I Loaded the Love Game

"Both sides are back on the court!"

"Three looses are two points behind, there are people at second base, zero outs!"

"Kamikawa leads by two points, but the ace pitcher has heat stroke at a critical moment. Can the relay pitcher withstand the pressure?"

"Kanagawa, Sanmatsu, who can go to the Hanshin Koshien Stadium in Hyogo Prefecture!"

"Who can dominate the 20 districts of East Tokyo!"

The commentary roared, under the high temperature of 32°, the audience screamed and beat the inflatable bat frantically.

Toru Watanabe applauded softly as the slogan of both parties just now.

He has been watching the efforts of the Kamikawa Baseball Club.

From Monday to Friday, the morning jogs every morning; Saturday and Sunday, as long as you go, you can see them training in the playground.

I don't know how much Sansong has achieved, but it will not be less difficult to get all the way to the regional finals.

"Mahime," Mrs. Kiyono said with a smile, "Would you like to make a bet?"

"What are you betting on?" Mrs. Kujo asked with interest.

"Well-whoever loses, learn how to bark?"

"Which team are you pressing?"

"Sansong. I like to reverse." Mrs. Kiyino smiled.

"If you are shameless, give me your sapphire necklace."

"Great!"

The two wives raised their hands as tender as girls, and clapped each other with crisp applause.

They are having fun.

"Ah! Sansong hit again. Now there are people on first and third bases, and they are about to score." Mrs. Kiyono pretended to be surprised, "Mahime, do you want to change? You can also bet on Sansong."

"Thank you, but I like Kamikawa." Mrs. Kujo crossed her daughter and blinked her left eye at Watanabe.

Toru Watanabe opened the fan and fanned Kujo Miki.

Miki Kujo glanced at him first, then at the fan: "This is a fan from the Kujo family."

"No matter how good a fan is, you can't fan Miki, it's just a display."

"It was originally a display."

"You two!" Kujo Maki said dissatisfied. "How can you say that the things of your ancestors are furnishings!"

"Mimatsu scored!" Watanabe Toru pointed to the court.

Mrs. Kujo looked over, and the Sansong who had run hard just now rushed across the home plate, and exhilaratedly clapped with the teammates on the coach's bench.

"4 points." In Mrs. Kiyano's pleasant voice, Sansong's total score jumped from 3 to 4 on the scoreboard in the distance.

"What is the relay pitcher Kamikawa doing?" Mrs. Kujo said dissatisfied.

Not only her, but the audience supporting Kamikawa and students from Kamikawa were dissatisfied.

"What's the situation now?" Watanabe asked Miki Kujo in a low voice.

"This relay pitcher has a bad mentality." Kujo Miki said.

"Can you be more specific?"

Kujo Miki turned her head to look at him, Watanabe Toru stared at her with an incomprehensible look.

Glancing at him, Kujo Miki explained patiently:

"There are two ups and downs in a game. Only three players from one side can get to the next game. Do you understand this?"

"Yeah." Watanabe Toru continued to fan her.

"In other words, as long as Sansong doesn't eliminate three hitters, he can keep scoring. The relay pitcher Kamikawa has a bad mentality and can't bear the pressure at critical moments. Almost all of his shots were hit."

"But as long as the defender gets the ball ahead of time, even if the ball is hit, he won't be able to score."

"That's it." Kujo Miki laughed, "I'm afraid that this pitcher's mentality will completely collapse, lose control of the ball, keep throwing bad balls, and make it to base."

"Send to base? What do you mean?" Watanabe Toru asked.

Kujo Miki turned to look at the court and said, "That's it."

Watanabe Toru looked over.

"Four bad balls!" the referee shouted.

At that moment, the roar swept the audience.

In the ugly face of the nine Kamikawa players, the silent cheerleader, the three-song hitters walked from home base to first base, the first base walked to second base, the second base walked to third base, and the third base walked back to home. base.

Scoreboard, Sansong score: 5!

"what!"

"Sansong! Sansong! Sansong!"

The field went into madness, and the score was completely leveled.

"Sansong is still zero out so far!" the male commentator roared.

