The original intention of the diamond ace

The third round.

"7:0!"

At this time in the stands.

"Wow! The players of Qingdou are too good! Several of them are almost as good as professional players. Oda is even better than I imagined. The arc of that curve ball is almost a foul, and he shot it so well. Sure. No wonder so many people can’t hit his ball.” Harada said with emotion.

"Well! But Oda should be replaced soon, after all there are semi-finals and finals."

……

Before the start of the fourth game, Qingdao's bench area.

Director Kataoka turned around and said to me: "Oda, you should come down and rest at the beginning of this round, and remember to apply ice afterward."

"Yes."

"Nine ghosts, you go up later."

"Yes!"

I smiled and said to Jiugui who was about to play: "Come on."

He smiled and replied, "Don't worry!"

After that, Kuki steadily suppressed the hitters, and the game ended in five innings.

……

The final competition passed quickly. Although we encountered many strong opponents, we still won the championship and drew a perfect end to my last competition.

In a blink of an eye, it was time to retire.

In the supervisory room, I sit opposite the supervisor.

"Oda, have you thought about where you're going in the future?"

I was silent for a while, and then said seriously: "I want to go to another place to have a look first."

Supervisor Kataoka paused, "Have you thought about it yet?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

After a few months, I packed my bags and started traveling without a goal.

—————— Time flies so fast—————

Two years later, Jingu Stadium.

"Hello! My name is Matsuo Ichiro, please give me your advice in the future!!" Matsuo opened the locker room door abruptly, and then bowed to the team members who were changing clothes.

"Scared me!!"

"Newcomer!?"

"Who is this!?"

"Got it! Close the door quickly!"

……

A few days later, Matsuo stood on the field of a professional baseball game for the first time. Although the game did not go very smoothly, he finally won the first game 5:6.

After the final inning, the pitcher walked off the mound and headed for home plate, and he hooked the inexplicable catcher around the neck.

"Rookie, what's the matter with you? Even though it's your first time playing, you are too flustered. Which school did you go to before?"

"I'm sorry! Senior! I will definitely not do this next time!" Matsuo bowed abruptly to him, and then said in a low voice, "Er... I was Qing before..."

"Huh? Which school?"

"Qingdao..."

"Oh! That famous family in West Tokyo? Oh, yes, I heard that their catcher is indeed Matsuo, I can't tell!" He looked Matsuo up and down.

"Well, I'm sorry..." Matsuo pouted.

"Oh! Then you should have partnered with that Oda, right?"

"Yes! I have partnered with Oda-senpai for two years!"

"Which team is he in now? I haven't heard about him since he graduated."

"Senior Oda became a freelancer after graduation. At first he was a surfer in Okinawa, and then he went to other places as a skydiving instructor." Matsuo frowned and began to recall, "Now it seems that he is kayaking in Spain?"

"Surfing? Skydiving? Kayaking?" The pitcher looked puzzled, "Is he not going to continue playing baseball? It's a pity, he's quite talented—"

"I don't know either? I've been asking him for the past two years, but he didn't answer me either."

"Let's go! Let's go to eat, I'll treat you! I know a very delicious restaurant..."

"Thank you senior!"

……

A few months later, Matsuo habitually started texting Oda to complain.

"Senior!!! When will you come back to play baseball ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"They all hate me!!!"

"I'm so sad T^T"

After he finished sending, he stuffed the phone into the cabinet and closed the door.

The mobile phone in the cabinet flickered, and the screen displayed: 'Senior Oda: "I'm going back to Tokyo in a few days, we will meet and talk then."'

……

Three days later, a small restaurant in Tokyo.

"Senior! Do you want to play baseball when you come back this time!" Matsuo excitedly asked a short-haired man opposite.

"Why do you always say this at the first sentence, but this time I really plan to come back and enter the profession." Oda replied to him with a smile.

"Ow! Oda-senpai! Come to Team Swallows! I need you! Everyone bullies me, I can't live this life..." Matsuo wrinkled his face.

"I will be in Tokyo, after all, my grandma is here. Seeing that you have been complaining to me for several months, then I will go to the Swallows team. But I may not be able to make it. After all, I have not played baseball for two years I don't know what it will be like?"

Matsuo picked up the wine glass, "Gululu... don't worry! Senior is so powerful, it must be fine. But senior, why did you suddenly decide to come back?"

"Well, it's nothing... I just saw an interesting pitcher in Okinawa, which made me suddenly feel that there are many different styles of baseball... Then I wanted to come back, or maybe I just wanted to play a little bit. .”

"Oh? Which pitcher? What's his name?"

"You probably don't know him. He's a gambling baseball pitcher named Tokuji. I really hope to compete with him in the future—"

……

Jingu Stadium a month later.

Oda once again set foot on the court which he had not seen for a long time. He raised his head and looked at the dense crowd of spectators on the stage. The sound was like thunder, and he was familiar with the diamond court.

"What a nostalgic taste." Then Oda took the first step.

Although he still doesn't know that the trajectory of this road is the same as before, whether he will regret today's decision in the future, but now he is still full of expectations to start this career life.

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This last paragraph has nothing to do with the text.

—————— Familiar dividing line—————

At the end of this article, I wish every little angel can find the thing he loves, and continue to do that thing with the original enthusiasm.It could be your career, or just a hobby.Our way to find it and continue on is full of gravel, bumps, and even bottomless cliffs.Your love will become your shoes and ladder. Although it cannot directly take you to the end, or even reduce the suffering on the road, it will be the motivation for you to go on.

I hope everyone can have the luck of Oda, and when you are lost halfway, there will be a small path with birds and flowers, so that you can take a breather.

I'm on a search too, hope we can all find it eventually and love it to the end of our lives.

(This text was written at 2020:7 on July 1, 24.)