The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

The Self-Cultivation of a Passerby Male Protagonist Author: Night Sky Wuchen

【brief introduction】:

This is a special daily life about a certain boy——

One-third of a person's life is spent in sleep, so the young man can naturally sway his youth in his dreams, provided that his childhood sweetheart girl can work well!

"So hurry up and get rid of the monsters for me, you lazy witch!"

"Retreat the monster? Me? Why? No money!"

Chapter 1 Ordinary people and the second disease

It is undeniable that people spend most of their lives doing meaningless things.

Of course, this is not to disparage those who are trying.

After all, meaninglessness is just a general term. After all, not all wasted time and energy can be found for a reason.

Fortunately, being meaningless does not equate to having no value.

Because when you do those things, you have no way to know in advance where the so-called value is in this matter.

For example, you know that with the level of beginners, there is no way to hit the ball thrown by those experienced players, but when the ball flies to you, what should you do?

To this, his answer was-

"Fly! My youth!"

This was Takeya's first baseball game after entering high school, and the words he yelled at the last moment.

It's a pity that although the bat in his hand had been swung, he didn't hear the sound of the ball being hit.

……

"Huh—so tired..."

"It's okay, Kosaka."

A cold feeling came through the bangs on his forehead, Wu Ye raised his head, and his teammate, who was still dripping with sweat on his forehead, handed him a bottle of ice water.

"Thank you, Fukashi."

Wu Ye took the ice water and thanked his teammates. The other party nodded, and then sat awkwardly on the steps behind Wu Ye, looking at the other people who were still running on the playground with him.

Although they have only known each other for less than a week, perhaps because both of them came to school here from far away, and they have almost no acquaintances, Takeya and this classmate named Yuta Fukuoka unexpectedly became close friends because of this. friend.

He raised his neck and poured cold water into his stomach, which relieved the discomfort caused by dry throat, and the anxious expression on Wu Ye's face gradually eased.

as usual.

"Fukushi."

Without looking back, Wu also called out the name of his friend behind him.

"Are you a novice?"

"Hey, ah, Kosaka, are you talking about baseball?"

Fu 樫's expression was a bit awkward. Even though he had become a close friend, he was still a little strangely jerky in the conversation, as if he had rarely talked with people like this before.

"That, yes."

Fukuoka looked a little embarrassed.

"It's my first time playing baseball."

"That's it."

Not caring about Fukashi's strange feeling that he really wanted to make people sigh, Wu Ye smiled and said:

"What a coincidence, it's my first time playing too."

"Eh, is it true?"

Fu 樫 looked at Takeya in surprise.

"Didn't Kosaka play well just now?"

"Fukuoka, you did it on purpose! I didn't hit a single ball at all!"

"Ah, sorry sorry, I didn't mean that..."

"You guy...forget it."

Under Fu 樫's embarrassing expression, Wu Ye didn't care about the inappropriateness of what he said just now.

Gradually slanting towards the west, the youthful voices on the playground still show no signs of weakening. The sound of bats hitting each other echoes under the sky. Keep your eyes on the trajectory of the ball.

"Speaking of which, Tomikashi, why did you come to play baseball?"

While chatting, Wu Ye suddenly asked Fu 樫 such a question.

"To say why..."

Fukao hesitated for a moment when he rarely answered.

"Because I was invited."

"What……?"

"look."