savant-Syndrome that saved me and allowed me to appear in front of you today. ”

Kitahara Shuji nodded slightly, his [medical skills] skill level has been brushing, although it hasn't been brushed up yet, but the medical books have been fused a lot, needless to say, the cardiopulmonary function is not sound, it is easy to understand, the importance of those two organs does not need to be nonsense, as long as there is a problem, people can't stand it, and he also knows that Savant-Syndrome is a disease, which can be called "scholar syndrome".

It has a 1 in 2,000 chance of appearing in people with developmental disabilities such as autism, autism, and Asperger's syndrome, and is characterized by a talent for music, drawing, computing, cartography, and building 3D models, with a 1 in 100,000 chance of producing a supergenius.

For example, Mr. Peak, the prototype of the "Rain Man" movie, has a mechanical memory, knows more than 15,000 books, and can name the number, telephone, zip code, and history of every city, village, street, and highway he passes through...... It is known as a living "encyclopedia".

Another example is that you can have strong mental arithmetic skills, such as instantly saying how many seconds a person has lived for 65 years, 3 months and 7 days.

The human brain is amazing, and the potential is far from being developed to the end - for Suzuki Noshi, this is a blessing in the midst of great misfortune, a ray of light in hell.

It is no wonder that she was able to get a perfect score in her first year of high school, and such a person cannot use common sense to speculate that there are many painters, writers, musicians, architects and even scientists in the history of mankind who have achieved extraordinary achievements due to this disease.

A little luck in despair made people feel even more sad, and Kitahara Shuji stretched out his hand and said softly, "Can you let me shake your hand, Suzuki-san." ”

He had already believed it, and it felt completely reasonable, and now he was just using his skills to determine the condition, to judge how long the poor girl could last. If he could save it, it wouldn't hurt to save it secretly, and he didn't even want to get any benefits, just felt pity and sympathy.

Noki Suzuki nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to shake Shuji Kitahara, and said softly: "Your hands are very warm, thank you, Kitahara-san! I have seen you throw tennis, you have great potential, Kitahara-san, as long as you train under my guidance, you can become the ace of a team, and you can help me complete the ...... before my life dies."

She couldn't go on as she spoke, as Kitahara Shuji held her hand harder and harder, and her face became more and more ugly. She felt a little painful, and couldn't help but say: "Don't feel sorry for me, Kitahara-san, please relax, I have already felt your heart, it is really very warm......"

Kitahara Shuji didn't let go of his hands, looked up and smiled, "Sad? It seems that there is nothing to be sad about...... Suzuki-san, did Ling Zun really pass away?"