Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 104 Finally, I can go see Teacher Kuzeine!

After thinking it over, I realized that only last night's baseball practice helped my muscles get used to the way I swing the bat.

Aoyama Risa only wanted to score one point before heading to the infirmary; she didn't want to stand out too much.

Just leave this impression—very strong, but not physically developed at all, and too busy studying to have time for Koshien or similar events.

Occasionally, he might be allowed to play for a while.

This way, we can avoid going deep into the baseball club while still gathering material.

Aoyama glanced at the panel.

[Koshien: 25%]

—Let's fight then.

Anyway, it won't last long, so I'll just treat it as material gathering.

In the bottom of the first inning, during Kaiming High School's offensive round, no batter scored except for Aoyama Risa.

"Aoyama-kun, how did you hit that ball?" one of the players asked.

The system, led by Aoyama Ryo, remained as silent as a tap.

The baseball team members looked at each other in bewilderment.

"If I tell you the trick now, will you be able to hit the target?!" the balance bike instructor roared. "Instead of pinning your hopes on last-minute cramming, you should trust your regular training!"

".yes!"

In the top half of the second set, it was the opponent's turn to attack again, and Kaiming High School defended.

System: Aoyama Riko ran to the left outfield.

"Brother, you were really amazing just now!" Ono Mizuki was petite, and she tensed up to make sure her voice could be heard clearly on the field.

The system, Aoyama Risa, didn't even glance at her.

However, Ono Mizuki didn't care and just kept cheering him on.

In this round, the opponent unleashed an unexpectedly strong attack, scoring two consecutive points and instantly turning the tide of the game.

With no ball flying to left field, System Aoyama was ineffective on defense.

—Koito, that's about enough. Just one more point and you'll be going to see Mr. Kuzeon!
Then, in the bottom of the second inning, it wasn't System Aoyama Risa's turn to bat. Kaiming High School had someone reach base, but no score was scored.

2:1, the opponent is in the lead.

In the top of the third inning, Kaiming High School was on the defensive again.

"Why won't you let your brother hit you?" Ono Mizuki asked, puzzled.

"The order of the beats seems to have been arranged in advance?" Drummer Mengshi was also not quite sure.

Soon, the away team demonstrated their hitting prowess once again, with a runner on third base and an imminent score.

"When did their striking power increase so much?" The female manager wondered anxiously in the rest area.

"The defense has an ace pitcher, and the offense has such a lineup." The hoverboard coach remained silent.

The opponents are all very strong, and it's hard to imagine that Kaiming High School could break through these schools and enter Koshien.

On the pitcher's mound, the number 1 player took a deep breath, glancing at third base out of the corner of his eye. The visiting team's number 6 player at third base looked eager to steal the base.

This guy stole a base from first to second, so there's a possibility he might do it again.

Minister Number 1 raises his leg and throws the ball!

Clang!
He's been hit!

The away team's number 6 started running instantly, heading straight for home plate.

The ball landed in the infield, flew between the two infielders, and headed towards the outfield.

System·Aoyama Risa ran over, scooped up the ball without slowing down, and threw it away.

call!
The white ball tore through the air, as straight as a white line.

The ball passed the away team's number 6 who was heading towards home plate, and with a thud, it fell into the catcher's glove.

"Elimination!" The referee announced that the away team's number 6 was out of the game.

"Phew!" Everyone at Kaiming High School breathed a sigh of relief.

This game is over, and we finally held on, preventing the away team from scoring.

"Brother, that's awesome!" Ono Mizuki clapped enthusiastically.

System·Aoyama Risa rubbed his right arm as he walked back to the rest area.

“Give me ice,” He said to the female manager.

"Aoyama-kun, are you alright?" the female manager asked with concern as she brought over an ice pack.

"I can play another game after resting for a while." System Aoyama Ryo walked to a corner and gave himself an ice pack and massage.

"Grandpa, Aoyama-kun is injured!"

"I saw it." The balance bike instructor saw it all.

Having served as a baseball coach for so many years, Aoyama Risa could tell at a glance what kind of situation he was in.

He is no longer able to play.

But the kid said he wanted to rest for a while and then go up to play a game, so we let him play one.

