[Comprehensive] Kazuya's happy life

Are you excited?

The answer is obvious.

Because what the other party promised was exactly what Kazuya knew that in his original life plan, he might never have the chance to experience again.

- Exactly.

Even if Kazuya succeeds in entering a professional team and playing professional baseball in the future, it is absolutely impossible for the team to have more than 200 members--each professional baseball team can only officially log in at most 25 people, not even as good as Club numbers in many prestigious baseball high schools.

However, this wavering only lasted for a short moment, and then quickly dissipated - compared to such a temptation, there was something more important in Kazuya's heart.

The promises I made with my predecessors, the dreams I missed, the companions I struggled with, and the one step away from him, Jiashiyuan...

Although there is only one Koshien, no matter which team you are in, if you reach the national finals, you will be able to set foot on this field that the national baseball teenagers dream of. Different.

He is Ming Qing's Uesugi Kazuya, he was in the past, he is now, and he will always be in the future.

His eyes were clear and clear, implying a kind of firm belief, and he looked back with a smile at the opposite supervisor who was bound to win——

"I'm sorry, Mr. Henggou. Although the prospect you sketched is really beautiful-so beautiful that even I have to admit my heartbeat at that moment, but I'm still very sorry, I can't agree to your invitation."

Seeing that the smile on the other party's face gradually became stiff with his refusal, Kazuya continued apologetically:

"I have a reason to stay in Mingqing. Before the national competition started, I had already made an agreement with Senior Kuroki, the head of the high school baseball department. The arrival of my brother - facing such a senior, I really can't unilaterally break the appointment with him."

"So no matter what kind of invitation we encountered later, what kind of conditions the other party offered, my brother and I never agreed."

"It's not just because of our commitment to senior Kuroki, but also because of our principles of conduct."

"I also hope that Mr. Henggou can understand. I am very sorry."

He also bowed solemnly to each other.

Beside him, Tatsuya did the same.

Although he didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, the same refusal was evident in his words.

Henggou looked at the two brothers who were deeply bent over, remained silent for a while, and finally sighed heavily.

"Forget it...we came too late."

He sighed.

"It would be great if I could come to you before the national competition... No, if I could come to you when you just showed your talent."

If that's the case, it's the other people who are going to have a headache now, right?

Thinking about such a scene, the depression in Henggou's heart disappeared a lot, and a gentle smile appeared on his face again:

"Please raise your head, Kazuya-san, Tatsuya-san."

The two brothers stood up straight as they said: "Teacher Henggou..."

"I have already fully understood the thoughts of the two of you." The other party waved his hand, although the smile on his face was a bit forced, but not in a hurry: "Although I still feel very sorry to miss the two of you, but it is true that you keep your promise. For the quality that a man should have, even if we want two more to join, we can't do anything to encourage people to break their trust."

"So, please be upright and walk on with your back straight. This is not something you should feel guilty about."

The smile on Henggou's face became brighter, and it could be seen that he was indeed sorry for Kazuya and Tatsuya's decision, but he accepted the fact from the bottom of his heart and didn't mind it anymore.

The two brothers showed relaxed expressions when they heard the words.

"In any case, thank you very much for your invitation, which is also the best affirmation for us."

He also said sincerely.

***

Kazuya and Tatsuya sent Sensato, Hiotei and his party to the school gate.

Although Supervisor Henggou has repeatedly stated that there is no need to bother and let the brothers go back to continue training, but the invitation has been rejected before, and the other party has behaved very generously and gently. It was too rude, so after insisting, Henggou supervisor had no choice but to agree.

However, along the way, he walked alone at the front, followed by a row of teenagers of the same age, allowing them to communicate on their own.

"Well, although I knew it would be like this, but I couldn't help it that 'Master Atobu' came to me personally to intercede." Qianli's tone was lazy, and he couldn't tell how serious he was, "This young master Usually, he is very proud, and it is rare to see him take the initiative to ask someone for help. So if he has reached that level, if I still don’t agree, it will seem too impersonal, and in the end I can only bite the bullet and agree. "

Atobe, who was called "the young master" next to him, sneered when he heard the words:

"Hmph. Don't make it sound like you've done me a great favor, Chitose. It's for your own sake, right? Hmm?"

"For Qianli's own sake...? What do you mean?" Da didn't understand.

The handsome guy with blue hair and glasses who was walking beside Atobe gave a chuckle when he heard the words:

"Probably because I don't want to be recruited by my school's teachers as lobbyists."

——His voice is deep and hoarse, with a sexy maturity that does not match his age, and he speaks in a Kansai accent. When he articulates his words, there is a faint ambiguous tenderness, which makes people slide down their spines involuntarily. trembling……

The eyes of the brothers couldn't help but stare at him.

