"Ah..." Amakusa Narumi opened her mouth, but was speechless.
Izumi Toru stepped forward, picked up the bat, and raised his chin at him.
"Go, help me adjust the speed of the ball."
"I, I'll do it! Narumi-senpai wants to take a rest." Ayumi Mano ran over quickly.
Izumi Toru glanced at his shy friend, moved his shoulders twice, and then tightened his grip on the bat.
At this time, Ayumi Mano's voice came over.
"Senior Izumi, how much adjustment should be made? 150? 140?"
Izumi Toru shouted: "Don't underestimate me!"
"160?"
"No! Turn it all the way down!"
...
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The not-so-fast baseballs flew past Izumi Toru one after another. Izumi Toru kept holding the bat without moving.
Mano Ayumi hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but speak.
"What is he waiting for?"
"Waiting for the home run."
"Um?"
At this time, Izumi Toru's eyes narrowed.
Bang!
He swung the bat with all his strength and hit the baseball flying in the air.
Izumi Toru dropped the bat, moved his sore arms, and said, "Narumi, did you see it?"
"Yeah, a nice home run." Narumi Amakusa clapped her hands.
"Um..." Mano Ayumi raised her hand and said weakly: "Look, the ball just didn't fly far... It feels like it will be caught by the pitcher...
..."
(The batter hits the ball and the ball is caught by a pitcher or any defender before it hits the ground. The batter is out. This is a catch.)
As the sister of the head of the baseball club, her father is a famous professional baseball player, so Ayumi Mano knows a lot about baseball.
Izumi Tetsu's movements are very standard, but that's about it.
The weak strength is fatal!
She has a feeling that even if she plays, she will play better than him.
Hearing this, Izumi Toru's face froze, and he hurriedly coughed twice to relieve his embarrassment.
Amakusa Narumi shook his head and said, "Izumi was just showing me how to play ball."
Um?
Mano Ayumi was even more confused.
A baseball genius who even his father was ashamed of, actually said that this obvious novice Izumi Toru was teaching him how to play.
Will it offend him if I question him?
She had such worries in her heart, so she didn't ask, but she couldn't hide the suspicion on her face.
Amakusa Narumi noticed her confusion.
He patted the seat next to him and motioned for her to sit over.
Mano Ayumi's eyes lit up and she immediately sat over.
The girl closed her legs and folded her hands on her legs, looking a little restrained.
Seeing this scene, Izumi Toru raised the bat again.
Ayumi Mano is indeed special to Narumi.
"You know how I came to Purple Sakura Academy."
Ayumi Mano nodded, "Yes! My father watched your last game in the third year of junior high school and thought that your talent was far higher than his. He immediately asked my brother to go to your home and invite you."
"That game," Amakusa Narumi sighed, "I almost made it to the national competition..."
Seeing his disappointment, Mano Ayumi hurriedly comforted him: "Senior Narumi, you have worked hard enough. If your teammates could have been stronger..."
Amakusa Narumi shook her head, interrupted her, and said: "No, that's not right. If, back then, I could have listened to Izumi, I would have won the game."
"What?"
"You just saw, Izumi has been waiting, waiting for the ball that allows him to swing the bat with all his strength. If I can also wait for the ball that allows me to swing with all my strength, it will be a beautiful home run.
.”
"Um?"
At this time.
Bang!
Izumi Toru swung the bat again.
The sound of the impact seemed to bring Narumi Amakusa back to that game.
[Narumi, you go up to the pitcher's mound, pretend to throw hard, and show that your arm is weak. According to the opponent's pitcher's habit, he will first throw one good and one bad to test, don't swing the bat, don't go on base, and wait for his final throw.
One! The opponent will not let go of the opportunity to strike you out. Swing the bat with all your strength. Don’t think about hitting and running bases to your teammates. Trust me! A home run is the surest way to win.]
[No, his method is too risky! If you make a mistake, there will be absolutely no chance. Narumi, you can’t beat baseball by yourself! You understand! 】
He closed his eyes.
Between his teammates and Izumi, he chose his teammates.
After all, baseball is a team sport.
"Narumi-senpai? Are you... okay?"
"I'm a little tired. I just need to rest for a while."
"oh......"
After a while, Mano Ayumi walked behind Amakusa Narumi, who was concentrating with his eyes closed, stretched out her hand, put it on his head and started rubbing it.
Amakusa Narumi opened her eyes.
"What are you doing?!"
"Would this be better?"
After hesitating for a while, he closed his eyes again.
"That's...good work."
Ayumi Mano shook her head and said, "It would be great if I could help Narumi-senpai."
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The occasional crashing sounds coupled with the girl's sometimes light and sometimes heavy force on his head, like a hypnosis, caused Amakusa Narumi's eyelids to gradually become heavier.
...
Dreaming that Amakusa Meiyi was holding a wooden sword to beat herself, Amakusa Narumi woke up instantly.
When he opened his eyes and realized it was a dream, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he froze.
What is this soft and fragrant feeling on the side of the face?
Turning her head stiffly, Ayumi Mano's face came into view.
"Narumi-senpai, did you sleep well?"
"Ah, ah, that, that, it's okay..."
As he said that, he sat up hurriedly.
The sudden pain in her thigh made the girl unable to hold back an "ah" sound.
She rubbed her sore thighs and frowned slightly.
"Hug, sorry."
Realizing that he was looking at her thighs, Ayumi Mano's face turned red.
"That, that...because, because Narumi-senpai slept soundly, no, I couldn't bear to wake you up."
"Hug, sorry..."
"No, it's okay."
The two lowered their heads and were silent for a while.
Suddenly, Amakusa Narumi raised his head.
"Where's Izumi?"
"Senior Izumi, he said he was looking for Mei-san."
Hearing this, Amakusa Narumi couldn't help but "tsk".
Every time he comes to Mei Yi, he will be beaten.
And you said you’re not m?
...
Boom!
Amakusa Meiyi lightly punched Izumi Tetsu's chest, then put her face against his chest, not daring to look up at him.
"Sorry, Mei."
Izumi Toru hugged the girl and said softly.
"Next time, don't do this again. For example, if someone sees me, I, I..."
"It's all because Mei Yi is too tempting."
"Stop, stop talking." She covered his mouth.
At this moment, the girl's face was flushed and her collar was a little messy.
Even the bow on the chest is out of shape.
Izumi Toru lowered his head and suddenly frowned.
"Mei Yi, the bow is messed up."
"Still, it's not because you just...hum!"
"Then, let me help you sort it out."
The girl hurriedly covered her chest and asked in a low voice: "You, what do you want to do?"
Izumi Tetsu's eyes were intense and he said nothing.
After a moment, she slowly let go of her hand.
"Yes, you are helping me organize it, right?"
Izumi Tetsu nodded and stretched out his hands.
"Wait, wait a minute! Why, why do you need to untie it?"