Chapter Seventy-Seven: For Yourself! (1st Update)

Qingdao High School Baseball Club, Superintendent's Office.

After the handsome middle-aged man proposed that idea, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Supervisor Kataoka looked at the senior in front of him through his sunglasses and didn't say a word.

Nobuhiko Okamoto looked at Kataoka confidently, as if he was very sure that Kataoka would definitely agree to his request.

The atmosphere became strange in this silence.

Slowly, Kataoka's eyes became sharper and sharper, and finally it was like a sword, about to be unsheathed.

He seemed to have made up some kind of determination, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something.

Just then, there was a knock on the door of his office.

"Knock knock, knock knock~"

When the words came to his lips, Kataoka finally swallowed them back, and by the time he spoke again, his expression had become very calm.

"Please come in!"

The door of the office was pushed open, and three people came in from the outside, namely Watanabe, Kudo, and Higashio.

"Excuse me!"

Watanabe's tone was calm, and he couldn't see much on his face. Maybe you see an outsider present and don't know what to say, right?

"This is Nobuhiko Okamoto, a senior who also graduated from our Seido High School."

Kataoka introduced.

Watanabe and Kudo hurriedly bowed down to say hello.

"Hello!"

"No need to do this, I'm not a few years older than you, just call me a senior like Kataoka~"

Nobuhiko Okamoto said with a smile. According to the world's newly promulgated standards for middle-aged people, he is not yet middle-aged.

Still young.

Kataoka Tiexin resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and completely ignored his senior's tricks.

"What's the matter?"

None of them are outsiders, and they can be completely outspoken.

At least from the standpoint of the Seido High School baseball team, everyone is not an outsider.

"The information of Daocheng Industry is ready! So I want to send it as soon as possible so that everyone can analyze it in the evening. ”

Watanabe's hand was holding a thick stack of materials, which he had prepared, about the beaters of Inagi Industry.

Superintendent Kataoka nodded very happily, and then said apologetically.

"I'm sorry, please do this behind-the-scenes work! It's been a hard time! ”

His attitude was very gentle.

"No...... I was a little confused at the beginning, but now I'm happy to be able to help the team. Or maybe it's better to just do it and contribute to the team as a manager. ”

Watanabe said suddenly.

This sentence is directly said to Superintendent Kataoka, and the meaning is completely different.

He was clearly determined.

When Nobuhiko Okamoto heard this, he glanced at Watanabe in surprise.

"Are you serious? Watanabe. ”

Supervisor Kataoka's words were solemn, giving the impression that the police were interrogating a prisoner.

"Are you saying this from your own heart?"

Watanabe was stunned for a moment, and finally his fists clenched tightly and he nodded affirmatively.

"Yes, it wasn't a spur of the moment. After the summer vacation, it is also the time when the new team is just starting to assemble and form a fixed lineup. Because of the temperature difference with the enthusiasm of the people around me, or rather the feeling of being left behind by the rest of the team, I always bothered me. I always had a question in my heart, I don't know if it's good to stay in the team with such a mentality? ”

Watanabe said seriously, "Now that I am the manager of the team, I feel inexplicably relaxed and feel that I am still with everyone. If we can contribute to the team, even if it's a big back job or something else, I'm willing. ”

For the team!

Superintendent Kataoka looked at Watanabe without saying a word, until Watanabe looked back at him with a determined gaze.

"What about you, do you think so too?"

Superintendent Kataoka turned his head to look at Kudo and Higashio.

"Yes, yes!"

Kudo's voice was a little nervous. But the attitude of answering is very firm.

"If we have the ability to help people exercise, maybe it's closer to the job of a trainer than being a manager."

Nobuhiko Okamoto, who was wearing a suit, heard this, and looked at the three people who looked ordinary in surprise.

I didn't expect them to be so specific.

Superintendent Kataoka was silent for two minutes without saying a word, and these two minutes were incomparably long in the hearts of the three Watanabe.

Halfway through, Kataoka said, "Indeed, there have been precedents in the past for players to become managers. However, most of them have been turned because of injuries. They are all a group of people who want to continue fighting, but can't do anything about it. Are you really sure you want to do this? ”

was said by Kataoka, and the hearts of the three of them were shocked.

They feel that a certain string in their hearts has been tightened.

"Hold out your hands and show me."

Superintendent Kataoka said.

The three obediently stretched out their palms and showed them to Kataoka.

Kataoka grabbed their hands one by one and kept stroking their palms.

This feeling, the feeling it gives people, is still very weird.

The three of them were all in a cold sweat, secretly thinking that their own superintendent would not have any bad habits, and they had never heard of it before.

"Small and small!"

After touching it for a while, Kataoka superintendent commented.

These four words made the three of them sweat coldly.

"The cocoons on the hands are thin and small, which is evidence of the inadequacy of wielding the stick."

Call!!!

When the three of them heard this, they were all greatly relieved, they almost wanted to be crooked just now.

"However, even these newly grown calluses will grow out of them if they insist on practicing swinging the stick every day."

"Now that you've made up your mind to become a team manager, why are you still practicing your swing? Is it also for the team? ”

To say that they are also for the team is.

This year, they were not even selected by the Second Army, and unless there was a miracle, there was no possibility of being able to play for Qingdao High School.

"No, it's not. This is because I have been doing this since I joined the ministry. When you stop suddenly, you feel very unaccustomed to ......"

The corners of Superintendent Kataoka's mouth finally softened a little.

"That means you've been wielding the baton for your own sake, right?"

For yourself!

Watanabe and the others looked up in surprise one by one, their eyes full of joy in trying to be seen.

"Even if there is only a trace of it, even if there is only a little flame left here, as long as you want to keep burning, then you must not give up. Keep swinging, even if it's one more swing, and desperately pursue what you want. It's not just for the team, it's for yourselves! ”

It's not just for the team, it's for yourselves!

Watanabe, Kudo, and Higashio never seemed to have thought about it, but now that they think about it, don't they?

They train hard, not only for the team, but for themselves.

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