Reborn in Tokyo after picking up Sayu who ran away from home

Chapter 392 Sparring
Back to the classroom of class E of the first year.

The two separated as if they didn't know each other.

Shinjoka was dragged to chat by Chiyo and Satoka...that is, the two girls who often surrounded her.

Kato Yusuke returned to his seat alone.

Yamaguchi and Takei were staying at their seats eating bread, but Kei and Kako were missing, as if they hadn't returned from the cafeteria.

Seeing him coming back, Yamaguchi greeted him heartlessly.

"Hey, you're back, you're a busy person. How's it going~ How do you feel about Oupai who watched Xintiao's classmate up close?"

"Ah."

Kato Yusuke hummed without any ups and downs, but didn't answer.

For the convenience of chatting with them, Takei moved a chair and sat in the aisle.

"Speaking of which, what are you going to have for lunch? Kato."

"bread."

As he spoke, he showed what he had in his hands, which he bought at the canteen on the way back, but was laughed at by Yamaguchi.

"...Hey, why did you buy that dry and hard long bread? Isn't this something that no one wants at all? Isn't it too miserable??"

"It doesn't matter, it's fine."

Kato Yusuke ignored it indifferently. After all, when he and Xinjoxiang came back, the popular bread at the canteen had already been sold out, and in the end there was only this thing left that no one cared about, so he bought it back.

Seeing him drinking oolong tea while eating the long bread without changing his expression.

Takei couldn't help feeling sorry for it, so he took one out of his rations, put it on the table, and pushed it over.

"I still have fried noodles bread here. I originally wanted to eat it after training. You should eat this, right? Kato."

"Oh~? That gluttonous ghost Takei is willing to hand over his inventory, what is this! It's unbelievable, has the sun risen from the west?"

Yamaguchi joked exaggeratedly, unable to say whether it hurt him or what, which led to Takei's rebuttal.

"No matter how you say it, these words are too much for me! Ah Xiao."

"It's a trick of love, fool."

Kato Yusuke didn't say a word about it, just stretched out his hand and pushed the yakisoba bread back, and said no to Takei, and then continued to eat the long bread calmly.

At this moment, Xintiaoxiang came over.

"President Kato, this juice is for you, thank you for your previous guidance ~ that's it."

As she spoke, she put down a pomegranate juice packaged in a soft box on the table, and then left slowly.

A pair of white knee socks looked a little garish, but they fit well on her legs, and because of her petiteness, she looked pure and lovely.

"Big boobs with a childlike face..."

Yamaguchi murmured and turned his head.

"Speaking of which, how did you deal with Xintiao's matter?"

"approved."

"Huh? Seriously?"

"Ah."

Hearing this, the Mangosteen brothers looked at each other.

"Aha... like this, Kako will probably feel uncomfortable." Takei said so.

Yamaguchi also nodded in agreement, and then said: "Well, but this is an internal matter of your student union after all, so don't worry about us, as long as you think it's okay, Kato."

"I know."

"Hey! Are you acting more thoughtful? Especially in front of Jiazi."

"What's going on with you and her?"

"Huh?? Who??"

"Himekawa Yoshiko."

"Aha??"

"Ah~ Speaking of which, Kako often comes to see our training recently, Ah Xiao?"

"so what!"

"My nose smells sour of love."

"Don't talk nonsense, that guy's obsession with Mr. Nakamura is not ordinary."

Saying that, Yamaguchi stuffed the last bite of yakisoba bread into his mouth, clapped his hands, and looked at Yusuke again.

"...I said, want to talk about what happened to you a while ago?"

"..."

"..."

Because of this sentence, the scene fell into an eerie silence.

after awhile……

"It's nothing." Kato Yusuke slowly chewed the bread in his mouth, with an undercurrent in his chest and a face like a flat lake.

A brief silence.

"Is that so?" Yamaguchi nodded, and tactfully did not pursue the question any further, and lightly moved the subject.

"So, are you free recently?"

Kato Yusuke looked back at him and asked, "...what's the matter?"

"If you have to say, I'm now starting as the first batter of the team in the baseball club."

He pointed to himself and said, "But before the spring meeting in March next year, I still want to try to see if I can rise to the third bat position."

"...the third stick?"

"——is the key player in the hitter's position." Takei took the initiative to explain.

"Because there is a greater chance that the third bat will have a teammate on base than the first and second batters, it usually goes to the stronger hitter."

