Kyosuke Hojo's practice of a small test of the knife made the confidence of the people in the baseball club unprecedentedly high, and a bright future seemed to be close at hand. If it weren't for the fact that Mr. Taketaka had already been eliminated in the Tokyo Metropolitan Spring Competition, Ryota Tsuchitani would definitely have lifted Hojo-sensei up as soon as possible.

After explaining the rules of the game, things are simple, boring practice, and Kyosuke Hojo inevitably started the journey of pretending to be forced again.

Regardless of the score, it is a simple practice of swinging the bat.

Practice from easy to difficult, at the beginning just let the pitcher Fujikawa Masaki stand two meters in front of Kyosuke Hojo and slowly throw the ball to the most convenient place.

Bang! Phew-

The ball flew straight ahead, but fortunately this is the place of the baseball club, so there is no need to say more about safety and convenience.

"Wow——!!"

Although it was just a ball of average height and curve, the onlookers all exclaimed.

"You guys, spread out for me to train, what are you doing here, do you want to be beaten!"

Ryota Tsuchiya scolded with black lines on his head.

However, the onlookers were motionless, their eyes still staring straight at Kyosuke Hojo.

What if the bastards of the Kendo Department come to grab people again? Didn't you just tell us to guard Hojo-kun?

Besides, you're not the only one who wants to see Hojo-kun practice, we want to see it too!

Seeing that Kyosuke Hojo was used to the ball at this distance, Masaki Fujikawa took a few more steps back and threw the ball.

Bang! Phew-

"Wow——!!"

Swinging the bat, hitting the ball, the ball flew into the distance, and the heads of everyone in the baseball club continued to rotate with the ball, stretching their necks, opening their mouths, and dragging out long exclamations.

Masaki Fujikawa took a few more steps back and threw the ball.

Bang! Phew-

"Wow——!!"

High-flying balls, neat exclamations, flexible necks like ducks.

Ryota Tsuchiya scolded again, but it was useless, everyone was determined to surround Kyosuke Hojo.

The number one hitter in the department, Mao Tian Shizhu, did not simply watch the excitement, but also opened his mouth to say some tips that he had summed up.

Kyosuke Hojo nodded in thanks, for him, wielding a knife was something that had been integrated into his bones.

How to use the rotation of the waist and hips, when to straighten and when to bend the arms, what is the effect of slashing the opponent's body with which part of the blade, and the angle of swinging...... And so on and so forth. Although it was his first time playing baseball, his experience in kendo quickly turned into nutrients, and his baseball skills improved rapidly.

The difference between the two requires seniors like Maotian Shizhu to teach, and to slowly practice the transformation by yourself.

As Masaki Fujikawa stepped back closer and closer to the pitcher's mound, the ball speed became faster and faster, and the exclamations of Shiju and others became louder and louder.

Although I have long had high hopes for the ticket king, although it is already a miracle to steal the first base and the whole base before, it is still shocking to see the visible progress of Kyosuke Hojo.

"Hojo-kun's evolution is faster than the speed of light."

"yes."

Ryota Tsuchitani nodded in agreement, every swing of the stick will correct the defects of the last time, and every swing of the stick is one step closer to perfection, not to mention this terrifying evolutionary speed, Hojo-kun's evolutionary trajectory itself is like an art, full of beauty, making people look forward to his next swing.

How far can he go, and how many home runs will he hit in Koshien?

Wait a minute!

Ryo Dotani turned his head too violently and found that the person who spoke was actually the "sworn enemy" Tamaki Seiyan, the deputy head of the kendo department.

"What is this guy doing here, is he a spy?"

"Cut."

Tamaki Qingyan made no secret of his contempt:

"Who would want to send a spy to a team that can't even win the second round of the Spring Conference, a group of old enemies are just weak chickens in a third-class school."

"How can it be repaired! You guy! ”

Ryota Tsuchiya clenched his fists and couldn't refute.

"Wait and see, with Hojo-kun joining, we will definitely be able to enter Koshien!"

"Remnant thoughts, with Hojo-kun joining, our goal is to dominate the country." Tamaki Qingyan's smile remained unchanged.

"How can it be repaired!"

Ryota Tsuchitani gritted his teeth, ignored the annoying guy next to him, and stepped forward to start arranging Kyosuke Hojo's next training.

