Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 220 Baseball Cap

Talking about the first time I swung a bat in baseball, I happened to watch an event similar to an exhibition game by chance. At that time, I selected people to come and experience the feeling of pitchers and batters.

At that time, he was lucky enough to be selected for the offensive team, but he struck out, which was very embarrassing.

After arriving at the training ground for tourists, Fujiwara rented the venue for 3000 yen for two hours.

After getting the baseball cap and field card, I took two bats, one for each person.

Love in the Next Life would like to remind you that renting for an hour is enough. If you spend two hours here and there, you will be exhausted.

After getting the baseballs to use, Fujiwara randomly picked up two and played with them.

It feels very firm to the touch, and you can't tell what material it is made of in the white area outside. It may be cowhide. But he remembered that when he was chatting with people at the racecourse, he heard someone say, if the 'White Rose' doesn't work anymore, they might sell it to a slaughterhouse and have its fur made into baseballs.'

"Maybe the white area could be horsehide."

The pitching machine could adjust the speed at which the ball was launched. Fujiwara didn't care, but in order to take care of Xiao Ai, he still adjusted it to a relatively low wind speed, and then poured all the baseballs in the basket into the machine.

Fujiwara walked to the designated position with the bat, and then handed one of the bats in his hand to the next life Ai, "Do you want me to show you first?"

"Ha, no need, I'm very good." Afterlife Ai said confidently while picking up the bat.

"How powerful?" Fujiwara held the bat and inadvertently made a knife-holding gesture.

"It's not too bad anyway, and your posture..."

Next Life Ai could tell at a glance that Fujiwara's stick-holding posture was a kendo posture. Although he couldn't tell which one was the best, he still felt something strange.

(If Sister Hitomi were present, I would probably be able to tell)
  As the person in charge of action in Maoyan, Xiao Ai feels that Sister Tong knows everything about fighting, swordsmanship, and equestrianism, which is why she admires her sister very much.

"Then let me start."

Fujiwara didn't realize at all that he was holding the stick in a weird posture. He still held the stick tightly thinking that he must hit it, and waited anxiously.

Wait for the machine's warning to end before serving.

"Phew!" A white ball flew over.

"Boom!"

The white ball flew away, to be precise, it was knocked away by a drawing sword technique.

After playing the ball, Fujiwara was obviously stunned for a moment. Although he successfully hit the ball, he still felt that something was wrong.

Before he could think about it, the second ball came again.

"Boom!"

The third ball...

After playing a frame, he realized something was wrong when it was finally finishing.

He seemed to be making a gesture of drawing his sword all the time. I wonder if it was because of the swordsmanship inherited from Himura Kenshin?
  "Comrade Fujiwara, is he practicing kendo every day..."

Even if he plays with such an awkward posture, it's amazing that he can hit the ball well every time. And he still hits the ball with one hand

"Ahaha, I did practice for a little while recently, and I'm used to it."

Speaking of which, it was his first time to try master-level swordsmanship, and he was also a little confused. The judgment of master-level swordsmanship given by the system did not seem to only refer to long swords, but any long stick-shaped object seemed to be acceptable.

Kendo trains on the speed of drawing the sword and the posture to defend against the enemy. It seems reasonable to switch it to hitting the ball.

"Okay, let me do it instead." In the next life, Ai put on a baseball cap and held a bat and got ready. Seeing this, Fujiwara also carried the basket containing baseballs to help her pour the baseballs into the automatic baseball cannon, choosing a more suitable speed.

"Xiao Ai, get ready, I'll press start right away." "If you're ready, just come." Afterlife Ai chuckled, her eyes flickered, and then she stared at the ball exit and took a deep breath.

"call out!"

"Boom!"

Xiao Ai hit a beautiful home run and the ball flew over the training field fence and disappeared.

(It seems that this little brat is quite capable. It seems that I really underestimated her.)

Moreover, she hits the ball hard and fast, and it looks like she has trained before.

"It feels quite inconsistent."

But it makes sense when you think about the comparison with Xiaolan's punch bending a telephone pole.

While watching Xiao Ai play, Fujiwara Xinghai inadvertently caught a glimpse of a group of college-looking men and women walking into the baseball room talking and laughing on the opened field next door.

"It seems that we are not the only tourists here. These people should be college students who come to play together."

But talking about college students, Fujiwara suddenly remembered what happened in Kyoto.

When he traveled back in time, he happened to be a sophomore in high school. Since he couldn't understand Japanese at all at first, he didn't even have basic listening, speaking, reading and writing skills. This also led to him not being able to understand what the teacher and classmates were saying. , but thanks to his quick reactions at the time, he pretended to have amnesia and speech impediment before others discovered it, which won him a wave of sympathy. Then he learned Japanese at the welfare institution responsible for treating him, and at the same time, he slowly explored this All aspects of the world.

It took a long time to learn the language, about half a year, and then it happened because of the Ooka family. Since then, he has not been to school. This has caused Fujiwara to be suspended from school. He has no intention to study later, so he suspended school from the second grade. It has been three years, and he is still a recorded high school sophomore.

Seeing Xiao Ai playing harder and harder, Fujiwara did not hesitate to applaud and encourage him. He stood up and cheered, "Good shot, great shot."

"Hehe~"

After hearing the compliment, Aiye turned around and smiled with a smile. Just when she was about to feel proud, a ball hit her and flew past her face, scaring her so much that she almost fell down.

After coming back to his senses, he pointed at Fujiwara and scolded, "It's all your fault, I was almost hit by the ball!"

A kid is a kid after all, so it’s not worth praising.

"Hahaha, I'm afraid you'll be proud so I won't praise you. Just keep fighting."

Looking at the proud Fujiwara Hoshikai, Xiao Ai secretly decided to scare him.

Then when the second ball flew over, she deliberately deflected it, and the ball flew straight above Fujiwara's position. When it approached him, her spider sense activated, and she immediately ducked sideways.

If one ball doesn't work, try another.

As a result, five or six balls were hit by him, but he easily dodged them.

At this time, he also felt something was wrong, "Are you trying to assassinate me, Xiao Ai? Don't keep hitting me..." He picked up a ball and threw it casually.

"Catch..."

Watching the parabola of the falling ball find its landing point, she hit it and flew it away, crossing the roof of the arena and falling outside.

"Sorry, sorry, the ball really went wrong this time. I'll go outside and take a look, in case someone is hit by the ball..."

"Oh, go ahead."

After Xiao Ai went out, Fujiwara picked up his phone and responded to the message. He heard a tall, yellow-haired man in the venue next door who looked like a school bully in an American movie threatening the short boy, "Aoki. , go and stand over there in the target area and throw the ball, I'll hit the ball."

"But isn't there a ready-made baseball cannon here?"

(End of this chapter)