I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 71 Joining the Team

"Baseball:LV2/1%."

After a week of training alone, Fujii improved his baseball skills to the amateur level. Then he went to the baseball field after school and met the teacher who led the team.

"You want to join the baseball team as a pitcher?"

Naomi Hayakawa, a female teacher and coach with tanned skin, showed a surprised expression. Although the principal sent someone to inform her of the news a few days ago, she never expected that Fujii would really come.

She looked at the boy's figure.

The upper body is a little thin, and he obviously lacks pitching strength.

He is about 1.76 meters tall and has relatively long legs. He may be suitable for playing as an outfielder.

Both hands are not unicorn arms, so it is unrealistic to want to become a strong stick.

Why are you giving up your promising career in football to join baseball?

Zuo Si thought again, but she still couldn't understand.

"Yes, I can throw a few balls to show you my level."

Fujii answered confidently. He had done his homework in advance. The baseball team of Hachioji High School was a weak team. The only thing that could be seen was a few hitters who could barely compete. Of course, their level was not that strong.

That’s it.

"Are you sure? Well, Shuji Kobayashi!"

After all, with the advance care of the leader, teacher Naomi Hayakawa still compromised and shouted to the team members on the training ground, the sound was shockingly loud.

"Hi! Mr. Hayakawa."

A strong male player, whose name did not match his name, trotted over. He was wearing a full set of catcher's protective gear. He took off his helmet and came closer.

"Our school's baseball team is divided into first-team and reserve teams. This is our best first-team catcher Shuji Kobayashi, a senior in high school."

She gave a brief introduction and led the two of them to the bullpen next to the training field (a small area for warm-ups outside the game).

Fujii put on the pitching gloves provided by Naomi Hayakawa, took a slightly worn baseball, and began to stretch his muscles, while Mr. Hayakawa next to him reminded him.

"The average pitcher of our school team is five or six consecutive standard-distance strikes, of course, without a hitter."

Is it difficult?

Fujii complained in his heart, after practicing for two or three years, he couldn't even throw an uninterrupted ball from 18.4 meters into the catcher's glove, so he should give up the dream of Koshien as soon as possible.

What is this pretty boy doing in our baseball club?

Kneeling down, Kobayashi Shuuji looked at Fujii Shu who was in a pitching posture, and thought disdainfully, if you are good at football, will you be good at baseball? It's a joke.

Raise your hands above your head, hide the ball in the pitcher's glove, lift your left leg, and turn your body.

What ball are you going to throw?

Change-up ball? Or change-up ball?

Kobayashi Shuji is looking forward to the scene of catching the ball without any difficulty. If this kind of reality is included in the baseball team, it will be uncomfortable in the future.

Just use the four-seam line you just learned to hit the ball quickly and straight.

Fujii chose a method commonly used in training. With a wave of his arm, small white dots flew out, and in an instant, they smashed straight into Shuji Kobayashi's catcher's mitt.

Buzz!

Kobayashi Shuji felt that his hands were shaking. If it weren't for his weight of more than 80 kilograms and protective gear, he almost couldn't stabilize his body just now.

"Good shot, come again."

Naomi Hayakawa, who was watching the game, said with gleaming eyes that the speed of the ball just now was so fast that she had not even estimated it, but it was certainly not a high-speed ball that high school students could easily throw.

Damn it! No wonder he is so good at playing football. It’s hard to see how powerful he is.

Kobayashi Shuji obediently threw the ball back, and Fujii Shuji easily caught it. After all, he was still at the early stage of LV2.

In the same posture, Fujii threw another ball. This ball was faster due to the experience he had last time, although he had only used 50% of his strength.

"Bang!"

The baseball made a violent sound when it came into contact with the catcher's mitt. Shuji Kobayashi's shoes sank half an inch while he was squatting in the sand, and his wrists were a little sore.

A speed of about 155 kilometers per hour! This is already the top level of pitchers in the American Major League!

Opening his mouth in surprise, Hayakawa Naomi never thought that he could have such a pitcher in his team, although looking at Fujii's movements, he was obviously a beginner.

On the third ball, when Fujii saw that Naomi Hayakawa didn't call for stop, he thought he was dissatisfied with his performance, so he used more force this time.

"ah!"

The amateur level of LV2 in the early days was eventually exposed. A baseball hit Shuji Kobayashi on the head. Although he was protected by a helmet, the baseball hitting him at a speed of 160 kilometers per hour still caused a slight shock.

"Our baseball club has hope this year!"

Tetsuya Mizutani, a thin and capable baseball coach, was talking to himself next to Mr. Naomi Hayakawa. He was also a baseball player when he was young. He taught baseball at Hachioji High School for more than ten years, but his student base was never good and he could not produce good results.

"There are still four months left in Koshien in summer. As long as you practice your accuracy, you might be able to set foot on that land."

After saying that, Tetsuya Mizutani stepped forward and stopped the trial training.

"I am Tetsuya Mizutani, the coach of the baseball club. I welcome you to join our baseball club. I will train you to be an ace pitcher!"

Faced with Tetsuya Mizutani's sudden statement, Fujii was a little slow to react for a while. After only three shots, he confirmed his position as the younger brother in the team?

"You, if you didn't catch the ball, go around the court ten times and do twenty push-ups, right now!"

Tetsuya Mizutani turned around and called Shuji Kobayashi who was about to run away. With a straight face, he issued a punishment order.

"Okay! Coach."

Kobayashi Shuji didn't even have time to take off his protective gear, so he started running with full body armor. It seems that this coach Kobayashi Shuji is no worse in terms of discipline than the original coach Fukai.

After the trial ended, it was already half dark. Fujii came to the parking shed and found that the lights were still on. Hase Azusa was reading a novel under the light, and he came closer and coughed.

"Go back, Hase-san."

While the two were riding home, Fujii took the initiative to chat.

"Hase-san, if you like reading so much, have you ever thought about writing something yourself?"

"Huh? I never thought that I don't have that kind of talent."

Azusa Hase's answer was no surprise. Fujii had a headache. He couldn't stay with her all the time. He had to let this friend shine a little in order to get rid of the current isolation situation.

"Is there anything you are good at?"

What are you good at?

Hase Zi was stunned for a moment. She didn’t know if the guitar counted. She had only played it for herself. Although her parents often said that she played very well, that should be an encouragement to her relatives.

"Guitar...he, I can play the guitar."

After hesitating for a moment, she finally revealed the only hobby she was good at.

"Guitar?"

Fujii stopped his bicycle and looked back at Azusa Hase, who was slowly riding on the electric bicycle.

After changing her appearance, she is no worse than those idol singers! Hase-kun, if you add the guitar as a gimmick, no matter what your level is, you will definitely have traffic.

Fujii, who is well versed in streaming media, looked at Azusa Hase and came to this conclusion.

(End of chapter)