Pushing open the door of the coffee shop, a copper bell on the door made a crisp sound, but Hideji Kitahara came in and took a look and found that there was no one in the coffee shop - the decoration was quite stylish, and the location was not bad! Is the business so sluggish?
?
Just as he was about to ask if anyone was there, a man sitting in the corner looked up, waved his catkin, and said with a chuckle: "Kitahara-san, I'm here."
Kitahara Hideji looked and found that it was Suzuki Nozomi, and immediately frowned.
Seeing that he didn't move, Nozomi Suzuki stood up and walked over, stretched out her hand and asked with a smile: "Where is the letter?"
Kitahara Hideji took the letter and looked it up at the light, and found that it was indeed empty. However, he did not throw the letter away, but actually handed it into Suzuki Hideki's hand. He smiled and said: "The letter has been delivered, it's nothing."
I’ll leave first, Suzuki-san.”
Sending the letter is a lie, but deceiving yourself to come here is the truth. This is not right. It is better to leave first and settle the score later.
Suzuki Noki didn't stop him, she just flicked the envelope and said with a smile: "It's great, this is finally remembering me as an 'old friend'... Hey, Kitahara-san, I can make you take the initiative to meet me for the first time,
I can ask you to take the initiative to see me a second time and a third time. We are not fools, so it’s better to save each other some time, okay?"
Kitahara Shuji stopped and turned around to look at Suzuki Nozomi. She also tilted her head and looked at Kitahara Shuji playfully. She had the unique style of a girl - don't be deceived by this appearance. This is
A person who is quite strong at heart. I was not willing to chat with her in the coffee shop last time. I don’t know what tricks this person did, but he was able to drive the teacher to trick him into coming to the coffee shop.
The determination to never give up.
Kitahara Shuji smiled and said: "Then what does Suzuki-san want from me?"
He would like to hear what Suzuki Nozomi wants to do. There should be no big hatred in the past. It seems that he is not ambushing him, but he just wants to talk to him.
"Please sit down first. I will get tired if I stand for a long time! You can sit in any position you like. We are only welcome here today. By the way, I like to sit in the corner."
"I like to sit nearby." Kitahara Shuji didn't say anything about gentlemanly manners to Suzuki Noki. He picked up a seat at the door and sat down. Suzuki Noki smiled and sat down opposite Kitahara Shuji very tolerantly - full of tolerance.
It was Youchaosen - then he smiled and asked: "What would you like to drink?"
"water!"
Suzuki Noki rang the table bell to summon a waiter, and then ordered: "Two glasses of water, one glass needs to be 37 degrees Celsius, and the other glass needs..." She looked at Kitahara Hideji, and Kitahara Hideji said casually: "
random."
The waiter immediately went to prepare it, and Suzuki Nozomi smiled and explained: "I have a bad stomach, so I can't drink anything that is too cold or too hot."
Kitahara Shuji didn't care. Suzuki Noki just wanted to drink 100-degree boiling water. That was her freedom. She just smiled and asked again: "What do you want from me, Suzuki-san?"
"I want Kitahara-san to work for me, is that okay?"
"Effectiveness? What to do?"
"How about playing baseball with me?"
Kitahara Shuji looked at her in surprise, a little unsure of what it meant, and asked strangely: "Baseball? Are you referring to softball?"
Baseball and softball come from the same origin, but generally one is outdoors and one is indoors. The baseball field is large and the softball field is small. Boys usually play baseball and girls usually play softball - the private Daifuku Academy does have a women's softball team.
Of course, there are men's softball games and women's baseball games, but in terms of scale, they are not generally small - mainly because it is difficult to recruit people. Generally, when girls play baseball, they may not be able to throw the ball from the pitcher's mound to the batter's box, even if they do.
The ball speed is also very slow, it is more difficult to miss than to hit, and the softball field is a bit small for boys.
For example, the throwing distance of a baseball is 18.4 meters, and that of a softball is 12.2 meters, which is the difference between sixty feet and forty feet. Although it is only twenty feet different, it is completely two different things.
Suzuki Noki should also play softball if she wants to play, right? But what does it mean to bring yourself?
The water was delivered. Noki Suzuki was a strange special cup, while Shuji Kitahara was an ordinary glass. Noki Suzuki took a sip of water and said with a smile: "It's just baseball. The school's baseball club is so disappointing."
I'm planning to reorganize the team and I'm short of a good pitcher. Are you willing to come in?"
Kitahara Shuji felt strange, is this school run by your family? You said we should form a team again? But he didn't care and replied casually: "I don't want to, I don't have time."
"What pitch are you good at? Hi-low? Slider? Curve? Sink? Four-seam hookup? Two-seam fastball?"
"I can't play baseball, and I have no intention of learning." Kitahara Shuji frowned slightly. Does Suzuki Noki not understand human language?
Noki Suzuki's expression did not change after being rejected, she still smiled and said: "I don't like to force others, Kitahara-san, but I do need a pitcher with potential. Can you think about it again? We can make an exchange of equal value, you
If you have any requests, you can make them."
Although the other party deceived first, his words were still reasonable. The previous deception can be defined as wanting to talk, but it is not unforgivable. Kitahara Shuji's expression also slowed down slightly, and he replied seriously: "I am very busy, no
It’s time to participate in club sports. Thank you for the invitation, Suzuki-san, go find someone else!”
