Chapter 503 You Must Not Become Hojo Kyousuke!

Hyoudou Michiru will never forget the summer of last year. Less than a week after she led the school basketball team to win the summer trial, her cousin Tsuchiya Ryota knelt on the baseball field of Sobu High School.

He buried his whole face in the reddish-brown soil, and the sound of his crying was so dull that it was hard to breathe.

"I'm sorry to the elders and fellow villagers in my hometown!!"

That's what Ryota shouted. Maybe, who knows, the reason why he could be heard through the soil was because he was howling too loudly, and the sound would naturally be distorted.

The pained look scared the relatives who came to support him. They were afraid that Tsuchiya Ryota would commit suicide in the next second, and they were afraid of blood splashing on their faces and dared not run. The one-sided baseball game was not as exciting as this moment. The Tsuchiya couple hurriedly squeezed through the crowd and got in, hugging their son who had fainted from crying tightly in their arms, as if their baby son would fly away with the dream of Koshien in the next second.

Touching? Very touching. It was not just Ryota Tsuchiya. The other members of the Sobu High School Baseball Club also tried their best. In the fourth quarter, Fujikawa Masao, who was assisting the pitcher, had obviously seen his arm fatigue and could not support it, but because there was no teammate more reliable than him, he still gritted his teeth and continued to pitch. The base runners tried to steal bases again and again, and tried their best to make various dangerous dodges in order not to be tagged out.

Unfortunately, not many people could see this scene. In addition to some parents who came to watch the game, there were only birds and wind in the trees.

It was really touching, and it was really scary.

Michiru Hyodo was very grateful that her cousin could think so for her, and she didn't mind accompanying the Sobu High School Baseball Club to grow slowly, although according to the strength of her cousin and others, they didn't need a few cheers at all. However, she was not sure whether her and "Icy Tail" joining was a support or a heavier burden for her cousin.

Don't let Ryota lose the game again, and when he wails, he will not only feel sorry for the elders and folks in the school, but also for his cousin in his hometown. It would be too much of a sin to arrange the suicide that failed last time.

Thinking of this, Hyodo Michiru stood up and squeezed next to her father, whispering into the latter's ear.

This behavior is not decent for ordinary people, but she is a little girl, and what they are discussing now is closely related to her, so it is not abrupt for him to do it.

When Mr. Hyodo heard his daughter's words, he was instantly scared and broke out in a cold sweat.

Yes! Why didn't I think of this!

The reason why he has always hoped that his daughter can learn from his nephew Ryota is that he is impressed by his persistence and perseverance. No matter whether the sweat he sheds is in vain, he doesn't care, no matter how many failures he has experienced, he will never give up... But everyone has always seen only the good side of Ryota Tsuchiya's character, and selectively ignored his paranoid side.

Last time, because his nephew said that his baseball team had the best chance of breaking through the second round of the qualifiers, everyone made time to cheer him up, but they saw such a horrible scene.

At that time, he also took the opportunity to educate his daughter, "Look at how devoted Ryota is to baseball. He never gives up even though his strength and talent are so poor. Look at you. You have such great talent and strength but you don't cherish it. God will hate you for wasting it like this."

Now that I think about it, it seems that there is nothing wrong with my daughter's character of being hot-tempered for three minutes. At least she won't meet a stronger person and be severely frustrated after making great progress. It is a kind of victory to stop when you are ahead and be content. If you don't keep moving forward, you won't fail.

If Michiru really brings the band to become the cheering group of the Sobu High School Baseball Club, and then the good nephew makes another hysterical loser cry, and by the way, upgrades it to seeing a home run in the next life, wouldn't his family become a sinner?

Thinking of this, Mr. Hyodo also woke up. When talking about growing together, others are thinking about the future, but the future of your baseball club can be seen at a glance. The end is completely seen. If we really want to become the cheering group of the Sobu High School Baseball Club, we can only cheer a few times a year, and we don’t have to rehearse the victory and cheering songs. We only need to comfort each other constantly, saying that the next time will be better, and the future belongs to us.

Thinking of this, he coughed twice, and facing the scorching and expectant eyes of his nephew, he slowly said:

"This, Ryota."

"Hey, I'm here, you say. You don't have to worry about the transportation of musical instruments and the commuting of Michiru and others every time you cheer. I will immediately apply for funds from the school to buy a special bus, which is enough for the cheering group and the baseball club to ride together."

Tsuchiya Ryota's tone is earnest. He has seen the future. In the future, everyone will sit together on a luxury bus. The atmosphere will be high because there are more girls on the bus. Hojo-kun will be happy because of his cousin. After arriving at the competition venue, the Sobu High School Baseball Club will usher in a hearty victory.

"..."

