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

It can be said that the University of Tokyo is like a myth in the hearts of the people.

The people's "Todai complex" is an inevitable result of the country's "strong first" philosophy.

Kitahara Tsutomu is a junior, but he is also a strong man.

At least in Qingye School, no one has better academic performance than him.

There is no one stronger than him in the kendo club.

This means that even if Dong Dituo wanted to act like a senior, he felt that he was not qualified to preach to Beiyuan Zun because his strength did not allow it.

"Kitahara-kun, could you please tell me the reason?"

When Todirina heard that Kitahara Takashi was not quitting the club, she calmed down and asked calmly and politely.

"I plan to be the ace pitcher on the baseball team by Friday."

Looking at Kitahara Tsutomu's nonchalant expression, as if he was talking about what he had eaten for lunch today, everyone in the Kendo Club looked at each other in confusion.

"Kitahara-kun, how good are you at baseball?"

"I've never played before. I just started pitching practice on Monday."

When everyone in the Kendo Club heard this, they looked at each other, trying to communicate something through their eyes, but no one laughed.

This is also fortunate that the person who said this was Kitahara Takashi, the number one in the Kendo Club. If it were anyone else, they would have skipped the formalities and started laughing directly.

"Is it because of Otani-kun?"

Higashirina is a thoughtful girl. When she thought about Shota Otani taking leave to be hospitalized, she immediately thought about why Kitahara Takashi suddenly started practicing baseball.

"Correct."

Kitahara Takashi lowered his head and slowly polished the bamboo strips with sandpaper.

"Ohtani has been practicing baseball since kindergarten. He has sacrificed so much to join Aoba."

"I could sit in the audience and watch him give it his all and still fail."

"But because some idiot made his summer end here—"

Kitahara Takashi maintained his bamboo sword, and he observed it carefully in the sunlight and said, "I don't accept it!"

If Kitahara Takashi was an ordinary person, there would be nothing he could do even if he didn't accept it.

But he is the system owner.

He has the power to change all of this.

Why doesn't he do it?

Kitahara Takashi put down his bamboo sword and stood up. "No matter what fate originally planned, in this midsummer, Hagar's championship trophy must remain in Qingye."

The mottled sunlight shone through the window onto the boy's face, making his figure appear even more upright.

At this moment, not only Dongdilicai was stunned.

All the boys in the kendo club thought that Takashi Kitahara was very handsome at this moment.

*

Kitahara Tsuyoshi attended the afternoon class as usual.

Actually, there are only two sections.

High school students in the island country finish school early, unlike in China where they don’t finish school until dark.

At 3:40 in the afternoon, Kitahara Takashi finished wiping the blackboard, said hello to the other students on duty, picked up his schoolbag, and said to Kamikawa Nari, who was waiting for him at the table, "Let's go."

Kamikawa Nari jumped lightly off the table, put her chair upside down on the table and followed him.

"Don't you have to go to club today?"

"I won't go there again. I plan to practice shooting and hitting first."

"Where are you going to practice?"

"I'm going to the batting cage."

"Do you need me to send you off?"

"No, I have a car. Did you forget?"

Kitahara Takashi took out his motorcycle key from his pocket and shook it.

"Almost forgot."

The two chatted as they walked towards the school gate.

When he was about to reach the school gate, Kitahara Takashi's cell phone rang.

He picked it up and saw that the caller ID was: [Mrs. Sawamura]. He frowned slightly, but quickly hung up the phone without changing his expression.

"Who?"

Nari Kamikawa looked at him curiously, her obsidian eyes filled with a hint of inquiry.

"An old married woman."

Kitahara Takashi met her gaze very frankly and casually handed her the phone.

"Look if you want to."

Nari Kamikawa put her hand on Kitahara Takashi's phone and stared at Kitahara Takashi closely.

At this moment, Kitahara Zun's heart was instantly lifted.

We are not sisters, I am just being polite, please don’t take it seriously.

Kamikawa Nari didn't take the phone away. She just stared at Kitahara Takashi for several minutes and said, "Takashi, I believe you, but I also hope you know your limits."

"Don't do anything that makes me unhappy, okay?"

