[Tutorial Rebirth + Micro Comprehensive Manga] Run Rain Rebirth

"Hakone-san" after Takeshi Yamamoto sneaked back to the classroom, he didn't come back until after school. Takeshi Yamamoto didn't think that Liudao Mukuro, who has rich combat experience in the future and whose illusion is so strong that it can be said to be unimaginable, is still growing up now. The skylark in the middle school was easily defeated, and the people in the classroom didn't know whether they were shrouded in illusion or what. No one mentioned Huagen, who skipped class when he first arrived at Bingsheng Middle School. What's wrong, and with Liu Dao Mu's character and ability, he has always been the type to harm people instead of being harmed by others.

Except for the arrival of Hei Yao's exchange students early in the morning, the class time was basically the same as usual and passed quickly. When Takeshi Yamamoto heard the school bell rang, he immediately started to pack up the things on the table and prepared to talk to Tsuna Kichi. Go home together with Yuji, fearing that the movement is too slow, Jiji will impatiently pull Tsunayoshi away, and he is a little distracted before the end of class, he has already packed up the things that can be packed, Takeshi Yamamoto quickly I just packed up my things, grabbed my schoolbag and stood up, walked to Tsunayoshi who was nearby, and before I said the customary "Let's go home together, Gang", suddenly an unexpected person came to talk to me .

"Excuse me, Yamamoto, can I take the time to talk?"

"Uh, oh, okay."

Takeshi Yamamoto froze for a moment, glanced at the male classmate, and responded in an easy-going manner.

What is this person's name?It looks a little familiar...

Although I didn't remember the names of other students after rebirth, and because of some rumors when I first entered the first grade, I seldom interacted with them, except for a few who were more impressive, such as the class monitor with square glasses and face control, and the person in charge. Except for the fiery girl with a fierce attitude towards homework collection, the homework section chief and others, Takeshi Yamamoto is honestly not very impressed. This male classmate looks familiar to him, but he can't remember the name of the other party. If I remember correctly, I didn't seem to have much interaction with him after I went to junior high school.

While thinking about it, Takeshi Yamamoto turned his head and said to Tsunayoshi who had also packed up his things, and there was a prison temple on standby next to him:

"Can you please wait a moment, Tsuna?"

"Okay, there's nothing else to do anyway."

Tsunayoshi said indifferently, and looked at the classmate who was looking for Takeshi Yamamoto with some curiosity, but the expression on the side was already a little impatient and said:

"Judaime, why are we waiting for this baseball idiot, why don't we go back together first, anyway, that guy doesn't know his way."

"Don't be like this prison temple, we are all friends, it doesn't matter if you wait a little bit."

When Tsunayoshi began to have a headache to appease the irritated prison temple, the interaction between Tsunayoshi and prison temple was commonplace and did not intend to interfere. Takeshi Yamamoto simply turned his head to look at the male classmate who was talking to him, and asked directly :

"Are you looking for me specifically to say something? As you can see, Prison Temple is not very patient. Can you explain as briefly as possible?"

Hearing his words from behind, Guiji shouted violently, "Baseball idiot, what did you say about me!" ? ’ and Tsunakichi’s panicked stopping sound, Takeshi Yamamoto looked at the boy in front of him, and the more he looked at him, the more familiar he looked, but the name never came to mind.

"Can I trouble you, Yamamoto, to help out in this autumn competition? Our main player has only recently learned that he has other arrangements that cannot be rescheduled during the competition, but the remaining candidates are not strong enough. I remember you, Yamamoto You play baseball well, can you please help our baseball club once?"

The male student clenched his fist and made a serious request.

When Takeshi Yamamoto heard this request, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, unable to react for a while, and at the same time hearing the baseball club, he also remembered the reason why he felt familiar with this person.

Ah, yes, he is a friend from the former baseball club.I remember that at that time, he was my trusted teammate and a good opponent in baseball... How could I forget?

Takeshi Yamamoto noticed that his hand was trembling a little, and he held the uncontrollably trembling hand tightly. Takeshi Yamamoto maintained a superficially normal attitude, and put one hand behind his head as if nothing had happened, showing a little nerve-wracking look. said with a smile:

"Huh? But I haven't touched baseball for at least a year. Are you sure you really want to ask me for help?"

