Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"Compared to my seniors, I am still far behind. I am someone who needs to be taken care of on the field."

Hayama Hayato scratched his head and said these modest words casually. Combined with his blond hair and bright smile, he looks like an Asasi hero.

Sure enough, everyone in the football department burst out laughing, obviously very happy. Others also had a favorable impression of this genius.

"Hayama-kun is probably the most powerful person among the freshmen in this class, right? Whether it's athletic talent or looks, I don't think there's anyone better than him in the whole school."

A first-year student from the football club complimented him, looking at Hayama Hayato with eyes full of envy.

"Just this week, I saw four girls come to deliver love letters to Hayama. This morning, there was a girl who sent Zaozou to him. Oh, I'm so envious."

"It's such a thank you that you have to come and train with us during the wonderful holiday, Hayama."

"No, no, actually I..."

"Otherwise, I would go crazy just thinking about you, Hayama, dating a girl while we are training so hard. It's great that you can come to train."

Everyone was laughing and joking, but suddenly a discordant voice sounded:

"Shouldn't the most popular boy be Hojo-san?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's laughter disappeared instantly. The speaker looked at Hayama Hayato carefully in embarrassment, only to see his stiff face burst into laughter again.

"I think Hojo-san cannot be compared with us ordinary students."

He smiled and his tone was very sincere:

"Although we are in the same class, I even want to apply to the Sports Festival Committee to ban Hojo-san from participating in the competition. After all, that would be too bullying, wouldn't it?"

Hayama Hayato spread his hands, and his words caused everyone to nod.

As he spoke, everyone couldn't help but turn their attention to the man standing on the baseball field.

The white brim of the baseball cap blocked the dazzling sunlight and cast a shadow on his face. There was a gentle smile on his face. He just nodded slightly and could make the teacher who was explaining tactics flattered and ecstatic.

Hojo Kyosuke, the man who stands at the top of Sobu High School. He is so outstanding that everyone will subconsciously ignore him when discussing students.

This was the first time for Hojo Kyosuke to listen to his coach's training, and he had a strange feeling. He finally understood why the team was led by the director Tsuchiya in the previous training sessions.

The coach who works as a part-time driver is named Mihara Shozo. He has a Mediterranean hairstyle and a short figure. Unfortunately, he is not obese, otherwise he could perform a meat bomb attack with his hands and feet curled up. He is not a teacher in the school, but a social worker who works in an unknown small company. It is absolutely impossible to come to school during club activities. He can only come to join in the fun during holidays like this.

Anyway, it’s just a matter of making up the numbers, as long as you can call a timeout, who says water friends can’t be coaches. And although Mihara Shozo has no ability, he is actually very popular in the baseball club. As for the reason, this Mihara coach would invite the baseball team members to have a big meal together after every weekend training camp. Although it was just an ordinary fast food, occasionally when he was short of money, he would bring everyone to his single apartment. self catering.

Of course, the small apartment cannot accommodate so many people, so every time there is a group of people standing in the corridor, leaning on the railing, eating and chatting. What more could a coach like this, who doesn’t charge a penny and brings his own dry food, ask for? Although life is a little harder, this youthful thing makes everyone happy.

Nekoda Juzhu quietly told Hojo Kyosuke that one time when he went to see Coach Mihara to play marbles on the weekend, he accidentally heard the coach bragging to his neighbors about how respected he was in the baseball club. The students all regarded him as... A spiritual supporter, he could have coached a giant baseball team, but he stayed at Sobu High because he couldn't bear to part with those cute kids.

Everyone in the baseball club is a good person, and of course they will not expose Coach Mihara. They just blackmail each other and treat each other to a bunch of feasts, probably from Yoshinoya to a 2,000 yen barbecue buffet. In exchange, everyone will eat at Coach Mihara. Pretend to be cute and cute in front of your neighbors and colleagues. While squeezing the wallet hard, while providing emotional value, this is the Sobu High Baseball Club that loves each other.

By the way, occasionally Mihara Shozo would be bullied on the outdoor field, and he would immediately call out the entire baseball team.

"...This, this, and then that, and that, just like what we usually practice, do you understand, Hojo-kun?"

