"Touching the ball, jealous of my handsome face so you want to hit me with the ball?"

Kyosuke Hojo raised his eyebrows and asked in amazement.

"yes."

Ryota Tsuchitani's face was full of sadness, he was not praising Kyosuke Hojo who was turning the corner, but he was really worried. If Hojo does play well on the court, then it is almost predictable that he will inevitably eat a lot of touch balls.

"In baseball, once the "hitter" is hit by a touch ball, he will be sent to base, so when encountering a strong "hitter", the "pitcher" can choose to throw the touch ball directly to escort the hitter to avoid being hit by a home run or something like the opponent."

Dotani explained that Hojo-kun didn't even know baseball uniforms, and he didn't expect the other party to understand the rules of baseball. Fortunately, baseball can be played even if you don't know any rules, and it's not uncommon for sprinters who don't know anything about baseball to achieve good results in baseball games.

"It's that simple?"

Kyosuke Hojo had a smile on his face, quite happy.

"Simple?"

"yes, it doesn't make sense that others can throw the ball but I can't throw it, right? Just send all the opposing pitchers off the court and win, right? I'm still pretty confident in my arm strength. ”

Kyosuke Hojo moved his arms up and down, and his heart relaxed. Sending away the opposing players one by one, this kind of game rule is so convenient.

"Seeing that Minister Tsuchiya was so serious before, I thought the game would be very difficult, don't worry, leave it to me!"

"Bastard, what are you talking about! If you really play like you, Koshien will end in a week, and the organizer will change from a news group to a pharmaceutical group! ”

Tsuchiya said loudly, what an outrageous idea, it must be destroyed when it first sprouts!

"Hitting the head or being otherwise dangerous can be sent off by the referee, and 90 percent of the fights that happen on the baseball field are caused by touching the ball, which is very unscrupulous! I have high hopes for you in Hojo, and it would be a loss to use you to exchange for a beater on the other side, and you should forget this idea immediately......"

A good high school student just babbled for a long time like an old mother, for fear that his star of hope would be sent out in the first game.

"That's right."

Kyosuke Hojo nodded clearly, but he didn't give up in his heart, as far as he knew, there was a wall not far behind the beater, so could he throw it at the wall and bounce back?

"Rest assured, I can't be hit, and with my dynamic vision and nervous response, the moment the ball flies over is enough for me to tell if it's coming at me and decide whether to throw the bat out or not. If it was deliberately smashing me in the face, I guarantee my bat will hit him in the head first. ”

He said seriously, Tsuchiya Liangtai didn't hide his love for himself at all, and he Hojo Kyosuke was not a person who didn't know what to do.

"No!! It's even more outrageous, not going to the hospital to going to prison, right!? It's a sport, race first, safety second! Anything that will cause harm to oneself or others is forbidden! Absolutely, don't think about killing your opponent with physical blows!! ”

Ryo Tsuchitani is so crazy, when I contacted it before, I couldn't tell that Kyosuke Hojo was such a violent maniac. Although he is the leader of the dance club, he looks like a gentleman compared to the brainless Yumu.

No, wait!

A bolt of lightning flashed through Ryota Tsuchitani's mind, and he suddenly realized something.

In addition to being a two-time individual winner of the National Kendo Competition for Middle School Students, the hope of neon kendo, the gold medal of the Neon Math Olympiad, a well-known cartoonist, the home of the most promising writer of the new generation, and the demon who ranked first in the total martial arts high school score list of King's Landing, Hojo Kyosuke's earliest and most widely known identity to the Tokyo metropolitan student body is-

Tokyo's fiercest and most violent bad Angel's second generation of eyes and handsless demons

Thinking of this, Ryota Tsuchiya's eyes changed a little, and he was no longer surprised by Hojo Kyosuke's previous violent remarks.

This guy, from the moment he touched a baseball bat, wasn't he used to play ball, right?

Worst! Isn't it possible that a body memory has already been formed?!

Ryo Dotani was so frightened that the image of Kyosuke Hojo holding a baseball bat on the field and shooting all the opposing players in the head one by one already came to mind.

Don't! You can't use a bat in a baseball fight! Everyone fights in a friendly way, and they have to throw away their sticks before fighting!