"Of course, Yamamoto is famous for being a good baseball player. If it weren't for the rumors at the beginning of school, maybe Yamamoto would have been recruited by the president to become a main player at that time. I think it will be fine! And before the big competition, there is enough time to help you get back the feeling!"

The male classmate——Takeshi Yamamoto, if I remember correctly, is called Fujimori Anyuan, he said excitedly, grabbed Yamamoto Takeshi's hand vigorously, and shook the hand hanging by his side a few times, with earnest expectations He looked at Takeshi Yamamoto with serious eyes.

Being looked at by those strong and trusting eyes, which overlapped with the eyes of trust and expectation that he had bet on himself when the game was critical, Takeshi Yamamoto couldn't refuse outright, and at the same time, his heart was unexpectedly shaken by it, almost for a while. Unable to maintain the smile on his face, he pulled his hand away a little rudely, facing An Yuan who was a little stunned by his actions, Takeshi Yamamoto smiled like a cover, and said:

"Ahaha...Sorry, let me think about it? After all, the game is not a casual thing, so I can't give a casual answer."

"... I see, then please give me an answer before the end of this week."

Although he seemed a little concerned about Takeshi Yamamoto's sudden violent move just now, An Yuan, who had no relationship with Takeshi Yamamoto in this life because Takeshi Yamamoto didn't join the baseball club, didn't say much. After nodding and saying something, he picked up his The schoolbag went out of the classroom.

A baseball game, right?

Takeshi Yamamoto was in a daze, a little confused in his heart, and when he was in a daze to let go, he only heard Tsunakichi's slightly envious voice:

"People from the baseball club came here to find Wu to participate in a big game. Wu's baseball is really good."

"It's just a baseball idiot, Judaime, you are much greater than him, you don't need to admire this guy too much."

Hearing Tsunayoshi's praise of Takeshi Yamamoto, he could also feel a little envy in his words, Kikuji spat, with a slightly disdainful expression, and said.

Hearing what Yuji said, Tsunayoshi's face was a little embarrassed, but after all, over the past year, I have seen a lot of Yuji's confrontational attitude towards Takeshi Yamamoto and his words of running away, and every time Takeshi Yamamoto laughed. He didn't take it seriously, and he also learned to filter Jiji's targeted speeches against Takeshi Yamamoto independently. He also learned that many times his own dissuasion will not only have no effect but will add fuel to the flames, so he understands that if Guji's speeches are not too extreme , What he should do is not to stop but to quickly change the subject, so he asked Yamamoto Takeshi, half of which was to change the subject and half of which was really curious:

"Uh... By the way, when is the baseball fall game? Let's see if it's convenient for everyone to watch together on that day, and help Ah Wu cheer."

"About mid-October, right? But Tsuna, I didn't intend to agree to help. It's just that I just saw Fujimori-san looking forward to it, so there's no way to ruthlessly refuse immediately."

Takeshi Yamamoto came back to his senses and replied, although it was a bit difficult to say this decision, Takeshi Yamamoto scratched his head and said it in a normal tone of understatement.

"Huh? Why, Wu, don't you like baseball very much?"

Because of Takeshi Yamamoto's unexpected answer, Tsunayoshi opened his eyes in astonishment, and asked in surprise.Yuji also frowned slightly in surprise, and looked at Takeshi Yamamoto carefully, as if doubting whether he had any other intentions.

"I like it...but that's why..."

Mumbling, Takeshi Yamamoto didn't know what his expression was now, but he noticed the expressions of the other two people, he quickly smiled brightly, and cut off the unfinished words to cover up:

"Ahaha, that's how it is anyway, eh."

"Uh, what...?"

Tsuna looked confused, but before he could finish his puzzled question, the prison temple interrupted:

"Don't ask, Judaime, since the baseball idiot said that himself, don't worry about why he made a decision... Anyway, baseball games are not interesting."