Coach Mihara looked at Hojo Kyosuke seriously. The latter was silent for a while, and then nodded heavily.

"Just like usual practice, right? I understand!"

Someone said seriously.

Sure enough, it's better not to have any expectations for a water-loving coach who bribes his teammates with treats to keep his position as coach.

"I'll leave it to you, I believe you will create miracles! Don't have any psychological burden, just perform normally."

Hojo Kyosuke nodded again, satisfying Coach Mizuto's desire to perform.

Coach Mihara burst out laughing, feeling that his excellent tactical arrangements had increased the team's winning rate by at least ten points.

Today is the time for me to prove myself!

The middle-aged Mediterranean man tugged on his baseball cap fiercely, then crossed his arms over his chest, confident.

Finally, he raised his head and looked towards Lu Gonggao, and was surprised to find that they also had a coach.

"Tugu, did Lu Gonggao's coach just arrive?" he asked doubtfully.

"No, he was also in the grove just now, but he was kneeling behind the big city and hiding himself." Ryota Tsuchiya explained.

"..."

Therefore, this conflict that seemed to be easily calmed down as long as there was one teacher present actually broke out when there were two teachers. It was just that one teacher happily went out for a drive in his new car, and the other teacher behaved obediently. He knelt on the ground and used students as a shield.

In the team of Shikumiya Taka

"...Everyone knows the strength of Sobu Gao. Even if my grandson comes, he can beat them violently. The only variable now is Hojo Kyosuke. I think they have pinned all their hopes on him. I know that Hojo-san can beat people." It's very powerful. Although I haven't seen it, I guess he probably honed his swing skills while hitting people.

Based on what I know about Mihara Shozo, he will definitely put Hojo in the fourth position. Why? Because that's how it's played on TV, and all that guy knows about baseball is from TV. You must not regard him as some master. "

"Hahaha, how could we misunderstand Coach Mihara~" The people at Shikumiya Gao laughed.

"Arnold, I still don't understand why Hojo must be placed in the fourth team."

Coach Shikumiya Gao was about to curse when he heard this, but after looking at the speaker, he swallowed it and explained obediently:

"The one holding the bat is the offensive side. If you want to score, you need to hit the ball and then step on the first, second, and third bases back to home plate. But not everyone can hit a home run, so generally every bat can advance. One base is very good, so in the first three at bats, the coach will put players with high batting averages on the field, with the goal of occupying as many bases as possible.

The ideal situation is that when the fourth pitch comes on, the first, second and third bases on the field are already occupied by your own teammates. In this way, if the fourth pitch hits a fly ball or a home run, you can directly score four points, even if the bases are not loaded. , you can also get as many points as possible. "

After finishing speaking, he looked at the others and said contemptuously:

"But obviously that idiot Mihara doesn't know the strength of their players at all. Strike out, I need to strike out three times!"

He patted a team member heavily on the shoulder:

"Takami, can you do it? Just give them three outs, leaving Hojo Kyosuke with no chance to play!"

"this……"

Shikumiya Taka's ace pitcher Takami Shu hesitated a little. Upon seeing this, the coach immediately said:

"You have to think carefully. If Kyousuke Hojo comes out, it's okay if he can hit your pitch. If he can't hit the ball, he will hit you."

"Hey! Promise to complete the mission!"

Takami Shu shouted, even if it is not for the safety of his teammates and coaches, he must fight for his own life!

"Okay! That's it, very energetic!"

Everyone looked at each other and saw the burning fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

Oshiro Takashi looked around and nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, everyone has a reason to lose."

Yes, even when he proposed the competition, he never thought about winning. The competition is second and friendship is first is not an empty talk. He just transferred the conflict between the two parties to the baseball field. Hojo-kun never said that the loser will be beaten! On the contrary, if everyone defeats Hojo-kun so hard that he loses all face, it will be a bad life.

Baseball is not about fighting and killing, it is about human nature. Be careful when the bat comes out of your hands and accidentally throws it on someone's head!

The tall people in Lu Gong formed a circle and put their right hands together.

"One, two, three, you will lose!"

Oh oh oh——

"Classmate, you have finished listening to our tactics. Can you return to your team now?"

