bookbashuk Chapter 1050 Sports Festival (3)
Chapter 1050 Sports Festival (3)
Chapter 1050 Sports Festival (Part 3)
Just as the Minister of Football was preparing to make a desperate last stand and unleash his ultimate move, a figure suddenly darted between the two groups.
Ah, it's so bright!
Kyosuke Hojo was shocked and strained to open his eyes to see what had blinded him.
Oh, it's Hayato Hayama's shiny blond hair and his wide, white teeth that seem to reflect the sunlight when he grins.
He looked at the other person's blond hair with some suspicion, his nose twitching almost imperceptibly.
It's confirmed. Ye Shan just reapplied her hair dye. No wonder it's so shiny. She's almost as shiny as my real golden retriever.
Hayato Hayama stood in front of his captain, looking at the man who was a full head taller than him with a wry smile.
"I'm sorry, Hojo-san, for causing you trouble..."
He smiled apologetically, then quickly explained:
"Actually, the soccer club members aren't boycotting the sports festival activities, it's just that our captain... um..."
Hayato Hayama hesitated for a moment:
“Not every student has the outstanding talent of Yukinoshita, who can manage so many people so well. Our White Team is very chaotic. Even if we want to do something, we can't find anything to do. Everyone is a mess. That's why I came back to participate in the soccer club's training.”
As Hojo Kyosuke's classmate, he knew him quite well.
He was a very easy person to get along with. Even if a classmate he didn't know well wanted to "pay homage" to him, he would greet them very kindly. Given the other person's terrifying social status and fame, his approachability was beyond description; he was practically a perfect person.
But at the same time, he is also a very assertive person. I won't go into what the news media said about what he did at the award ceremony and the Hokushin Ittō-ryū style, because that's too far removed from what most people are talking about.
Hayato Hayama was able to confirm this through his classmates in the kendo club. Only a strong and domineering person could make someone as irritable as Goro Hata behave like a puppy.
And such a domineering person, such a lazy person, appearing here to do such troublesome things, there's only one thing they should be doing.
Immediately lower your head, unconditionally agree to all the other party's requests, and try your best to make up for past mistakes.
Therefore, after explaining the truth, Hayama Hayato immediately stood at attention and bowed slightly:
"But now that Hojo-kun is helping us, I'm sure the committee can definitely help us get back on track! Our soccer club will definitely cooperate fully!"
Yes, this guy is on the White Team, along with his henchmen and Yumiko Miura.
Upon hearing this, the head of the soccer club became very anxious and opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Hayato Hayama in time.
Looking at Hayato Hayama bowing deeply before him, Kyosuke Hojo also revealed a sincere smile.
That's right, that's right, the most important thing right now is for everyone to have fun at the sports festival!
He raised his hand and patted Hayama Hayato's shoulder twice, praising, "Yoshi yoshi, Hayama, you're such a good citizen, you've done a great job!"
Unfortunately, none of the guys present seemed to have seen any war films, and they didn't appreciate his humor.
Fortunately, Hayato Hayama was quite well-mannered. Perhaps he had been trained by Haruno Yukinoshita, because even though he didn't understand, he quickly showed a grateful expression and nodded repeatedly.
"Let the student council members discuss the specifics with you. I have other things to take care of."
Kyosuke Hojo waved and walked out of the activity room.
As the sound of footsteps faded into the distance, Hayato Hayama's tense shoulders finally relaxed.
"Hayato!"
The Minister of Football cried out in despair.
"Shh!"
Hayato Hayama was so frightened that he quickly covered the other person's mouth, then walked to the classroom window and looked down.
He didn't let go of Hojo Kyosuke's hand until he saw him walk out of the club building, but just as he was about to speak, he saw the tall figure below suddenly stop and then inexplicably turn around.
Their eyes met!
His body stiffened, and he hurriedly bowed deeply.
When I looked up again, the person had vanished.
call--
"Hayato, what are you doing?"
The Minister of Football, puzzled, leaned out the window to look, but saw nothing.
"nothing……"
Hayato Hayama shook his head and said seriously, "Department Head, you'd better hurry up and assign tasks according to the student council's instructions. You absolutely can't be so perfunctory as before!"
Upon hearing this, the minister's face fell, and he wailed, "So you're going to agree to send your ace player to be the white team's leader in pushing down the pole? If you really agree, where will you find the time to practice soccer!"