"Pitching?"

Kyosuke Hojo wondered, he didn't even hit well, why did he start practicing pitching? Could it be that Tsuchitani feels that his talent in the hitter position is not good?

"Yes, you can practice after hitting or something, and the most important thing in baseball is pitching!" Ryota Tsuchiya said.

"That's right, let's practice pitching first, you can hit a ball so far with the first practice swing, and I'm also looking forward to your performance on the pitcher's hill!" Fujikawa Masaki said.

"Fujikawa, your position as the ace pitcher of the general martial arts is not guaranteed."

"Haha, don't talk about that kind of thing anymore, you're going to laugh off your big teeth when you hear it." Fujikawa scratched his head and was embarrassed, he belonged to the tall one among the short.

Kyosuke Hojo turned his head to look at the people around him, and found that the number one hitter in the company was taken for granted, and they all thought that it was more important to practice pitching well than to practice playing well.

At this moment, Tsusaki Tetsuta came over, as the number one junior brother who put the eldest brother's mind in the second place, he naturally saw the eldest brother's doubts. Others don't know, he knows no better, big brother has always disliked defense!

Even the last time he was troubled by Akasaka Zhuyin, the first thing the eldest brother thought about was not to negotiate, but to punch the other party hard, even if he wanted to negotiate, he had to scare the other party first.

Attack first, then attack, offense is the best defense.

Seeing that Tetsuta Samisaki came over, the people in the baseball club wanted to drive them away, but they were stopped by the minister.

The relationship between Ryota Tsuchiya and Tetsuta Misaki is not ordinary, and the two once had a shady private deal! The former wanted to strengthen the baseball club, and the latter wanted to pick a sport for the eldest brother that was more influential than kendo, and the two hit it off.

So Tsuchiya knows that Samisaki is not only the manager of the kendo club, but also the personal assistant of Kyosuke Hojo, who is responsible for helping Kyosuke Hojo with chores in various places such as school, life, and career.

Cast strong or weak? Whether it's high school baseball or professional baseball, it's a pitcher who suppresses the hitter? The main character of the baseball comic book is also a talented pitcher?

The more Kyosuke Hojo listened, the more he felt magical, he didn't understand the rules before, and he thought that the pitcher was popular because he could bring points to the team, but now it seems that what the pitcher can do is actually "not let the opposing side win"??

Speaking of this, Tetsuta Shisaki glanced at the person next to him, and his tone increased a lot:

"Everybody likes heroes, and unless a batter hits a home run, he's just an ordinary run to get a base. But a good pitcher can bring despair to the opposing side.

When a husband is closed, it is not opened, and the seal is completed.

As long as I stand there, victory will be out of the way. ”

"That's right!"

"Super handsome, my favorite Koji Uehara, who sent away more than 100 pitchers in one season, is simply a god!"

"Don't Hojo-kun know that this is the Pitchers League?"

"The baseball player I admire the most once said that as long as I'm alive, then I can keep shooting!"

"You fell asleep when you pitched to the commentary, didn't you?"

In the gossiping voice, Kyosuke Hojo finally understood.

It is also a classic combination of individual heroism and collectivism, a good hitter can help the team win, and a good pitcher can help the team avoid defeat.

One is to win, the other is to avoid defeat, and it stands to reason that the former should be more popular and valued. But the reality is, it's neon.

The unique aesthetics and inexplicable psychology of neon people, wabi-sabi, mystery, and neon people make them more inclined to tragic heroic epics.

After finishing the shot, the pitcher tried his best, cramped his hands and left himself on the court, and did not let the opposing side score any points in his own round.

But if the game is lost, the pitcher who did his best still has to apologize, even if the loss of the game has nothing to do with him.

Tragic heroes are always more resonant, which is why so many tears are shed on the black soil of Koshien.

"What a mess!"

Kyosuke Hojo frowned, shook the baseball bat in his hand, and slid his wrist in a circular circle.

"What about the opposite score, wouldn't it be nice if I got more points!"

Hearing this, Samisaki stepped back with a smile on her face.

Hearing this, the people in the baseball club looked at each other.

