Chapter 187: Sawamura Eijun!

Huangqian Yangyi felt that probably wouldn't happen; Dong Qingguo and Kawakami had been practicing quite a bit lately, and it was clear Dong Qingguo was still very satisfied with this junior, plus after Kawakami learned self-hypnosis from Huangqian Yangyi, his mental resilience was rock solid.

He walked to the side of the field, sat down, and patted Miyuki's thigh.

"Water, give me some!"

"Here." Miyuki handed over his own water bottle.

Gulp, gulp.

At this moment, on the path outside the field, Sawamura Eijun, looking like a country bumpkin visiting the city, followed behind Takashima Rei, looking left and right, occasionally letting out a "wow" of amazement.

"What do these people do? What are they doing here?" Eijun asked, pointing at the people gathered outside the field watching the practice.

"Some nearby fans, those holding cameras are reporters, and there are also some professional scouts and the like," Takashima Rei said, stopping to explain.

"Reporters? What does playing ball have to do with reporters? And what do professional scouts do?" Eijun looked at Takashima Rei naively.

He had been playing baseball for so long, and he had never seen a reporter interview him.

Uh...

Takashima Rei took two breaths in silence; this kid was really too naive.

Once they got closer and Eijun clearly saw the training on the field, his attention was instantly captured, and he stood frozen in place, watching without moving.

On the field, after Dong Qingguo whipped the baseball away with a swing, a figure suddenly lunged out, caught the baseball—which Eijun thought was completely impossible to catch—into his glove, and then, before even landing, turned and threw the ball to someone else.

"Kuramochi, your movement is too big. Just toss it over lightly; you can do that, right?"

Kominato Ryosuke, who had received the ball, looked at Kuramochi Yoichi with a smile, his eyes narrowed.

Scrambling up from the ground, Kuramochi Yoichi stood at attention. "I understand, Senior Kominato!"

"Mm, don't be nervous. If you do that again next time, you can go off and take a good rest," Kominato Ryosuke said.

Others hearing this might think he was considering his junior and was a good senior, but Kuramochi Yoichi knew that "rest" actually meant telling him to get lost and stop wasting time.

"Yes!" Kuramochi felt a chill run down his back and shouted in a hurry.

Shifting his gaze elsewhere, there was baserunning practice, Batting Practice, fielding practice, catching practice, and physical training; dozens of people on the field were each doing what they were supposed to do, with roars constantly erupting, and the serious atmosphere made Sawamura Eijun feel a hint of excitement, as well as pressure!

Such a team, how amazing.

These figures sweating through hard training were deeply imprinted in Eijun's heart, causing him a great shock.

Suddenly, he remembered he had once said he would take his hometown friends to the National Competition, enter Koshien, and conquer the nation.

At this moment, Eijun suddenly felt he had bragged a bit too much; after seeing the training of these people before him, he deeply doubted whether a team like theirs could really defeat them.

Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, he knew they were probably no match for the others at all and would be crushed in an instant.

His gaze darted back and forth between the two fields; the training facilities he had never seen before, the equipment, and this spacious field all made Sawamura's heart race.

Noticing Sawamura's expression, Takashima Rei spoke with confidence: "How is it? This is our Seido training. Even compared to professional baseball teams, our facilities are definitely not inferior."

In her mind, after seeing all this, this kid's view of baseball would surely change.

Wanting to win, wanting to take the championship—that is absolutely not something you can do just by shouting slogans.

Scientific and systematic training methods, advanced training equipment, excellent and trustworthy teammates...

Not a single one of these can be missing.

Who knew that upon hearing Takashima Rei's words, Sawamura immediately withdrew the fanatical expression on his face, which had been so envious that he was almost drooling.

"Anyway, you're all excellent players recruited from everywhere, so it's only natural that you're good, along with having these kinds of fields and facilities," Sawamura said.

Huh?

Takashima Rei really hadn't expected such an answer; it was too surprising.

Just a moment ago, he clearly had an expression of being moved on his face!

"The more it's like this, the more unwilling I am to lose. I really don't want to lose to a team like yours that has everything it wants!" Sawamura continued.

Hearing this, Takashima Rei felt a bit of a headache; how did it feel like having him watch Seido's training and facilities had the opposite effect?

"Let me ask, why?"

"Since when did playing baseball become a sport for the rich? Why go to such a far place? The friends by your side are the most important thing, right? We don't have these advanced facilities, but as long as you have your friends by your side, it's the same wherever you play baseball!"

Sawamura said loudly with a firm gaze, instantly attracting a large number of eyes; the Seido players on the field also stopped and looked over one after another upon hearing the commotion.

After hearing Sawamura's words, Takashima Rei frowned slightly, her mood turning a bit sour.

"I think I understand your thinking, but!"

"Most of the people here, at the age of fifteen, had to choose to leave their homes and come to Tokyo alone for the sake of their baseball dreams. I have seen the sweat and hardship they have put in along the way. From the bottom of my heart, I feel proud of them, and I respect them!"

Takashima Rei stared fixedly at Sawamura, speaking loudly with a serious gaze.

"This..." Sawamura was instantly rendered speechless; these words also shocked him greatly, and at the same time, he felt a bit guilty—had he said something he shouldn't have just now?

Hearing Takashima Rei's words, the corners of the players' mouths on the field curled up, and then they each began their training again.

"Oi! That kid over there!"

Just then, a voice came, and everyone followed the sound to look over, seeing Huangqian Yangyi holding a bat and pointing at the boy beside Takashima Rei.

"Kid, I can't just pretend I didn't hear what you just said."

Huangqian Yangyi had a fierce expression, but in reality, he was almost unable to hold back his laughter.

Since Dong Qingguo and Kawakami didn't cause a scene, then let him do it. Hmm, please call me the Best Actor of Seido!

"Huh? And who are you?" Sawamura Eijun had an expression of fearing nothing.

"Kid, you just said it doesn't matter where you play baseball, as long as you have friends by your side, that's what's important, right?" Huangqian Yangyi said in a cold voice, his gaze seemingly filled with killing intent.

"Of, of course! With friends by your side, as long as you can play baseball happily, that's all that matters!" Sawamura deliberately raised his volume, but everyone could see he seemed a bit lacking in confidence.

"That's true, if it's just playing a baseball game, it doesn't matter where you are." A smile suddenly curled on Huangqian Yangyi's serious face.

"Baseball, game?" Sawamura was stunned for a moment. Damn it! This guy actually said they were playing a baseball game?!

"But!"

Before Sawamura could get angry, Huangqian Yangyi put on a serious face again: "Everyone here gathered together for the sake of their dreams. Facilities, equipment, excellent and reliable teammates, a wise manager, a good-looking Vice Director, a cute Manager—not a single one of these can be missing!"

As the voice fell, the entire scene became eerily quiet.

Hey, hey, what are you saying? You're smuggling in your own personal agenda.

What about me? What about me?

Department Head Ota pointed at himself and looked at Huangqian Yangyi with anticipation.

"Kid, remember this: if you have a goal you want to achieve, happiness alone is absolutely not enough!"