manynovel Chapter 1025 Biting off a piece of Hojo Kyosuke's flesh
Chapter 1025 Biting off a piece of Hojo Kyosuke's flesh
Chapter 1025 Biting off a piece of Hojo Kyosuke's flesh
While Kyosuke Hojo was happily living off his girlfriend, high schools across Japan were in an uproar because of him.
Osaka Prefecture, Osaka Kirikage High School
Baseball coach Hiroya Nakamura looked at the information compiled by the team manager in his hand, his brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly.
The female managers of the baseball team do more than just do laundry and cook for the team members, or rather, they shouldn't be doing those things in the first place.
Helping the coach relay instructions, gathering intelligence on potential rival high schools, and keeping up with baseball news... these are the real tasks they should be doing.
For example, the clipping that Coach Hiroya Nakamura has in his hand now is a compilation of reports from several of the most authoritative sports publications on the market.
With the Koshien preliminary rounds approaching, schools aspiring to make a name for themselves are all beginning their intelligence gathering.
Putting everything else aside, it's essential to keep track of the formidable opponents in your own division. Baseball is a team sport, and also a sport of strategy. If you can pinpoint your opponent's weaknesses, it's not impossible to win against a stronger opponent.
Then, while you're at it, check out which strong teams are in other regions and you can invite them for practice matches. However, it's absolutely not advisable to invite teams from the same region.
Sports publications such as Nikkan Sports, Sponichi, Chunichi Sports, Hochi, and Tosaito are the best way for universities to obtain information.
After all, compared to the school's intelligence network, these national newspapers have a much wider range of sources of information.
Every year during the Koshien tournament, these newspapers would rank various high schools and athletes, just like the unprecedented Super S-rank given to Kyosuke Hojo.
Coach Hiroya Nakamura's clippings are now filled with the rankings of "Soubu High School" by the five major sports newspapers.
Nikkan Sports: Sスポニチ: S中日スポ: S Report: S大サイト:S
相较于其他学校什么2C3B，1A4B的评价，总武高的评级显得十分简单直白——5S级！
Below the rating were some details about Soubu High School, such as never having made it to Koshien, zero participation in the Spring Tournament, and zero participation in the Meiji Jingu Tournament...
Those who don't know better might think he's some kind of intelligence and secrecy guru, but he's just a dark horse who suddenly became rich.
The only, and indeed the only, piece of information worth noting is—
"Kyosuke Hojo: SSSSS-class fighter! The Demon King's power! A god of victory that inspires despair! Unprecedented..."
Below a string of praises were suggestions from newspaper editors for other teams:
"It's time to pay more attention to the players' mental health if coaches don't want their players to lose the courage to hold a bat again after playing against Kyosuke Hojo."
In fact, newspapers devoted even more space to gossip about Kyosuke Hojo and various professional baseball teams, but that was clearly not something that high school baseball clubs needed to pay attention to.
"Its power is truly despair-inducing..."
Coach Hiroya Nakamura put down the newspaper clippings in his hand and sighed deeply.
He wasn't alone in the office at the moment. As a prestigious club, Osaka Toin naturally provided significant support to the baseball team, with a full complement of assistant coaches and intelligence analysts.
With the addition of the team's female manager and captain, the small room was packed with people.
Upon hearing the coach's words, everyone nodded solemnly.
Kyosuke Hojo is just too good; he shouldn't be in the world of high school baseball at all. Don't you see that newspapers like Nikkan Sports have created a separate rating for him?
And what about myself? Last year's Koshien champion, Toin, a prestigious club in Osaka?
Last year, we won decisively, sweeping all before us to claim victory.
However, after the core players who won the championship, such as Mori Tomoya and Yokota Shintaro, all graduated, the younger generation of trainees were far from growing up to be able to bear the name of Kirin.
What will become of the sycamore trees this year?
In the rankings of several major sports publications, Toin High School did not dominate other high schools in Osaka Prefecture this year as it did last year.
Why don't geniuses like Kyosuke Hojo appear at Toin?!
The more they thought about it, the more somber everyone in the office became.
In the somber atmosphere, a cute-looking female manager whispered, "Luckily, we're not in the same competition zone as Zongwu High School."
These words immediately put everyone at ease.