"And it's full base! There are people on every base! You can definitely continue to score!" The female commentator was emotional.

"Kamikawa's relay pitcher must adjust the state!"

"Yes! This is related to Jiaziyuan's quota. Everyone has worked hard since childhood! Come on!"

On the big screen, all the teachers and students of Kamikawa, some were confused, some were angry, and some waved an inflatable baseball and shouted at the stadium.

On the court, first baseman Shun Kuni wiped his sweat with his sleeves. By his side, Sansong's baseball player looked excited and made a stance to sprint at any time. The action was full of hope and motivation.

"Four bad balls!" the referee shouted again.

"It's overtaken, someone is going to learn how to bark." Mrs. Kiyano said with a smile.

In Watanabe Toru's sight, the teammate from Misatsu High School who was next to Kuni Shuo, waved his fists vigorously, and trot to second base excitedly.

Three Pines on the scoreboard: 6

Kamikawa: 5

"Four bad **** again, to go to base?" Watanabe asked.

"I said earlier, this relay pitcher's ability to withstand pressure is too bad." Kujo Miki said with a smile.

As the two of them approached, Watanabe could feel the temperature exhaled from her mouth through her face.

Watanabe sighed uncontrollably.

A few strands of black hair on the front of Miki Kujo's forehead floated gently.

"What's the matter?" She asked with a smile, "I feel uncomfortable seeing that Kamikawa is about to lose?"

"After all, I am also a student of Kamikawa. If the starting pitcher does not suffer from heat stroke..."

"This world will always belong to the winner, and no one will consider the reason for losing for the loser."

"Don't worry." Mrs. Kujo's expression was gloomy, "Even if the score is overtaken, Kamikawa can also come back in the second half."

"I only scored five points in the eight rounds, hoping to overtake in the last round?" Mrs. Kiyano said with a smile.

"Mitsatsu's first eight innings were only three points. Maybe the pitcher also had heat stroke?" Mrs. Kujo replied with a smile.

"Remember to learn how to bark a dog." Mrs. Kiyino said happily, tapping Mrs. Jiujo with her left index finger.

"Huh." Mrs. Kujo grabbed the fan in Toru's hand and fanned herself vigorously.

Of the five people present, Rin Kiyano stayed aside.

She wants a cup of ice cream with fruit on it and small biscuits. She eats it slowly with a spoon in small bites.

The game continued in the scorching sun.

On the pitcher mound, Kamikawa's relay pitcher stood blankly on it.

In the 30,000 stadium, except for Kamikawa's own support team, everyone is shouting Sansong.

Everyone is eager to reverse! Hungry for an exciting game!

No one cares about the relay pitcher, no one cares about Kamikawa's starting pitcher Shu, no one cares about Kamikawa's win or loss.

Except for the baseball club of Kamikawa, all teachers and students of Kamikawa.

On the electronic screen, Ishitani, who is in charge of the flute in the flute club, a slender girl, wipes her tears with her sleeves.

Beside her, the boys in charge of percussion beat the drums vigorously, shouting cheers to the Kamikawa Baseball Club on the field.

The cheerleaders were in the aisle, all wet with sweat, they still raised their legs and waved the colored **** in their hands.

Holding a trumpet, the physical education teacher is organizing all the teachers and students to raise the sign in their hands and form the huge word ‘must win’ again.

but.

"Ah! I was hit again!"

"Sansong gets another point! The total score is 6 points!"

"Is it really going to be reversed?! Kamikawa's summer, is it coming to an end?!"

In the audience, all the teachers and students of Sansong cheered. They hugged each other and gave each other high-five!

"Sansong! Sansong!" The response, shaking the world.

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Kamkawa Coach Seat

The reserve team stared at the stadium in a daze. They opened their mouths stupidly, like a lost person in the desert, facing the empty kettle, expecting the last drop of water to drip from it.

"Yu Jizi."

"Dad?" Yuki Kobayashi opened his eyes, folded his hands, and kept praying.

"...Take it? Watanabe's uniform?"

"father?!"

"He's in the VIP table, go!"

