Persona: Devil Summoner

Unexpectedly, Fang Zexia also became interested. She clenched her hands and waved them in the air.

“Are you good at playing ball?”.

Because Fang Zexia said this out of the blue, Jiang Tianwei was caught off guard and responded without thinking.

Fortunately, this sentence could barely follow President Shinjima's words. Although she felt that Jiang Tianwei's words were a bit abrupt, she still replied: "I can't say that I'm good at it, but I know the basic rules."

Suddenly, a devilish idea came into President Niijima's mind. She smiled mysteriously and said, "I say, classmate Jiang, do you want to come to the competition?"

"ah?".

"It's a baseball game. Each person plays one inning, and we see who performs better. The loser must satisfy an order from the winner."

"Eh? Why…"

Jiang Tianwei looked reluctant. Of course, just like what I just said, baseball is very popular in Japan, but it is not the case in China. In China, if you don't look for it deliberately, it is even difficult to find a baseball field. Compared with basketball courts and ping-pong tables, it is really a dimensionality reduction attack...

(Sure enough, Jiang Tianwei is not good at baseball.).

Niijima was well aware of the gap between China and Japan, so she firmly believed that if they were playing baseball, Jiang Tianwei would definitely lose to her - just like she would lose in table tennis.

"Oh, I thought you would accept it."

Shinjima said as she pulled out a baseball bat from the box beside her. It looked like she was ready to take a couple of swings.

Jiang Tianwei's original intention of bringing her here was to find a place where there was no one around to have a verbal argument with her. Who would have thought that the argument would suddenly turn into a passionate competition?

"I was..."

"Hurry up and promise her!"

Jiang Tianwei wanted to refuse, but Fang Zexia was eager to create chaos and kept fanning the flames. This little girl was unexpectedly passionate. Now she just needed to wear an eye mask and cosplay as Jiang Tianwei's coach.

Jiang Tianwei glanced at her. Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was very clear: Stop making trouble.

Fang Ze Xia didn't care at all: "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. All you have to do is defeat the president and order her to [meet all your demands]! You can beat her to her knees and take her back to force her to do it..."

"Just shut up!".

Jiang Tianwei couldn't help but complain again. "

Shinjima raised his eyebrows and said, "Can I assume that you agree to this? It's not that easy to shut me up with your strength."

"Um, this..."

Jiang Tianwei didn't know what to say. How could he explain to others that he was not talking to Shinjima, but to a beautiful ghost girl? If she believed it, then there really was a ghost.

However, Jiang Tianwei had no choice but to hesitate, and Xindao quickly went to the administrator to pay the money for two people... The matter had been settled, and it was too late to regret.

Jiang Tianwei weighed the baseball bat in his hand, turned his wrist, hummed, and thought to himself: (Sure enough - I can't play baseball at all! ! ! What should I do!)

Fang Zexia next to him smiled evilly and said, "What are you afraid of? All you have to do is hit the ball with a stick!"

Jiang Tianwei thought that this girl was talking so lightly...

Niijima was actually ready to swing the bat early on.

Being a baseball hitter is a profession that requires strong reflexes and dynamic vision. Jiang Tianwei is somewhat confident in his reflexes, but unfortunately, he has no idea about the hitting position. In fact, he only knows the term home run in baseball terms.

If you ask Jiang Tianwei to swing the stick and hit the ball, then he will hit it 100%. But if you want to control the trajectory of the ball, then it is impossible. It's like everyone can write ABCD, but not everyone can get a perfect score in the English Level exam...

Fang Zexia obviously knew that he was not capable of this, and she had an expression as if she was going to enjoy a good show.

Jiang Tianwei didn't know what to make of Shinjima's performance. Anyway, every hit she made flew out, and there should be no home runs... because in this stadium, there was something similar to a gong placed at the home run position, and once it was hit, there would be a crisp sound.

As for how many points this counts and what level it belongs to, I have no idea.

Soon, she finished her swing, raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and raised her chin to Jiang Tianwei: "It's your turn, junior."

Jiang Tianwei could only bite the bullet and stand on the batting platform... At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind...

(What excuse can I use to deny my defeat?)

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 124 Are you Feng Ling Yue Ying's Umbra?