The last muttering in a very low voice made Takeshi Yamamoto unable to tell whether the prison temple was understanding of his feelings, or because he didn't want to waste time watching the "boring game" and didn't want Tsunayoshi to ask more so that he wouldn't change his mind, but still He smiled involuntarily, thanking the prison temple for his rare thoughtfulness, and didn't let Gangji ask any more.

Perhaps in a certain respect, the prison temple who once abandoned the piano for some reason is partly similar to himself, so you can vaguely perceive his current mood from his few words?In any case, Takeshi Yamamoto is very grateful for the actions of the prison temple at this time.

After Yamamoto Takeshi and Tsunayoshi Prison Temple walked back together, they did not visit Zetian's house and do homework together as before. Instead, they smiled and waved goodbye to the two at the divergent intersection, and walked on the way back alone. .

After staying away from Tsunayoshi's sight, the relaxed and carefree smile on Takeshi Yamamoto's face gradually disappeared.He didn't go home directly, but after a little hesitation, he turned around and went to the baseball practice field that he used to frequent before he entered middle school in this life, and in his previous life until that incident.

"Oh, isn't that Xiaowu? It's been a long time since I saw you visiting. Is today the same as before? I can give you a little advantage when we meet again after a long absence."

Walking to the periphery of the practice field, Takeshi Yamamoto was looking for a place to see how other people were practicing when he heard a call.And Takeshi Yamamoto turned his head and looked at Uchida, the owner of the training ground who was familiar and friendly to him, with a smile on his face, and he also said hello:

"Long time no see, Boss. But I'm not here for baseball practice today, I just want to take a look."

Scratching his head, even though he was a little embarrassed, since he really didn't come to practice baseball, he said it honestly with a little apology.But Boss Uchida was not unhappy or surprised when he heard it, he just smiled kindly and said:

"Oh, I forgot. The autumn competition will be next month. Xiaowu should also have a training camp in the club, so he doesn't need to use it for a short period of time, right? Let's work hard and win a good result for Bingsheng. When the time comes, I will Then enlarge your photo into a poster and put it on the driving range as an advertisement.”

Perhaps because he knew Takeshi Yamamoto’s passion for baseball in the past, Boss Uchida took it for granted that he would join the baseball club when he entered middle school, and he would naturally participate in the autumn competition. He said cheerfully, as if Takeshi Yamamoto It's as if he has already scored a good grade for Bingsheng Middle School by virtue of his excellent baseball ability.

Takeshi Yamamoto didn't want to just smash the boss's well-intentioned speech and beautiful imagination, and didn't want to explain that he didn't actually join the baseball club. He just smiled ambiguously, noncommittal, and asked, changing the subject:

"Then can I go in and take a look? It will be fine in a while, and it won't be too long."

"Go in, just put your schoolbag and the baseball bag on your back, and watch as long as you like as long as you don't steal it."

Boss Uchida smiled, and readily agreed, but with conditions attached.

"okay, I get it."

Takeshi Yamamoto touched the baseball bat bag with the bamboo knife on the back. Although he is not used to leaving the only weapon he currently owns and always carries with him like this, Uchida knew that he had misunderstood the baseball bat inside and would definitely not allow him to bring it in. If it is not wrapped in a cloth bag, the appearance of the bamboo sword is quite eye-catching.

Takeshi Yamamoto thought about it, this is just an ordinary bamboo sword, not Shiyu Jintoki, which he will inherit from Yamamoto in the future, and when used, it will become a real sword that can kill people. , even if there is really anything in case of being scolded at most, deducting pocket money to buy a new one and returning it to Dad, it is not a very valuable thing. After a little hesitation, Takeshi Yamamoto nodded and answered, at the same time Untie the schoolbag and the baseball bat bag containing the bamboo knife, and put them in the locker.

The baseball practice field is not the kind of place that provides practice games, but a place with special machines and fields that provide swing practice, as well as pitching and catching practice, which is a distance away from club training.When Takeshi Yamamoto walked in, he saw some people who looked younger than junior high school students practicing, and those who were above middle school were practicing, just as Boss Uchida said, because the autumn competition was approaching and they were all in the school. They were trained intensively in club practice, but they were rarely seen.

