but.

"Ah! Got hit again!"

"Sansong scores another point! Total score is 6 points!"

"Is it really going to be reversed?! Is the summer in Kamikawa coming to an end?!"

In the audience, all the teachers and students of Sansong cheered. They hugged each other and gave each other high fives!

"Three Pines! Three Pines!" The shout of support shook the heaven and the earth.

◇

Kamikawa coaching bench

The reserve team members looked at the court in trance, their mouths opened stupidly, like lost people in the desert, looking at the empty kettle, hoping for the last drop of water to drip out of it.

"Yu Jizi."

"Dad?" Kobayashi Yukiko opened her eyes, clasped her hands together, and maintained a praying posture.

"...take it with you? Watanabe's team uniform?"

"dad?!"

"He's at the VIP table, go!"

Xiaolin's eyes gradually turned from Jizi's surprised look to determination.

She released her praying hands and picked up the bag containing Toru Watanabe's team uniform.

"Yes, coach!"

She rushed and left the court to find a miracle for Kamikawa.

"Hurry up, Yukiko." The coach clenched his trembling hands.

◇

VIP seats

"Woof?"

"Woof!"

Mrs. Kiyono looked at Mrs. Kujo's face and whispered cutely: "Woof woof?"

Mrs. Kujo closed her fan and knocked on her forehead.

"Hehehe." Mrs. Qingye barked like a dog and was beaten again, but she was very happy.

On the other hand, Mrs. Kujo, although she heard the dog barking and hit someone, her face was ugly.

"It looks like we are going to lose." Toru Watanabe said.

"Waste of my time." Kujo Miki also felt a little unhappy.

Watanabe Toru looked towards the baseball field, and Misatsu scored again.

Sansong:7

Kamikawa:5

On the screen, Kamikawa's reliever was breathing desperately, like a fish stranded on land.

If he plays, he can end Sansong's scoring and let the game enter the next sentence. Kamikawa still has a chance to reverse.

but......

In the baseball club with dozens of people and more than 100 people, in order to become a starter; in order to stand in the Jingu Stadium in the finals; for the Koshien dream;

Whether it's Kamikawa or Sansong, they have worked hard and overcome many hardships since they were young to reach this point.

Win or lose, it's their youth.

For the sake of his own comfort, he intervened and made their sweat and efforts meaningless?

"Watanabe."

Watanabe Toru turned his head and looked at Kiyono Rin across Kujo Miki and the two wives.

What's the matter? - Watanabe Toru was about to ask when someone came over and whispered to him:

"Master Watanabe, someone is looking for you outside."

"Find me?"

"Yes, she calls herself the manager of the Kamikawa Baseball Club."

Watanabe Toru fell silent.

He wanted to refuse, but Yukiko Kobayashi helped him several times. No matter what happened, he couldn't refuse to meet him.

He stood up and walked towards the entrance to the VIP table.

But even if we meet, what can we do?

The entrance to the VIP seats does not get sunlight.

Yukiko Kobayashi came here running. It can be easily seen from her chest that keeps rising and falling, her red face, her temples that keep sweating, and the clothes that stick to her back.

"Watanabe-kun!" Her eyes were full of surprise, and she shouted with her last hope.

"Sorry," Toru Watanabe looked at her, "I don't plan to play."

"But......."

"Sorry." Toru Watanabe interrupted her.

"..." The light in Xiaolin Yukiko's eyes disappeared and he stared at her blankly.

At the entrance to the VIP table where the sun was out of the sun, her whole body felt chilly and her head turned white.

"Come in and rest for a while? It's air-conditioned inside. After watching the final game, I believe in Kunii and the others," said Toru Watanabe.

Kobayashi Yukiko came back to his senses and looked at Toru Watanabe in front of him.

His face is fair and handsome, without any trace of tanning.

His lips were red and there were no teeth marks from his teeth when he was unwilling to give in.

A brand new T-shirt, slightly exposing the collarbone, without leaving a drop of sweat.

The clearer the voice, the more pleasant it is to listen to. It is not rushed or rushed, and it does not roar loudly.

The neck is clean and slender, with no ugly veins.

At this moment, Kobayashi Yukiko remembered Uchida's dark face, Yoshikawa's always bitten lip, Maki's sweat-soaked uniform, and Kunii's harsh and noisy roar.

"I'm going back." Kobayashi Yukiko said, "I'm going back."

"Yes." Toru Watanabe nodded, "Winning or losing, I will try my best and leave no regrets - please help me convey this to Kunii and everyone in the baseball club."

"......Um."

Watanabe Toru watched Kobayashi Yukiko turn around and saw the duffel bag she was holding in her arms and her soaked clothes.

She walked out of the dim entrance hall, stepped into the corridor where the sun was shining directly, and prepared to run.

"Classmate Xiaolin."

Kobayashi turned around from Ji Zi and looked across Tohru Toru and towards Rin Kiyono behind him.

"Why are you here?" Watanabe Toru turned around and asked.

"Tell me a few words." Qingye Rin stood there with his arms folded, and the hot and turbid air in the corridor seemed to become clear.

"Kyono-kun, please help me convince Watanabe-kun!" Yukiko Kobayashi shouted.

"Sorry, I didn't come here to talk about this." Qingye Rin said, "But you can wait a moment."

After saying that, she turned to look at Toru Watanabe.

"No matter what you say, I won't play." Toru Watanabe looked at her.

"I almost fell asleep while watching the baseball game. No matter who lost or won, I just wanted it to end quickly. Do you think I would advise you?"

"and you?"

"Toru Watanabe."

"Call me by my full name. It seems like a big deal."

Rin Kiyono ignored Toru Watanabe's joke and stared into his eyes with stern but beautiful eyes.

Watanabe Toru slowly put away the smile in his eyes.

Kobayashi Yukiko stood in the sun, looking at the two of them helplessly and longingly.

After silence, Kiyono Rin spoke:

"Don't you have something you want to do first before considering others?"

“What do you want to do first?”
To be continued...