Reborn in my brother's body

Toru did not go to the station to see Okamoto off.

They both knew that no matter how close their relationship was before, they couldn't sit down and talk about work and family like old friends, because no matter how good the memories were, they couldn't cover up the scars, so they all tacitly hugged each other. as parting ceremony.

When Okamoto boarded the train with deep thoughts and went away again, on the other side of the city, Toru also walked towards the battlefield waiting for him with firm steps.

Standing at the end of the queue, he quickly walked through the dark entrance passage.

In the past two years, he has walked back and forth countless times during this journey, which was only a few dozen steps back and forth. However, today, the other side of the aperture seems to be another world.

After stepping on the last step of the exit, everyone's body was covered with a layer of gold by the sunlight.

There were no fans cheering like a tsunami in the stands, and the huge stadium instantly turned the cramped reverberation in the passage into a boundless emptiness.

Looking up, the clouds are high and the sky is very bright.

Close your eyes, you will be greeted by a refreshing fragrance of green grass.

Line up, take off your hat, salute.

When the teammates rushed to their respective defensive positions, Toru's footsteps pointed to the players' rest area.

He was not placed in the starting lineup, but sat in the corner as usual, but Sasaki took great pains to invite him not to let him experience the R team's cold bench, thanks to Wuji's kindness, he has already got it in advance My script for today.

So following the referee's kick-off order, his thoughts were pulled back to the locker room just now.

"Do you know what happened to Yingshan?"

Che sat on the bench in the locker room, bent over to check his shoelaces, when he heard someone whispering behind him.

He was not interested in this kind of gossip that was spread in private, but when he heard Masahiko's name, he couldn't help but stop his hands.

Immediately afterwards, another slightly shrill voice echoed enthusiastically: "Senior Yamada, don't be so secretive. I knew that Yingshan's matter this time was not easy, and getting involved in the drug issue would be self-destructive. He was promoted to the first army. In less than a month, he was punished with a suspension, so it’s not a matter of returning to the Second Army, maybe he will be terminated directly.”

"Contract termination? It won't be that serious, right? Doesn't Yingshan have some background, otherwise it wouldn't be so rampant..."

"Yeah, the coach seemed to value him a lot before."

Hearing that several players from the second army who participated in the selection were aroused by him, Yamada snorted a few times, and then opened the conversation: "You solid heads really think that you can be promoted to the first army if you play well. Can you gain a foothold in the R team? This sentence is only valid for talented players. Of course, for those talented players, they are not the only choice for the R team."

Toru heard the obvious directionality in Yamada's words. Right now, the one who picked Team R over and over again was himself under the name of his younger brother. Wardrobe, he really thought that Yamada said that to him on purpose.

However, what Yamada said next caught his attention even more, because the topic was shifted from Masahiko to him, and this time, it was not an allusion, but a name.

"So after today's practice match, if that Tamiya really joins the R team, you have to be careful, because he is different from the dead Tamiya, and you can't afford to mess with him."

"Senior Yamada, you didn't want to talk about Yingshan, why did you talk about Tamiya, and you also said that if it is, it may not be possible for him to come in or not."

"Why don't you say that you are all stupid in practice! Do you know? Yingshan entered the first army to occupy Tamiya's position, and this time Yingshan left to make way for another Tamiya. , This seems to be one in and one out, but it is actually Qianjiang's idea."

"Senior Qianjiang?"

"You haven't figured it out yet? In this team, apart from the manager and the coach, there is another person who must not be offended, and that is Goji Asae." Yamada's voice sounded like he was bluffing to scare a child from a distance. But the target was replaced by the group of Second Army players who wanted to get ahead in the R team, and seemed to have unquestionable magic power, only to hear him pause for a moment, and then began to testify, "This is what I saw with my own eyes. A few days ago, Qianjiang and Yingshan had a big fight in the locker room about Tamiya. Yingshan forced death and threats, and the chaos was turned upside down. Qianjiang didn't say anything at the time, but within two days, Yingshan An accident happened, you said how could it be okay? And do you know? Ying Shan took illegal drugs is not a matter of a day or two, he was able to pass the test safely before, relying on Qian Jiang's relationship. To put it bluntly, it is Ying Shan After cutting off his back, Qianjiang will no longer come forward to protect him."