He was timid, but very determined: "No, no, even if Hojo-kun speaks, it won't work. You are our hope. I will protect you even if it costs me my life."
What a load of rubbish about sports festivals! Our football league is far more important! This is our true youth!
As he said this, his courage grew, and his eyes became fiery.
But Hayato Hayama's face was full of bitterness upon hearing this.
Youth? Perhaps.
But as you said, Minister, that was our youth, not Kyosuke Hojo's youth.
He doesn't care about our youth; what matters is whether his and Yamauchi's youth will be incomplete because of us.
What we need to do is make his youth even more youthful.
Just like the self-destructive supporting characters in a novel, used to highlight the protagonist's striving for progress—no, perhaps they don't even reach that level of importance.
We're just "setting the scene"...
He shook his head, offering no explanation, but simply smiled and reassured everyone, "It's alright, Minister, there's still plenty of time. Besides, this is a form of practice! I'll definitely do my best for everyone!"
He flashed that sunny, cheerful, and handsome smile again, and naturally, the minister nodded vigorously.
"Wow! That's great! As expected of Hojo-kun, he solved the most troublesome problem with just one trip! Now the student council president can finally breathe a sigh of relief!"
On the road outside the club building, student council member An Chuanyu was smiling happily.
Upon hearing this, Hojo Kyosuke smiled slightly, thinking to himself that his minister was indeed an unlucky fellow.
She was a third-year student. Her ability to become a department head was not because she was particularly outstanding; on the contrary, it was because she was too mediocre that the previous president easily abandoned her in this mess.
To reiterate, Zongwu High School's club activities are unremarkable, which is why the student council's status is only so-so.
Perhaps feeling he had already caused too much trouble, Yasukawa Yu, despite wanting to speak with Hojo Kyosuke some more, politely took his leave.
"Now that the matter is resolved, I'll head back to report. Thank you so much, Hojo-kun! Please feel free to let us know if you need any help in the future!"
He bowed ninety degrees after speaking.
"Hmm? Reporting back? Isn't there still one gang we haven't dealt with?"
Hojo Kyosuke said in surprise.
"Hey?"
An Chuanyu was startled and quickly took out his notebook to look through it.
"Oh no, the biggest soccer club has already been dealt with, and now... oh, oh... Hojo-kun, you mean the baseball club?"
In the end, Yasukawa Yu became stammering:
"Hojo-kun, the baseball team... well, there are only about a dozen of them, so it won't interfere with the sports festival at all. Besides, the Koshien preliminaries are coming up soon, um..."
That's right, this guy is also a baseball fan. Now that his school has a chance to make it to Koshien, he'd be willing to wash the baseball team's shoes every day!
"No, no, can't you see that everyone in our kendo club is fully committed to the sports festival? The baseball club can't be treated differently either!"
Kyosuke Hojo waved his hand.
Yes, that's right. Besides the soccer club, the biggest troublemaker in the sports festival is his baseball club.
The soccer club at least occasionally participates in some activities, only sneaking away when there's nothing else to do. But the baseball club guys completely ignore the sports festival, spending all their time on the baseball field, training like crazy.
I think you guys have entered your rebellious phase!
Yasukawa Yu's pupils dilated dramatically, probably in astonishment at Hojo Kyosuke's selflessness, and he became even more stuttering:
"But, Hojo-kun, your kendo club members are already pretty good, and the baseball club..."
Kyosuke Hojo waved his hand to interrupt again; he didn't want to explain to this guy.
The situation in the baseball club is different from that in the soccer club. Hayato Hayama's youth is irrelevant to him, but Ryota Tsuchiya's youth, and the youth of everyone in the baseball club, are tied to him. As long as his youth is fulfilled, the baseball club's wish will naturally be realized.
In heaven and on earth, I alone am supreme.
He didn't say anything, but strode towards the baseball field.
An Chuanyu, who was behind him, was so anxious that his forehead was covered in sweat, but he didn't dare to say anything and could only jog to catch up.
Oh no, is the baseball team going to break up?!
He had just delivered gifts to the baseball field yesterday, and the spirited and determined attitude of the baseball team members during their training was deeply imprinted in his mind, making his blood boil.
This is the most promising year!
