In fact, the range of Fujii trees to choose from is very small, except for basketball, only baseball and kendo have a national influence, especially baseball, which can be called the first in the sports of high school students, and the charm of Koshien can be said to be known to everyone.

"Baseball, I want to play baseball for a year."

After a moment's thought, he replied.

"Baseball?"

Principal Sakura groaned, if the combat effectiveness of the football club varsity team before Fujii Shu joined was five, the baseball club of Hachioji High School was the third in the lying state, and in the annual summer Koshien competition, it was a victory to be able to enter the second round of the place, and there was really nothing strong.

"Don't you think about changing it? Our school's basketball team is actually quite strong, and it has been in several national competitions. ”

Principal Sakura knows that Fujii Tree has a strong physical fitness, and he can find out if he understands a little bit about the reports and analyses of major media.

Therefore, in his opinion, basketball is the safest new project, although I don't know if he can defend Kobe Bryant and James alone, but playing a dozen high school basketballs, it is not a big problem.

But after thinking about it, the influence of baseball is also very strong, Principal Sakura nodded in agreement, anyway, he has already won a championship, and it is acceptable to overturn this time.

"Well, the school will also pay attention to the baseball program this year and give more support, so you can go back to class first."

Receiving an affirmative response, Fujii turned around and left the office, and around the next corner, Miyagi-sensei hadn't gone far.

"Principal Sakura, I didn't embarrass you, did I?"

Teacher Miyagi, who was leaning against the wall, asked not very reassuringly.

"Of course not, you're too worried, teacher."

Fujii Shu replied without thinking, a student like him who brought great honor to the school, it was too late for the school to win over.

On the first day of school, after sending Hasezi off from school, on the way home, I passed by the shop that sold sporting goods and musical instruments, and the owner was still the long-haired literary and artistic youth.

"Ding Ding Dong!"

Pushing open the glass door of the store, touching the ringing of wind chimes, the literary young store manager, who was playing with his mobile phone behind the cash register, looked up at him.

"Do you have baseball pitcher gloves and balls?"

Straight to the point, Fujii explained the intention.

Football is no longer practiced, is it?

The store manager, who had seen him buy a soccer ball sale a year ago, looked thoughtful and pointed to the side of the shelf, where rows of baseball-related items were in rows.

"2960 yen? It's too expensive, isn't it? ”

Fujii was surprised to find that the price of a pair of pitcher's gloves was twice as expensive as that of a football, and he couldn't help but make a sound.

"If you are a beginner, I recommend you to buy this kind of training gloves, which are smaller, lighter, and cheaper, 2,200 yen is enough."

The store manager guessed that he was unhappy with the price, picked up a pair of yellow training gloves and handed them to him.

Originally, the purpose of buying professional gloves was to train baseball skills, but Fujii chose cheaper training gloves and a baseball, which cost a total of 3,000 yen.

When I went home with my new equipment, I erected a wooden stick in the courtyard built by my family, and fixed a net bag at the top, and the opening was an iron ring with a diameter of 10 centimeters, so that I didn't have to worry about picking up the ball when I threw the ball.

Fujii put on his old and earthy training gloves, opened a distance of ten meters, learned to pitch baseball on TV, raised his left leg, twisted forward, and gently threw the ball.

"Baseball: Lv. 1/1%, gain 0.01 free attribute."

The ball fell into the net, and with 2.4 agility, he was not a problem with this difficulty.

He picked up the baseball and started throwing it again, his index and middle fingers stuck on the top of the ball, and the other three fingers slammed across the ball, which was a four-stitch fast straight ball pitching action, a technique he found with his phone.

The second throw, he didn't control the direction, the baseball grazed the net pocket and flew over, he didn't lose heart, anyway, he only planned to practice for a few days first, and then go to the baseball club for a trial when he had a little basic.

In the garden where the cherry blossom trees are in full bloom, the sound of training is heard again, and the cherry blossoms on the trees bloom and fall, creating a beautiful scene.

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"I'm back."

Walking into the entrance to change shoes, Miyagi Wakika returned home, her home was in Hachioji City, her parents lived with her, and she wanted to go out independently, but what she got was strong opposition.

"Hard work, Xiangxiang, let's eat first."

The housewife's mother, Kiko, took her briefcase, and in the restaurant, her father, Yosuke Miyagi, was drinking sake, cup after glass.

"Last week's blind date failed again, you are twenty-seven years old this year, and if you don't marry a good man, you won't have a chance."

Yosuke Miyagi, who was drunk, raised his head and accused his daughter that he was just an ordinary employee of a small club, and he couldn't be a leader after decades, and he put all his expectations of wealth and success on Miyagi Wakika.

"I wouldn't be with this kind of person if I'm a three-married bank minister in my forties."

Miyagi Wakika sat down to eat, and it was rare to refute it with a hard heart.

"What about last year's second son of the club? I'm about the same age as you, so why can't I talk about it? ”

"He..."Miyagi Wakika hesitated, he couldn't tell the truth, he was drugged by others, and he still relied on students to get out of danger, right?

"He's very attentive, I don't like it."

casually made an excuse, Miyagi Wakika no longer paid attention to her angry father, and went upstairs without eating.

"How did I give birth to a daughter like this? Not obedient at all, I don't understand the care of my parents. ”

Listening to Yosuke Miyagi's words, Wakika Miyagi finally came to the second floor, got into his room, and directly closed the door, completely isolating the outside world.

Her room is not large, ten square meters, there are no posters and other decorations on the wall, but there is an ink landscape painting hanging on it, which she bought from Huaguo Scenic Area during a university trip.

There is a computer in the room, which is also an old model left over from college, and is usually used to process some documents and watch TV dramas.

Turn on the power of the computer, the background picture on the desktop, it is the classic composition of the hero and heroine of "The Witch's Condition" lying in the white space, with chains tied to her hands and feet, she only liked this Japanese drama after working, because the heroine, who is also a teacher, has a slightly similar predicament to herself.

"I really envy you, you can resist, elope with students or something, if it's in reality, the police department will immediately issue a wanted warrant, right? Abducting minors, having bad relationships, having bad influences, and putting them in prison. ”

Mr. Miyagi reached out to touch the computer screen, but he couldn't touch the real thing, to say that the marriage partner he liked, the type of Fujii classmate in his class, was the best, his recent appearance seems to be more refined, and the temperament has changed a lot, but he usually converges that unique temperament, which will make people bump into the temperament.

"When will there be a real crush."

She complained, and she has always refused to compromise easily in terms of love.