Diamond Ace: Another Story of Sawamura

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The air was filled with excitement and fighting spirit, and everyone was looking forward to and counting down the time for the war to begin.

However, nothing happened in the next few days, which was unusually peaceful compared to before.

"Can't we close the net yet?" Rong Chun asked the cat while helping in the kitchen.

"Can't wait?" The cat looked up at Rongchun and handed the cut vegetables to others.

"Haha... the other guys are the same!" Red Rabbit took the materials handed over and smiled gently: "Soon... tonight's dance will be a celebration of the closing of the net."

"Yeah..."

The fire burned brightly, casting a light on everyone in the kitchen, not a bit dimmer than the fire at the ball.

This mysterious and beautiful dance is totally inconsistent with the battlefield filled with smoke and the stench of decay.

Even though he didn't quite understand the family dance, this time Rongchun understood that it was a dance of death to welcome the arrival of death.

Amid the sound of gunfire, the light of rage, the endless wailing, and the crazy laughter, the dance of death reflects the harvest of this big net.

Eijun saw the leader who remained calm while watching the blessing dance from his subordinates in the midst of the war.

"......" The sharp pain from behind, the increasingly cold body, and the sleepiness that I haven't felt in a long time, all reminded me, 'Am I going to die...'

During the battle, Eijun neglected to guard behind him and was slashed hard by someone who he thought had fainted. Even a brief moment of inattention could become a fatal mistake on the battlefield.

He was shot in the left leg and right abdomen, that was his consequence...

The flames of war were dying down, the song and dance were about to end, and Eijun was sitting against a tree trunk, holding a well-protected but blood-stained baseball in his hand.

"Eijun..."

"..." The soft call beside my ear sounded completely different from the plain tone of daily chat.

Rong Chun just found it funny. These guys who didn't take human life seriously were a bunch of cruel and stingy devils in angel's skin.

They are willing to give all their tenderness to their family. Even if it is only a little bit, they are unwilling to share their little tenderness with people outside the family.

At this moment, his heart was trembling...

"I still... don't want to die..."

When Rongchun woke up again, he was lying on the hospital bed, wearing a ventilator, on the verge of death.

His left leg almost had to be amputated, and his right abdomen barely avoided important internal organs, but the injuries were not light, with a bullet hole in his back and a knife wound that required more than a hundred stitches. He couldn't be pressed down, so he had to lie down.

This was the most basic information he obtained after regaining consciousness.

The troops moved to a new camp, and the old camp was used as bait for the fish to be caught in the net.

At the same time, the camp and those obstacles that were detrimental to the family were perfectly wiped out from this world.

A group of social garbage, even if they disappeared from this world, no one would make a fuss to investigate the source.

Next, as long as we deal with the remaining forces and build relationships in various places, we can turn this incident into a credit to the troops.

"How do you feel now?"

"...It hurts." It felt like the trembling of saying a single word could cause the body to feel unbearable pain, and Eijun expressed all his feelings in just one word.

“Hahaha… At least you stuck to your will this time and didn’t kill anyone!” Xiaogou put Rongjun’s baseball in front of him, “Even though you almost died!”

"..." Rongchun turned his eyes with difficulty to look at the puppy, then opened his mouth and took the lollipop that came to his mouth.

Seeing Rongchun open his mouth and hold the candy, the puppy grinned and said, "This is my favorite animal lollipop!"

"I...prefer...fruit lollipops!"

So sweet...

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After lying in bed for more than half a month, Rong Chun was able to be discharged from the hospital in a wheelchair.

However, the doctor’s advice was, “If you want to lead a normal life again, you will not be able to participate in training and missions in the next six months.”

"The human body is very fragile and needs enough time to recuperate. Rehabilitation treatment cannot be interrupted. During this period, regular check-ups are required to avoid sequelae."

"Will I ever be able to play baseball again?"

"If you recover well, you can still return to your previous body."

"Um..."

He couldn't bear to live with nothing in his current state, so he took the initiative to take care of the small troop.

"..." Looking at the children who were still being trained to death, Rongchun turned his wheelchair and went back to the house to prepare dinner.

In order to make it easier for Rong Chun to come in and out, the captain specially removed the thresholds of the building where they lived, although they could not go anywhere except to the first floor.

However, rather than a new camp, this place is more like a villa area, which is completely sufficient for Rongchun.

"What are we going to do tonight..."

In order to feed these picky guys, he put in a lot of effort and asked for advice everywhere, and he almost set his goal of becoming an excellent chef.

After taking a look at the remaining ingredients in the refrigerator, Rong Chun smiled helplessly. There were not many choices left.