He paused at this point, then looked at Yamaguchi again, and said with emotion: "You have only played baseball for less than a year. It's a good thing you have such a big goal, Xiao."

"You're so noisy, idiot. Anyway, as a catcher, you just need to obediently watch how my uncle behaves."

"It would be great if that's the case~~"

Kato Yusuke understood their words and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"Oh~! Of course - be my opponent."

Yamaguchi said confidently: "Because your ball speed is very good, as long as you can get used to it, other people basically have nothing to worry about, so come and practice with me!"

"..."

Facing his piercing gaze, Kato Yusuke began to think.

After school, he has a job in the student union, and the Mangosteen brothers also have training in the baseball club, so this time is not available.

It seems that the only time I can spare time is the lunch break, or after school after both parties' respective affairs are over...

"Then start at noon tomorrow." He agreed after thinking for a while, but never thought of refusing.

"it is good!"

Yamaguchi just grinned and readily accepted the plan.

……

It's the next day's lunch break, which is Thursday.

After lunch, the three of them came to the school playground together and began to warm up.

Sato and his party came after hearing the news, which is the former trio of baseball clubs.

While Takei was wearing protective gear there, Kato Yusuke also briefly greeted them.

After Takei donned his visor, put on the bulky protective gear, and took his position behind home plate.

The trio also spontaneously dispersed to the outfield, ready to help pick up the ball.

The scene was quite grand, attracting many students to watch from the windows of the teaching building.

Standing on the strike zone, Yamaguchi was adjusting his form, wearing a helmet and holding a bat in his hand.

There was excitement on his face, as if he was excited because he had an audience, but his defense was broken in the next second.

"Come on~~~~ President Kato!"

From far away in the classroom of Class E of the first year, there was a girl's cheering sound.

"Student Xinjo, right?" Takei, who was squatting behind the home plate, kindly reminded: "No one cheers for you at all, Xiao."

"—You don't need to remind this kind of thing! My uncle will turn things around with a handsome home run! Just wait and see!"

"Ahaha, you have a murderous look on your face."

Yamaguchi didn't want to pay attention to him, but raised his hand and pressed the edge of the batting helmet, leveled the ground with spikes, and then entered the state with the bat in his hand.

"Okay! Kato! The speed of the ball is 165 kilometers! Throw me a Koshien-level ball—!" Yamaguchi shouted aggressively after posing.

Standing on the mound, Yusuke rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, nodded to him, and bent over to take a baseball from the iron bucket at his feet.

Get into position, throw your right arm back and throw the ball "lightly".

- Whoops!
Hardball dropped cleanly into the glove.

"Shh~ good shot, it's still such a monster." Yamaguchi whistled in amazement.

How fast was that ball just now? 165?Or 170?

Don't know, don't know, dynamic vision can't capture the baseball trajectory at all.

As if in the blink of an eye, the ball fell into Takei's glove.

It was so fast that there was no time for him to react.

"...Ah, Ah Xiao." Takei hissed and gasped, his palms were numb, "If you insist on playing this kind of ball, I won't accompany you!?"

"Hey, who knew that bastard was so serious! He has no sense of humor at all~"

Yamaguchi made an excuse first, and then shouted at the top of his lungs again: "—Please try to control the speed of the ball below 145 kilometers, playball!"

"Ah, there it is, Ah Xiao used a playboy to make a bad joke on Kato."

"You're making a lot of noise, Takei."

On the pitcher's mound, the boy took a ball from the iron bucket under his feet again, and weighed it twice in his hand, as if he was looking for the feel.

Yamaguchi held his breath and concentrated his eyes on his hand for a moment, and his eyes became serious.

In baseball, eyesight is the key to hitting.

The little white ball flew at a speed of more than one hundred kilometers, sometimes drawing an arc and sometimes falling.

If you want to hit the ball with a long and thin bat in this situation, you must have extraordinary eyesight.

In order to become a good baseball player, in addition to physical strength and physique.

Including dynamic vision, batting skills, and swing speed are also very important factors.

Coincidentally, his qualities in these aspects are not bad.

That's why he was able to be promoted from a substitute player to a regular player in such a short period of time, although he can only serve as the first player at the moment--a less important role...

- hum.

- hum.

- hum.

"...Uh, Ah Xiao?"

"I know, all four are empty, you don't need to remind me."

"Oh……"

Kato Yusuke stopped, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Slow down—?"