Without the system, Aoyama Risa's match continued.

—It's just a competitive mode, not a deathmatch, don't hurt me!
Aoyama Risa wasn't the only one injured in this match.

One of the opposing players was hit by a pitch thrown by the number 1 captain. Although he reached base with this hit-and-run and even scored a point, he still had to leave the game to rest.

At the end of the sixth inning, the away team had 5 points and Kaiming High School had 4 points.

At the end of the seventh inning, the away team had 6 points and Kaiming High School had 4 points.

Minister No. 1 is under increasing pressure, his performance has slumped, his ball control is unstable, and his ball speed is only around 115.

The whistle blew to end the eighth inning. On the scoreboard, the away team had 7 points and Kaiming High School had 5 points.

"Is the match almost over? Isn't my little brother going to play?" Akika Gasai didn't care about winning or losing and looked towards the rest area.

"Is he injured?" Ono Mika asked worriedly.

"Senior, Aoyama-kun is fine. If he were really injured, he would have already gone to the infirmary," F. Rino comforted him.

Ono Mizuki didn't say anything, but clenched her small fists.

"Huh?" said the tallest one, Bass Sakura. "It seems like the junior is talking to the coach."

"Where?"

"What are you saying?" Everyone stood up, as if the higher they stood, the farther they could hear.

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"Coach, let me shoot."

—Shut up!
They're just there to make up the numbers, and they're even trying to steal a starting position!
"Mr. Aoyama!" the female manager said anxiously.

It's already the ninth inning, and the opponent is leading by two points. To put it bluntly, we can't let the opponent score a single point in the first half of the inning, and we need to get at least three points in the second half for Kaiming High School to have a chance of winning.

is it possible?
Theoretically possible, but practically impossible.

Even if they manage to defend the offense, so what? With Kaiming High School's batting lineup, can they really take three points from the opponent? They only managed four points in the first eight innings combined.

"So, Mr. Aoyama, you don't need to do such a thankless task while you're injured," the female manager said, looking at the system, Aoyama Rin, with eyes full of dissuasion.

The baseball team members all looked at Aoyama Osamu, then turned to the No. 1 captain.

"I will obey all the coach's arrangements," the pale-faced minister said in a deep voice.

The balance scooter stared intently at the system. Aoyama Ryo stared for a while, not understanding why he had lied last time.
He saw a strong competitive spirit in the calm eyes of System Aoyama Rikatsu.

The coach said slowly, "Go give it a try."

The group jogged away from the rest area, and Aoyama Risa ran towards the pitcher's mound.

"Go for it, Aoyama-kun!" the female manager shouted from behind.

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"Why is my brother going there?" Ono Mizuki asked, puzzled.

Ono Mika observed Aoyama Osamu's arm, worried about his health.

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“This is getting more and more interesting,” Miyako Yaeko said with a smile.

“Interfering with the baseball team’s performance will affect my evaluation,” Ai said, arms crossed.

"But wouldn't this allow for a better evaluation of Aoyama?" With her hair as black as night, Miyako looked at Ai Mikami. "What do you think of Aoyama Risa's baseball skills?"

"As I've said before, talent, appearance, and family background are not factors for me."

So what do you think of him as a person?

"C."

"C"

"You are D."

"C means liking, B means love, and A means unwavering loyalty?"

"Then he is 'C-class'."

"'C' is not acceptable either."

Seeing that Ai looked at Miyako Yaeko.

Miyako Yaeko laughed and said, "He is mine."

“Boring.” Seeing Ai’s gaze return to the pitcher’s mound, Aoyama Osamu said.

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System·Aoyama Risa stood on the pitcher's mound, his expression as indifferent as Ma Long's when he heard the audience shout 'Lin Gaoyuan 4-0'.

He casually tossed aside the cloth bag containing anti-slip powder.

7:5, Kaiming High School is lagging behind.

In the top of the ninth inning, the goal is to eliminate three batters.

System·Aoyama Ryo looked up at home plate.

The opponent was like a taut bow, a bead of sweat trickling down his cheek, gleaming with the cold light of a weapon.

Yes, they are in the lead, but being in the lead does not equal victory.

