How rude, we are pure love!

"H-How did you get in?"

"Oh, you are talking about this. I talked to your mother and she asked me to come find you." Qingye hurriedly explained his legitimacy.

Your vigilance is too low!

"Even my family agrees to this. Come down quickly, or I'll smash your window with a baseball." The boy threw the ball in his hand.

Are you a baseball thug!

*

The sunlight shines through the shade of the trees, casting spots of light. A man and a woman are stepping on the spots of light under the trees.

At this time, Qingye stopped and the blonde girl took two steps before coming to her senses and turning her head to look at the boy.

"So, I'm going to the baseball game next week," he began.

"Huh? You're going to play baseball?"

Eriri widened her blue eyes, her little head unable to understand what the boy meant. She knew that Kiyono had been playing baseball recently, but he was not at the level where he could play!

Besides, your hands are used to write, why would you...

Ah, she suddenly understood something and bit her lips.

It's because of her.

"I will convey important things to you."

——Such a declaration.

*

On the playground, Yukinoshita, Yuigahama, and Shizuka Hiratsuka from the Service Club stood in a line, looking at the baseball club's practice in front of them. Because the sun was too hot, they all wore baseball caps to protect their heads from the sun.

"It seems that the reversal like in the comics is impossible."

The teacher who loved passionate topics sighed. At this time, the baseball club was filled with a visibly depressed atmosphere. Even the daily practice was inattentive. The coach retired and the main members were injured. This was a huge blow to the sports club.

Yukinoshita stood there, still as white and bright as the winter snow in the far north. Even the sun could not change her appearance. However, the cold girl sighed secretly, thinking about something that she would not normally think about.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she was indeed not good at leading teammates, especially a team. Now that the baseball team was in such an atmosphere, she didn't know how to lead them to cheer up.

Logically speaking, the commission she accepted was only to "help the baseball team develop a practice plan to make them stronger until the next game", not to help them win the game. She had done her best and could only accept this result.

However, since she had agreed to this matter, she must take responsibility for the consequences.

Maybe this may seem a little silly in the eyes of others, but this is the philosophy that Yukinoshita has always adhered to.

If... that guy were here, could he do better?

A similar thought suddenly occurred to Yukinoshita.

"Hmm, this swing angle would give even the baseball god nightmares."

Yuigahama sat on a chair at the side, looking at the new third runner, biting a popsicle in her mouth, and sighed slightly - nine out of ten sticks were empty, even she, an outsider, could see the other party's level.

"After all, they're just juniors from the first grade. In a time like this, who's going to save everything? The transfer student with a Koshien obsession? Or the legendary genius thug being pursued by professional scouts?"

Hiratsuka-sensei suddenly spoke in a low voice, as if speaking from the side.

The moment he finished speaking, the chirping of cicadas suddenly became silent.

"Excuse me, are you looking for me?"

The three members of the service department turned around in surprise.

As if an invisible hand plucked the strings of light, the setting sun suddenly burst into a dazzling waterfall of light. A young man walked out from the burning sun, a baseball bag on his shoulder. Every step he took would stir up tiny specks of light. When his figure completely covered the three of them, the noise of the baseball team's training ground receded like a tide.

——The young man standing against the light smiled.

"Um..." Yuigahama's popsicle dripped onto her white socks, and the girl smiled awkwardly, "We were just joking..."

"Don't expose it. This Showa man-like way of appearing should at least give the reaction that a hot-blooded manga should have!" Shizuka Hiratsuka encouraged with her eyes.

Yukinoshita said nothing, just looked at him with a weird expression.

"Don't look at me like that! I'm just trying to imitate a classic plot!"

The protagonist's atmosphere disappeared instantly, Qingye coughed and pretended nothing happened.

"I heard they need a batsman?"

Although she had pretended to be disgusted just now, the moment she saw the boy's figure, Yukinoshita's heart was strangely at peace... Did he come here for her? That was the only reason, right?

Thinking of this, the girl's mood changed slightly.

exquisite.

soft.

Like happiness, like dependence.

Even her words became three times lighter.

"Can you play baseball? We've already agreed that we'll be playing in a real game soon."

"I've played for a while, but I'm definitely a lot behind the regular players now. But if I practice hard, I should be able to catch up."

Qingye said frankly that he had never underestimated sports. None of those great players relied solely on talent and luck. It was impossible for him to surpass others and become a top ace in a short period of time.

"is it?"

For some reason, Yukinoshita raised her eyebrows and suddenly felt a little dissatisfied - Qingye had undergone new changes, but she did not notice it at the first time.

As if to hide her emotions, she stood up and took Qingye to the field, temporarily stopping the baseball club members' practice.

Meanwhile, at a distance, Eriri was quietly watching the developments here.

