At this time, Miyake, a girl in the class, thought of something and asked,

"That Sawamura-san, will you be hungry when you train at night, do you need a supper?"

Rong Chun thought about it,

"Well..... managers will make some rice balls, but they will be hungry after training, after all, managers have a lot of work."

Hearing this Miyake Ichiki, he asked with some joy,

"Do you need someone to prepare some supper for you? I'm from the housekeeping department, because we can't finish what we cook, and it's always wasteful.

I can't use up the materials I bought, and my seniors have to go on a graduation trip in a few days, so everything is wasted, and we want to use all the materials recently.

If you can, our Home Department can make you some condolences for you. ”

"Really!? That's great! ”

Rong Chun, who has a big appetite and is always hungry, is naturally very happy to hear that there is such a good thing.

"But I need to ask the captain and the superintendent about this matter, I will take advantage of the lunch break to help you ask, can I reply to you in the afternoon?"

"It's good that you're willing to help, thank you~~~"

"If you really can, we should say thank you."

Witnessing everything in front of him, Kanemaru's eyes turned a little red with jealousy.

Before, it was just some comic friends, but since everyone went to watch the game, everyone has started to feed, and there is no distinction between men and women.

The most important thing is that he is also a member of the baseball club, but no one asks him!

When it was time for the lunch break, Rong Chun first ran to the second-grade classroom to find Yuyuki.

Because of the conflict that Ah Bian caused before, and because Ah Bian said their thoughts again, everyone returned to normal.

It is the sense of responsibility of the vice captain of the front garden that is very relevant to every team member, especially the second-year players.

"Ah, it's strange that you took the initiative to come to me."

Yu Xing was a little surprised to see Rong Chun coming, and couldn't help but ridicule.

"Miyuki senior, you're too noisy!"

"Huh!? Obviously you came to me....."

"Hey.... Alright, Silly Village, what are you looking for Miyuki? ”

"Good afternoon, Kuramochi senior, I have something I want to consult."

"Why don't you say hello to me..."

Rong Chun ignored Miyuki and continued,

"There is a girl from the housekeeping department in our class who said that if she wants to provide us with condolences for a period of time, can you?"

"Condolences?"

"Yes, it is said that there are too many products for ordinary practice, and there are many materials."

"That's right..... I don't think there's a problem. ”

Miyuki thinks this matter is very good, and there is nothing to object to. Rong Chun was waiting for him to say this,

"That's good, then I'll go to the overseer."

Seeing Rong Chun turn around and leave, Cangzhi hurriedly stopped him,

"Wait, Sawamura, do you know where Superintendent Kataoka's office is? Also, Mr. Takashima, who is looking for such a thing, is not an overseer. ”

“......”

"I'm sorry for you, Kuramochi Senpai."

In the end, Miyuki and Kuramochi escorted Eijun to Deputy Minister Takashima's office.

After retelling the matter, Deputy Minister Takashima did not reply immediately, but only said that he would first ask the teacher in charge of the home affairs department.

At the end of the second class in the afternoon, Eijun received a reply from Vice Minister Takashima Rei, saying that it was okay, just because Seido was going to conduct intensive training, and the consultant teacher of the Home Economics Department also agreed.

After that, the matter will be handed over to the Ministry of Home Economics, and Rong Chun does not need to pay attention to it.

After Rong Chun told Miyake the news, he got various handmade snacks from Miyake.

After class, when Rong Chun went to the training ground, he came to the training ground with a bag full of condolences.

"Wow, Sawamura, did someone bring you food again?"

Takeda said with some envy, and Rong Chun nodded and shook his head.

"Although it was given by my classmates, it was all homework in the home economics class, and everyone gave me the best part of what they did, saying that I wanted to share it with everyone in the baseball club."

"Great!"

Hearing Rong Chun say this, the others screamed excitedly and surrounded Rong Chun and took the snacks from Rong Chun's hands.

"Woo, I didn't expect that I would be able to eat handmade cookies made by girls for a day."

It was Yoshioka, a sophomore, who spoke to the baseball club, but the one who was always forgotten because he was too inconspicuous.

