Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Chapter 489 Good morning, Ticket Master

"Touching the ball, you are jealous of my handsome face so you want to hit me with the ball?"

Hojo Kyosuke raised his eyebrows and asked in astonishment.

"yes."

Ryouta Tsuchiya had a sad face. He was not praising Hojo Kyosuke for being handsome, but he was really worried. If Hojo really performs well on the court, it is almost inevitable that he will get a lot of touching balls.

"In a baseball game, once the "hitter" is hit by a touch ball, he will be walked to the base. Therefore, when encountering a strong "hitter", the "pitcher" can choose to directly throw a touch ball to walk the batter. , to avoid being hit by the opponent with home runs and other scores. "

Tsuchiya explained that Hojo-kun didn't even understand baseball uniforms, and he didn't expect the other party to understand the rules of baseball. Fortunately, you can play baseball even if you don't know any rules. It is not impossible for a sprinter who knows nothing about baseball to achieve good results in baseball games.

"So simple?"

Hojo Kyosuke had a smile on his face, quite pleased.

"Simple?"

"Yeah, there's no reason why others can throw contact balls and I can't, right? Just send all the opponent's pitchers off the field and win, right? I'm very confident in my arm strength."

Hojo Kyosuke moved his arms up and down, feeling relaxed. This game rule of sending away the opposing players one by one is so convenient.

"When I saw how serious you were, Minister Tsuchiya, I thought the competition would be very difficult. Don't worry and leave it to me!"

"Asshole, what are you talking about! If you play like you do, Koshien will be over in a week, and the organizer will change from News Corporation to a pharmaceutical conglomerate!"

Tugu said loudly, what an outrageous idea this is, it must be killed as soon as it sprouts!

"If you are hit in the head or are otherwise dangerous, you will be ejected by the referee, and 90% of the fights on the baseball field are caused by contact with the ball. This is very bad behavior! I But I have high hopes for you, Hojo. Using you to exchange for a hitter from the other side will be a huge loss. You must forget this idea immediately..."

A good high school student, he kept talking for a long time like an old mother, for fear that his star of hope would be ejected in the first game.

"That's it."

Hojo Kyosuke nodded clearly, but did not give up in his heart. As far as he knew, there was a wall not far behind the batter, so could he throw it to the wall and bounce it back?

"Don't worry, I can't be hit. With my dynamic vision and nerve response, the moment the ball flies over, it's enough for me to judge whether it's coming towards me and decide whether to throw the bat out. . If he really hit me in the face intentionally, I guarantee that my bat would hit his head first."

He said seriously that Tsuchiya Ryotai did not hide his love for him at all, and he, Hojo Kyosuke, was not a ungrateful person.

"No!! This is even more outrageous. If you don't go to the hospital, you will go to jail, right!? This is a sport, the competition comes first and safety comes second! Anything that will cause harm to yourself and others is prohibited! Absolutely! , never think about killing your opponent through body blows!!"

Ryo Tsuchiya is going crazy. When I met him before, I couldn't tell that Hojo Kyousuke is such a violent maniac. Although he is the leader of the dance club, compared to the brainless Tamaki and others, he looks like a completely elegant gentleman.

No, wait!

A flash of lightning flashed through Ryota Tsuchiya's mind, and he suddenly realized something.

In addition to being the two individual winners of the National Kendo Competition for Middle School Students, he is the hope of Neon Kendo, the gold medal of the Neon Mathematics Olympiad, a well-known cartoonist, the most promising novelist of the new generation to become a literary giant, and the devil who dominates the total score list of Sowu High School. In addition, Hojo Kyosuke’s earliest and most widely known identity among Tokyo students is——

The most vicious and violent delinquent in Tokyo, the second generation of the Rampant Angel, the Handless Demon

Thinking of this, Tsuchiya Ryota's eyes changed somewhat, and he no longer felt strange about Hojo Kyousuke's previous violent remarks.

This guy, from the moment he came into contact with a baseball bat, he wasn't using it to play ball, right?

Oops! Could it be that body memory has already been formed? !

Tsuchiya Ryo was so horrified that the image of Hojo Kyosuke holding a baseball bat on the field and hitting the heads of all the opposing players one by one appeared in his mind.

No! Bats are not allowed in fights in baseball games! Everyone is fighting in a friendly way, and everyone throws away their sticks before fighting!