"—No need! Just keep the current speed! I'm almost getting the feeling!"

"Do you need me to send you into the playing belt you are used to?"

"——What! Are you so considerate! Kato, my god! Come on, come on!"

"..."

Kato Yusuke nodded, took out the ball, and threw it again.

With the blessing of the [Proficiency-Shooting] skill, the baseball accurately entered the center of Yamaguchi's chest.

Clang, boom.

The little white ball bounced high behind home plate.

"..." Zhujing pursed his lips, turned his head and glanced behind him, but said nothing.

"I hit the bottom of the ball, I know." Yamaguchi said nonchalantly.

——bang bang.

The baseball flew low, hit the ground out of bounds, and was finally picked up by Sato who was standing nearby.

"It's too high this time."

——Boom.

The baseball flew back toward the mound, and Yusuke reached into the glove.

"Well... that's about it."

Yamaguchi adjusted his posture, and slightly raised his right wrist holding the stick.

- Keng!

The baseball draws a sharp arc that stretches toward the sky in left field.

"Oh! It's a home run!" Takei praised without hesitation, "Have you gotten used to the speed of the ball at 140 kilometers?"

"Not counting, after all, Kato is deliberately throwing the ball to a place where I am comfortable, but he can almost capture the trajectory of the ball..."

At this point, Yamaguchi grinned, gave a thumbs up, and said triumphantly, "You don't need to remember those just now, I just hit a home run~!"

Then he yelled at the mound: "—you can add a little variation, Kato!"

Yusuke on the mound nodded slightly in agreement.

"..." Seeing this scene, Zhujing sighed softly, watching the changes quietly.

Soon, Yamaguchi couldn't relax...

- slap.

- slap.

- slap.

"I only hit three out of ten balls, you have to find a way, Ah Xiao."

"Hitting three hits in baseball is top-notch!"

"Huh~~ But it's about the batting average, right? There's only a [-]% chance of hitting a serious ball. It's too shameful!"

"Annoying, I know!"

"..."

Kato Yusuke didn't know much about their small theater, he just kept feeding Yamaguchi with the ball, and just kept it at a level where he could hit it with a little effort, but didn't let him hit it easily.

Since I promised to be a sparring partner.

Then in order to improve the opponent's level, he will also take this matter seriously.

……

He pitched, Yamaguchi played, Sato and the others picked up the ball.

The bucket goes from full to empty and then filled again.

I have repeated this so many times...

Before I knew it, more than half of the lunch break had passed.

Yamaguchi's movements also changed from being crisp and smooth at the beginning to gradually becoming heavy and slow.

see this.

Yusuke made a stop gesture to the three people in the outfield, and then walked to the home plate.

"So be it."

"Why...you can't do it anymore?" Yamaguchi sat slumped on the ground, panting like a cow, "no, there's no way... let's go here today and let you go."

"Well... Basically, your mouth is tougher from top to bottom, A Xiao."

"Huchi... Huchi, have you counted how many balls I hit? Zhujing."

"Let's think about it, there are a total of 100 balls. According to the batting average, you probably hit nearly [-]% of them."

"Okay! Let's continue tomorrow! Kato!"

"There will be a sports meeting tomorrow, no." Kato Yusuke shook his head and extended a hand to him.

"...Uh, that's right, damn it, I forgot about that." Yamaguchi muttered, standing up while grabbing his hand.

"Speaking of... you shot so many balls today, won't it affect tomorrow's sports meeting?"

"fine."

"...You seem to be becoming less and less human."

Yamaguchi tapped his shoulder lightly, but his expression was extremely cheerful.

"Exercise is really great. Although the body will be exhausted in the end, it just makes people have no time to think about what is there. What do you think?"

"...?"

Kato Yusuke frowned slightly, not knowing what he wanted to express.

"..."

Yamaguchi didn't explain much about it, and while shaking his neck from side to side, he said nonchalantly, "...this is my personal way to decompress, how is it, does it work for you?"

The scene suddenly fell silent.

The breeze rolled up the dust on the training ground, bringing a little dullness and choking...

"..."

Kato Yusuke stared at him for a while, and then turned his head to look at the northern skyline. He felt that today's damp weather with a hint of haze was very characteristic of Hokuriku.

I hope it won't rain in tomorrow's sports meeting.

He thought aimlessly, and responded with a dull low voice.

"Ah."

……

(End of this chapter)