Jiang Tianwei had never been so nervous before. He stood on the batting platform, shaking all over, sweating, his eyes staring, his heart beating fast, and not a single movement was decent... It was a pity that it was not Halloween, otherwise he would not even need to put on makeup and could go directly COS a zombie.

"Hehe, are you nervous?"

Fang Zexia floated in front of him, and Jiang Tianwei ignored her. Fang Zexia giggled: "Okay, can I still hurt you? Come, stand in my position."

Fang Zexia took a seat in front of Jiang Tianwei, and Jiang Tianwei stood over with doubt...

"Come closer and stand with me."

Fang Zexia said this, and Jiang Tianwei could only take a few steps forward.

Literally, the two figures overlapped and became one.

Fang Zexia stretched out her hands, made a fist, and continued: "Come on, for a while, put your hands where my hands are, and just follow my instructions."

Fang Zexia swung the stick quickly, and Jiang Tianwei followed suit.

"That's it. Get ready. The ball is coming."

Fang Zexia is a ghost and cannot be blocked by any person or object in reality. Using this feature, the two people can of course fit together perfectly. In this way, Jiang Tianwei can stand directly in Fang Zexia's position. Especially since Jiang Tianwei's body is bigger than Fang Zexia's, whether it's his arms or something else, so, as long as he looks at his hands completely wrapped around Fang Zexia's hands, he can ensure that his position is similar to what Fang Zexia sees.

Snapped!

The ball machine made a clear sound, and Jiang Tianwei didn't even raise his head, but stared at Fang Zexia's hands. Once those small hands started moving, he immediately used his arms to chase her.

If it were anyone else, they would definitely not be able to react in time.

But Jiang Tianwei's devilish reflexes allowed him to imitate Fang Zexia's two-handed swing of the bat with almost seamless timing...

Snapped!

The bat gave off a heavy sensation of hitting something, and then the white ball in front of him flew high into the air, forming an arc...

Boom!

With perfect accuracy, the baseball hit the home run mark with a resounding thud.

"what?!"

The most surprised person was none other than Shinjima Makoto.

Home runs are not impossible, but how can an amateur hit a home run in his first baseball game? It's like you spend two dollars on a lottery ticket and win five million dollars directly... Although it's not impossible, no one thinks it will happen under normal circumstances.

In the baseball world, the home run is undoubtedly the most powerful shot. No matter how you look at it, Niijima's previous hits could not match the value of a home run.

Jiang Tianwei won the game.

But... the pitching machine doesn't care about that. It keeps firing baseballs at intervals. Fang Zexia is having a blast, directing Jiang Tianwei's body and swinging the bat continuously. Although the home run rate is not 100%, the hit rate is frighteningly high. It can be seen that this girl was definitely a good baseball player when she was alive...

"I said, why did you practice rhythmic gymnastics back then? It would be better if you could play professional baseball..."

Jiang Tianwei complained in a low voice.

Fang Zexia ignored him and just moved her arms like a professional baseball player warming up. Although she was not sweaty, her eyes were staring straight at the sky through the mesh, with a sense of longing and satisfaction.

"..."

Jiang Tianwei had forgotten everything.

This girl ghost who cannot become a Buddha can neither contact others nor touch things. Apart from chatting with herself, she has no entertainment activities to kill time. She must feel bored...

Today, through the close cooperation between the two, Fang Zexia finally experienced the feeling of playing baseball in the void.

(Take her out to play next time.).

Jiang Tianwei thought so.

Fang Zexia turned around, the excitement in her eyes had disappeared, and she returned to the cheerful and naughty attitude of a school girl. She pointed at Niijima Makoto and said with a smile: "The student council president is so stupid~ Hurry up and make her meet all your requirements!"

"...I didn't expect you to have such a hidden trick."

Of course, Shinjima also saw Jiang Tianwei's terrifyingly high hit rate of home runs. Although the balls fired by the machine are easy to control, such a high hit rate is definitely not a coincidence.

(That is to say, I was the one being led by the nose all along...)

Shinjima sighed. Although Jiang Tianwei did not mean that, Shinjima had a different perspective: Although the two of them met by chance at the beginning, they were now at the baseball field, and it was Jiang Tianwei who brought her here... It was because I saw the baseball field that I thought of playing baseball. And I decided to play baseball because I considered that he, as a Chinese, probably did not understand baseball at all... What if he had planned all this in advance?