Behind the closet, a few Second Army players responded to Yamada's careful instruction with a tidy gasp, but on the bench, Che was thinking about another thing.

The quarrel that Yamada mentioned should be the day when he came to negotiate the contract.

Masahiko finally went to find Wuji.

Toru understands himself, and fickleness and ignorance are synonymous with that man, so he doesn't doubt Yamada's words, he just didn't expect that Masahiko would use such a way of losing dignity and pride to push himself into a desperate situation.

But at the end of the day, whether that person is trying to earn a living, or whether evil will be rewarded with evil, it is none of his business.

The moment he thought about it, the sound behind him also turned into a mess of footsteps, and when he looked up again, Wuji's perverted figure appeared on the other side of the closet.

Wuji raised his eyebrows, stared at the aisle for a while, and saw several players running away in a panic, then raised the corners of his mouth and moved away from where Che was.

"You seem to be going the wrong way." Che lowered his head, tightened his shoelaces again, and opened his mouth full of disgust.

"I came here on purpose." Seeing that Toru didn't intend to continue the conversation, Wuji laughed again, "Supervisor Ogiwara discussed with several pitching coaches, and they all think your ball speed and ball control are very suitable for rescue. , so our agreement may have to wait until the second half of the game."

"Are you so eager to lose?"

"Tamiya, I really like you more and more when I look at you angry, so much..." Wuji said, leaning on the wall with one hand and lowering his body, covering Toru's figure in his shadow, "I never felt that I Want to win so much."

Turning his head away to avoid Wuji's breath, when he raised his eyes again, Che did not say a word, but responded with firm eyes.

[Jin, are you there?Answer me, answer me quickly!We must not lose this game! 】

Facing Wuji, Toru has been able to be tougher than ever before, but if he wants to win this strong bat on the court, he still needs to work together with Jin.

But this body devours everything like a black hole, making Jin once again hide in the silence.

Clang!

A crisp sound pulled Chu's thoughts back to the arena.

Pursuing a high and far arc flying towards the sky, I saw the pure white ball cross the field, and finally bounced twice in the empty stands before disappearing.

The word HOMERUN flashed on the scoreboard, and Toru realized that the game had reached the bottom half of the sixth inning, and the score was refreshed to 3:3 because of Wuji's home run.

"Tamiya, go warm up."

Turning his head to look at the source of the voice, he saw Director Ogiwara's stern profile in his eyes.

Walking out of the bullpen, Teh held on to the brim of his hat and glanced at the scoreboard again.

The game progressed to the second half of the eighth inning. In the just-concluded half of the inning, Tohru's white team used tactics to take another point from the red team with great difficulty.

Looking at that hard-won weak advantage, Toru understands that as a relief pitcher, his mission is to defend the victory for the team.

Then he moved his gaze to the batting list on the right, and the light indicated that the first hitter he was about to face after he entered the field was none other than the red team's fourth batter—Goji Asae.

The moment finally came.

Che walked up to the mound slowly, looking around the familiar field, time seemed to turn back to the day when he died.

There were no spectators in the stands, and the opponents in the strike zone were changed, but Ke Che's heart was still rushing around frantically.

Because until the end of the trial pitch, because until the referee issued the tee-off order, because until Wuji picked up the bat and stood still with a smile in his eyes, Jin never appeared.

Pedal, arm swing, ball release.

The catcher saved the wild throw with a quick save.

As the referee shouted "Ball!" to judge the ball, Goji flipped his wrist and spun the bat twice, deepening the upward angle of the corner of his mouth.

"Tamiya, are you afraid that I will fight you out?"

