Didn’t you say you were just using me as a substitute?

Johnny & Associates has the most say in matters like this.

When his eyes returned to the court, Kitahara Takashi suddenly stood up from his chair.

Night Sakura: "?"*

"Assholes, do you want to kill someone?"

"I've already told you, I didn't mean it. What else do you want?"

"Once you hit someone on the leg, once you hit someone on the head, and each time you said it wasn't intentional. You're quite pure and innocent!"

……

Aoba and Shuchiin were reluctantly separated by the referee and security personnel.

The two teams were swearing at each other from a distance.

Kitahara Takashi and Tanaka Kouta rushed onto the court one after another and came to Ohtani Shota, whose face was covered in blood. "Shota, how are you?"

Shota Ohtani covered his head which was hit by a baseball, twisting on the ground in pain.

"These rubbish, can't stand losing so they just hit others, right?"

Kota Tanaka and Shota Otani have been best friends from elementary school to high school. Now seeing Shota Otani injured, he angrily got up from the ground and rushed towards the pitcher Shuchiin.

Kitahara Takashi did not rush with them, but followed the medical staff to lift Shota Otani onto a stretcher and send him to the hospital first.

At the door of the ward, Kitahara Takashi sat on a chair outside the operating room, not saying a word.

Yozakura Tong handed the tablet to the taciturn Kitahara Takashi: "That ball was aimed at the head."

Kitahara Takashi cast his gaze.

In the video, the trajectory of the ball and the unfriendly look of the pitcher Shuchiin were analyzed frame by frame.

Qian Yeyingtong looked at Beiyuan Zun: "What are you going to do?"

"Wait until Shouta wakes up first."

Kitahara Tsutomu has shed his usual cheerful appearance, his eyes as calm as a windless sea, deep and cold.

Calm seas are often a sign of a coming storm.

"What are you going to do?"

Yozakura Hitomi seemed to be asking a repetitive question, but Kitahara Takashi understood her thoughts.

She meant to ask herself what she was thinking at the moment.

Beiyuan Zun turned his head and looked directly at Ye Yingtong, saying word by word: "Destroy him."

Their eyes met, and Kitahara Tsutomu's eyes were gloomy and cold, like a knife hidden in the darkness.

"Okay, let me help you."

Looking at Kitahara Tsutomu like this, Ye Yingtong smiled happily.

This is the Kitahara Takashi she likes.

She liked the ruthlessness hidden beneath Kitahara Tsuyoshi's gentle appearance.

Kitahara Takashi refused: "No need."

Ye Yingtong's expression was uneasy: "There's no need to be polite between us."

"I'm not being polite, I have to do this myself."

Kitahara Tsutomu knew that for Yozakura Tong, dealing with that person would be a piece of cake, but he planned to do it himself.

"I might have to trouble you later."

Yozakura Hitomi smiled happily and looked at Kitahara Takashi with interest: "What are you going to do?"

“If you don’t stab yourself with a knife, you’ll never know how painful it is.”

Kitahara Tsutomu stared ahead, but there was clearly nothing there.

"Shota has suffered, it's only fair that he experiences it again."*

White ceiling and bright but not glaring ceiling lights.

The tip of my nose smells of the unique hospital disinfectant.

"Where is this?"

Shota Otani blinked several times before he came to his senses.

"Hospital."

Shota Otani turned his head and saw Takashi Kitahara sitting on a bench, reading a book in his hand.

"looking at what?"

he asked subconsciously.

"When the Stars of Humanity Shine: Fourteen Historical Stories, written by Austrian writer Stefan Zweig."

Kitahara Takashi closed the book and picked up an apple from the fruit basket.

"Oh, it seems like you forgot something?"

Otani Shota wanted to scratch his head, but suddenly felt the bandage on his head. After a brief moment of hesitation, he hurriedly asked, "Did you win or lose the game?"

"Won."

"so far so good."

Otani Shota looked at the apple that Kitahara Takashi had peeled. He had no appetite now and refused, "I don't want to eat it!"

"I eat."

In front of him, Kitahara Takashi bit out a hole to make a logo.

"...When it comes to being a dog, you're the one."

Shota Otani looked speechlessly at Kitahara Takashi who was eating the apple from his fruit basket.

"How long will I have to lie down?"

"There's no hope for you in this Koshien."

"is it?"

Shota Otani's eyes suddenly lost their luster.