Yes, no matter how good they are, they still have to get into Koshien first. Right now, the ones who should be worried are not them, but the high schools in Tokyo.
"Hahaha, I can't even imagine how desperate those guys in the Tokyo division must be right now."
"They should have already started preparing for Koshien three years from now, right?"
"..."
Hearing these sounds, even Nakamura Hiroya, who had been keeping a dark expression, couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Yes, all I'm worried about is whether I can win the Tokyo tournament and make it to Koshien, while those guys in Tokyo can give up completely and focus on three years from now. How farsighted they are!
As the saying goes, "Others' success is so painful it seeps into your bones," failure is certainly terrible, but the success of others is even more heart-wrenching.
Compared to those in the same division as Kyosuke Hojo, they were already fortunate enough not to have to face terrifying monsters so early.
The group discussed the high schools in Tokyo, and took the opportunity to mock the Tojo High School, Kanto First High School, Teikyo High School, and Nippon Sport Science University Ebara High School in the East Tokyo region, thinking that these people were truly unlucky.
And what is Kanto Daiichi High School doing, which is being ridiculed?
Today was also the day their team manager reported intelligence, so everyone, including the team coach and players, was sitting in the baseball department's meeting room.
The whiteboard at the front of the conference room was covered with magnetic clippings of news reports cut from various newspapers and magazines, the most eye-catching of which was a color photo of Kyosuke Hojo cut from Weekly Bunshun.
That was a photo of him hitting a ball at a speed of 181 on his first day of training with various professional teams.
The meeting had been going on for quite a while, but neither the coach standing at the front nor the players sitting below said a word.
After a long silence, a member wearing a number 4 asked in a trembling voice, "Do we... still need to train?"
The player with jersey number 11 looked desperate: "There's absolutely no hope of victory..."
The first-year students and members of the Second Army who had not yet been assigned numbers sat at the back and dared not speak, but each of them was thinking in their hearts.
If they still have any illusions about making it to Koshien, they have no choice but to transfer schools as soon as possible. If they can get through the suspension period for a year, they will have one or two more opportunities to fight. Otherwise, they will have no choice but to quit the club and study hard.
The coach took off his baseball cap and crumpled it into a ball with his rough, large hands.
His despair was no less than that of the players. For the players, the baseball team and Koshien were their youth, but for him, who had dedicated all his energy to the baseball team, this was his life!
"boom--!!"
A boy sitting in the first row suddenly slammed his hand on the table and stood up. He was wearing a backpack with the number 2 on it.
The loud noise made everyone look up at the person who had spoken.
Upon seeing this, Number Four, who had spoken earlier, froze in astonishment: "Minister..."
The minister, who was usually as cheerful as sunshine, was now in tears.
Minister Number 2 slammed his fist on the table, choking back tears as he said:
"This year...this year is clearly our most promising year!!!"
His tone was filled with despair and resentment.
Hearing the minister's voice, everyone in the Kanto First Baseball Club could no longer hold back their tears and burst into tears, all eyes turning to the right front of the conference room.
I looked at the man wearing the number 1 on his jersey.
The chair that would allow an average person to stretch out comfortably was as small as a kindergarten chair to him; his tall frame was hunched over like a raging bear.
【A few dragons of great intent】
The absolute ace of a high school in the Kanto region, he transformed from a complete rookie with no baseball experience into the number one player whom the entire baseball team entrusts their hopes to in just one year.
"Click, click, click—"
A loud chewing sound came from the direction of the three or two Yi Dalong.
The minister, tears streaming down his face, gaped, his eyes wide with disbelief.
Da Long… he! He's still eating!?
Just when everyone was in despair, Da Long, with a few clever moves, Da Long!
That man could actually make such loud chewing sounds!!
"Click, click, click - click, click -"
The chewing sounds continued, and even the newcomers and members of the Second Army sitting in the back row could hear them.
That man could actually make such loud chewing sounds!!
Number 4 screamed in despair.
But miraculously, the despair that had previously gripped everyone's hearts had inexplicably dissipated considerably.
Three or two dragons, what a magnificent sight!
"Kacha!"
Another heavy chewing sound followed, and the mountain-like figure stood up, his head almost touching the ceiling.
He turned around, and what was revealed to everyone was that familiar, scarred, and extremely fierce face.