Takeshi Yamamoto didn't know why he suddenly got up, and wanted to come and have a look.If he really wants to miss the feeling of a baseball game, then he should also go to watch the group practice of the Bingsheng Baseball Club from a distance. When he comes here, at most he can see the snow-white and small baseballs with red lines that are constantly being thrown by the machine. Flying by, or being hit and thrown high, or a passing baseball hitting the green net behind it is not a very interesting picture.

why?Is it because you still can’t let go of baseball deep down in your heart?

Takeshi Yamamoto leaned on the iron railing next to the net fence on one side, absent-mindedly looking at the scenery of baseballs constantly and evenly flying past in his sight, and asked himself.

Actually maybe yes.Takeshi Yamamoto admitted that after all, he used to love baseball so much that he set his goal in life on the road of baseball. Even though he later stepped into the world of mafia because he wanted to be with Agang, he often participated in amateur baseball in his spare time. Competition, maintaining the hobbies and dreams of this teenager outside of his job.

Takeshi Yamamoto thought, if Ganga had given up being a mafia leader, maybe he would have entered the world of professional baseball according to his original dream, and he did have the ability to achieve something in that world.In his previous life, he followed A Gang and chose another path that he had never thought of in the past. Although he had no regrets or complaints, he did not deny that he preferred to live in a baseball field where he could enjoy life in a dark world with swords and swords and unfathomable depths. In the eyes of Takeshi Yamamoto, a Mercedes-Benz and an environment where you can play your favorite sports, you can enjoy a life of sweat and sports on the court, which can almost be said to be as beautiful and dazzling as brilliance, and it is also what he has always yearned for.

He likes baseball, an activity with a ball, a bat, and a companion to play with more than fencing.He also naively thought that even if he became a mafia, as long as he was willing to do it, it would be feasible to balance his dreams and realistic choices-until that happened.

He closed his eyes, unwilling to recall the details of that event—even if it was so bloody and impressive that he couldn’t forget it even if he wanted to—on the contrary, after that event, this event The few words that Skuvalo, who came to support under the dispatch of Li Baoen, said in a cold tone came to mind at this moment.

『See clearly, this is the result of the innocence you have been refusing to give up. 』

"You're not an idiot, it's time to wake up."As early as you choose to step into this world, you are cut off from your dreams. 』

And Takeshi Yamamoto did give up after that incident with only a little luck and hope in his heart, and he didn't pick up the bat again until his death.

But after all, it is something that I have really loved, so how can it be possible to just let it go?

Takeshi Yamamoto couldn't help but smile bitterly.

After being reborn, he excused his youthful appearance and didn't stop playing baseball until he entered junior high school. This is already a manifestation of nostalgia.At that time, no one knew that he seemed to love playing baseball just like the child before his rebirth. When he was holding a bat and baseball, his heart was trembling and his mind was violently fluctuating. However, he couldn't help the temptation and had intense and contradictory emotions in his heart. In the end, he gave himself a time limit based on his current appearance age, and let him allow himself to let go of all worries and restraints and hold the ball with peace of mind. Stick, playing baseball on the field again.

But now that the deadline has passed, Takeshi Yamamoto once again sealed his desire to play baseball, but he did not expect that there were rumors of a fierce fight with Hibari, even if the rumors have gradually subsided because of his kind behavior recently, he is still in a state of alienation The baseball club even asks itself to take part in a big game instead of a player in need.

To be honest, it's troublesome...

Takeshi Yamamoto couldn't help sighing slightly, looking at the vast sky that looked high and far away, he was a little dazed again.

Perhaps compared to other people's pleadings, it was his own desire to step on the court that troubled him more. Therefore, he didn't want to complain about An Yuan, on the contrary, he had never had any friendship with An Yuan's special request in this life. I wanted to participate in the competition, but I could only refuse and feel a little sorry.

"Hey, Takeshi Yamamoto, why didn't I see you gathering with those herbivores today?"

Accompanied by the voice, there was a person beside Takeshi Yamamoto jumping down from the net fence behind him. He had black and smooth short hair, sharp phoenix eyes that did not match his gentle and handsome face, and a neat white shirt and black trousers. His standard daily attire consisting of a black old-style school uniform jacket and a bright red discipline armband, the person who came was Hibari Kyouya.