"No! Hojo! Remember, neither a bat nor a baseball can fall on anyone! If you really can't control the urge to hit someone with a bat, come to me, even if you beat me to death. It doesn’t matter to you!”

Ryota Tsuchiya shouted tremblingly.

So Hojo Kyosuke's eyes unconsciously drifted to the baseball bats neatly arranged in the corner of the lounge. Ryota Tsuchiya's lips and body were also shaking.

"Minister Tsuchiya, you misunderstood. I have never hit anyone with a baseball bat."

Tsuchiya Liang was relieved.

"After all, I am a direct disciple of Beichen's Itto style. If I use a baseball bat or something, I will be scolded by my master. I always use a bamboo sword."

"No! Bamboo swords must not be brought to the competition venue. If you use a baseball bat, you can still argue, but if you use a bamboo sword, you are really hopeless!"

Tsuchiya Ryota's heart felt cramped.

"Hahahaha, no kidding, I still know you can't hit people during the game, don't worry."

Hojo Kyosuke patted the shoulder of the cute minister in front of him, what a pity, he is not a beautiful girl.

A beautiful girl minister eager to enter Koshien, a superbly talented player, and an empty club lounge. When the three major elements come together, the style of painting immediately changes from a hot-blooded manga to a field that Eri is good at.

"Haha, it turned out to be a joke."

Ryota Tsuchiya exhaled a thick breath and breathed a sigh of relief.

"yes."

"That's right, the game is a game. How can you hit someone? That's what losers do. Let's go to training."

"yes."

Um? Why does it feel a bit perfunctory?

Ryota Tsuchiya frowned, paused as he walked towards the door, and turned back to look at Hojo Kyosuke.

Wait, compete, beat people...

For Kyousuke Hojo, who won the Thirty Fighter Prize in the National Kendo Competition, it is common sense that competitions are about beating talents, right?

The Minister took a deep breath.

"Let's go, Chief. If you don't go, it will be too late to train." Hojo Kyosuke urged.

"Oh, oh, no, you have to jump frog after running, and then you have to run back and forth, and do vertical jumps on the spot..."

After saying this, Ryota Tsuchiya also came back to his senses. He didn't think about it anymore. We have to go to the baseball field to know what will become of him!

Thinking this way, his spirit became active again, and he was filled with anticipation.

After closing the door, Hojo Kyosuke carried his equipment and followed Ryota Tsuchiya to the baseball field. There are a lot of miscellaneous things, and they are packed in a ball bag with the word "Sobu" written on it. I will carry this bag with me when I go to other places to play games in the future.

Except for the indoor gymnasium and a few sports venues that require cement floors, most of Sobu High's sports fields are sandy, and even the track is the same.

No one knows whether it is because they want students to get closer to nature or because the school facilities are old and there is no money to renovate them. In short, the sandy soil is not hard to step on, and even if you run barefoot on it, it will not hurt your feet. That’s why everyone performs barefoot during the annual sports festival.

The soil on the baseball field is also special. The types and proportions of sand and soil have specific requirements. After training every day, members of the baseball team spend a long time sorting the land, using various tools to level the land and clean up the garbage. After all, you are the one who has to shovel and brake on the soil, so even though it is very hard, everyone is working hard. If you don't care enough, you will be taught a lesson by your seniors.

Hojo Kyousuke stood on the sidelines and rubbed the fluffy earth with his toes, thinking randomly while adapting to the special feeling of spiked shoes.

but……

He raised his head and looked ahead. The people in the baseball club had finished running, and they had spread out and stood there with their legs spread out and jumping in place. The clothes of several people in the team that had been pure white just now were stained with earthy red.

He looked at his clothes with an ugly face, not imagining the feeling of sweat mixed with mud sticking to his body later.

There are always many advantages to a sandy playground, but its shortcomings cannot be concealed.

If it is a windy day, the teaching building will not dare to open the windows at all. Once the windows are opened, sand and soil will pour in, and even the residents around the school will be worried. The same goes for rain. Any light rain will stop the exercise class.

No wonder Tugu just took out laundry as an important bargaining chip. It turns out that this is really a matter of life and death.

"Hey, Hojo, come quickly."