In contrast to his excited nephew, Mr. Hyodo felt his scalp tingling when he heard the excited voice. He was so excited before he even started. If he failed again, he might not see a home run again in his next life.

The father and daughter looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts.

Mr. Hyodo made up his mind and decided to be the bad guy himself.

"Ryota, I've thought about it. We should discuss the matter of joining the cheering group."

"Why? Isn't this a perfect match made in heaven?"

"The Hanshin Koshien you are talking about, with an audience of 50,000 people, is indeed impressive, but that is too far away. You also know that Michiru is always impatient. Maybe she will give up playing in the band again before then."

Mr. Hyōdo said it more tactfully, but everyone present could understand what he meant. People are saying, isn't Jiaziyuan all about painting a pie? If I really believed your nonsense, Michiru Hyido's guitar would be collecting dust and I wouldn't even see the day it lands in Koshien.

If she had heard her father say this before, Hyodo Michiru would have jumped up immediately, but now she kept her mouth shut. Just take the blame yourself, it's better than saying directly, cousin, you are too paranoid, I'm afraid of becoming the murderer who forces you to death.

"Hey? Wouldn't that be just right? Uncle Hyido, weren't you very opposed to Michiru playing in a band before? Wouldn't it be just right if she gave up?"

An Yilun also said while swallowing the special strawberries in his mouth.

"hehe……"

Mr. Hyōdo smiled perfunctorily, not intending to put any effort into making up an excuse. He just stared at Ryota Tsuchiya's face across from him, fearing that he would be stimulated and slap the table and say, "If I can't take Michiru into Koshien, I will cut off two little fingers to apologize, and use the remaining eight fingers next year to continue working hard."

But what surprised him was that his good nephew didn't seem to understand the meaning of his words, and actually smiled, as if he had been waiting for him to say this for a long time.

This is indeed the case. Tsuchiya Ryota has been waiting for this moment for too long.

Wealth never returns to its hometown like a brocade walk at night. He has been in a state of excitement since the morning baseball training. He wants to grab the ears of the baseball clubs of more than a thousand universities in Tokyo and roar, "Hojo Kyosuke! We have Hojo Kyosuke! Hojo-kun! We have it." Get your ticket to Koshien!”

If possible, he really wanted to rent ten zeppelins and let them patrol the sky over Tokyo. Each one would have a full-body photo of Hojo-kun wearing a Sobu Ko baseball uniform, and then broadcast him stealing first base in the morning. , video of stolen home run.

Do you know what it means to be a man who can steal a first base?

Now, he finally has such an opportunity.

Tsuchiya Ryota could clearly hear the sound of his heart beating violently. Under the gaze of the Hyotou family, he stood up, raised his hand and straightened his collar, and spoke slowly with a reserved smile on his face:

"Now, please allow me to introduce it to you.

The savior of the Sobu High Baseball Club!

The next three Koshien winners!

Neon Baseball History Breakthrough Heroes!

Mr. Hojo Kyosuke! "

His tone became higher and higher every time, and the shock on the faces of Bingtang's family members also became higher and higher. They all thought that this cousin had gone insane.

Listen to what is being said, forget about being a savior. Before the world is truly destroyed, anyone can say that they are the savior. The winner of the next three Koshien championships? This loan is too big, and it’s not so blatant to open a bank at home. A hero with a gap in the history of neon baseball. Such a nickname would be ranked in the top ten even in "Shukan Bunshun".

The pretty girl with short purple hair looked up at her enthusiastic cousin, her rosy little mouth wide open. Those long nicknames were too difficult to remember. She only remembered the name "Hojo Kyosuke". In such a scene, it is too difficult to forget this name.

Because, as if Ryota Tsuchiya was standing in the middle of the world, he was still opening his mouth wide to simulate an echo and kept repeating the four characters "Kyosuke Hojo".

It's too abstract. If Tetsuta Kisaki saw it, he would definitely feel like he was facing a life-or-death enemy. It is foreseeable that Ryota Tsuchiya will not have the opportunity to enter Ruyi's house in the future, even if he is Michiru Hyōdo's cousin. Because Momotaro would never let such a dangerous person who could threaten his position as number one younger brother walk into Ruyi's dormitory alive.

Gulu——

Hyodo Michiru swallowed, turned her head and saw that her father was as confused and shocked as she was. She turned her head again.

"So, because of this Hojo Kyosuke, cousin, you won't lose the second round of the qualifying rounds this year?" The girl asked hesitantly, with a little more energy in her voice, obviously happy for her cousin.

"What do you mean by not losing the second round of the qualifiers? With Hojo-kun, reaching Koshien is just the minimum goal!" Tsuchiya Ryo lowered his head and glared at his cousin displeased.