"No, you can't! Hojo! Remember, neither a bat nor a baseball can fall on people! If you can't control the urge to hit someone with a bat, come to me, even if you kill me, it doesn't matter to you! ”

Ryota Tsuchiya shouted tremblingly.

So Hojo Kyosuke's eyes unconsciously drifted to the baseball bats neatly arranged in the corner of the lounge, and Ryota Tsuchitani not only lips but also his body trembled.

"Minister Tsuchitani, you misunderstood, I've never hit anyone with a baseball bat."

Ryota Tsuchitani breathed a sigh of relief.

"After all, I am a personal disciple of Beichen Yidaoliu, and I will be scolded by the master for using a baseball bat or something, I use a bamboo knife."

"No! Bamboo knives must not be brought to the playing field, and if you use a baseball bat, you can still quibble, but if you use a bamboo knife, you really can't help! ”

Ryota Tsuchitani's heart ached.

"Hahahaha, no kidding, I still know that you can't hit people in the game, don't worry."

Kyosuke Hojo patted the shoulder of the cute minister in front of him, what a pity, it's not a beautiful girl.

The beautiful girl minister who is eager to break into Koshien, the outstanding genius player, the empty club lounge, the three elements are gathered, and the style of painting immediately changes from the royal road to the field that Ying Li Li is good at.

"Haha, that's a joke."

Ryota Tsuchitani exhaled a breath of turbidity and breathed a sigh of relief.

"yes."

"That's right, a game is a game, how can you hit someone, that's what only losers do. Let's go, let's go to training. ”

"yes."

Well? How do you feel a little perfunctory?

Ryota Tsuchiya frowned, paused as he walked towards the door, and turned to look at Kyosuke Hojo.

Wait, game, beating......

For Kyosuke Hojo, who has won 30 people in the National Kendo Tournament, it is common sense that the competition is to fight talents, right?

The Minister gasped.

"Let's go, minister, if you don't go, you won't have time to train." Kyosuke Hojo urged.

"Oh, oh, no, you have to frog jump after running, and then you have to jump back and forth, jump in place......"

After saying this, Ryota Tsuchiya also came back to his senses, and he didn't think about it, he didn't know what it would become until the baseball stadium!

Thinking like this, his spirit became active again, and his heart was full of anticipation.

After closing the door, Kyosuke Hojo carried his equipment and followed Ryota Dotani to the baseball stadium. There are a lot of things that are very miscellaneous, and they are packed with a ball with the word "Zongwu" written on it, and they will have to carry this bag when they go to other places to play games in the future.

Except for the indoor gymnasium and a few sports fields that require the use of concrete floors, most of the sports fields of Zongwu High School are sandy land, even the running track.

Whether it's because they want students to get close to nature or because the school facilities are old and can't afford to renovate them, no one knows. In short, the sandy ground is not hard to step on, and even if you run barefoot on it, you will not be embarrassed, so everyone performs barefoot at the annual sports festival.

The soil on the baseball field is also special, in which the type and proportion of sand and soil have specific requirements, and the members of the baseball club spend a long time tidying up the land after each day of training, leveling the land with various tools and removing garbage. After all, the person who has to slide and brake on the dirt is himself, so even if it is very hard, everyone is very attentive. If you don't have to worry about it, you won't be able to do it, you will be taught a lesson by your predecessors.

Kyosuke Hojo stood on the sidelines, rubbing the fluffy ground on his toes, thinking wildly as he got used to the peculiar feeling of spikes.

But......

He looked up and looked ahead, the baseball club had already finished walking, and they would spread out and stand in place and jump on the bed's legs. The team, which was still white just now, already had several people's clothes stained red with dirt.

He looked at his clothes with a somewhat ugly face, not daring to imagine what it would feel like sweat mixed with dirt sticking to his body later.

A sandy playground is always good, but it is difficult to hide its shortcomings.

If it was a windy day, the school building would not dare to open the windows at all, and once the windows were opened, the sand would pour in, and even the residents around the school would be worried. The same goes for rain, and a light rain can shut down exercise classes.

It's no wonder that Tuya just took out the laundry as an important bargaining chip and said, it turns out that this is really a life-threatening matter.

"Hey, Hojo, hurry up."