When he got the biscuit, he didn't rush to eat it, but sniffed it and rubbed it against his cheek.

Rong Chun looked at his movements like an idiot, and he didn't know where to start if he wanted to complain, so he could only break his young man's heart flatly.

"That Yoshioka-senpai, I'm embarrassed to tell you that the biscuit in your hand is made by a contemptible person....."

The surrounding scene suddenly fell silent, and then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Poof. Hahahaha....."

"Mourning, Yoshioka ....."

"I think it would be more convincing for you to put the smile on your lips!"

"Hahahaha...."

Yoshioka, whose wonderful fantasy was shattered, opened the bag of cookies while chattering,

"Really, handmade biscuits, as long as the girls don't have them, it's fine? Why yours is in there, too! ”

"Of course, that's because I also took a home economics class, and I think the cookies I made are very delicious, obviously I made a lot of them, and in the end there were only a few bags left, and I let my classmates divide them."

Yoshioka thought it was a little incredible, shouldn't a class like home economics be a joke for boys?

He carefully took out a biscuit and tasted it, his pupils dilated suddenly,

"It's delicious...."

"No, I'll try too..."

After Yoshioka sighed, a group of people who had been eyeing him for a long time surrounded him, and they finished dividing one by one.

Yoshioka stared at the empty bag in his hand with wide eyes and wailed,

"Don't you guys have all of them? Why are you robbing me! ”

"Because I'm curious, okay, don't be angry, I'll give you this one!"

Kawakami shyly handed him the biscuit that had not yet been opened in his hand.

After Rong Chun saw it,

"Oh~~, that was made by a girl.,The result of Nana, the deputy head of our class."

"Nana?"

Yoshioka is more concerned about the intimate name of Rong Chun, who is more concerned about girls doing.

"Wait a minute, ..... Sawamura"

Yoshioka exuded black aura all over his body, and put his hand on Rong Chun's shoulder,

"Why are you so intimate?"

"Huh? What the? ”

Rong Chun was a little puzzled,

"Don't pretend to be stupid, why do you call a girl so intimately, is she your girlfriend?

Didn't you kid have a girlfriend in Nagano? I actually pedaled two boats!! ”

Rong Chun had no idea how his senior's brain circuits grew and how such a relationship was established.

But watching more and more seniors begin to blacken, and there are seniors muttering,

"It's just a mere village..."

In order to prevent the situation from spreading in a strange direction, Rong Chun hurriedly explained,

"Because there are two chestnut mountains in our class, in order to make it easier to distinguish between us, we took advantage of the deputy squad leader as Nana! Isn't it, Kanemaru! ”

Because what Sawamura said was the truth, Kanemaru also expressed his agreement and did not make trouble for Rong Chun at this time.

Seeing that Kanemaru also spoke out to help himself, Rong Chun's courage was also a lot bigger, and he retorted to his seniors.

"And Wakana is my young tame in Nagano, not my girlfriend who said it many times, hey, why don't you remember it well."

Hearing that Rong Chun didn't have a girlfriend, the seniors returned to their usual gentle and calm appearance, as if everything just now was an illusion.

Only the crushed biscuit in Yoshioka's hand bears witness to all this.

Obviously he was kind enough to send condolences to his seniors, and Rong Chun, who almost caused a killing disaster, felt that he was so tired.

In order to take revenge on the seniors, Rong Chun ran to be a ball feeder today, which can be said to be a trick on the seniors.

However, the simple baseball teenagers didn't notice it, they just thought that their ace was really powerful.

Such a unilateral revenge made both sides very satisfied, which is really gratifying, gratifying.

The time of class is not fast, whether it is slow or not, and everyone ushered in the first senior devil training week.

When it was dawn on Saturday, the players who were still immersed in their sleep, looking at the seniors who were collectively smiling opposite, all woke up.

'It's like... It's not good! ’

When it comes to training camps, the beginning is naturally the most basic lap.

Compared with the usual morning training, this running training is much more violent, a little slower, a little lazy, the eyes of the seniors will be killed, and they will shout their names and reprimand them loudly.