"We don't shed tears or blood, we swear to deliver a fatal blow to our target. Honor is worse than a bath and a change of clothes. The battlefield is my home..."

“You like this song very much…”

"...Is the captain's training over?" Rong Chun didn't put down the work in his hands, and continued to work with a smile: "Because this song is the one I listened to the most and the first one I learned..."

"We will be eating soon, Captain, please wait a moment."

"The little ones still have ten kilometers of weighted running to do..." The captain rolled up his sleeves to help.

"The captain has to train, go on missions, supervise a small unit, and keep watch at night... You don't need help, I can do it."

The captain refused Rong Chun's help. His skillful knife skills surprised Rong Chun. "You are not a servant of the family. You don't need to take care of all these things. It's time for those children to learn to protect themselves."

"Yes..."

However, the youngest child in the small unit is less than five years old... and the oldest is only ten years old...

Rongchun really couldn't imagine that such young children had to learn things that even adults found difficult to do.

The environment they live in is destined to prevent them from growing up carefree and healthy like ordinary children.

Unconsciously, I will want to cherish them more...

"Eijun!"

"Eijun!"

"Ha!" The captain's cold eyes instantly made the small troops running in line up and stand at attention, "Captain! The ten-kilometer weight-bearing training has been completed!"

"Group one is responsible for collecting the tableware, group two is responsible for finishing the dishes, group three is responsible for cleaning up after the meal, group four is responsible for washing clothes after the bath, and group five is responsible for cleaning the bathroom."

"Yes!"

"..." Rongchun, who was looking at the soup, was pushed directly to the dining table and watched the well-trained actions of each team and the supervising captain.

Rongchun took the cutlery handed to him and chuckled, "Thank you!"

After finishing his meal and simply wiping his body, Rongchun waited until the children finished their tasks before urging them to go to bed. After all, they had to get up early the next morning for early training.

"..." Looking at the captain standing outside the door on night watch, Rong Chun saw that there were also night watchmen in other places, and silently returned to the room to clean up.

"What are you doing..."

"!" Startled by the sudden voice, Rongchun turned to look at the captain who appeared out of nowhere, "I can't sleep anyway, so I'll just use this as a way to kill time."

Apart from these, he can't do anything else. If he can't even do simple things like cooking and cleaning, he will be really useless.

"..." Seeing that he was still wiping the table carefully, the captain turned around and picked up the luggage bag, "Whatever you want, I'm going to go out for a while, please supervise the small unit."

"...Okay!" For him right now, nothing could make him happier than this.

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Although he was asked to supervise, this group of children did not need any supervision at all. They would start training on time, rain or shine.

"It seems that you have recovered well and can already walk and dance..." I didn't expect to see Rong Chun learning to dance with a small group just after returning.

"puppy!"

The children who were studying saw him and surrounded him, "You're back!"

"Have you trained well?"

"Oh!"

"Great! Let's finish training early today!"

"Oh!"

"..." Thinking of how depressed Rongchun looked the last time he saw him in the infirmary, Xiao Gou reminded him, "If you still want to play baseball again, I advise you not to do anything rash..."

"The doctors are very skilled..." Rongchun took the crutches and walked up slowly, "The injury healed unexpectedly fast, and the muscle tissue is growing well."

“I feel like it won’t take half a year to recover.” As soon as he walked in front of the puppy with its arms outstretched, Rong Chun hugged it and smiled with relief, “More than two months, it looks like it’s going to be very troublesome this time!”

"Not bad..." Xiaogou patted Rongchun's head and ruffled his hair, "Rongchun... your hair has grown long, don't you want to cut it?"

"No... this is good, it seems like it would be nice to keep it like this." Eijun let go of the puppy and stood up, looking up at his hair, "Compared to this, you're really dirty!"

"Ah... I came straight back." Taking him into the house, Xiao Gou put down his backpack and went straight to the bathroom. "Anyway, I need to take a shower and change clothes first. Just make me something to eat."

"it is good..."

This world is different from his world, and it is not as simple as he imagined.

When he thought he was about to die, he truly felt that he was in hell, surrounded by burning flames of war and cold corpses.

At that time, his heart was trembling violently, and the trembling continued after he regained consciousness. When he realized that he was now useless during the days of doing nothing, the trembling in his heart became more intense...

At that moment, he completely understood himself.

"That's good..."

Looking at the lively children in front of him, Rongchun smiled in the most gentle way.

"That's best..."

The family does not accept useless people, nor does it tolerate a waste.

He couldn't either. He wouldn't allow himself, who was too weak, to become the weakness of this family.

He was afraid, afraid of losing this family, afraid that this family would not want him, afraid that the world would not accept him...

"Eijun...you've changed..."

"is it?"

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