In the ordinary life of Crayon Shin-chan

Chapter 1553 Playing Baseball with a Beautiful Woman (Part 2)

Hiroshi nodded, but a troubled look appeared on his face: "I practiced too much yesterday, all my muscles are sore! No, no, I can't give up over something so small! I embarrassed myself in front of everyone just now, I have to redeem myself! Okay! Watch me!" As he spoke, Hiroshi began to imagine himself playing ball later, his face turning red: "Hehehe~ Don't touch her chest, it's a kill shot~ Hehe~"

Seeing Hiroshi's expression, Mingxu turned his head away, unable to bear the sight.

"Dad's smiling," Shin-chan said, looking at Hiroshi.

"That man, the way he smiled when he was having lewd thoughts!" Misae glared at Hiroshi, silently making a mental note of him, planning to teach him a lesson when they got back!

After the warm-up, the Princess team hit the ball first, and the Futaba team lost the ball.

"Okay! Begin!"

"Alright, watch this!" The Princess team members also got into position, and the receiver was thrilled to see two Rasengans right in front of him.

"Make her call here!" Hiroshi shouted excitedly, slapping his gloves, while also muttering, "Hehe~ If she calls here, I can hehe~"

When he saw the ball actually flying towards him, Hiroshi was overjoyed and rushed over to catch it.

But something seemed to trip him up, and he stumbled forward. The ball, which he had been certain to catch, grazed the edge of his glove and landed on the grass behind him with a thud. The Princess team's batter was already running towards first base with a smile, while Hiroshi stood frozen in place, his glove still in the catching position, his face flushed red, and he could hear Kawaguchi and the others trying to suppress their laughter.

Misae pinched her thigh hard in the audience, while Mingxu silently turned Xiaokui around so his sister wouldn't see her father in such an embarrassing situation.

The game was full of mishaps from the very beginning. Hiroshi's mistake seemed to trigger a chain reaction. Kawaguchi, as expected, lost his focus again while guarding first base, staring blankly at the short skirts of the Princess team's base runners, allowing the opponent to easily steal second base. Sato's pitch did have speed, but it was wildly off-target, flying directly over the catcher's head and hitting the scoreboard, eliciting a burst of laughter from the girls on the sidelines.

Tanaka was even more outrageous. Even though the ball was flying straight towards him, he seemed to be blinded by the sunlight. He raised his hand to catch it but failed, and the ball bounced up and hit him on the forehead. He was in so much pain that he squatted on the ground, clutching his head and groaning.

Futaba's defense was in complete disarray, and Princess took the opportunity to score two points in a row. The captain, sitting on the sidelines, turned green with rage, slamming his folding fan on his thigh: "Nohara! Sato!! Kawaguchi! What the hell are you guys doing?!"

Hiroshi clutched his aching back, watching the opposing girls high-five each other in celebration. Sweat streamed down his face as he silently groaned: "It's over, it's over. Looks like I'm not only going to lose the game, I'm going to lose all face too..."

However, after only a few steps, Hiroshi suddenly clutched his back and collapsed. It seemed he had strained his back. Hiroshi had to be substituted, and Misae helped him apply a pain-relieving patch.

"Idiot." Misae slapped him after finishing the sticker.

"Ouch! That hurts!" Hiroshi cried out.

"Are you alright, Nohara?" the captain and the others asked Hiroshi with concern, as the match was temporarily suspended.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, it's just that I can't play anymore. It looks like we need to find someone else," Hiroshi said somewhat awkwardly.

"I knew you'd do this!" Misae rolled her eyes at Hiroshi and complained.

"I'm sorry," Hiroshi said, feeling a little embarrassed.

Next, the Futaba team also suffered consecutive strikeouts, and they frowned as they watched the opponent throw the ball: "How can anyone hit a ball like that?"

"It's hard to seize the opportunity to reap the rewards."

Mingxu looked at the ball moving slowly in his eyes and shrugged: "It's easy to handle."

"Huh?" Everyone subconsciously looked at Mingxu. This kid, is he that good? Is he bragging?

"La la la~" Suddenly a sound drew their attention again. Everyone turned around and saw Shin-chan cheering for the other side, and they immediately became dissatisfied.

"That kid actually betrayed us!"

"Even though he often does this, it's still infuriating!"

"I'll take care of this." Mingxu walked over, threw a punch, and then pulled Xiaoxin, whose head was smoking, back to their original position.

