Diamond Ace: Another Story of Sawamura

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"By the way...why are you staying here...are you the same as me..."

"..." Seeing that he was too bored, Eijun went straight to the equipment room to get a pair of gloves, and then slowly answered his question, "Well, almost, passing and catching the ball?"

After throwing a few soft warm-up balls, Fūya moved his shoulders boredly, "My shoulders should be almost warmed up... Can I start throwing faster?"

"Well, yes."

"You're not a bad guy!" As he said this, Fūya had already thrown the ball.

"boom--"

"..." Feeling the power of the ball still in his glove, Eijun looked at the shocked Fūya and said lightly, "The power of the ball is good."

"..." Fūya caught the ball and looked at Eijun in shock. He didn't expect that the ball could be caught so easily.

"..." The ball didn't come for a long time, and Rongchun tapped his glove to attract his attention, "What? You don't want to shoot anymore?"

"I throw!" Fōtani suddenly opened fire, got into position and threw the next ball with all his might.

"boom--"

"..." After catching a few balls, Eijun got tired of it. "You only know how to throw the ball with brute force? You don't have any control over the ball! I won't catch it anymore."

“Hey!” Seeing the person turning around and about to leave, Jyouya panicked and chased after him anxiously, “Are you the catcher? Please help me catch the ball!”

"..." Eijun raised his eyebrows as he looked at the Fūya who was catching up with him. Is Fūya such a polite guy? "You want me to help you catch the ball! Practice ball control first!"

"Besides, I'm a pitcher. If you need someone to catch the ball for you, go find the catcher."

"Hey... aren't you going to answer it for him? He looks so happy!"

"..." Rongchun followed the voice and looked at Xinyi outside the net. He didn't care about Furuya and just walked away, "Why are you here just now!"

"It's all Xin's fault! He's been entangled with a group of girls!" Yi pointed the blame at Xin. With such good skills, he couldn't get rid of a group of women.

"..." Xin remained silent, just following the two people along the block, with only one conclusion in his heart, "Women are really scary."

"Pfft...hahahaha..." As soon as he reached the net, Rongjun's defense was broken, and he laughed so hard that he grabbed the net to avoid squatting down.

"Stop laughing..."

"Hehe~" Rong Chun became a little more formal and looked at Xin and Yi. Apart from anything else, everyone in the family was very good-looking.

"What? Are you infatuated with me too?"

“…” Rongchun was stunned when he saw the face that suddenly came in front of him.

“Stop being so narcissistic!” Yi slapped Xin directly and said with a smile: “You have a face that is neither male nor female. If you want to be fascinated, you should be fascinated by me!”

"You have a woman's face and you happen to be a woman, can't you be as gentle as your sister?"

"How am I not gentle?"

"Yes, yes, I'm obsessed with you guys!" Rong Chun agreed helplessly, turned around and waved, "Let's go!"

Not only you, I was also fascinated by them, so I was fascinated by the battlefield... I was fascinated by that family regardless of everything...

"..." Watching Eijun leave like that, Furutani felt extremely disappointed. It was the first time that someone caught his pitch... but the other person was a pitcher.

And no one had ever said anything like that to him...

The next day, Fūya was in the bullpen, and once again, everyone was shocked by him.

The young catcher who caught the ball was so frightened by his pitch that he fell to the ground with a blue face.

"What kind of ball was that just now...the catcher's glove was blown away..."

"Is that kid really a first-year..."

“……” Minister Ota and Rei Takashima were also shocked, but the supervisor remained calm with his arms folded.

Takashima pushed up his glasses and dug up information about Fūya Akira from his memory. "It seems that he took the general entrance exam in order to enter our school."

"He is the only freshman this year who can shoot 120 meters."

"What! 120 meters!" Minister Ohta looked at Furuya in surprise, wondering if his doubts were over. "Haha... Why would such an amazing person take the general entrance exam?"

"High school baseball is so much fun because of these monsters!"

"..." Rong Chun, who was running at this time, felt a slightly unusual sight. He did not look back directly, but saw in his peripheral vision...

'Is he trying to show off that he can already pitch in the bullpen while I'm still running?'

"..." Fūtani moved his arms and looked at Eijun next to him, trying to show his presence to him, but Eijun didn't seem to notice him, which made him feel disappointed.

night...

Eijun found Chris in the cafeteria. "Chris-senpai played yesterday, and I was not there to cheer for him. As the number one fan, I was really incompetent. I'm really sorry! Chris-senpai!"

"..." Others looked at him in amazement, wondering how Rongchun managed to cry, talk and eat at the same time.

"It's okay." Instead, Chris was relieved to learn from Kuramochi that Eijun wanted to work hard on this while everyone was resting.