Yukinoshita briefly introduced:

"Well...this is my new foreign aid. You can try practicing with him."

Everyone's attention shifted, curiously resting on Qingye - as a baseball player, the first thing they paid attention to was his height and arms, which was the basis for simply judging a player, and Qingye met both criteria perfectly.

"Kiyono, are you willing to join the baseball club?" Imai, the flat-haired boy who had practiced baseball with him before, looked surprised.

"I'm just filling the vacancy in the first game next week. I can be considered an external aid... Having said that, maybe my strength is not enough." Qingye was very humble.

Let’s try it, they said excitedly.

So, here comes a simple exercise.

Under the gaze of Eriri, Yukinoshita and the others, Kiyono put on a baseball helmet, picked up a metal bat, and stood in the batter's box.

The so-called third batter is the player standing next to the catcher who is often seen in baseball comics. As long as he keeps hitting the ball thrown by the opponent, he can score points.

He pulled the brim of his hat, gripped the bat tightly with both hands, and kept his eyes fixed on the ball.

It turns out this person has this side to him. Yukinoshita and Eriri were a little surprised.

From the audience's perspective, because everyone on the court was wearing the same clothes and baseball caps, their individual identities were integrated into the group, but she had absolute confidence and could spot him in the crowd at a glance - that was a kind of fiery will.

The air gradually quieted down, the pitcher gripped the ball tightly with both hands, twisting his body—

then.

Clang!

The powerful ball flew high into the sky.

...You call this lack of strength?

Yukinoshita and the others suddenly fell silent.

*

After a simple practice match, the baseball club members suddenly became much more enthusiastic about the boy - if he could join, it would definitely enhance their strength.

but……

"Sorry, I probably won't be able to practice with the baseball club."

Qingye's words made the entire stadium quiet.

Feeling the strange looks from the people around him, in order to avoid being misunderstood, he explained:

"I plan to practice hard this week. After all, my practice time is too short. But I'm worried that if you spend too much time with me, it will be a burden on your bodies. If one more player gets injured, you can all withdraw."

This was the truth. In order to impress a certain girl, he decided to give it his all—or rather, that had always been his style. Ordinary club practice couldn't satisfy him.

Oh, so the other members expressed their understanding. They couldn’t ask for too much and could only hope that Qingye’s strength could be improved this week.

Next, Qingye played two more games with Jiandan, then walked out of the stadium, bought a bottle of sports drink, and muttered.

"Is there anyone good to practice with?"

With his current status, he could actually find a lot of professional sparring partners as long as he asked, but this always feels too serious and unnecessary. Students' football games should still be played with the passion of students.

"some."

It seems like someone is talking.

"Preferably a cute athletic girl with firm muscles, soft feminine thighs, and a slim waist."

"Yes, brother."

I must have been overthinking it.

“It would be best if we could share the same fighting spirit and run together.”

"Yes, brother, yes."

"——So you weren't just hallucinating!"

Looking at the pretty smiling girl in front of him, Qingye widened his eyes and opened his mouth in shock.

She had neat short hair, an orange lemon hairpin, and a delicate and pretty face without any makeup. Just as he had said, she had a sexy figure that was difficult for ordinary girls to match, and her exposed skin revealed a touch of beauty.

——Burning salt and lemon.

He had never expected that the previous version of the girl would appear here. After all, this was his simulation, right?

Lemon tilted his head and took two steps back.

"So I'm a phantom-level beautiful girl in Qing's eyes. I'm so happy!"

"That means it's too shocking..." Qingye explained.

"What a man who doesn't understand romance."

The athletic girl said this dejectedly, then, with a smile on her face, she stretched out a finger and pointed at him.

"I'm here to play ball with you."

You're willing to cross two worlds to exercise with me, you... I'm a little touched.

Qingye was filled with emotion and raised his fist.

In the summer sunshine, Lemon smiled and bumped fists with him.

*

The two followed Lemon to a playground in a large park nearby. Lemon had booked this place in advance and it was a perfect place to practice. From time to time, children would come over and look in curiously.

The athletic girl was doing stretching exercises while looking at Qingye and said with a smile:

"Hehe, do you feel the oppression of a strong man from me?"

"Sorry, this is my area of ​​expertise. I'm going to use my bat to avenge my previous defeat."

Qingye was also doing warm-up exercises. Their eyes accidentally met, and they both seemed to be thinking of the past, and they showed nostalgic expressions at the same time.

"A-Qing wants revenge with a bat...hateful?"

"Don't make dirty jokes!"

At this moment, Eriri, watching the intimate interaction between the two, couldn't help but twitch her lips - how can you just go out and meet such a beautiful girl with whom you have such a good relationship? And is it really okay to have such a passionate development?

The blonde girl felt a little strange. After all, in her eyes, Qingye had always been a stay-at-home like her.

In other words.