Kobayashi's surprised eyes gradually turned into firmness.

She let go of her praying hands, and picked up the bag with Watanabe Toru's uniform.

"Yes, coach!"

She rushed, left the court, and went to find a miracle for Kamikawa.

‘Hurry up, Yu Jizi. The coach clenched his trembling hands.

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VIP seats

"Wang?"

"Wow!"

Mrs. Kiyono looked at Mrs. Kujo's face and yelled cutely, "Wow?"

Mrs. Kujo closed the fan and knocked on her forehead.

"Hehehe." Mrs. Kiyano was learning how to bark and was beaten again, but she was very happy.

On the other hand, Mrs. Kujo, although she heard the dog barking and hit someone, her face was ugly.

"It looks like I'm going to lose." Watanabe Toru said.

"Wasting my time." Kujo Miki also felt a little unhappy.

Watanabe looked towards the baseball field, and Mimatsu scored again.

Three Pines: 7

Kamikawa: 5

On the screen, Kamikawa's relay pitcher was breathing desperately, like a fish stranded on land.

If he plays, he can end Sansong's scoring and move the game to the next sentence. Kamikawa still has a chance to reverse.

but......

In a baseball club with dozens of people and more than one hundred people, in order to be a starter; to stand in the finals of Jingu Stadium; for the Koshien dream;

Whether it is Kamikawa or Sansong, how much sweat they have sweated and how much hardship they have overcome since they were young, have come to this step.

Win or lose is their youth.

In order to feel a little more comfortable for himself, he went up and interfered, making their sweat and efforts meaningless?

"Watanabe."

Watanabe turned his head, and met Rin Kiyano behind Miki Kujo and the two wives.

what's up? ——Watanabe Toru was about to ask, someone came over and whispered to him:

"Master Watanabe, someone is looking for you outside."

"Find me?"

"Yes, she claims to be the manager of the Kamikawa Baseball Division."

Watanabe fell silent.

I wanted to refuse, but Yukiko Kobayashi helped him a few times. No matter what, I couldn't refuse to meet him.

He stood up and walked towards the entrance of the VIP table.

But even if I see it, what can I do.

The entrance of the VIP seat can't get the sun.

Yukiko Kobayashi ran here, she can easily see her undulating chest, flushing face, sweating sideburns, and clothes sticking to her back.

"Watanabe-kun!" Her eyes were full of surprises, and she cried out with last hope.

"Sorry," Watanabe Toru looked at her, "I'm not going to play."

"but......."

"Sorry." Watanabe interrupted her.

"..." The light in Yu Jizi's eyes disappeared, Xiao Lin stared at her blankly.

Before the entrance to the VIP seat where the sun had been exposed, her whole body was chilly and her mind was pale.

"Come in and rest for a while? There is air-conditioning inside. After watching the final game, I believe Kunai and the others." Watanabe Toru said.

Yukiko Kobayashi regained his senses and looked at Watanabe Toru in front of him.

His face was fair and beautiful, without any traces of tanning.

His lips are rosy, and there is no tooth mark that he bites when he is not reconciled.

The brand-new T-shirt shows the collarbone slightly without leaving a drop of sweat.

The voice is clearer and sweeter, not panic, not yelling loudly.

The neck is clean and slender, with no unsightly blue veins.

At this moment, Yuki Kobayashi remembered, of Uchida's dark face, of Yoshikawa's always biting lips, of Maki's sweat-soaked uniform, of Kuni's harsh and noisy roar.

"I'm going back." Yukiko Kobayashi said, "I want to go back."

"Yeah." Watanabe nodded, "Whether you win or lose, do your best and leave no regrets-please help me to convey to Kunai and everyone in the baseball club."

"......Ok."

Watanabe watched Yukiko Kobayashi turn around, saw her duffel bag in her arms, and her soaked clothes.

She walked out of the dim entrance hallway, into the corridor where the sun was direct, and was about to run.

"Student Xiao Lin."

Kobayashi turned around from Jizi, his gaze shifted sharply, looking at Kiyano Rin behind him.

"Why are you here?" Watanabe Toru asked back.