We won't let our guard down until the very last moment, no matter who's standing on the pitcher's mound!
The entire audience held their breath.

How will the boy who hit a home run at the start of the game perform when the score is behind and he is switched to the pitcher position?
Can we hold on?

Could this give Kaiming a chance to counterattack?
Ono Mizuki and the others clutched their chests, their hearts pounding.

Seeing that Ai and Yaeko Miyako had also fallen silent.

System·Aoyama Riki raised his left leg.

Then he suddenly stepped out.

The right arm swinging from back to front, and the posture of the whole body, don't look like a ball thrower, but more like a boatman, with the boat in the distant sky behind him.

"call!"

The white ball flew off the court at an absurdly high angle, like an arrow hitting a target. The batter was stunned.

The next moment, he opened his mouth.

That ball, which looked like a terrible shot, somehow veered off course and landed with a thud in the catcher's glove.

The trajectory of the ball is '('.

"A good shot!" The referee was stunned.

"What an exaggerated angle!"

"But the ball speed is quite slow," someone in the stands commented.

"He has excellent ball control and his shots are very accurate."

"This is getting interesting. Kaiming might actually have a chance."

Aoyama Riki lifted his leg again.

If someone crouches to his right front and looks up at him, they will once again witness the awe-inspiring scene of the sky ship being dragged along.

Ouch!
The white ball once again struck the catcher's glove at an unusual angle.

"Two strikes!"

"Three strikes!"

"Out of the game!"

Strikeout quickly.

The cheerleaders shouted with all their might, with a genuine passion they had never shown before.

"Brother, keep it up! I can see that you're extremely good at striking out!" Mizuki Ono shouted.

'What do you know!'

I don't care about her anymore.

Although the system was operating it, it was Aoyama Risa's own physical strength that was being consumed, and he was the one who had to bear the pain in his arm.

The away team's second batter entered the game.

"Go Aoyama! Shut down their batting line!" the baseball team shouted from the dugout.

As long as you're wearing a jersey, and as long as the jersey has the Kaiming High School badge on it, you're teammates!
The system, led by Aoyama Ryo, did not respond, indifferently applying anti-slip powder.

He raised his left leg and stomped out.

"call!"

The batter swings.

"Bang!" The white ball, which was falling midway, hit the catcher's glove.

"A good shot!"

The catcher threw the ball back, and System Aoyama Risa caught it without even looking at it, then began to take a deep breath.

My arms are nearing their limit.

Sweat poured down uncontrollably.

But you couldn't tell from his appearance that he was injured.

Aoyama Risa was so overwhelmed by pain that he was unable to concentrate.

It hurts too much.

However, this batter still had two balls left, and after eliminating him, only one batter remained.

System·Qingshan Road: Lift your leg and throw the ball.

"Two strikes!"

"Three strikes!"

Crisp and neat.

"Two out!"

The third batter entered the game, who was also the away team's theoretically strongest fourth batter.

"They're really going to completely shut down the opponent's offensive line!" Many people couldn't help but stand up.

"There's a chance, there's a real chance!" the members of the Kaiming High School baseball team exclaimed excitedly.

Even if we need to win three points in the second half to win, it's a million times better than ending the game now if we shut down the opponent's attack!
System: Aoyama Ritsu's pitch.

The ball speed is not fast, but it is unpredictable and accurate, leaving the hitter confused and terrified.

"A good shot!"

"Two balls left!"

"Go, Aoyama!" Playing on home turf, the surrounding area was filled with cheers and shouts.

[Body damaged, exit competitive mode]

--Now?
It was as if he had suddenly burst out of the water, and cheers, the feel of the white ball, and the smell of sweat all rushed up at once.

Immediately afterwards, an intense, stinging pain in my arm overwhelmed all my senses.

Aoyama Ryo closed his eyes.

Is he enjoying the cheers?

"Are you nervous?"

"Go for it, Aoyama-kun!"

"Absolutely no problem, Aoyama-kun is invincible!"

Aoyama Risa has already demonstrated absolute dominance. Not to mention the girls around him, the students and alumni of Kaiming High School, even his opponents are ready for a fierce battle in the bottom of the ninth inning.