Seeing the situation over there, the minister looked at Mingxu and said, "Xiaoxu, why don't you give it a try?" The minister knew a little about the boy's abilities.

"Huh? Me? Is that appropriate?" Mingxu was taken aback and asked uncertainly.

"It should be alright," the minister said, scratching his head. "I just don't know if they'll agree."

"It should be fine. Who cares about a child?" Hiroshi said, shrugging.

So, after discussing it with the princess team, they agreed, as expected. What could a little kid possibly have to worry about?

So, seeing Mingxu standing on the stage with a baseball bat, the Princess team members were nonchalant, and even teased him, saying, "Little brother, do you want your older sister to go easy on you?"

"So cute~"

"He's a handsome young man!"

"Hehe~"

Mingxu calmly shook his head, looked at them, and beckoned them with his hand: "Come on!"

Seeing this, the pitcher smiled and raised his hand. The ball flew slowly with a light arc, but Mingxu seemed not to see it. He swung the bat hard when the ball was almost in front of him. With a muffled thud, the white baseball shot straight into the outfield like a cannonball, over the heads of all the defenders, and slammed into the grass outside the wire fence.

The entire stadium fell silent instantly. The girls on the Princess team gaped, and even the referee was stunned for two seconds before shouting: Home run!

Hiroshi sprang to his feet, clutching his waist and jumping around: "Good lad! You're just as good as my son!"

Misae hugged Himawari, her lips curving into a smile, but she deliberately kept a straight face: What are you so smug about? It was all because you were clumsy just now.

Kawaguchi and Sato hugged each other excitedly, while Tanaka rubbed his forehead and grinned foolishly: "So this is what playing baseball is all about..."

The Princess team's pitcher's cheeks were flushed, and his hand holding the ball was trembling slightly, but Mingxu had already run past first base. When he passed second base, he didn't forget to turn around and shout to the sidelines: "Xiaoxin, learn from this, don't just cheer for others."

Shin-chan, who was squatting on the ground drawing circles, immediately stood up: "I want to hit a home run too!" He was about to rush onto the field when Misae grabbed his collar and pulled him back.

After the game restarted, the Princess team's pitcher was noticeably more nervous, throwing faster pitches, but Mingxu still managed to hit them steadily. Although he didn't hit another home run, every shot was long and accurate, leading his teammates to score several runs. The Futaba team's morale soared instantly, and Kawaguchi, playing on first base, kept his eyes wide open, not daring to lose focus again.

Sato's pitches were like springs, fast and powerful; Tanaka still missed some, but at least he wasn't hitting his own feet anymore. On the other hand, the Princess team's relaxed smiles gradually disappeared. The girls' skirts fluttered as they ran, but they were always a step too slow at crucial moments, either dropping the ball or making a passing error, and the score gradually widened.

The minister sat on the sidelines, fanning himself rapidly with a folding fan, muttering repeatedly: "Well done! That's it! Xiao Xu, that kid, is truly a hidden talent!"

Misae held Himawari in her arms, occasionally handing water to Mingxu, her pride shining through her eyes; Shin-chan cheered her on from the sidelines.

Hiroshi sat to the side, clutching his back, watching his son sweating on the field, and then looking at his smiling family members beside him. Suddenly, he felt that the muscle soreness and those unrealistic fantasies he had previously experienced were nothing.

The setting sun cast a long shadow of Mingxu as he stood in front of home plate, his hand gripping the bat as steady as a rock, his eyes fixed intently on the pitcher, as if the field itself were his own little battlefield.

......

After the match, everyone shook hands. The Princess team looked at Mingxu with surprise. Several girls even surrounded him, asking him if he had secretly practiced, and some even took out their phones to take pictures with him.

Mingxu was a little bewildered by the scene, so he could only awkwardly wave his hand and pull Shin-chan, who was still clamoring to fight again, towards Hiroshi and Misae.

The minister, beaming, was talking to the captain of the Princess team. Judging from their expressions, the Futaba team not only won the game, but also seemed to have made an appointment with the Princess team to play another game next time.

Although Guangzhi's back was still aching slightly, his smile never stopped. He kept patting Mingxu's shoulder, making Mingxu grimace.

Misae playfully slapped his hand away, took a towel out of her bag and wiped Mingxu's sweat. Xiaokui also stretched out her little hand, babbling as she tried to touch the baseball bat in Mingxu's hand.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on everyone's faces. The members of the Futaba team put their arms around each other's shoulders and chatted noisily about where to celebrate that night. The embarrassment from the game earlier had long been forgotten.

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