'asshole! Hearing Wuji's unscrupulous provocation, Che secretly cursed in his heart.

【Che, are you scolding me? 】

【Jin! 】

[Sorry, I'm late, leave the rest to me. 】

When that figure stood on the mound again and raised his head, the expression on that face had changed from Che's nervousness to Jin's self-confidence and calmness.

Shaking his head, and shaking his head again, Jin rejected the catcher's serve one after another.

Beside the home plate, not to mention the catcher who was constantly changing his signal, even Wuji, who was eager to try, was vaguely aware of the subtly changing atmosphere.

But Jin obviously didn't have the leisure time to play with everyone slowly. Before the catcher called out the ball in his mind, Jin threw the second ball impatiently.

The opposite arc from the first ball, far from the speed of the first ball.

One second before, Wuji was still holding up the bat for fear that this competition would be too boring, but the next second, he even forgot to put the stick back and staggered back a step.

Seen from the off-court, Wuji's obvious evasive action looked a little embarrassed. Perhaps such a gaffe was rare in his career as an all-around hitter, but he didn't care to clean up his expression right now, so he turned his eyes away. to the side and rear.

There, the catcher had stood up, his glove was still at the height of his chest, and his face was full of astonishment that could not be concealed by a mask.

There, the referee looked solemn and dignified, as if he stood still for two seconds like a statue, and then shouted in a thick voice: "Strike!"

It turned out to be a strike!How can such a receiving position be a strike? !

Of course it was a strike!In this game, only three people on the side of the home plate may be lucky enough to see clearly what a tricky floater this is.

Wuji raised his hand towards the red team's rest area, stopped the little commotion there, then patted his helmet, and rejoined the battle with full energy.

However, on the pitcher's mound, the pitcher who had just defeated his opponent seemed to be out of the fiery battlefield.

【Jin! 】

Che's voice was full of anxiety and anxiety. At this moment, his uneasiness was even greater than when he faced Wuji alone just now.

Because after that majestic shot, he clearly noticed that Jin's aura was weakening.

【Jin, what happened to you】

[There are two more goals! 】

Jin didn't answer, but seemed to have answered.

In his world, there is only this duel left.

After receiving the catcher's return, this time, Jin didn't even stop his eyes on the catcher for a moment, and stepped on the pitcher's board and raised his hands high.

In the utter silence, the third ball was shot, piercing the air and setting off a gust of wind.

Clang!

It was hit, but there was a dull blunt sound.

Jin opened his mouth slightly, and after his eyes were clearly focused on the situation on the field, he eased his brows and curved into a smile.

An arc flew towards the direction of second base, but it was not a hit ball, but a stumped bat.

Sawdust flew and fell on the red soil.

Behind home plate, the umpire raised his hands and shouted: "FoulBall!"

In the strike area, Wuji had sparks in his eyes, and threw the broken stick in his hand aside.

Wuji wanted to fight too much.

This point is not only clear in his heart, but also in Jin Rui's sharp eyes.

So for this ball, Jin gave him a high-speed sinker that surprised the audience during the trial training.

It's not that Wuji has never seen Jin's stunt before, but watching it from the sidelines and watching it in the strike zone is a world of difference.

He took out the momentum that four sticks should have, and did not evade half a point.

He played the judgment that the four sticks should have, and saw the arc change.

He showed the courage that four bats should have, and swung the bat decisively.

However, the curve carrying the speed of light was still firmly pressed against the near end of the bat.

When the full force of the ball collides with the full force of the stick, it is conceivable that it will fall apart.

The scoreboard showed two good balls and one bad ball.

On the sidelines of the court, everyone forgot the team's affiliation, and held their breath for this peak duel.

In the middle of the court, Jin hung his shoulders and panted heavily.

No one saw, under the brim of his hat, beads of sweat streaked across his temples for a moment, fell into the red soil under his feet and instantly became invisible.

[Jin, let's stop here. 】

Che's voice echoed in that body, but what he got was a rock-solid response.