Relentless enough, he continued to explain:

"I'm afraid the high school of Sitianbao Temple is also planning on you two? In addition, you also attended the tennis team competition of their high school before. As long as the members of that team are willing, the relationship between you and Chitose will soon be It's no secret."

"That's it." Qianli Dafang admitted, "I know that Tatsuya and Kazuya are absolutely impossible to leave home (Tokyo) and go to other cities to go to high school, so I don't intend to invite you to come to us at all. School."

It’s just that the principal and teachers of the high school might not think so. In order to avoid working for nothing, Qianli thought it would be better to sell the favor of the Ministry of History to help him be this lobbyist—at least he was pleasing to the eye of the Ministry of History, and there was a lot of trouble in the middle. There are ninja brothers as a bond.

And also understand.

"I'm sorry to let you make this trip in vain." He patted his cousin on the shoulder, with a comforting expression on his face: "Will you go home with me and brother later? Mom is cooking beef hot pot tonight."

Super delicious! (*/w＼*)

"...Unfortunately, Kenya and I will take the nearest Shinkansen to go back to Osaka soon." Qian Li looked very regretful: "I'm really not reconciled! Aunt Haruko's beef hot pot! Damn Kazuya You must have said it on purpose!"

Kazuya smiled and said nothing.

Turning his gaze to the side, he seemed to be looking at Atobe in surprise, and he nodded to the other party in a friendly manner. As a result, he found that the other party's gaze became a little more meaningful...

"Ajibe-kun?"

Did he do anything notable?Why do you look at people like this?

"I'm not interested in guys who can't play tennis." The other party still used the condescending attitude and tone that was taken for granted, but unexpectedly people couldn't find it annoying, "But you are indeed interesting, Uesugi And also."

"... Ha." He also had a question mark on his head.

"Hey," he poked Qianli, leaned closer and whispered to him, "What does he mean by that...?"

Thousands of miles looked at him helplessly - why pretend to be confused when he clearly understands.

Kazuya smiled again - because that person did change his expression even though it was only for a moment when he poked thousands of miles away to ask a question just now!

——It's the funniest thing to see someone like him react like that.

It's a pity that Kazuya seldom has the type of each other around him.

So accidentally...

Qianli laughed.

"Pfft..." Ren Zuo, who was watching the whole process, couldn't help turning his head, and Xiao Xiaopu laughed.

The gaze of the Ministry of Witnesses immediately swept towards him coldly, and he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender:

"Sorry. I'm not smiling."

"..." Atobe didn't bother to talk to him.

This guy is usually known for his liking to watch him change his face (what the hell is that), and he really doesn't want to continue to be friends with him.

He was slandering alone, when suddenly, a slender white hand appeared in front of his eyes.

He silently followed that hand and looked upwards, and what immediately came into view was a gentle and smiling handsome face of a certain person——

"Sorry, I was wrong just now."

The other party smiled and generously "admitted".

"and."

"Haven't you greeted me well before? Let me introduce myself again. I am Kazuya Uesugi. Please take care of me, Atobe-kun."

Atobe decided to look at him for two seconds.

"Huh." He snorted softly, but didn't say much, and stretched out his hand to hold the other party:

"Atobe Keigo."

——Without any extra modifications, it was just a name.

That natural posture, as if he should be known and looked up to by everyone, standing in the center of the crowd, enjoying the attention of everyone.

He couldn't help but smile again.

"I always feel... Atobe-kun is a bit like someone I know."

"Oh?" Before Atobe could make a sound, Shinozu from the side had already approached with great interest: "A person who looks like Xiao Jing? To be honest, I have never met such a person before."

So feeling a little curious.

"...Ninzu." Atobe frowned, "Get off me, and don't call me Xiaojing!"

"Hey~ Xiaojing is so indifferent. He obviously kept pestering him last night and refused to let him go back..." Renzu curled up the corners of his mouth, smiling wickedly.

I don't know if it was Kazuya's illusion, but he felt the veins popping up on the forehead of Atobu.

"Shut up. That's to discuss today's itinerary with you, right? Don't use that strange statement."

"Why is this...Xiaojing intends to throw it away after I use it up, and refuses to take responsibility?"

"...It's even said that you can't use that kind of strange expression ==+"

"Is Xiaojing guilty? Are you afraid that I will tell the truth?"

"Hey!"

"Hey, hurry up and tell me to be responsible for me?"

"Forbearance! Foot!"

With a muffled sound of "poof", the Head Tennis Head named Atobe put his elbow in the abdomen of the blue-haired teammate behind him, and retreated while holding his stomach in pain, and then complained with grievances all over his face. As if looking at a scumbag (what the hell!) and ignoring the action of staring at him, he turned his head and looked at Kazuya as if nothing had happened:

"I'm also a little interested in what you just said."

"Who is it? The person you think is similar to this uncle?"

"..." He also remained suspiciously silent.