The sudden shout interrupted Kyosuke Hojo's thinking, and just now he had already begun to think about whether to buy Panasonic washing machine or Hitachi's. He couldn't afford a big man to do his laundry, and privately sponsoring a washing machine was nothing worth it to him.

"Okay, here we are—"

He looked up in a loud response, and ran away. He has a slight cleanliness fetish and obsessive-compulsive disorder, but is by no means a hypocritical person. When there are conditions, they will try to meet their own problems, but when they are not conditional, they will not be blind.

For example, picky eaters and picky eaters, the former just eats less things, and is not particular about the taste of food, as long as it is something that can be eaten, it can be eaten happily. The latter is able to eat, but it has to be eaten well.

As long as everyone is dirty, then I'm not clean?

With this in his heart, Kyosuke Hojo ran into the team.

"Good morning, Hojo-senpai!"

"Good morning, Hojo-kun!"

"Good morning, Hojo ......"

A variety of greetings rang out, and the members of the department stopped and spoke in their own capacity as the most powerful Kyosuke Hojo. The names are different, but the expressions are all the same. Although Hojo-kun's application for admission has been approved, this is the first time everyone has seen each other on a baseball field.

Really, are you going to play together?

Such thoughts exploded in their minds like Hong Zhong Dalu's voice, and everyone was excited.

It's not just Ryota Tsuchiya who saw the change in the kendo club alone, when he went to the kendo club to grab people, all the members of the baseball club went out together, and he got Hojo Kyosuke at all costs!

Really, we're going to play together!

A group of people were red-faced, and if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, they would have shouted excitedly.

"Good morning."

Kyosuke Hojo also responded with a smile, and called out the names of the members one by one.

Everyone who was about to introduce themselves was stunned, completely unexpectedly that Kyosuke Hojo would be able to call his name.

For everyone's reaction, someone just smiled lightly, what a joke, he always does things before he moves. Before the award ceremony, they would ask Misaki and Hirosaka to help gather information, not to mention the baseball club's companions who were going to fight Koshien together. Don't mention the name, he even knows it clearly that he has been in love a few times in the other party's country. If he hadn't sternly refused, that guy would have already presented all the black materials of the subordinates.

"With this information, big brother, you can master the entire baseball club in an instant."

At that time, it was a pity that Tesaki Tetsuta was still very sorry, but his regretful mood didn't last long before he said, "But with the strength of the eldest brother, I don't need these things at all, so I'll deal with this annoying thing."

Looking at the faces full of spirit and excitement in front of him, Kyosuke Hojo was relieved that he was really a good person and guarded everyone's happiness from Shisaki's hands.

Just when the atmosphere was in a good mood, a discordant voice suddenly sounded.

"Good morning, Koshien のticket-kun!"

The smile on Kyosuke Hojo's face froze, but before he could speak, everyone in the baseball club burst into laughter.

"Good morning! Koshien の ticket Jun! ”

The teenagers in baseball uniforms shouted in unison, not hiding their ambitions and expectations for Kyosuke Hojo.

"Good morning! Tickets! ”

With Hojo Kyosuke, you have a ticket to Koshien!

This is the words that impress the people of the baseball club to go to the kendo club to grab people, and in private, everyone often refers to Hojo Kyosuke as "Ticket King". It's not disrespect, it's a great respect. The man had the tickets for everyone to go to Koshien in his hand, and he had to work hard to get to Koshien.

"Hahaha-"

Kyosuke Hojo also laughed, and everyone's openness made him feel good. It is not terrible to be relied on, but it is terrible to be relied on by people who have no gratitude.

"Alright, let's start training, and I'll talk about it when we have dinner in the evening!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost over, Minister Ryota Dotani clapped his hands and shouted.

"Yes!"

Training continues, baseball is a high-intensity sport, not only a large amount of exercise, but also high requirements for the whole body muscle groups, so the preparation activities must be sufficient, otherwise the injury will be very serious.

The tempered body also needs to be fully warmed up in order to exert 100% ability, and Kyosuke Hojo is also seriously active. But the strange thing is that the people from the kendo club also came over after running and stood aside and started training on their legs.

After the basic physical training was finally done, the people in the baseball club formed a circle, all staring intently at Kyosuke Hojo, who was holding a bat in the middle.

Koshien の Ticket Jun, it's time to swing the stick!

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