"Well, so Asi, did the overseer personally cook your dinner yesterday?"

"Hey, it's fake. The instructor looks like he knows how to use a knife, but he probably doesn't use it to cook. ”

"I dare to assert that this guy is lying."

In the middle of class, at the desk of Hasuki Tsukasa in Class A of one year, Yukiichi and Kuramochi and others came up when they smelled it.

Seeing everyone's disbelief, Lianmusi could only helplessly spread his hands and say that he would follow you.

But I shouldn't say it, the dinner made by Coach Kataoka last night was still good, although it was not as good as the classmates under the snow, but it was worthy of the title of a high-quality single man.

"By the way, I heard that Senior Chris said that your second army is going to hold a civil war tomorrow, do you know the situation of the grouping?"

Suddenly, what Chris senior said last night sounded in his mind, and Hasuki asked Miyuki and the others.

"Oh, that's what you say." Miyuki Kazuya smiled, and then glanced at Yoichi Kuramochi beside him and smiled.

"Hehe, me, Kawakami and Aso are all in a group. Only Kuramochi is with his seniors. ”

"Cut, the game depends on individual strength, and it has nothing to do with grouping or anything."

Kuramochi pursed his lips and said nonchalantly. When Hasuki saw it, he smiled and bumped his fists with him, feeding him chicken soup.

"Oh, that's a beautiful thing to say, Kurachi, so I wish you to defeat them in advance."

"Hey, so why did you want me to be blown up?"

Miyuki-san on the side had another black line after hearing Hasuki Division's words. Why do your own pitchers like to scare themselves so much, hey!

"Cut, it's not certain who blows up. Don't cry after tomorrow's game! ”

Aso, who had been standing on the side for a long time, finally spoke, and he said after glancing at Kuramochi.

"Huh? It's supposed to be you who will cry, right? ”

"Bastard, it's definitely you!"

"It's you!"

"Hey, it's already going to class, so please go back to your respective places."

Looking at the two who were about to kiss, Hasuki stood up in time. Under the reminder of the bell, the two also slowly separated, pouted and returned to their respective positions.

"Whew, tomorrow. It might be a little dangerous to go alone, so let's take To-san with you. ”

After the three of them left, Hasuki Division's position finally became much quieter. He turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, and for a moment he thought a little about his predecessors.

At the same time, in Class B of the third year, Higashi's seniors seemed to feel the call of Hasumuji.

"Dongqingguo! Stand up for me! ”

"Hey! Supervise! ”

Listening to this familiar name, Superintendent Kataoka was silent for a while before slowly speaking.

“…… You have to call me teacher during class, and I don't allow students to sleep in class during my time, so you can go out and sober me up. ”

"Yes, Overseer!"

“……”

The students who watched this scene silently finally couldn't help it, and for a while, there was laughter in class B for three years.

The teacher in the next class couldn't help but sigh and envy Coach Kataoka. When will I be able to give such a wonderful lecture that can resonate with all my classmates.

Between laughter and laughter, the day of the baseball boy slowly turned over.

In the afternoon of the next day, in the B field of the baseball club of Qingdao High School, the game held by the personnel of the second army arrived as scheduled.

It's a pity that Higashi-senpai didn't come to the appointment with Hasuki Division, so Hasuki could only hide in the corner by himself and peek.

No way, the referee is Coach Kataoka.

Kawakami, the pitcher who started on Miyuki's side, and Kawashima Senpai on Kuramochi's side, the first side to attack in this game was Kuramochi's side, and the batter in the hitter area was himself.

[Hehe, Kawakami will come here directly, that guy in Kuramochi will never dare to order it directly. If he's going to run, teach me how to deal with it. 】

Looking at Yoichi Kuramochi, who was swaying around him and making a striking shape, Yukiichi also smiled and made a secret signal to Kenshi Kawakami.

[Whew, this kind of matching, it's really your style, Yuxing.] 】

On the pitcher's mound, Kawakami, who was a little nervous because of the starter, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth after looking at Miyuki's code, and after calming down, his right arm waved out high.

"Whew!"

"Smack!"

“strike！”

Kuramori, who had been in a striking gesture, took the bat back the moment he saw the white ball fly out.

But Yu Xing only dared to match the ball boldly after guessing his thoughts, and the baseball smashed into the good ball belt steadily. Announcing the failure of Kuramoto's tactic of trying to steal the ball.

"Bastard."

Listening to Coach Kataoka's judgment, Kuramochi turned his head to look at Miyuki, who was sinisterly smiling, and gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Alas, that stupid guy in Kurachi, so this time the banquet will be completely held by that guy Miyuki."

Looking at Kuramochi, who had returned to his normal striking posture, Hasuki sighed helplessly.

It seems that it is impossible to expect this kid to defeat Yuyuki.

Sure enough, the two of them immediately forced him to decide the winner after chasing him with two good balls. With no way out, he could only grit his teeth and play out, and then he was easily taken out.

After that, the second and third bats also relied on Kawakami's one-handed falling ball to successfully win the number of outs, and the two of them successfully went up and down three times in this game.

"Oh, that's a great shot, Kawakami."

"Nice ball, Kawakami! That's what I'm going to teach us. ”

"Yes, seniors!"

Kawakami, who ran back to his bench, faced the praise of his seniors, and his face was about to deform in an instant, and he smirked.

This time, what the seniors said came true, and in the face of the Kawashima seniors who had been with them for a long time, the seniors attacked as soon as they came up with a kind and friendly attitude.

In the case of a bat-to-base, the second batter was decisively sent out of the base, and although the subsequent three batters were taken, the four-batter managed to score a hit.

And in the case of the second out runner at first and third base, this man was ushered in, the brightest first-year player in the second army, Miyuki Kazuya.

"Haha, it's my turn at this time, if I can't fight, won't I be scolded to death by my seniors."

In the thug area, Yukiichi, who had just come on the field, also smiled and touched the back of his head, looking harmless to humans and animals.

"Bastard Yuyuki, if you can't fight at this time, you're not a man."

"Miyuki, come on."

Inside the bench, Aso has already begun to threaten Miyuki. Compared with him, Kawakami on the side is much more elegant.

"Haha, this kind of thing is not something I can fight if I want to."

Hearing his friend's encouragement, Miyuki smiled and licked his lips, staring at the pitcher's mound with burning eyes.

The showdown is imminent.

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

"Left field!"

The catcher's shout heralded the boy's successful hit.

Hitter Yukiichi also did not forget his lock ball after tangling with the pitcher for a few balls, and in the face of Kawashima's last low ball from the outside corner, a solid and stable blow to the outfield successfully knocked out, helping the team to score first.

"Hehe, sure enough. This guy is the same as Chris's predecessors, and they both like to guess what other people think. ”

Looking at the white ball flying high in the air, Hasuki Si, who was hiding in the shadows, chuckled.