He became convinced of this and even boasted to his former classmates that he would definitely be able to go to Koshien with the school this year to cheer them on.
Now the baseball team has angered Hojo-kun by not cooperating with the sports festival activities. Moreover, judging from his observation, Tsuchiya-senpai and the others, who are determined to train even with injuries, will definitely not compromise like the soccer team. It might just be a scene of the sun colliding with the earth.
Huh? Wait a minute...
If, I mean if... if! the baseball team members angered Hojo-kun because they were too stubborn, would Hojo-kun just disband the baseball team and select new teammates to participate in Koshien?
After all, the key to the school's victory was just him alone. If it weren't for the rules, Hojo could have played the game all by himself.
Does that mean... I also have a chance to make it to Koshien?!
Wow... this is really...
"Tanabe cake (pie in the sky)"
In an instant, An Chuanyu's brows relaxed, and the anxiety on his face vanished without a trace, replaced by elation.
Great! Excellent! Minister Tsuchiya Ryota, you must have extraordinary resolve to stand up for yourself in front of Hojo-kun and never compromise!
Thinking this, his little shuffling steps turned into joyful hopping and skipping.
Kyosuke Hojo, who was walking ahead, turned around and looked at the little boy picking mushrooms with a puzzled expression.
What the heck? Why am I suddenly so happy?
Are you schizophrenic? Do you need me to treat you? I'm the best at it.
Each lost in their own thoughts, they soon arrived at the baseball field.
The track was already packed with people, and they all looked familiar – they were the guys that Hojo Kyosuke had just chased out of the club building.
Only one corner of the sports field, the baseball field.
Every now and then, there were loud shouts and the crisp sound of a baseball being hit.
Kyosuke Hojo walked over and peered through the rusty barbed wire fence.
Nekota Juju, Fujikawa Masatake, and others were scattered around the bases, while Tsuchiya Ryota stood alone in the batting box, holding a bat in one hand and a ball in the other.
"Cat field!"
He yelled and then hit the ball hard. The boy named Nekota Juju, whose name had been called, suddenly darted out and completed the change from stillness to extreme speed in just 0.1 seconds.
The white baseball soared high into the air, and Nekota ran towards the predicted landing point without even looking up. His speed was completely different from when he first started school, and even more so than in the recent practice match. He ran like a cheetah at lightning speed.
An Chuanyu was filled with excitement, his mind already picturing himself wearing the Sobu High School baseball uniform, leaping high to catch the opponent's shot. He breathed hot air from his nose and couldn't wait to walk towards the baseball stadium gate.
No need for Hojo-kun to do anything; I can handle such a trivial matter as disbanding the baseball club!
He devoted himself to the cause until his dying breath!
Boom boom boom!
He was like a bull on steroids.
But after taking only two steps, he realized he couldn't move anymore. He turned around and saw that it was his beloved Hojo-kun who had grabbed his collar.
Ah, what immense power!
He praised him sincerely, but upon closer inspection, he noticed that Hojo's expression seemed a little off.
Completely different from when he went to the soccer club before, Hojo-kun now stood upright like a pine tree, his dark eyes calmly looking at the baseball field, and the corners of his mouth... the corners of his mouth!
He laughed! Hojo-kun actually laughed?!
What the heck? Shouldn't he be angry?
Yes, Kyosuke Hojo smiled, a smile of great satisfaction.
Unlike the Kendo Club, the National Kendo Tournament cannot be won by him alone. It is a best-of-five series, and everyone else must also fight their hardest.
So Hachiman Hikigaya and the others really put in their best effort with the determination to fight to the death; they were the kind of people who put in two hundred times the effort of the King.
But the baseball team is different. Just as Yasukawa Yu thought, this is a game where he alone can dominate and win.
Otherwise, why would the people of America shout for God?
In other words, even if Ryota Tsuchiya and others do nothing but act as tools to start the game, they can still win effortlessly.
but……
"Run faster! Run even faster!"
"Damn it! Even if you fall, don't take your eyes off the ball! Fall right where the ball is going to land!"
"I'll catch it even if it kills me!"
"..."
Ryota Tsuchiya's hysterical roars continued, followed by clouds of dust rising as baseball players slammed into the ground one after another.
First there was Fujikawa Masato's feat of biting the base with his teeth, now there's Nekota Juju running the bases with his head.
These guys are all fighting desperately!
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