"But, Hojo-kun, you're just one person, and even if you can hit a home run, it's just one point. I know you're trying to put you in the right position for you to hit a home run, but we're not sure we'll be able to put all of your previous hitters on base. ”

Ryota Tsuchitani's face turned red when he spoke, but fortunately, he couldn't see that his face was red.

The reason why baseball is a team game is because he wants to score points, in addition to relying on the super strength of the individual, he can also rely on the efforts of everyone. A man who hits a home run can score a point instantly, and if he can't hit a home run, he tries to hit a "hit," which is to hit the ball out and make sure that the ball will not be caught and killed, and the hitter takes the opportunity to run to first base. Then the next batter hits again, then the batter goes to first base, and the first base goes to second base, and so on slowly, and finally runs into home plate to score.

Ryota Dotani's "full home run" is that when there are people at first, second and third bases, Kyosuke Hojo hits a home run that no one can catch, and he himself, including those on first, second and third bases, can run back to home plate and score four points in one go.

But the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is very cruel, and even ordinary hits are not so easy. This is also the reason why top pitchers are wildly sought after.

It's hard to score, but it's still possible to score without letting you score.

"It's not what you told me, Minister." Kyosuke Hojo frowned, isn't this only passively beaten?

Hearing these words, which suddenly became much colder, Ryo Totani's face was bitter, and his heart was numb. If we're not so vegetable, why would we kneel and lick you so much......

"This ...... We'll try to improve our playing line in the future. He said with a slur.

"How?" Kyosuke Hojo asked.

"Practicing for an hour every day? Just practice a little bit will always be useful. ”

Do you believe this? If the effort was useful, would the line still be so weak now? ”

Speaking of this, Hojo Kyosuke paused, turned his head to look at the cat Tian Shizhu next to him, and showed a hint of apology on his face:

"I'm sorry Maotian, I'm not targeting you."

This guy's moral character is still quite good, he doesn't look like a predecessor at all, and the advice he gives is also very useful. Though......

"No, no, this is a fact, I should apologize, I will work hard in the future." Maotian bowed repeatedly with a bitter face.

Tut......

Aren't you angry about that? No wonder there is no strength to swing the bat.

Kyosuke Hojo sighed in his heart.

"That, that......"

Ryota Dotani was speechless, and he really didn't have a move. In their thinking, the original idea was to train Kyosuke Hojo to be an ace pitcher, relying on Hojo-kun to finish the shot, so that the opposite line was all dumb, and then it would be much easier for them to take their turn to attack in turns, as long as they got a point, it would be a victory.

The imagination is beautiful, the reality is also beautiful, and the only problem is that all the blame is put on Kyosuke Hojo.

"Why don't you absorb the rest of the kendo club as well, after all, Hojo-kun has improved so fast in practicing striking just now, and other people should be able to do the same?"

He said this quite without confidence, but as he spoke, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Don't even think about it, you bastard!"

Standing on the sidelines and watching the excitement and being happy, Tamaki Qingyan didn't expect this fire to burn on himself, so he stepped forward and strangled Ryota Tsuchitani's neck.

"We don't have enough time to practice ourselves, so how can we have time to play baseball, do you think that the kendo game can give all the responsibility to Hojo-kun like you? We're a best-of-five game! Everyone has to do their best! ”

When he said this, Tamaki actually regretted in his heart, why he didn't go to the same school with Hojo-kun when he was in middle school. The national kendo competition in the middle school can be won with Hojo-kun, because the rules of that meeting are the ring system, as long as you are strong enough, you can beat five people on the opposite side.

"I don't think those scraps will get much stronger when they go to high school, but I really don't have time to learn baseball."

I don't know when I came over, Hata Goro also nodded, people who will participate in the high school national kendo competition, people who are worth caring about have already emerged when they were in junior high school, and at that time, they were able to follow their eldest brother to dominate the country, and they naturally could also go to high school.

However, you still have to work hard! If the eldest brother misses the championship because of his own reasons, then neither he nor everyone will forgive himself!

The light in Ryota Tsuchitani's eyes disappeared, and looking at the members of the kendo club around him, he had already seen the scene taken away from the ticket bureau.

Isn't that a ticket for Koshien, but a ticket for the Budokan Museum?

"I said, are you underestimating Kyosuke too much?"

Suddenly, a crisp girl's voice sounded.

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