The sounds of baseballs being thrown out came one after another, and along with them, there were bursts of shouts and exchanges in the stadium.

In the sky that was stained with a circle of red, a group of crows made a noisy sound, which combined with the various sounds of the stadium to form a symphony.

After storing the bat and soft ball, Hayakawa Seirai never concealed his cheerful mood. He smiled as if he was the same on the outside and said: "Very good, very good. In this case, the Prefectural Middle School Soft Ball Competition will definitely be held next month."

No problem! Are you right? Xiaoyou."

A question came from the girl next to him. Yu Asai lowered the brim of his hat and did not show much excitement about it: "It's just a ball game in Osaka Prefecture, and it's just a middle school soft ball. It's not important at all."

"After all, this is a competition, isn't it?" Seira Hayakawa curled his lips and gently pushed the boy next to him with his elbow, "What's more, this is also our last ball game in middle school.

Isn't it?"

Turning his head to look at the depressed girl, Yu Asai had no choice but to say comforting words: "What you said makes sense..."

Just by inadvertently lowering his eyes, he noticed that the other party's expression had changed from cloudy to sunny, and the smile returned to the corner of his mouth. Yu Asai couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, then paused before continuing: "Next month, I will try my best as a middle school student.

Just give it a try."

"There are still entrance exams and we have to work hard!"

Ruthlessly breaking the spirited atmosphere, Hayakawa Seira suddenly made a smart face, stood up on tiptoes, took off the baseball cap that Yu Asai was wearing on his head, and kicked it in his arms.

Walking towards the queue of baseball players who had finished forming their teams.

Amid the girl's urging, Yu Asai followed her steps while arranging her hair, which was a little messy due to the ball cap.

"That's it, disband."

A feeble voice came out of Matsuura Kiyoshi's mouth, which was very different from his image of excessive energy.

He has been absent-minded since the beginning of club activities, and he has been so absent-minded until now, which makes the entire team members feel strange about this.

"Did Matsuura-san encounter anything unhappy recently?"

Looking at his companion who had changed back into a student uniform, Hayakawa Seirai tugged on his sleeve and asked curiously.

The response to the girl's question was just a shrug, and Yu Asai said casually: "Don't worry so much, it's normal for this guy to get emotional occasionally."

Seeing that the other party was not interested in this, Hayakawa Seirai did not continue to try to persuade, but said with a slight worry: "Akasaka-chan told me before that it seemed that she had completely downplayed the communication with Matsuura-san because she was considering entering a higher school. I

Do you think this is the reason why he is so moody?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the worried girl holding her schoolbag. Yu Asai was also made to think deeply by her words.

"Even if this kind of thing happens, it's not a big deal." He took out an opened pack of bubble gum from his pocket, took out two pieces and divided them equally. Yu Asai continued, "It won't take long for him to digest it on his own.

”

"Is that so?"

Tilting his head, Hayakawa Seira took the bubble gum and at the same time used his little finger to stir up the hair that was blocking his sight.

Regarding Yu Asai's answer, all I can do is trust: After all, the mutual understanding between the team's catcher and pitcher is absolutely profound.

Perhaps the understanding of Yu Asai is enough to make Hayakawa Seira feel confident, but for Matsuura Kiyoshi, he is not so confident.

Since Yu Asai thinks there is no problem, then there is no need for him to care about it.

Because the streets they live in are close together, and their approximate distances are highly overlapping, it seems like the two of them have developed a habit of going home together.

This time we were all used to it, and there were no sudden emotions along the way. We just accompanied each other home in a normal way, and then parted ways at the intersection of two streets that separate people in terms of living and economic levels.

"Asai Moving Station".

The signboard of the office run by a family appears at the door, and you enter this house where work and life are combined with ease.

As soon as I opened the door and before I had time to speak, a light reply came from inside the house.

"Brother, are you back?"

A petite figure walked out of the kitchen, and it turned out to be Kaoru Asai, the younger sister of the family. At this time, she was wearing an apron, holding a long spoon in her hand, and smiled to herself: "Dinner will be made soon.

Okay."

"Huh?" After taking off his uniform jacket and hanging it on the hanger, Yu Asai looked at his sister who walked back to the kitchen and brought out dinner with confusion, and couldn't help asking: "Where are your parents?"

"Ah, thank you." After thanking the other party for taking the initiative to take the porcelain bowl with dinner in his hand, Asai Kaoru also quickly replied to his brother's question: "I happened to meet my parents when I came home at three o'clock.

They said they had received a big order from a family who was moving from Hirakata City to Kishi HT City. They probably won’t be going home until tomorrow, so they asked me to cook dinner today.”

"That's it."

While talking with his sister, Yu Asai walked back and forth in the kitchen, took out the dishes and cutlery, then turned on the TV in the living room and began to wait for the time to officially start the meal.

"Recently, Tokyo's Shibuya District announced that it recognizes same-sex couples..."

"The Baseball League officially announced the punishment for three players of the Yomiuri Giants participating in the gambling incident..."

"Stop and think about it, what does my stomach want to eat now?"

As I operate the remote control in my hand, the images and audio on the TV screen are constantly switching.

"Don't keep switching back and forth!"

Kaori Asai put his chopsticks against his lower lip, frowned slightly and said angrily: "Brother, which channel do you want to watch?"

“It’s because I don’t know what to watch that I keep changing channels.”

Because he couldn't find a suitable program, Yu Asai actually ignored the steaming white rice he was holding in his other hand at this time - in his own mind, if he couldn't find a satisfactory TV program

, even eating is a little less fun.

"Really, make a plan before doing anything!" Pouting, he grabbed the remote control and ignored his brother's dissatisfied eyes. Asai Kaoru switched the TV station to the channel he liked, and then it was like this

He put it next to himself.

Just when she was contentedly about to pick up her rice bowl and enjoy her dinner, she was shocked to find two wooden chopsticks appearing in front of her eyes.

Before he could react, the tempura fried shrimp that had been placed on top of the rice in his bowl disappeared out of thin air.

In other words, it was cut off halfway.

As his eyes followed the position in front of him, Asai Kaoru couldn't help but angrily put down the chopsticks in his left hand and punched the table with his fist. The whole table shook: "Brother! Don't you know how to pick up your own food?!"
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"There's nothing we can do about it." He raised his head and looked like he was devouring his food. In fact, he was using his rice bowl to cover his smile. Facing his sister's doubts, Yu Asai didn't panic at all and admitted it generously: "Take away others.

The things you own are always more attractive than what you have in your hands."
Chapter completed!