Let's leave.

Although a pitcher cannot be changed before the end of the matchup with the current batter, he can leave the game due to illness as long as the umpire confirms the arm injury.

The revenge has been achieved.

They even left behind a 'renown'.

People would say that if Aoyama hadn't been injured, with his pitching and hitting abilities, Kaiming High School would definitely have had a chance.

If this continues, without his transformation and with his injury, he might not even be able to throw the ball 18.44 meters.

Aoyama opened his eyes and turned to look at the left outfield, where the No. 1 captain had taken his place.

The minister nodded to him, giving him a reassuring gesture that encouraged him to go ahead and fight, even if he got hit, they would still be able to defend.

'Bro, I wanted you to go!'

Upon closer reflection, it's not appropriate either.

The system didn't become the pitcher, bringing hope to enlightenment, and that's that.

Given the current situation, with him injured and forced to leave the field, and replaced by the number one minister, if he fails to defend, he will definitely be ridiculed.

The minister has a good reputation in baseball; we can't put him under this kind of pressure.

If this were the main competition, Aoyama would definitely step down and let the No. 1 minister take over.

Although the chances are slim, the minister is at least more capable than him.

But this was just a training match.

Aoyama looked down at the pitcher's mound, then looked at home plate.

--system

[I am currently resting and unable to provide guidance]

"Maybe we can achieve a 'perfect half game'!" The audience was filled with anticipation.

A 'perfect half inning' is defined as three strikeouts in three pitches.

In the history of Koshien Stadium, Osaka Toin Stadium set a record for the shortest half-inning in the Summer Koshien by striking out three batters with one strikeout and catching two fly balls.

Aoyama Ryo didn't even catch the ball; he struck out twice cleanly.

He ignored the audience's expectations, such as a 'perfect half-game'; he would consider it a victory if he could avoid losing two points in the next round.

If the away team loses two points, the visiting team will have 9 points and the Kaiming team will have 5 points, resulting in a 4-point difference between the two teams. In that case, the game will be declared over immediately, and there will be no bottom of the ninth inning.

Did the pitch get hit by the ball and send the opponent to base?
You can't intentionally hit someone, and if you get the batter in front of you to base, another batter will appear. The inning won't end until a third batter is eliminated.

No matter what Aoyama Risa thinks, there's nothing he can do on his own.

What do you do when there's no other way?
Do your best.

Throw until your arm can't hold on anymore, that's how you gather material!

Aoyama took a deep breath and raised his left leg.

The entire audience held their breath.

For a fleeting moment, Aoyama Risa could still feel the lingering sensation of the 'transformation,' like stepping from indoors to outdoors in the summer while still surrounded by the cool air of the air conditioner.

—Let's go!
Aoyama Risa suddenly stepped out with his left foot, and the stinging pain in his right arm felt like a sharp arrow piercing his body.

—Green Mountain!
If the system can't throw the ball, I, Aoyama, will throw it myself!

"Two strikes!"

Aoyama Risa raised his arms and let out a silent shout.

"Ah!!" The whole stadium cheered.

"Just one more goal to go!"

"Strike out! Strike out! Strike out!"

After a brief moment of excitement, Aoyama Risa began to pant.

I experienced tinnitus, blurred vision, and uncontrollable trembling in my right arm.

Because of the momentum built up earlier, the batter didn't dare to swing the bat easily in this round.

But what should they do next? The opponent won't dare bet on a bad pitch and will most likely swing.

Aoyama Riki lifted his leg, trying his best to recall the feeling when the system lost the ball.

Bet everything, gamble everything!
—Go, Green Mountain!

If the previous experience was like being hit by an arrow, this time it felt like being struck by a battering ram.

The white ball slipped from my hand and rolled to the ground.

Everyone present stood up.

Aoyama Risa slowly squatted down, looking at his right arm resting on his right leg. It looked as if it had been severed and fallen to the ground, no longer a part of his body.

"reason!"

"elder brother!"

"Aoyama-kun!" The female manager rushed onto the court.

When I saw Shang Ai stand up for the first time.

Through the net, Miyako Yaeko frowned and stared intently.

(End of this chapter)