[One more ball! 】

It's close, it's over, one more hit and the war will be over.

Raising his hand to wipe his sweaty forehead, Jin clenched his teeth, and his pale lips were drawn into a line.

The dormancy of the past few days was exchanged for today's three goals. He knew that he would not be able to last longer.

but.

This is what he can do for Toru, and this is what he wants to do for Toru.

The fingertips rubbed the ball line and shot.

When every pair of eyes followed the spinning arc towards the home plate, Che's heart was empty for a moment.

Snapped!The ball falls into the glove.

"Ball!" The referee called out the bad ball decision.

"Hmph!" Wuji put away his bat, and let out a smirk from the corner of his mouth, "Isn't it too late for you to escape now?"

No time to pay attention to Wuji's provocation, in fact, as early as the moment the ball left his finger, Toru felt the loss of strength under his feet.

He knew that this was not destined to be a good shot, but now, he is more worried about his brother than the number of balls on the scoreboard.

【Jin, that's enough! 】

[One more ball! 】Jin repeated it, as if all his will had been weakened to the point where he could no longer tolerate anything else.

[Jin, I've said enough! 】

With a hoarse roar, Toru relied on his own will to hold down Nishikizo's hand that was trying to fumble for the ball string in the glove.

【Jin, just listen to me once, let me finish the last ball. 】

When the white ball was held between his fingers, Toru had already taken over the overwhelmed body.

Under the brim of the hat, he adjusted his breathing thoroughly, allowing his pale face to quickly regain blood.

Looking up again, crossing the distance from the mound to home plate, Toru's eyes locked on Wuji's eyes full of murderous intent.

Seeing that person pretending to be relaxed with the bat to knock on the sole of his shoe, and then pulling away the posture of struggling, Che's heart no longer had the previous hesitation, but only a piece of boundless tranquility.

Perhaps Jin's extraordinary abilities should not have been expected in the first place.

Whether he wins or loses, it has always been his own war.

All of this started with this stadium, so let it end here.

Pedal, close hands, take a deep breath.

The arm fell, and a light and shadow flashed across the field of vision.

Without a brilliant shot, Tohru finally chose an unpretentious straight ball in the middle to call himself a curtain call.

Without amazing ball speed, what flashed on the scoreboard was a familiar number-139km/h.

On the other side of the line of sight, Wuji swung the bat with a serious face he had never seen before.

The author has something to say:

I'm here again~

About the bullpen: English Bullpen, that is, the area in the baseball field where pitchers warm up before playing.Because of this loving title, when watching live games, I often hear the commentator say what about the cows in the bullpen, but I personally feel that the image of the mighty and domineering pitchers does not match the image of the cows.

About the relief pitcher: Also known as the terminator, some people call the super powerful relief pitcher the patron saint.His role is to freeze the score and stabilize the victory when the game is drawing to a close.So while relievers generally don't get as many innings as starters and relievers, they are an integral part of a team's defense.People who serve as relief pitchers generally need to have both superb skills and extremely high psychological quality, and be able to maintain stable performance under tremendous pressure.Teams generally choose fast-shooting players with strong ball handling ability as relief pitchers.

About floating ball: Simply speaking, it is a kind of ball that floats upward.Personally, I think this is a very magical ball, because the throwing action of the float ball is not to throw the ball upwards, but to swing the arm downwards like other balls.It is said that it uses the friction between the ball line and the air when the ball rotates at high speed to make the ball generate upward force.You must know that although a baseball is not big, its weight is still quite heavy. If you think about it, you need to rely on manpower to make the ball produce a speed that resists gravity.Moreover, this kind of ball also has a very formidable feature, that is, matching the curve of the inner corner, it will give the hitter the illusion that the ball is flying towards the face, so Jin chooses this kind of ball in the duel, just to give Wuji a blow, and Wuji The students were not scared to death on the spot, and they have already lived up to the reputation of the four sticks.