Hearing this, Bingtang and his daughter looked at each other.

Crazy, crazy, this guy is crazy.

"Kyosuke Hojo?" An Yilun was also confused. There was a severe phantom pain throughout his body, and along with the pain came the suffocating shadow of death. For a moment I felt breathless and speechless.

Ryota Tsuchiya was not surprised by the reaction of Hinou and his daughter. He sat down, took out his mobile phone and clicked a few times, pulled out a video, and handed the mobile phone to his uncle.

"This is?"

"Top secret information! Sobu High School baseball club training video!"

"..."

It is indeed top secret, and no one except you will pay special attention to it.

Hyodo Michiru didn't say anything anymore, put her little head next to her father, clicked play and started watching.

So slow! What a slow ball! You haven’t made any progress in the past year?

Michiru was shocked when he saw the pitcher's slow ball. No wonder Brother Liang was so desperate when he lost. It turned out that he had already tried his best to win the first round of preliminaries.

The video continued, and then the expressions of Hyotang and his daughter suddenly changed.

This, this? ?

So fast! Doesn't this person need to think? Why does he dare to start running like this?

So strong!

As a sports genius, Michiru Hyodo saw at a glance the extraordinary athletic ability of the boy in the video. Even through the screen, she could feel the powerful muscle power released by the boy while running, surging and surging!

The stolen base was successful! Michiru Hyodo cheered in her heart. Everyone likes the weak to defeat the strong, and she is no exception.

But this defense is really bad...

Before she finished her complaints, her beautiful purple eyes suddenly widened.

Overrun, it's already second base over there!

The boy on the screen obviously didn't hear Michiru's voice, or even if he heard it, he wouldn't care at all, because Michiru could clearly see his determination from the boy's footsteps, and stealing first base couldn't satisfy him at all!

This defense is pretty good.

Seeing that the first baseman did not choose to pass the ball to the second base but directly to the third base, Michiru muttered quietly.

Then she saw the boy on the screen, who was probably Hojo Kyousuke, perform a magical step, and easily play with three types of hands and rush to home plate.

Ah, this is Ryota-ge, he was wearing this outfit last year and lying on the ground, making the mask full of dirt.

He stole three bases in one breath, no wonder Ryota-ge is so confident, with this boy joining in, it is indeed...

What! ?

Just when Hyodo Michiru thought that this was the end, she saw the boy on the screen leap up in a beautiful posture, directly jumped over Ryota-ge's head, and stepped on the home plate with his toes to complete the score.

Great! !

Ryota-ge has lost so many games, but this should be the most handsome background he has ever played, right?

Cheer in her heart, Michiru herself did not notice that she had cheered out loud.

It was a hearty victory. From making a decision to executing it without hesitation, he was able to overcome all difficulties and was worthy of the title of savior and hero.

Mr. Hyodo next to him was also stunned. Although he had not watched many baseball games since he officially entered society, he guaranteed that he had never seen such a wonderful performance in his long life. It seems that the good nephew may not be crazy. No, maybe he is indeed crazy.

"Is this the newcomer you found today, Ryota?"

"That's right! He is Mr. Hojo Kyosuke, the ticket holder for Koshien at Sobu High School!" Ryota Tsuchiya raised his head and chest and proudly announced loudly.

"Hey? What's next? Are there no other videos?" Michiru Hyodo asked. After watching the video of the man named Hojo Kyosuke, she actually wanted to play baseball.

"No, it's top secret information."

Seeing his cousin's expression, Ryota Tsuchiya was proud and felt that the plan was moving steadily in the expected direction.

Love, curiosity is your disguise.

Thinking of this, he continued to throw combos:

"And this is Hojo-kun's first time playing baseball!"

His voice became more and more proud.

"First time!?" X3

The three members of the Hyodo family spoke together.

"That's right, now you know why Hojo-kun is the savior, the future king of Koshien, and the reason why he is a hero of the gap!"

What Ryota Tsuchiya didn't say was that this video was not only confidential information, but also an extremely valuable document, which would be listed in the honor cabinet of the Sobu High School baseball club for future generations to admire.

"I admit that I and the Sobu High School baseball team were really weak before, and our best result was the second round of the preliminaries, but that's in the past! Now that Hojo-kun has joined us, we will grow rapidly, and the speed of evolution will surpass that of light.

Aren't you worried that Sobu High School can't give Michiru a stage? Koshien is just the starting point. The National Sports Meet, Tokyo Metropolitan Ball Games, and Meiji Jingu Tournament, Sobu High School will achieve unprecedented dominance across the country under the leadership of Hojo-kun. By then, I'm afraid that Uncle Hyodo will worry that Michiru will need support and will have no time to study."

