Baseball is not very popular in China, but it is a sport with a relatively high status in the United States.

In Japan, due to the modern opening up, baseball is also very popular in Japan, and you can see that many people like baseball.

When Haruki Murakami wrote his autobiographical work "My Occupation is a Novelist", he said that he wanted to be a novelist and the idea came to him while he was drinking beer and watching a baseball game on the grass of Jingu Stadium.

Xia Long picked up the slightly worn baseball from the ground and looked up. A child who might be of elementary or middle school age, wearing black clothes and looking a little reserved, was running towards him. The young voice came from him.

After he approached, he stopped and looked at Xia Long, somewhat breathlessly. He had no baseball gloves on his hands, and there seemed to be no companions around him.

"I'm sorry. I wanted to see how far I could throw it, but I didn't see you. There was basically no one here except me. I didn't expect to hit you."

“A beautiful home run with his hands.”

Xia Long returned the ball to him.

"Hehe...thank you for the compliment."

The child in black was stunned for a moment, then an expression of joy appeared on his face that he could not suppress. He took the baseball, touched the back of his head with one hand, and grinned.

Xia Long knew this child. He could be said to be his neighbor, a child from the same street, and his family consisted of only two people. However, he didn't know where his father had gone. The child's name was probably Funai You.

"What are you doing in a place like this, playing baseball by yourself?"

"I came here to play with a baseball. My father is a boatman and often goes sailing. When I play here, I hope to see his boat coming."

"Your father is a captain?"

"Not a captain, not a captain, but... uh... someone who works at sea? My father is a sailor, I don't know what his specific job is, but they often go to various places to transport goods, and have also been abroad."

So this is why I often don’t go home.

Unlike Xia Long who can sleep for one hour a day due to physical reasons, there are countless people in this world who do not sleep for eight hours because they don't want to.

Xia Long said, "You seem quite steady when talking to adults. Do you like reading?"

"How many have you read?" Funai Yu scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed. Obviously, he meant that he hadn't read many.

Xia Long is an unfamiliar stranger. For a child of this age, it is quite good that he can answer such an unfamiliar stranger without being nervous.

Xia Long was silent for a while, then he spoke;

"This place is pretty good. If possible, it's better to go to Tokyo Bay less often."

"Eh?"

"There are a lot of people coming and going in Tokyo Bay, and accidents are more likely to happen. I won't bother you then. Just be careful while you play."

Businesses in the harbor area often have a large number of low-cost manual laborers, and some famous gang prototypes will appear in this stage - but this is certainly not what Xia Long meant.

"Ah, goodbye uncle!"

Xia Long did not respond, but thought about it in his mind. For a child, anyone over 25 years old could be considered an uncle.

The occasional communication was limited to this scope, but unlike a child who played with a baseball by the water just because he missed his father, Xia Long had another purpose, which was to look for signs of the super beast.

——Many works step on predecessors for the sake of later works.

Although the Ultra Beast is a monster that surpasses monsters in Ace, it has to become a stepping stone for monsters in Taro. The Ultra Beast that appeared in the first episode appeared at the dock and was finally swallowed by a monster.

Considering that Xia Long has now merged with the Yabo people and created super beasts himself, it is difficult for him to have any good feelings towards this shame of super beasts.

However, after investigating this world, it has been discovered that this is not the world after the Ace world that they entered, but a new world. But logically speaking, the Yabo people were still destroyed. In this case, why would the super beasts move?

The super beast is a weapon. After the master dies, if there is any corresponding activity left, it will be executed quickly. If there is no corresponding activity left, it will enter a dormant state. It is difficult to convince people that it will attack without reason based on its own consciousness.

If the activities of this super beast are due to the orders of the Yabo people...it makes people feel uncomfortable.

If they are alive, they will be killed, and if they have any remaining resentment, their resentment will be collected. This is the direction of action.

Xia Long walked silently for a while, and felt a little surprised at what he had just thought of.

Although the Yabo people on Earth were invaders, he felt that his own reaction to this was a bit too strong. This was not simply because they were dangerous, but because he developed a hatred for this group of Yabo people that went beyond fixed hatred.

He hated the invaders, but this feeling was reinforced by the fact that he himself had been tortured for a long time by the Yabo people who were the source of his strength.

"...After all, I am not a saint."

【I...I...】

The continuous cursing in his ears suddenly disappeared, but Xia Long didn't care. This pause would sometimes last for more than ten minutes, but just as he was walking steadily, the sound appeared again unexpectedly and vaguely.

The falling foot stopped.

......

A month later.

"Nice to meet you again, Uncle Zhen."

"Ah."

As usual, Funai Yuu was playing baseball alone by the water when he had no classes, tossing the ball back and forth in his hands, and occasionally bouncing it on the table like a ping-pong ball.

If you really want to throw the ball, you have to waste time looking for the ball, so most of the time you just strike a pose and imitate the throwing postures of real professional players. In your heart, you already feel like you are imitating the transformation of an animated hero on TV.

Today, I also saw Manatsu Ryu who had just moved in by the water. Being of his age, he was not afraid of strangers and excitedly greeted him.

"Will you take a walk today too?"

"Yes."

Although Manayuu seems to be a man of few words, Funai Yuu has gotten used to it. These days, Manayuu often comes here for a walk and occasionally plays baseball with him.

When he first moved in, most of the children who gathered around him noticed Zhen Xialong.

Because he has a pale complexion and gives people a cold feeling, he actually looks very young - but the way he communicates with parents does not feel young at all, and gives people the impression that he is not very decent.

Of course, this decency is not the antonym of evil, but it means something that is inconsistent with common sense.

"Want to play baseball?"

When Funai Yu asked about this matter with a little anticipation, Manatsu Ryu, who had agreed before, shook his head this time.

"No, not today. The same goes for you, Xiaoyou. It's better for you to go home today."

"Huh? What happened."

Funai Yu looked at Manatsu Ryu carefully.

"Your complexion seems to be getting worse again..."

"Be a good kid and listen to what you say." Xia Long touched Funaiyou's head. "Jellyfish can sense the coming of storms at sea. Just treat me as a jellyfish, okay?"

"All right......"

Funai Yu put his hands behind his back and kept playing with the baseball in his hands.

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