By the time Inashiro broke through the crowd and entered the field, To Akitsudai had already begun their warm-up drills. The most eye-catching figure among them was Yamato Shuichiro, practicing on the mound.
Nearly three years later, seeing his childhood friend in person again left Harada stunned.
Shuichiro.
Harada remembered so many moments from their childhood: striking out batters together, winning championships and lifting trophies together, losing and crying in each other's arms as they swore they would definitely win next time. There were far too many memories.
"Captain, hurry up! What are you standing there for? If you don't move, none of us can get through! And Su Qing, stop entering phone numbers! Believe me, when we get back to the dorm, I'll steal your phone and delete every last one!"
Ever since Su Qing had accepted one girl's LINE on the way over, a whole bunch of people had written down their contact information. Since he was too slow at entering numbers, slips of paper were stuck all over his clothes. By now, his baseball uniform was covered in little notes.
Narumiya Mei was absolutely furious! Quite a few of the girls who had given Su Qing their LINE were his fans. Don't ask how Narumiya Mei knew they were his fans. In his mind, every Inashiro fan was his fan.
"My phone has a lock screen password. You won't be able to get in~"
Girls in Japan weren't any more reserved than girls in the United States. Everyone was pretty open-minded~ He felt like he could start living it up again.
Seeing Narumiya Mei and Su Qing about to fight again, Shirakawa and Carlos each grabbed one of them and pulled them apart.
"Let me go! I'm going to beat up that smug bastard!"
"Why are you