Suzuki Noki lowered her head, her smile gradually disappeared, and said softly: "Is this the only way to go? This is such a pity..."
"Sorry." Kitahara Hideji stood up and was about to leave. Three people didn't need to carry the letter on the way. Fuyumi and Yuki were still waiting on the other side of the road. I guess Yi Luobotou's temperament had long been impatient, and he probably secretly cursed people.
Noki Suzuki did not get up to say goodbye, but said with some sadness: "My father likes baseball very much. I hope I can give him a good game, the Koshien game led by me..."
It is not uncommon in Japan to like baseball, but Noki Suzuki's tone was a bit pitiful. Hideji Kitahara hesitated and tried: "Your Majesty..."
Suzuki Noki raised her eyes and glanced upwards, with a glimmer of light flashing in her eyes. Kitahara Shuji couldn't help but look upwards, but he could only see the ceiling. He understood something in his heart, lowered his head and apologized: "I'm sorry."
It turned out that it was for his dead father, so it is more understandable to use some harmless means. Kitahara Shuji was silent for a moment, looking at the sad girl and feeling a little soft-hearted, but he did have limited time, and he really didn't know how, so he could only
Xuyan comforted him: "I hope you can find a good candidate. Don't worry, there are many boys in the school, and there are still two and a half years. If it doesn't work, you can wait for the first grade next year, and you will find it slowly."
Nozomi Suzuki raised her head and smiled, as gentle as a flower, weak and sad with a hint of strength, "I am not in good health. For two and a half years... I may not have that much time."
The lights in the cafe were very good. She was sitting there with her face slightly raised. There were tears on her eyelashes, her face was pale, and her lips were colorless... She was a girl who had been in the hospital for five months since her freshman year of high school.
The famous sick rice plant.
A very outstanding young girl with a filial piety. She did not give up on herself even though she was seriously ill. Instead, she continued to study in the hospital bed. Under such harsh conditions, she could still be ranked alongside a cheater like herself. This is worthy of respect, even worth it.
Respected.
It's amazing! I can only say that I am jealous of beauty, which is a pity.
Kitahara Shuji couldn't help but sit back again, and asked softly: "Suzuki-san, what's the disease?" He wanted to improve his [Medical Skills] skill anyway, so that he could find a way to wake up Naotaka Fukuzawa in the future. If this girl's illness can persist,
At that time, he felt that he could secretly do something, and it would be considered a good deed to save such a respectable girl.
"I was born with incomplete cardiopulmonary function. As my body develops, the burden on my heart and lungs becomes heavier and heavier. The doctor said a long time ago that I can sleep at any time and not wake up. The shadow of death has always shrouded me, which makes me feel uncomfortable in the past.
I have been autistic for a long time, and even got savant-syndrome, and it was savant-syndrome that saved me and allowed me to appear in front of you today."
Kitahara Shuji nodded slightly. His [Medical Skills] skill level has been improving. Although it has not been improved yet, it has been integrated with medical books. Needless to say, the heart and lung function are not perfect. It is easy to understand. There is no need to talk nonsense about the importance of those two organs.
No one can stand it when something goes wrong, and he also knows about savant-syndrome, which can be called "savant syndrome."
This disease has a 1 in 2,000 chance of appearing in people with developmental disabilities such as autism, autism, and Asperger's syndrome. The symptoms are related to music, painting, calculation, drawing, and building 3D models.
Extremely talented, with a one in 100,000 chance of becoming a super genius.
For example, Mr. Pick, the prototype in the movie "Rain Man", has mechanical memory and has memorized more than 15,000 books. He can tell the number, phone number, zip code, and history of every city, village, street, and highway he passes through.
... known as a living "encyclopedia".
Another example is the ability to have powerful mental arithmetic, such as being able to instantly tell how many seconds a person has lived for sixty-five years, three months and seven days.
The human brain is very magical, and its potential is far from being fully developed. For Suzuki Noki, this is luck amidst great misfortune, and it can be regarded as a ray of light in hell.
It’s no wonder that she got perfect marks in the first grade of high school. This kind of person cannot use common sense to speculate. There are many painters, writers, musicians, and architects in human history who have achieved extraordinary achievements due to this disease.
Even scientists.
A little bit of luck in despair makes people feel even sadder. Kitahara Hideji stretched out his hand and said softly: "Can I hold your hand, Suzuki-kun?"
He has already believed it, and it feels completely reasonable. Now he is just using his skills to determine the condition and how long the poor girl can last. If it can be saved, it doesn't hurt to save it secretly. He doesn't even think of getting any benefits, he just feels sorry.
and sympathy.
Suzuki Nozomi nodded slightly, stretched out her hand to shake Kitahara Shuji's hand, and said softly: "Your hands are very warm, thank you, Kitahara-san! I have seen you throw tennis balls, and you have great potential, Kitahara-san, as long as you are here
If you train under my guidance, you can become the ace of a team and help me complete my mission before my life passes away..."
She couldn't go on as she talked, because Kitahara Shuji held her hand harder and harder, and his face became more and more ugly. She felt a little pain, and couldn't help but said: "Don't feel sorry for me, Kitahara-san,
Please relax, I have felt your thoughts, it is really warm..."
Kitahara Shuji did not relax his grip, raised his head and said with a smile: "Sad? It seems there is nothing worth being sad about... Suzuki-san, has your father really passed away?"