Tsuchiya Ryota felt quite proud, so what if I'm a weak chicken, I found a big brother! I have mastered the code of victory!

Hearing this, Mr. Hyodo frowned instead.

"If he can perform like this in his first baseball game, I admit that he might grow up as quickly as you said, Ryota, but you are exaggerating a bit. The strength of those baseball powerhouses cannot be easily eliminated."

"Uncle! When you said this, did you forget that there is a talented girl sitting next to you who can lead the ballet team that has been eliminated in the first round for thousands of years to the semi-winner of the regional competition?"

Tsuchiya Ryota raised his voice.

"Michiru is different. You know, she is not an ordinary genius." Mr. Hyodo said proudly and with a headache.

"You also know that genius cannot be judged by common sense, Hojo-kun! He is a genius far superior to Michiru! I am a talentless mortal in front of Michiru..."

"Ryota, don't be so direct." Hyodo Michiru said with a smile.

"But Michiru is also a mortal in front of Hojo-kun!"

"..."

Tsuchiya Ryota smiled apologetically at his cousin, indicating that he was not targeting her.

"More talented than Michiru?"

Mr. Hyōdo's frown deepened. He believed that there might be people in the world who were more talented than his daughter, but there was absolutely no such thing as the kind of genius that would turn his daughter into a mortal.

"Perhaps the name Hojo Kyosuke is a little unfamiliar to you when it is associated with baseball, but when I mention Hojo Kyosuke and kendo, you Michiru should have an impression, right?"

"kendo?"

Michiru frowned, as if, as if... no, I couldn't remember it at all, my brain didn't have the space to record things that I wasn't interested in.

"I don't know." She said honestly.

Looking at those big watery eyes, Tsuchiya Ryota took a deep breath, thinking that if you are tough now, you will be soft later.

"The reason why Hojo-kun played baseball for the first time was because he was practicing other sports, kendo. When he was in junior high school, he led Tojo High School's junior high school to win three national competitions, and every time They all received individual wins and dare-to-fight awards.”

"So he is another person who is as half-hearted as Michiru?" Mr. Hyōdo's eyebrows relaxed a lot.

"Why do you think so? Do you think Hojo-kun can only succeed in one thing with his energy?"

Tsuchiya Ryota asked doubtfully in an exaggerated tone.

"Um?"

"Perhaps I didn't explain it clearly. If the name Hojo Kyosuke and Kendo seem strange to you. Maybe you have heard of the work "The Devotion of Suspect X"."

Tsuchiya Ryo smiled too reservedly, and he felt that he gradually understood the happiness of his friend Tamaki Aobunobu. Without waiting for his uncle to speak, he continued:

"Kyosuke Hojo, winner of the Honya Grand Prize in 2015, has made three breakthroughs in a row. He is the most promising writer in the Heisei era and an unprecedented genius! In two weeks, you will be able to see him at the Mystery Writers Association Award Ceremony. ”

He knew that his uncle must know this, because he knew from his father that his uncle had been a fan of mystery novels since he was a student. There was no reason why he had not read the most popular mystery novel last year.

Without stopping, he knew that he should pursue the victory at this time. The accumulation of surprises was not addition but multiplication. He wanted his uncle and Michiru to clearly realize that Hojo-kun was the genius among geniuses and became the support team of the baseball club with Hojo-kun. It’s my cousin’s best choice.

"Hojo-kun is a generous man. He never skimps on his talents. In addition to shining in sports, he is equally good at studying. As early as when he was in junior high school, he won the Neon Olympics gold medal in mathematics and received Special recruitment from the University of Tokyo. If there are people around you who like two-dimensional culture, then they must also know Hojo-kun's name. Almost all of Hojo-kun's works were on the best-selling lists of comics and novels last year. "

Ah, how cool it is!

It turns out that bragging about other people's strength is such a pleasant thing!

Seeing the shocked and dull faces of his cousin, aunt and uncle, Tsuchiya Ryota felt as refreshed as drinking a glass of cold beer.

"Ah, I remembered, Xiaolan and the others talked about this person when we were young!"

Hyodo Michiru exclaimed, she often heard this name from the band members. But every time they saw her coming, they would change the subject, and when asked later, they would say that the newly practiced repertoire had something to do with Hojo Kyosuke.

But the strange thing is that this man is neither a composer nor a singer, so why is he related to him?

One question was solved, and a new one arose in the girl's mind.

"Ah! That violent maniac! No, Michiru, you can never be his support group!"

An Yilun finally broke free from the phantom pain, stood up suddenly and shouted loudly.

Hyōdo Michiru turned around and saw that his childhood sweetheart's cousin was covered in cold sweat on his forehead and face. It looked like he had two broken ribs.

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