The mutual attraction of gravity and gravitation

In the middle of baseball practice, dark clouds obscured the sun and the sky, and a light drizzle fell, soaking my hair and shirt.

The noise of raindrops hitting the helmet made Tsunayoshi Sawada the first to notice the change in the weather. He looked up at the sky and said, "It's raining."

The weather forecast showed that it would be sunny today, but it started to rain before the moon appeared.

"It's raining, let's suspend today's training temporarily." Nakahara Chuya frowned and shouted.

Takeshi Yamamoto swung his bat, feeling a little regretful.

It was just a little bit closer, and he could completely grasp that feeling.

But who let the heavens be so bad, it was raining at this time, so we had to wait for the next time to continue training.

Nanase Masumi held the baseball and hesitated, "Could Chuya give us another three balls?"

The most suitable venue for Runyu Guardian is this moment of drizzle and wind. She thinks that Takeshi Yamamoto has not only made a breakthrough as a baseball player, but also wants him to try to adapt to the weather and grasp the feeling.

Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned, and clicked: "Three goals are three goals, speed."

He can also see that Takeshi Yamamoto's breakthrough is imminent. If the momentum rises and cannot be broken through in one fell swoop, the momentum will fall back, it will be more difficult to break through next time.

"Thank you, Nakaya..." She looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi and said with a smile: "Tsunayoshi-kun can go and change the protective gear first, I will finish my three shots very quickly."

Except for Sawada Tsunayoshi who needs to take off the special catcher's protective gear, the others only need to pack up the baseball and bat and put them back in the baseball activity room after training.

He nodded in a daze, and said worriedly: "It seems that the rain is getting heavier and heavier, why don't we continue next time?"

The wetness of the rain will also have a certain impact on their pitching and hitting. He doesn't understand why they have to continue training under the increasing rain.

Nanase Masumi shook her head, chuckled lightly and said, "A teacher should have a beginning and an end."

She said that if she wants to help Takeshi Yamamoto break through, she will not give up halfway. You must know that the feeling of breaking through is like the zashiki boy at home who likes to hide from people and run away.

"Go, Gang." Zhong Yuan's face darkened slightly, and he didn't mean to dismiss her.

The rain wet her blue curly hair, and strands of it stuck to her cheeks. She collected herself and said, "Get ready for the last three balls, Yamamoto-kun."

The flames of the night burning on the surface covered the baseball, and flew towards Takeshi Yamamoto firmly and unquestionably. The flames burned away the water marks before the raindrops fell, and he swung the baseball hard with a single blow.

"boom--"

Zhongyuan Zhong also locked on the baseball expressionlessly, not even bothering to cover it up, and directly controlled the baseball to fly back to the palm of his hand with the flames of the earth.

Takeshi Yamamoto had no time to pay attention to the strangeness of the flying baseball. He focused on Nanase Masumi's second pitch, which was even more terrifying than before and even slightly murderous.

"Bang——" He swung his bat in a hurry, a little more nervous than he had been calmly before, and the ball didn't fly far and fell to the ground without accident.

His breathing gradually became rapid, and he couldn't tell whether the water on his face was sweat or rain. He only felt a terrifying and frightening aura enveloped him, stimulating his heartbeat to speed up and his breathing to become short of breath.

It wasn't a sign of fear, on the contrary he thought it was - excitement.

This is the excitement of encountering an unprecedentedly powerful enemy, and even the blood and heart began to cheer with excitement.

"The last ball." Nanase Masumi no longer concealed Ye Zhiyan, her eyes were calm, her movements were standard, and she did not impose any movements to enhance the power of the baseball.

Only this one ball will completely awaken Takeshi Yamamoto, the side he should have as a hunter and a natural killer.

"boom--"

Sawada Tsunayoshi ran out, staring blankly at Takeshi Yamamoto swinging his bat in a beautiful arc and hitting the burning baseball high and flying out of the parapet, "Yes, it's a home run..."

He looked at the confident and comfortable expression on Takeshi Yamamoto's face, and suddenly understood why Nanase Masumi insisted on training.

Perhaps she felt that Takeshi Yamamoto was about to break through the current bottleneck and go to a stronger and freer place.

"Huh?" He touched his brown hair, which was wet by the rain, but was still stubbornly curled up: "Did the baseball catch fire just now?"

He seemed to see a whole black flame burning on the baseball, not even the rain could extinguish it.

……

She was still trying to be brave when it was raining, but the result was that Nanase Machun caught a cold the next day.

When everyone was healthy and able to get up and go to school normally, she had a cold and a fever.

"Zhenchun, are you sick?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also felt the high heat of the small heater beside him as soon as he woke up, his face was burning red and hot, and he opened his mouth to gasp for breath.

He reached out and touched Nanase Zhenchun's forehead, the temperature was so high that his face changed drastically, "It's so hot, when did it start?"

In the evening, they each covered a quilt to sleep. It was rare for Nanase Zhenchun not to pester him for a hug last night. He thought she was tired from playing, but he didn't think she was sick and had a fever.

"Chuya, what time is it?" Nanase Masumi opened her eyes in a daze, and grabbed Nakahara Chuya who was about to get out of bed.

"You're sick, I'll find you a thermometer and medicine." Zhong Yuan tucked her hands back into the quilt, coaxing her softly.

She hummed softly in a daze, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Should we get up for a morning run?"

I didn't hear Nakahara Nakaya replying to her at all, and even wanted to pull Sawada Tsunayoshi to get up for a morning run.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also angry and funny, and coaxed her: "It's raining outside, and today's morning run has been cancelled."

Only then did she obediently mumble, and whispered: "Zhongye, I want to drink water."