"Something happened!" Rongchun mumbled with food in his mouth, "Chris-senpai finally played again after such a long time, but I didn't get to see Chris-senpai's heroic figure."

"Hahaha...it's a pity that you couldn't see the heroic figure of Chris-senpai." At this time, Miyuki sat next to Eijun and raised his chin to show off.

“That’s right!” Eijun swallowed his rice and took a big gulp of soup, “And I missed the look of the guy with the glasses falling down!”

"Hey! Can't you think of me a little better?"

"Oh, it's Miyuki-senpai! When did you come?"

"..." Chris continued to eat helplessly. There was nothing he could do. Usually, it was Yuki who provoked others and was rude. Everyone liked to see him get mad like this.

When Miyuki was rejected again, Furuya found the person who attracted him to this school and came to him with a plate.

"Can I sit next to you?"

"..."Eijun looked at Fūya's gaze, and his reaction after that was...I will not give up the seat opposite Chris-senpai.

Then, when Fūya was about to squeeze in, Eijun stepped on the chair where Miyuki was sitting and pushed him over with a sharp crackling sound.

"..." Jōgō found an empty seat, was stunned for a moment, then put down the plate and pulled over the empty chair next to him and sat down.

"..." Yukichi was suddenly kicked away along with his chair. Looking at his plate that was pushed in front of him, he didn't know how to react for a moment.

"puff..."

"Hahahaha... Miyuki you..."

"You...are so funny!"

"Miyako-senpai..." Fūya didn't care about the laughter around him and whispered, "I will never let anyone hit my ball tomorrow. So, from now on...can you catch my ball?"

After he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the cafeteria immediately became silent as if it had frozen. The seniors all turned their gazes to the arrogant first-year and glared at him.

"Hey! New here!"

"You won't let anyone hit your ball? Do you know where this is?"

"If you want Miyuki to catch your ball, wait until you win the game!"

"..." Seeing this, Rongchun looked at Senior Chris. Although the senior continued to eat calmly, he obviously didn't look happy.

After all, the partners who have been together for such a long time are being looked down upon like this.

"Stop making trouble!" Danbo, who was eating quietly, spoke up at this time, "We can only decide the outcome with strength!"

With just one sentence from Danbo, everyone calmed down and the tense atmosphere gradually disappeared.

"..." Eijun looked at the gaze that faced Furuya's provocation without flinching, "Tamba-senpai is so handsome! I will cheer for you! Come on, Tamba-senpai!"

"Why don't you cheer me on..."

"..." Rongchun looked at the one who said this in confusion. Was he jealous of others who had people cheering him on? Looking at his full plate of food, Rongchun raised an eyebrow and said, "Finish your meal first!"

After saying that, Rongchun put away the bowl and chopsticks, stood up and signaled to Chris, "Chris-senpai, I'm done eating. I'm leaving first."

"Ah."

"Eijun..."

"..." Rong Chun just stood up when he heard Yi's voice. He looked towards the door in confusion, only to see Xinhe and Yi popping his head out.

"Wow..."

When all eyes in the cafeteria turned to these two people, they collectively exclaimed in amazement.

“Two foreign beauties!”

"Hey! Sawamura! Are they looking for you?"

"..." Eijun was pulled sideways by Isashiki-senpai, "Well, they are..."

"Eijun." Yi interrupted Rongchun and shook her phone, "It's my sister's call. Do you want to answer it?"

"...Yes!" Rongchun was stunned for a moment, and was a beat slow to react before he shouted excitedly. He immediately broke free from Izashiki-senpai's hand, put down the plate casually, and walked around.

"Hey! Sister!"

Rongchun took the phone and heard the voice on the other end of the phone as he wished, "Well, it's been a while, Rongchun."

"Yes..." Rongchun responded loudly and happily, calming down his overly excited emotions. "It has been more than two years since we last met. Sister's voice sounds very good."

"It seems you are very impressed with me."

“Of course…” Now thinking about it, he was terrified, and Rong Chun smiled helplessly: “After all, he almost died the first time he saw me.”

"Hehe..." A crisp laugh came from the other end of the phone, and then said: "Your voice sounds good too."

"Yes, I..." Rongchun took back the words he was about to say.

Because he heard someone else on the phone say that they were leaving, and then his sister responded.

"I still have work to do. I'll tell you about the remaining two."

"Okay..." Rong Chun responded, and then the phone beeped. He looked at the phone with a little disappointment, and looked at Xinyi, "What's the matter?"

"Hee..." Yi grinned, "There's a dance party in a few days, Rongchun, do you want to go?"

"Oh~"

"..." Rongchun selectively ignored the exclamation behind him and made a puzzled gesture.

"..." Seeing this, Yi smiled as you expected and gave a positive gesture in return.

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