I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 71
"Baseball: LV2/1%."

After a week of solitary training, Fujii improved his baseball skills to the amateur level. Then he came to the baseball field after school to find the teacher who led the team.

"You're going to join the baseball team and be a pitcher?"

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

She looked at the boy's figure.

The upper body is a little thin, and it seems that the throwing strength is obviously insufficient.

With a height of about 1.7 meters [-] and relatively long legs, he may be suitable for going to the outfield as an outfielder.

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

Give up the promising football and come to baseball, what are you planning?

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

"Yes, I can throw a few shots for you to see."

Fujii replied confidently. He had done his homework in advance. The baseball team of Hachioji High School is a big team. What can be seen is a few hitters who can barely fight. Of course, their level is not very strong. That's it.

"Are you sure? Well, Shuji Kobayashi!"

After all, with the advance notice from the leader, Naomi Hayakawa compromised and yelled at the players on the training ground with an astonishingly loud voice.

"Hi! Hayakawa-sensei."

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

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

After a brief introduction, she led the two of them to the bullpen next to the training field (a small warm-up area outside the competition field).

Fujii put on the pitcher glove provided by Naomi Hayakawa, took a slightly worn baseball, and started to exercise his muscles, while Mr. Hayakawa reminded him.

"The average pitcher for our school team is five or six strikes in a row, of course, without a hitter."

Is this difficult?

Fujii began to complain in his heart. After practicing for two or three years, even a non-interfering ball from 18.4 meters away could not be thrown into the catcher's mitt. It is better to give up the dream of Koshien as soon as possible.

What is this little boy doing in our baseball club?
Shuji Kobayashi, who was squatting down, looked at Fujii who was in a pitching posture, thinking disdainfully in his heart, if he plays football well, he must be able to play baseball?It's a joke.

Lift your hands above your head, tuck the ball in your pitcher's mitt, lift your left leg, and turn your body.

What ball are you going to throw?

Change ball?Or a changeup?

Kobayashi Shuji was looking forward to the scene of catching the ball without any difficulty, and let this kind of reality fill the baseball team, and it will be uncomfortable in the future.

Just use the four-seam fast straight ball you just learned.

Fujii chose the usual method during training. With a wave of his arm, the white dot flew out, and in an instant, it smashed straight into Kobayashi Shuji's catcher's glove.

Buzz!

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

"Good shot, come again."

Naomi Hayakawa, who was watching the game, said with bright eyes that the speed of the ball just now was too fast for her to estimate, but it must not be a high-speed ball that high school students can easily throw.

Nest grass!No wonder he is so good at playing football, this strength is really hard to see.

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

With the same posture, Fujii threw another ball. With the experience of last time, the speed of this ball was faster, although he had only used [-]% of his strength.

"Oh!"

The baseball and the catcher's mitt made a loud noise, and Kobayashi Shuji's shoes sank half an inch while squatting in the sand, and his wrist felt a little sore.

A speed of about 155 kilometers per hour!This is already the top level of pitching in the major leagues of the United States!

Opening her mouth in surprise, Naomi Hayakawa never dreamed that she could have such a pitcher in her team, although she was clearly a beginner from Fujii's actions.

On the third ball, Fujii saw that Naomi Hayakawa didn't call to stop, and thought it was dissatisfied with her performance, so she used a little more force this time.

"what!"

The amateur level in the early stage of LV2 was finally exposed. The baseball hit Shuji Kobayashi on the head. Although he was protected by a helmet, the 160km/h baseball hit it, causing a slight shock.

"Our baseball club has hope this year!"

Tetsuya Mizutani, a thin and capable baseball coach, is talking to himself next to Mr. Hayakawa Naomi. He was also a baseball player when he was young. He taught baseball at Hachioji High School for more than ten years, but he has not been able to get enough students and can't get good grades.

"There are still four months left in Jiashiyuan in summer. As long as you practice well, you may be able to set foot on that land."

After speaking, Mizutani Tetsu also stepped forward and stopped the trial training.

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

Faced with Tetsuya Mizutani's sudden speech, Fujii was a little slow to react for a while, and only made three shots, so he confirmed his position in the team?
"You, without catching the ball, go around the court ten times, do twenty push-ups, right away!"

Tetsuya Mizutani turned around and called Shuuji Kobayashi who was about to run away, with a straight face, he gave the punishment order.

"Okay! Coach."

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

After the trial training was over, it was already half dark. Fujii came to the parking shed and found that the light was still on. Hase Azusa was reading the novel under the light, leaned closer and coughed.

"Go back, Hase-san."

On the way home by bike, the two of them started chatting with Fujii.

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

"Oh? I never thought about it. I don't have that kind of talent."

Hase Azusa's answer was not unexpected, Fujii tree had a headache, and it was impossible for him to be with her all the time, so he had to let this friend shine a little bit so that he could get rid of the current situation of being isolated.

"Is there anything you're good at?"

What are you good at?
Azusa Hase was stunned for a moment, she didn't know if the guitar counted or not, she only played it for herself all the time, although her parents often said that she played very well, but it should be an encouragement to her relatives.

"Gee... He, I can play the guitar."

After hesitating for a while, she still mentioned the only hobby she could be considered good at.

"Guitar?"

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

With a makeover in appearance, she's no worse than those idol singers!Mr. Hase, if you add the guitar as a gimmick, no matter what your level is, there will definitely be traffic.

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

(End of this chapter)