Her throat was dry and hot, as if she was about to breathe fire and smoke, and her body felt very hot. Nanase Masumi struggled to push off the quilt, but Nakahara Nakaya wrapped her up tightly with the quilt in time to control her movements.

"Zhongye...Zhongye..." He groaned like a weak and pitiful animal, she frowned and panted softly: "The quilt is so heavy and hot."

Zhong Yuan also brushed away her sweaty forehead hair, "Be good, I will ask Mrs. Sawada for medicine."

I don't know how long she endured it last night to burn into this dazed look.

Her endurance was always exceptionally good in these places, which made him angry and heartbroken.

Nakahara also suddenly remembered that Nanase Masumi had symptoms of a cold a few days ago, maybe the bridge hole near the river bank was too cold, and after only sleeping for one night, Nanase Masumi had signs of coughing, but it was not serious at that time None of them took it to heart.

He left the room lightly, seeing the note that Nana Sawada had left on the dining table, he frowned unconsciously.

Sawada Nana went out to make a big purchase, and it took about an hour to come back.

"Mr. Nakahara, what are you looking for?" Tsunayoshi Sawada, who rarely needed Nakahara Nakaya or the alarm clock to wake him up and went downstairs to drink water, yawned and asked.

"Gang, where is your medicine box?" Zhongyuan Zhong also asked anxiously: "Zhenchun has a fever."

Sawada Tsunayoshi woke up in an instant, "I'll help get it... oh!"

Before he finished speaking, he tripped and fell to the ground hard. He covered his nose in pain, and said in a low voice, "The medicine box is in the upper cabinet."

Zhong Yuanzhong also successfully found the medicine box and picked him up: "Thank you Gang, you don't need to run in the morning today, you can go to school by yourself later."

"Ah? Okay, okay." Tsunayoshi Sawada watched him hurried upstairs, and couldn't help following with worry.

Nanase Zhenchun, whose cheeks were flushed from the fever, huddled in a small ball under the quilt, her brows were slightly frowned, her lips were dry and white, she turned her head and half-opened her eyes, and said softly: "Chung Ye, didn't you want to take Tsuna Ji-kun for a morning run?" ?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi sighed deeply weakly, so don't remember to let him run in the morning.

"Open your mouth and hold it." She obediently opened her mouth to hold the thermometer in her mouth, Zhong Yuan also bent down and pressed her forehead, and responded: "Gang is going to school today, so there is no need for a morning run."

He changed his answer again to prevaricate Nanase Masumi who was delirious.

She nodded in confusion, "Oh..."

The voice was soft, weak and gentle: "Don't pamper Tsuna Ji-kun, if you miss a day in your morning jog, all your previous efforts will be for naught."

Sawada Tsunayoshi's head was full of black lines, and he complained: "Sanase-san is so sick, so don't worry about my morning run."

Nanase Zhenchun's ears trembled, and she retorted softly: "It's me who is sick, not Tsunayoshi-kun. You are fine running."

Her logic is still very clear.

"I know, I know, I'm going to run now!" He couldn't bear to drop the words, turned and ran back to the room to change clothes.

He was afraid that if he didn't go for a morning run again, Nanase Zhenchun would force his sick body to borrow a dog from a neighbor's house, and if he fell down in the middle of the run, Zhong Yuanzhong would definitely kill him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also said with a smile: "He's gone for a run, should you rest at ease?"

The person who was so sick and worried about it was not his boyfriend, but whether Tsunayoshi Sawada delayed his morning run in the morning, he was about to laugh angrily.

Nanase Zhenchun groaned, and said slowly: "Aren't you going to watch Tsunayoshi-kun run?"

Nakahara also kissed her forehead lightly: "Sleep with your eyes closed, it's not a bad day for Ah Gang to run, I'm really worried that I can ask Yamamoto to help me watch."

She should stop worrying about whether Ah Gang has run in the morning, and give him a good rest.

Tongue moved bluntly and pushed the thermometer out, Nanase Zhenchun raised her head obediently: "It's been 5 minutes, you can check your temperature."

Her timekeeping skills are excellent, and Zhong also doesn't need to watch the clock at all, as long as she can tell the time.

"Not yet, it will take 10 minutes." Zhong Yuan calmly pinched the flesh of her cheek, and carefully pressed the thermometer back under her tongue.

Nanase Zhenchun moved her tongue unwillingly, and said softly, "Don't put ice packs in the middle, it's too cold to give you a headache."

She didn't like the feeling of the ice pack falling on her forehead. The excessive cold forced the temperature of her forehead down, but it would make her head ache from the cold. She hated that feeling.

Zhongyuan Zhong also paused for packing the ice bag, and sighed helplessly: "Understood, I'll get you water and towels, be good and don't spit out the thermometer secretly."

The trick was seen through by Zhong Yuan before it even started, and she responded wearily: "Zhong also has to come back quickly."

Obviously the body is very tired, but the brain is so energetic that I don't want to sleep at all.

She even felt that if Nakahara allowed it, she could run out now and stare at Sawada Tsunayoshi's morning run.

"I also want to play with Bobby today." She whispered.

The quilt wrapped her body tightly, and Nanase Masumi rolled around like a caterpillar, broke free from the shackles of the quilt and secretly released her hands, and exhaled: "I stayed on the bed obediently, but it was too hot and I wanted to move a little one time."

In this way, Zhongyuan Zhong can't say that she is disobedient, right?

The thermometer was pressed under her tongue and felt that the time had become extremely long and uncomfortable. She frowned and rolled on the bed a few times, kicked off the two quilts, and let out a big breath: "It feels much cooler."

The quilt just now made her almost out of breath.