Nari Kamikawa raised her hand and gently stroked Kitahara Takashi's Adam's apple with her freshly manicured fingers.

The scratching of nails against skin made Kitahara Tsutomu feel as if his throat was being scraped by a knife.

"Otherwise, I can't guarantee what I will do!"

"Don't worry, baby~ You will always be the one I love the most."

"good."

Kamikawa Nari withdrew her hand with satisfaction and got into the car that was waiting on the side.

"Master Kitahara, here."

Before Kitahara Takashi could breathe a sigh of relief, a woman dressed as a bodyguard handed him a card.

"This is?"

Kitahara Takashi didn't take it, but looked at Kawaname Rie in confusion.

"Aren't you going to the percussion gym? Why not go to this one? You'll find something unexpected here."

Kamikawa Narii supported her chin with her hand and waved at him with a smile.

Kitahara Tsutomu watched the car go away. He was a little curious about what was different about this percussion gym and planned to go over and take a look.

After putting away the card, Kitahara Takashi walked towards the place where the car was parked while calling Sayuri Sawamura.

When Kitahara Takashi called, the call was answered almost instantly.

"My dear son, why did you hang up the phone just now?"

A mature woman's charming voice came from the phone.

"Is he secretly cheating on me with some girl behind my Eriri's back?"

"Auntie, I" "Call mom!"

“That’s too fast.”

Kitahara Zun rubbed his eyebrows because of a headache.

To be honest, he would rather face Shuraba than Sayuri Sawamura.

Although this woman is really attractive.

Strange to say.

Although Eriri looks very similar to her mother and has a similar figure, Sayuri Sawamura is more attractive than Eriri.

"It's going to happen sooner or later anyway, unless you haven't considered marrying my Ah Li."

For some reason, Kitahara Takashi always felt that Sayuri Sawamura seemed to be hinting at something.

"I believe Watanabe is not that kind of person."

Threat!

Kitahara Takashi heard a threat in the old woman's voice.

"Of course, Mom. My biggest wish is to marry Ali and become her husband."

We were just talking about the scumbag male protagonist who fell in love with Kawana Rie, but he immediately changed his words and recognized her as his mother on the spot.

A seductive laugh came from the phone.

"My dear son, you are done with school now."

"Well, school just ended."

"Would it be helpful if we could have a meal together? We haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Maybe not right now. I have to practice baseball and aim to win the Koshien championship."

Kitahara Takashi clamped his throat, trying to make his voice sound deep.

"really?"

"It's more real than pearls. Besides, what son would lie to his mother?"

Kitahara Takashi's tone was sincere, but he silently added in his heart, "Only if you are really my mother."

"Then you should practice hard, son. I think the opening ceremony of Koshien will be next week, and there will be a match in Aoba. I will cheer you on."

Sayuri Sawamura encouraged.

"Are you coming..."

Kitahara Takashi suddenly felt a little regretful.

Can't you find another excuse? Why do you have to find this one?

If Sayuri Sawamura comes and doesn’t see him, how will he explain it?

Don't forget, he was dating Eriri as [Watanabe Takashi].

How did he get the identity of Watanabe Takashi?

"Of course. How can a mother miss her son's game? Or, Watanabe, don't you want your mother to watch your game?"

Sitting in the car, Sayuri Sawamura held up a telescope and stared through the car window at Kitahara Takashi who was standing at the school gate with a look of despair on his face. She smiled.

Boy, if I don't put some pressure on you, you think the women in our Sawamura family are easy to bully, right?

"How is that possible!"

"It's just that my level isn't particularly good, so I might not be able to make it to the first team."

Kitahara Takashi tried to make up for his loss.

"It doesn't matter. When I say thank you, I'll be able to see my good son wearing a baseball uniform. I think it's worth it."

Sayuri Sawamura added with a smile: "By the way, I will bring your wife along to cheer you on."

Kitahara Takashi: "..."

"I won't bother you anymore. Good luck in training."

After hanging up the phone in a daze, Kitahara Tsutomu looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

"It's over."

What should I do if my armor is about to fall off?

With Eriri's temper, if she found out that he had been lying to her and even the real name he gave her was fake, how angry she would be? Kitahara Tsutomu couldn't even imagine it.