"Say a few words." Kiyano Rin stood there holding his arms, and the hot and muddy air in the corridor seemed to become clear.

"Kyono-san, please help me persuade Watanabe-kun!" Kobayashi Yukiko shouted.

"Sorry, I didn't talk about this," Kiyano Rin said, "but you can wait a little while."

After speaking, she turned to look at Watanabe Toru.

"No matter what you say, I won't play." Watanabe Toru looked at her.

"The baseball game, I'm going to fall asleep, no matter who loses or wins, I just want to end it quickly. Do you think I will persuade you?"

"then you?"

"Watanabe Toru."

"Call me by my full name, it looks incredible."

Kiyano Rin ignored Watanabe Toru's joke and stared at his eyes with stern but beautiful eyes.

Watanabe slowly closed the smile in his eyes.

Yukiko Kobayashi stood in the sun, looking at them helplessly and desperately.

After silence, Kiyano Rin spoke:

"Is there nothing you want to do first than to consider others?"

"What do I want to do first?"

"I want to kill Miki Kujo, because of my parents; I want to be single-minded, because of Mai Asuna’s life, and Aina Koizumi’s ten years of hard work; I want to be with me because they... have been living for others, just Don't you think about yourself?"

"These are all decisions I made myself, why didn't I think about myself?"

"Because of the decision to become, only do what you should do, use this to restrain yourself, but before, you are yourself first."

"..."

"In the school gym, when facing Miki Kujo, what did you say?"

"......what?"

"You said, it's up to you to stand at the top."

"...That's just a joke." Watanabe was completely expressionless, "It's like it was written on the college entrance examination form."

"A lie." Qingye's cold but cold voice.

In the darkness, the corridor fell into a long silence, and he heard the screams and shouts coming from the stadium.

Watanabe looked at Kiyano Rin, and Kiyano Rin also looked at him.

From the age of four, Rin Kiyono was able to see through lies, relying on a clever mind, over time, to grasp the ability to see through phenomena and understand the nature of human nature.

Such an ability made her, who hated lies, rejected anyone, whether it was a relative or a friend, cruel, except Toru Watanabe.

She took the initiative to think about what he was thinking, understood any worries he had, and knew many things that could not be expressed in words between the two.

"Let me see," Kiyano Rin's calm voice, as if coming from a long distance, "The most arrogant side of your heart~www.ltnovel.com~ the real, unconstrained you."

Watanabe Toru looked at Yukiko Kobayashi behind him.

There is the summer sun, fiery sight, sweat, tears, dreams.

"You know, if I don't do what I should do, what will happen to this Jingu Stadium?"

"I don't know, so please show it to me."

"Kobayashi-san," Watanabe Toru said.

"in!"

"Jersey." Watanabe Toru reached out his hand.

"Yeah!" Yuki Kobayashi wiped his tears and took out the baseball uniform from his duffel bag.

"I don't care what happens." Watanabe Toru took the baseball uniform with tears in his eyes.

Behind him, Kiyano Rin said:

"No matter what happens, I think you live for yourself occasionally, even if it's just a meaningless baseball game."

"...Then please watch, my classmate Kiyano." Watanabe Toru put his hands into the baseball uniform, his clothes fluttering.

"I'm here to tell you what is standing at the top."

Against the light, Watanabe walked into the blazing sun and walked towards the stadium.

There, the much-anticipated Jingu Stadium, effort, regret, joy, dreams, tears, everything will become worthless.

Yuki Kobayashi bowed to Kiyano Rin, and followed Watanabe Toru.

‘Temperament, incomprehensible’

"Student Xiao Lin."

"in!"

"Score again! Eight points! A miracle is Sansong!" the commentator shouted.

"Sansong! Sansong! Sansong!" Thirty thousand people are united.

Among these voices, Toru Watanabe finally came to the entrance of the stadium.

He stepped on the ground and looked at the opponent's baseball club who was high-fiving each other, the cheering teachers and students of Sansong High School, and the enthusiastic audience.

"Let them despair."

Kobayashi wiped away her tears and said with a smile:

"Yes!"