The sudden shout interrupted Hojo Kyousuke's thinking. Just now, he had already begun to think about whether to buy a Panasonic washing machine or a Hitachi washing machine. He couldn't accept a grown man washing his clothes, and privately sponsoring a washing machine was completely worthless to him.

"Okay, here we go -"

He raised his head and responded loudly, then ran over. He has mild mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder, but he is by no means a hypocritical person. When conditions permit, I will try my best to satisfy my shortcomings, but when conditions are unavailable, I will not be particular about it.

Just like picky eaters and picky eaters, the former only knows how to eat less and is not particular about the taste of food. As long as it is something that can be eaten, it can be eaten happily. The latter can eat, but they must eat well.

As long as everyone is dirty, don't I feel clean?

Saying this in his heart, Hojo Kyousuke ran into the team.

"Good morning, Hojo-senpai!"

"Good morning, Hojo-kun!"

"Good morning, Hojo..."

Various greetings rang out, and the members stopped and spoke as Hojo Kyosuke, who each thought was the most powerful. The names are different, but the expressions are the same excited. Although Hojo-kun's application to join the club has been approved, this is the first time everyone has seen each other on the baseball field.

Really, do we want to play ball together?

Such thoughts were like Hong Zhongda Lu's voice exploding in their minds, and everyone was extremely excited.

Ryota Tsuchiya was not the only one to see the changes in the kendo club. When he went to the kendo club to snatch people, all members of the baseball club went out together to get Hojo Kyosuke at all costs!

Really, we want to play ball together!

A group of people were blushing and would have shouted excitedly if the situation was not right.

"Good morning."

Hojo Kyosuke responded with a smile and called out the members' names one by one.

Everyone who was about to introduce themselves was stunned. They didn't expect that Hojo Kyosuke could actually call out their name.

In response to everyone's reaction, a certain person just smiled lightly, what a joke, he always did things carefully and later. Before the award ceremony, they would ask Kisaki and Aisaka to help collect information, not to mention the baseball club and other friends who were going to compete in Koshien together. Don't mention his name, he even knows how many times he has been in love in the other country's junior high school. If he hadn't sternly refused, that guy Kisaki would have already handed over all the dirty information about the members.

"With this information, brother, you can master the entire baseball club in an instant."

At that time, Kisaki Tetsuta was still very sorry, but his regretful mood did not last long and he said, "But with my brother's strength, I don't have any use for these things. It's up to me to handle such annoying things."

Looking at the faces full of energy and excitement in front of him, Hojo Kyosuke was very pleased. He was such a good person and protected everyone's happiness from Kisaki.

Just when the atmosphere was great, a discordant voice suddenly sounded.

"Good morning, Mr. Koshien Tickets!"

The smile on Hojo Kyosuke's face faltered, but before he could speak, everyone in the baseball club burst into laughter.

"Good morning! Koshien's Ticket Master!"

The teenagers in baseball uniforms shouted in unison, not hiding their ambitions and expectations for Hojo Kyosuke.

"Good morning! Ticket Master!"

With Hojo Kyosuke, you have your ticket to Koshien!

This is to impress people from the baseball club and go to the kendo club to grab people. In private, everyone often calls Hojo Kyousuke "Ticket Man". This is not disrespectful, but a great deal of respect. That man holds everyone’s tickets to Koshien, and he has to work hard to get to Koshien.

"Hahaha--"

Hojo Kyousuke also laughed, and everyone's openness made him feel good. It's not scary to be relied on by others. What's scary is being relied on by people who have no gratitude.

"Okay, let's start training. If you have anything to do, we can wait until we have dinner together in the evening!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost over, Minister Ryota Tsuchiya clapped his hands and shouted.

"yes!"

The training continues. Baseball is a high-intensity sport. It not only involves a large amount of exercise, but also places high demands on the muscles of the whole body, so preparations must be sufficient, otherwise injuries will be very serious.

A body that has been tempered for thousands of years also needs to be fully warmed up in order to exert its 100% ability. Hojo Kyosuke also followed suit. But the strange thing is that the people from the kendo club came over after finishing the run, stood aside and started training on their legs.

After the basic physical training was finally completed, the people in the baseball club gathered in a circle, all staring intently at Hojo Kyosuke in the middle holding the bat.

Koshien's Ticket Master, it's time to swing!

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