Chapter 346

Konoe Hitomi looked at the two slightly nervous coaches in front of her and ordered in her unique flat tone:

"You don't need to teach him too much complex baseball theory knowledge."

"Just focus on guiding him on how to hit."

"My requirement is: in groups of ten balls, under the condition of at least 140 km/h ball speed, let him reach a 30% hitting rate within a month."

Hearing this near-harsh condition.

The hearts of the two coaches couldn't help but "thump".

They thought it was just ordinary guidance for a qualified batter, who knew it was to guide a 'professional batter'?!

If it were a two or three-year deadline, they might have had confidence.

But to let a high school student reach a hitting rate of hitting three out of ten balls within a month?

This is simply as difficult as ascending to heaven!

You have to know, the average hit rate of a professional baseball player in a season is usually between 25% and 30%!

Doesn't this mean they have to "manufacture" a batter who reaches the minimum professional level within a month?!

How is this possible?!

Cultivating a player with such stable hitting requires at least five to ten years of uninterrupted hard training, and it must be a talented seedling.

Otherwise, it's simply a fantasy.

Unless...

Unless the teenager in front of them already possesses a deep foundation of playing baseball for a long time.

Otherwise, it's absolutely impossible!

Sano Sho swallowed his saliva, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and asked Natsume Chikage cautiously:

"That... may I ask how we should address you?"

Natsume Chikage was about to introduce himself, but was interrupted by Konoe Hitomi.

"Just call him 'Juvenile A', or 'A-kun'."

Natsume Chikage, upon hearing this, couldn't help but complain in his heart: Why does this sound like a suspect's code name?

Although he didn't understand Konoe Hitomi's insistence on keeping his identity secret, since she felt it was necessary, there was no need for him to specifically correct it.

Sano Sho turned to ask Konoe Hitomi respectfully:

"Then... how should we address you?"

Konoe Hitomi tilted her head slightly and refused with a waveless tone:

"No need."

"You just need to focus all your attention on A-kun next."

After speaking.

She turned her head, looked at Natsume Chikage, and her tone was calm but carried an unquestionable meaning:

"That's the situation."

"Starting from this month, you need to train here for at least five hours every day."

Natsume Chikage was a bit dumbfounded:

"I have many other things to do usually, how can I squeeze out five hours to stay here every day?"

Konoe Hitomi said indifferently:

"First of all, you promised me before that you would cooperate with me for training."

"Then the arrangement of training time is naturally decided by me."

"Secondly, if you don't want to train for so long every day, then reach the training goal as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if you want to escape, I have ways to 'invite' you back to complete the training."

"As for your other arrangements, that's your own problem, please coordinate it yourself to ensure you can free up these five hours every day."

Natsume Chikage opened his mouth, finally swallowed his words, and fell into silence.

He understood that Konoe Hitomi was serious, and she absolutely had the ability to do what she said.

After all, there are clearly many black-clad men from the Mitou family around here.