Coach Shikumiya Gao asked with a smile on his face.

Hata Goro, who was cheering with his hands still raised in the air and as happy as a husky, was stunned.

"Is it over yet?" he murmured.

"Yes, it's over. The game is about to start."

The coach smiled, this villain should be able to fully convey our thoughts to Hojo-kun, right?

"Does happy time always fly by so fast?"

Hatagoro put down his hand in despair:

"It's so sudden. I just found a little bit of a feeling of being popular."

He turned around dejectedly and walked towards his fellow Goblin wizards.

"Hey? Goro, wait a minute."

Ojo Takashi shouted quickly.

"what?"

"Clothes, clothes..."

Oshiro pointed at himself and then at Hata Goro. The two of them had exchanged uniforms on the way here.

"Can you let me wear it for a while? I've just found the feeling."

Hata Goro gently stroked the Shikumiya High School baseball uniform on his body, with reluctance written on his face.

"hiss……"

Ojo Takashi took a deep breath, what's going on? Why does he feel like being bullied for no reason?

I wanted to give it to you as a gift, but my dry wallet didn’t allow it.

"Well, Goro, our baseball uniforms are actually not that good. The fabric and workmanship are far worse than your kendo uniforms. If I didn't feel that I was taking advantage of you, I would have wanted to exchange them with you."

"Exchange, really!?"

Hatagoro's eyes lit up.

"Huh? But your kendo uniform looks like it's enough to buy several of my baseball uniforms, right?"

Oshiro Takashi was puzzled and said that although he was not a professional, he could feel the clothes when he wore them. The Hatagoro kendo uniform he was wearing could only be said to be very comfortable. The fabric is not soft or hard, and the size is just right. You can feel the soft fabric when you raise your hands and feet. It is close to the body but not tight. It is a serious high-end product. To be honest, he also wants to say to Hata Goro "Your clothes" , very comfortable.”

"Well, I can't tell the difference between good and bad. Anyway, they are all issued by the ministry. As long as they are lost or damaged, you can get them for free."

Hata Goro said casually.

"..."

Oshiro Takashi was silent. Is there such a big difference in treatment between Sobu High's kendo club and baseball club? If he remembered correctly, Tsuchiya Ryota and his group didn't even have the funds to rent a bus when they competed before, so they all took the subway to compete. If they wanted to keep their uniforms after graduation, they would have to spend money to redeem them...

In the end, Hatagoro exchanged his clothes, not because he suddenly thought of it, but...

"The commander-in-chief is too familiar with our kendo uniforms. If he sees them, he will cut them down. You are a nice guy, Oshiro. I don't want to harm you."

The kind-hearted Hata Goro said this, and Oshiro Takashi was moved to tears. I was really moved, so moved that I didn’t dare to move.

Walking stiffly to the baseball field, the players from both sides lined up, took off their hats, and bowed to each other.

The spectators at the baseball field did not sit in the auditorium. After all, the auditorium was said to be an auditorium, but it was only used to set up a speaking platform and for couples to date, and was not suitable for watching games at all.

What's more, haven't you seen the beautiful girl band on the sidelines?

Drums, guitars, basses, and speakers are all in place.

"How about it, Hojo-kun, I drove the drum set back there too. Let me tell you, our bus is really great and it can still serve for at least two hundred years!"

Coach Mihara came to claim credit, and Ryota Tsuchiya, who was next to him, was not to be outdone and said that he had found someone to coordinate the speakers and wires, ensuring that Hojo-kun would enjoy the warmest cheers.

"..."

Just be happy.

Hojo Kyosuke smiled helplessly. He even had an illusion - am I some kind of overbearing president playing the human world?

Will the next plot be that I go on the field and lose miserably, and in a rage, I take out my checkbook and buy the opponent's Shikumiya Taka?

No, he's not that kind of a nice guy, and it doesn't take a decent approach for him to get Kanamiya Taka's baseball team to admit defeat.

"Should we start? I'm a little nervous."

Curly-haired Himekawa Tokino whispered.

"Nervous? Shouldn't it be burning up?"

Hyōdo Michiru strummed the guitar and smiled brightly. (End of chapter)