"Are you scared?"
A rough sound, like stones rubbing against the ground, came from the mouths of the two or three large dragons.
"The match hasn't even started yet, and he's already so scared of Hojo Kyosuke that he's about to wet himself and surrender?"
Sanliangyi's voice was somewhat muffled because he hadn't finished eating.
Only then did everyone realize what he was eating.
It's bone!!
This man actually chewed up and ate an entire pig leg bone!
Good heavens! What a terrifying man!
Just how much power can he unleash after consuming so much food?!
No one knew this better than the members of the Kanto I baseball club in the same club; they were complete monsters.
"Kanto's strange wrist"
This was the nickname of Sanliangyi Dalong. Even before he became a baseball player and was a delinquent who caused trouble and fought all day, people already called him that.
Legend has it that his wrists, which are thicker than his head, are strong enough to lift a car!
but……
"Big Dragon..."
Number Four stood up and spoke softly.
"Who gave you permission to call me by my name!?"
Three or two Yi Dalong abruptly interrupted, his fierce eyes as terrifying as a lion's.
"Shimamura, weren't you already planning to surrender? You're no longer my friend!"
He said coldly.
"No, that's not the case!"
Number Four, Shimamura, blushed deeply upon hearing this and shook his head repeatedly, saying:
“Dalong, you don’t know, you’ve never seen Hojo Kyosuke, you don’t understand his power! If you had been there in person and seen it for yourself, you wouldn’t…”
At this point, Shimamura's face, which had been flushed, turned deathly pale.
The Great Dragon with the Strange Arms—only its wrists can be called monstrous.
And that Hojo Kyosuke is a complete and utter demon!
Humans, even monstrous humans, are absolutely...
"It's absolutely impossible to defeat him! He's a demon!"
At this point, Shimamura's eyes were filled with pleading.
"I know!!"
Tears welled up in his eyes, and Shimamura slammed his fist on the table with such force that blood flowed out.
"Of course I know how much you crave Koshien, Da Long, I know how much effort you've put in, and I know that Xiao Shi is still waiting to go to Koshien to cheer you on, but..."
"Me too! Three years! I waited three years to meet you, this monster, to finally have the hope of winning Koshien. My efforts, my resolve, my heart, I... I will absolutely not lose to you!"
With tears streaming down his face, Shimamura roared hysterically:
"But... there's nothing I can do... Da Long..."
“Kyosuke Hojo… I see absolutely no hope for someone like him…”
"He...he is like the night, even your brightest star, Da Long, cannot light our way forward."
"Give up, Da Long... I... I'm sorry, I really..."
At this point, Shimamura seemed to lose all his strength, slumped down with a thud, and buried his face in the table, weeping silently.
His words seemed to flip a switch, and sobbing filled the conference room.
These boys from the Kanto First Baseball Team, who would never shed a tear even if they fell down the stairs from the top to the bottom and broke their legs, were crying like little girls at this moment.
The coach's grip on his baseball cap loosened, and he turned away from the crowd, his shoulders trembling slightly.
Kyosuke Hojo! You heinous demon!
Do you even know how many people's dreams you've destroyed?!
These young people are all outstanding; they possess strong willpower, a determination to fight for their dreams, and...
The coach turned his head and glanced out of the corner of his eye at the only man in the entire stadium who hadn't cried, and then looked at Da Long.
Da Long doesn't like baseball, and he doesn't even have any aspirations for Koshien.
But the person he likes is waiting for him at Koshien Stadium!
"Click, click, click - click, click -"
The loud chewing sound rang out again.
Some of the people crying had their emotions interrupted, and they raised their heads in dissatisfaction, secretly glaring at the man who couldn't read the room.
"you……"
Sanliangyi Dalong spoke, his voice incredibly loud, making everyone's ears ring.
"If you're scared, just cry!"
"I will not forgive your cowardice, nor will I blame you!"
A ferocious smile appeared on his scarred face.
"but me!"
"Even if I die as a background character!"
"I'll also lie on the ground and bite off a piece of Hojo Kyosuke's flesh!!"
(PS: Well, that's roughly how the Koshien tournament goes from here on out. Kyosuke Hojo, as the ultimate villain, ruthlessly crushes those young people who rush in shouting about friendship and bonds.)
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