In such an environment, no one dared to be lazy, all of them drove at full speed, sprinting forward.

By the time the running training is over, there are few players who can stand normally.

After the run, everyone was greeted not with a delicious breakfast, but with a training session.

Everyone must complete their own swinging training, and the number of times is set by Chris's senior, who is in charge of collecting information.

He has made a lot of preparations according to the situation of his juniors.

The person responsible for testing whether everyone's swing is qualified is to form a group of swinging seniors led by seniors.

Only those who agree with it can be considered qualified and be able to enjoy breakfast.

Under the training of the devil's predecessors, the other team members felt the feeling of not being able to swallow for a long time.

After breakfast, the players, who are not suitable for strenuous exercise, were pulled to do flexibility training, which was to reduce the chance of injury.

After almost digesting, it's pitching drills, catch-up drills, and goalkeeping drills.

Compared to the Devil's Week, which has only one Kataoka overseer, the blow of the rotation of the seniors makes everyone more tired.

After all, Kataoka is basically silent when he oversees the attack, and the seniors are different, and the way of ridicule is never the same, which can make you lose confidence.

After experiencing physical and mental devastation, the team members felt that the lunch was so delicious and the surroundings were so harmonious.

The seniors were not unaware of the struggling efforts of the players, so they left enough time to rest at noon.

After the lunch break, everyone was in good shape, thinking that the next step was the players who were guarding the training, and they were facing a red-white match.

More than 50 active players were divided into two courts in AB and played against each other separately.

Most of the Seido players have one or two guard positions, so the positions of the match vary a lot.

The mixed game of one army and two armies allows everyone to understand each other better, and the score is often in a stalemate.

After the game, there is a collective reflection meeting, where the opponent talks about the shortcomings and strengths of the opponent.

After a whole set, the afternoon time is basically over, and after practicing the swing of the stick, it is time for dinner.

The Senior Devil Training Week continues the previous tradition of training even after dark.

Basic weight-bearing running, jumping ladders, sprint running, ground walking, tire flipping and other items naturally appeared.

After high-intensity physical training, it is a jog around the field to let everyone find their form.

Do you think that's the end of it? Not!

At the end of the run, a few frames of colored balls appeared in front of everyone.

Looking at this colored ball that he hadn't seen for a while, Rong Chun's ominous premonition became stronger and stronger.

Then I found that the senior Ohmae and the senior Nakata were looking at him with a smile.

"In order to let everyone not forget to study in the hard training, we have prepared a quiz for everyone."

Nakata senior said righteously, and then Omae senior added the rules.

"First we'll read you the questions and options, then red for option A, yellow for option B, blue for option C, and you have to shout out your answer and focus on the color you chose correctly."

Miyuki, who had been humiliated in this training, couldn't maintain his signature smile anymore, and he couldn't afford to hurt his scumbag.

"And the last point is that whoever hits the wrong person, or answers the wrong one, is punished."

Ohmae took out the box behind him, and there were several big words written on it.

Looking at the smiling appearance of the seniors, the players who were about to suffer just wanted to shout,

'Devil! ’

Because the number of seniors is relatively small, the seniors make the question, and the players are divided into two groups, one wave of the first to do the side that throws the ball, the other wave of blows, and replace after ten times.

Because Miyuki is a fighter who has experienced it before, he was assigned to the strike team and gave a demonstration for everyone.

Under everyone's surprised gaze, Miyuki hit the color ball he shouted ten times in a row.

The players who watched couldn't help but applaud him, and finally sent him to the punishment box.

“......”

"It's all hit, but you got the question right!"

Then Miyuki drew something from the box and handed it to Ryosuke Kominato, who was in charge of punishment.

Then with Miyuki covered in a cold sweat, Ryosuke Kominato made a perfect outfit for him!

"Poof.....

In the face of everyone's basically irrepressible laughter, Yuyuki twitched the corners of his mouth, didn't say anything, and came to his partner gently,

"Sa, it's your turn, Kurachi~~"

After someone gave a demonstration, everyone understood the specific way, and they scattered one by one and trained separately.