For a moment, the only sound in the entire ward was Kitahara Tsutomu's "crunch!" "crunch!" crisp sounds as he bit the apple one bite at a time.

"Zun, I really like baseball."

"I know."

"There are more than 100 people in the baseball team, and I'm the only one who started as a freshman in high school."

"I know."

"To step onto Hanshin Koshien Stadium, I gave up necessary social activities every day, swung the bat over and over again, and ran until I vomited."

"I know."

"Do you know how envious I am every time other family members go on a trip during the summer vacation? I want to go too."

"I know."

"I don't have a good burst, excellent motion capture vision, or outstanding understanding. A person like me with no talent almost gave up everything to set foot on the land of Hanshin Koshien."

"One step, just one step and I can reach my dream."

"But now all the efforts so far have been in vain."

As if to vent the emotions that had been accumulating for a long time, Shota Ohtani pounded the hospital bed angrily and meaninglessly with his fists.

Every punch represents the boy’s unwillingness to accept the absurd ending.

"Why do you do this to me!"

"What the hell did I do wrong?"

Kitahara Takashi let Shota Otani cry and make a fuss, venting like a madman.

He completely understood how Shota Ohtani felt.

Failure after trying your best is enough to drive a person crazy.

After struggling until he was exhausted, Ohtani Shota finally stopped and stared blankly at the ceiling: "The seniors in their third year of high school will graduate next year."

"For this Koshien, the seniors gave up their preparations for the exam."

"This was the year we had the best chance of winning the championship, and now it's all gone."

Kitahara Takashi finished his apple, threw it into the trash can, and continued watching "When the Stars Shine": "The championship will remain in Aoba, and no one can take it away."

Shota Otani tilted his head and looked at him quietly.

"I will walk the rest of the road you haven't finished."

163

Chapter 163 Dad?

The Sumida River Fireworks Festival is the most famous, oldest and largest fireworks festival in Tokyo.

The number of visitors exceeds one million every year.

On the day of the Sumida River Fireworks Festival, a total of 20,000 fireworks decorated the night sky with colorful colors, and the scene was very grand.

Coming out of Sensoji Station, Kitahara Takashi discovered that traffic control had been implemented on the road starting from the subway entrance.

Police officers were equipped with body cameras and used loudspeakers to direct traffic on the road.

On the street, men and women wearing yukata can be seen everywhere.

Arriving near the banks of the Sumida River, Kitahara Takashi discovered that there were motor vehicle queues and fences at several intersections.

Influenced by the incident in which a truck rammed into a crowd at the fireworks display in Nice, France, the Tokyo Police Department has strengthened on-site security compared to previous years.

When Kitahara Takashi arrived near the coast, it was already filled with rows of stalls. Perhaps to match the festive atmosphere, each stall had a bright yellow old lantern hanging on it.

As night falls, the endless stream of lanterns weave together, emitting a warm glow that almost illuminates the entire venue. The scene is spectacular.

At 6:13 that evening, seeing that it was still early for the agreed time, Kitahara Takashi bought a lot of oden and ate while walking around.

After strolling to a small outdoor music stage, Kitahara Takashi stopped.

On the stage, a group of idols were dancing.

This is not the point. The point is that the idol in the C position is Ai Hoshino, who I just met this afternoon.

"Being an idol is really not easy."

Kitahara Takashi guessed that the other party must have rushed over immediately after commentating on the baseball game in the afternoon.

Because of this effort, Kitahara Takashi is willing to call Hoshino Ai the second-generation working emperor.

As for the first generation, it is naturally his only employee, Nanami Aoyama.

Come to think of it, I haven't seen this kid working anywhere else recently.

Maybe what I said last time worked...

'It's him? ’

On the stage, Hoshino Ai saw Kitahara Takashi at a glance and winked at him.

Not only her, the moment Kitahara Takashi appeared, the entire B-Komachi noticed this clean and handsome boy.

There is no way. Standing among a group of men-chan, even if you have an ordinary appearance, you can be considered handsome, not to mention that Kitahara Tsutomu himself can stand out among handsome guys.

Tsk, this damn sense of immersion.

On the stage, the idols who were originally able to dance calmly in front of the audience and according to their own rhythm, their faces turned red involuntarily and their movements began to become distorted after Kitahara Takashi arrived.

Occasionally they would pretend to be angry and puff up their faces cutely.

The fans thought that their idol was acting coquettishly towards them, and some male fans started to move along with him.

But these people didn’t notice that the girls would subconsciously turn their heads away when they looked at them.