"Sakurai-senpai, I'm coming in." Kōshū pushed open the door, but there was only a figure sitting at the desk with his back to him.
"Sakurai isn't back yet. Just leave it on his desk." Chris did not turn around. Over the past month, Kōshū had come by often enough that Chris could recognize his voice immediately.
"Okay." As Kōshū passed behind Chris, he could not help glancing curiously at the open book. It was about kinesiology again. Only after coming to Seido had he realized that Chris-senpai, whom Miyuki mentioned so often, was like this. Perhaps the blow from his injury had been too severe, causing Chris to become extremely withdrawn.
"He probably foresaw that it might end his athletic career. I wonder if he ever regretted it." While discussing what had become of the players from Kinoshita Little League, Sakurai-senpai had brought up Chris.
"Maybe. But people have a tendency to maintain consistency. If they spend a fortune on an outdated luxury item, they'll still grit their teeth afterward and claim they like it, that it was worth it." Kōshū truly could not understand the Japanese passion for high school baseball. Even though he now found baseball genuinely interesting, he could not agree with harming one's body for the sake of youth. A faint chill seeped into his words.
Sakurai-senpai fell silent at those words, making Kōshū wonder whether he had said something wrong.
"Maybe you're right. Maybe Fukuda and the others thought the same way..." Fukuda was in the same year as Sakurai-senpai and had also come from Kinoshita Little League. But after arriving at Seido, he had only endured half a year of training before quitting the Baseball Club. Of course, perhaps the more likely reason was that, after weighing the value of studying against baseball, he