(Could he be the think tank of the Phantom Thieves?).

Shinjima felt that the junior in front of him was becoming more and more unfathomable.

But now, compared to these things, she couldn't help but bite her lip: "I'm willing to accept the loss. What...do you want to ask for?"

If it weren't for the mental patience of the great monk, Jiang Tianwei would have been overjoyed by now, laughing wildly at the success of his villain. Has anyone seen Maori Kogoro's signature laugh? It's about that feeling.

I believe that everyone has more or less thought about how great it would be if there was a god or a strong man who could tell you and fulfill your wish. Although the story of Aladdin is beautiful, there are always people who feel unsatisfied...

Fang Zexia kept encouraging him, and Jiang Tianwei couldn't get over her, so he sighed and said, "Then, Senior Niijima."

"Yes!".

When his name was called, Shinjima involuntarily stood up straight and trembled all over.

"My request is: I ask you to meet all my conditions."

"…Do you think I would agree to this little trick?"

Shinjima gritted her teeth and almost squeezed out the few words from between her teeth. If this were a comic, the dialog box when she spoke would definitely be an explosion box.

"Well, he clearly said that all requests would be met! Is this what President Niijima calls his enlightenment?"

Now Jiang Tianwei is the winner. He is at a psychological advantage and can tease the opponent as much as he wants.

Shinjima lowered his head and remained silent. Jiang Tianwei continued to tease, "If I had lost just now, I'm afraid that Senior Sister would have asked me a lot of questions, right?"

“…I can’t deny it.”

Seeing Shinjima lowering his head and looking at a loss, Jiang Tianwei shrugged and said with a smile: "Then just remember it for now. I'll come to you again when I think of something I want Senior Niijima to do in the future. Senior is so serious, she won't go back on her word, right?"

Jiang Tianwei waved his hand casually and left her alone.

(I made her owe me a favor. I guess she will be embarrassed to follow me for a while.)

Thinking about it this way, I have to thank Fang Zexia.

Shinjima Makoto looked at Jiang Tianwei's relaxed back with a frown on his face.

Now, she was almost certain that there was definitely something wrong with Jiang Tianwei. She wanted to take a gamble, but...

The saying "stealing a chicken but losing the rice" is probably referring to myself...

(Unwilling...)

Shinjima bit his lips, his eyes showing hidden pain...

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 125 The core of the dark hotpot is darkness

After getting rid of Shinjima Makoto, Jiang Tianwei felt more relaxed than ever. After buying some daily necessities for Yusuke, Jiang Tianwei went to the vegetable market to pick out things.

Today is a special day. It is a memorial service for Madarame Kanshin.

I have never seen such a miserable Phantom Thief. After the thieves in the stories succeeded, they would eat meat and drink wine happily, and they were so happy! Looking at the Phantom Thieves in reality, they had solved the big greedy person like Madarame, but they had no money to eat and drink. They could not show off to their friends, and they had to be on guard against whether someone would track down the Phantom Thieves...

Real life is so difficult, so we have to learn to entertain ourselves and find joy in suffering...So everyone in the Phantom Thieves agreed that since today is a day off, they would have a hotpot party together at Jiang Tianwei's house in the afternoon.

There is a legend that hot pot was invented by Mongolians. No one knows for sure. After all, it is impossible for Emperor Qianlong to praise every snack when he went to the south of the Yangtze River, and then pass it down through the ages! This kind of propaganda method is to challenge the ancients. Anyway, they can't jump out of their coffins to refute you.

Since we are holding a party at home, it would be unacceptable for me, as the host, to be too stingy.

Besides, hotpot is all about the atmosphere. If there are not enough varieties, it will be boring. I selected seven or eight kinds of vegetables and took several boxes of beef and mutton. I think the quantity is enough.

then……

(Hehehe…)

Jiang Tianwei grinned in his heart, reached out to the dessert counter and picked up a bar of cheap chocolate.

Whether it is before, after or during the meal, there is no such thing as eating hot pot with chocolate. So why did he take this?

Of course it’s because today’s hotpot is not just any hotpot! It’s a dark hotpot!

What is dark hot pot?

Just put the basic dishes in and cook them... it's so fast! Turn off the lights! Then everyone puts the ingredients into the pot with a crackling sound.