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“No, who am I supposed to look for?” |
“No, who am I supposed to look for?” |
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− | “Enough already, give that |
+ | “Enough already, give that Masaya Kusakabe a call.” |
“Eh, ehhh!?” Why mention his name now? |
“Eh, ehhh!?” Why mention his name now? |
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Yondaime prompted me to call, and I had to take out my phone. |
Yondaime prompted me to call, and I had to take out my phone. |
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− | Of course, once |
+ | Of course, once Masaya Kusakabe heard about this, he was flabbergasted, and clicked his tongue about twenty times or so. |
<em>“Can’t you deal with this in a smarter manner? You thought you have a chance of winning?”</em> |
<em>“Can’t you deal with this in a smarter manner? You thought you have a chance of winning?”</em> |
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“You don’t have to force yourself there. It’s not like we have to have a manager during the match…” |
“You don’t have to force yourself there. It’s not like we have to have a manager during the match…” |
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− | + | “Kiichi Nemoto was a baseball player from a famous school in Kyoto, and in his second year, he became their ace pitcher.” |
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− | Alice buried her face in the pile of dolls, and after a while, I turned back, and saw her eyes. |
+ | Alice buried her face in the pile of dolls, and after a while, I turned back, and saw her eyes. Kiichi Nemoto. Nemo-san, so she’s referring to that Octy?” |
“His team was defeated in the quarterfinals of the summer Koshien. Soon after, there were news of him being involved in baseball gambling and match fixing with a gang, and soon after, he dropped out of school.” |
“His team was defeated in the quarterfinals of the summer Koshien. Soon after, there were news of him being involved in baseball gambling and match fixing with a gang, and soon after, he dropped out of school.” |
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“Match fixing…in high school baseball?” |
“Match fixing…in high school baseball?” |
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− | “There were still records in the magazines and news. It was said that a relative of |
+ | “There were still records in the magazines and news. It was said that a relative of Kiichi Nemoto owed the gang lots of money, and he had to obey. The details of how the match fixing happened came out too.” |
Alice showed the results of her investigations on the screen. I had a look, and gasped. |
Alice showed the results of her investigations on the screen. I had a look, and gasped. |
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“…Is this…form of match fixing even possible?” |
“…Is this…form of match fixing even possible?” |
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− | “He did it. |
+ | “He did it. Kiichi Nemoto was a pitcher with such an ability, but he had to do so to earn money.” |
Startled, I recalled what Octy had said. |
Startled, I recalled what Octy had said. |
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Alice’s voice was filtered through the dolls. |
Alice’s voice was filtered through the dolls. |
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− | “It was thirty years ago, and there was no scorebook. There is nothing to indicate |
+ | “It was thirty years ago, and there was no scorebook. There is nothing to indicate Kiichi Nemoto’s pitching profile. What pitches does he have? How much he sweated, what he said; everyone had long forgotten about him.” |
It’s true that there were a thousand baseball players gathered upon that passion-ladened Mecca every spring and summer, and other than the winners, everyone left behind will be defeated, crying, and going their separate ways, forgotten. |
It’s true that there were a thousand baseball players gathered upon that passion-ladened Mecca every spring and summer, and other than the winners, everyone left behind will be defeated, crying, and going their separate ways, forgotten. |
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“Huh. Your tongue is as sharp as ever.” |
“Huh. Your tongue is as sharp as ever.” |
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− | I watched them bicker worriedly, and at this moment, another car appeared by the riverbank. It’s a white wagon, and when the door opened, there were four middle aged men dressed in floral shirts. From what I could tell, they too was yakuza. A man wearing a cream-colored summer suit and sunglasses stood out; it was |
+ | I watched them bicker worriedly, and at this moment, another car appeared by the riverbank. It’s a white wagon, and when the door opened, there were four middle aged men dressed in floral shirts. From what I could tell, they too was yakuza. A man wearing a cream-colored summer suit and sunglasses stood out; it was Masaya Kusakabe. So, these guys are the umpires? It might sound recreational, but this certainly seemed formal. They even had their umpire gear and facemasks prepared. |
But once I saw the last person hop out of the wagon, I was dumbfounded. |
But once I saw the last person hop out of the wagon, I was dumbfounded. |
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“I heard from dad, so I came to cheer you on! It’s my first time seeing a baseball match!” |
“I heard from dad, so I came to cheer you on! It’s my first time seeing a baseball match!” |
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− | She grabbed my arms as she said so, while |
+ | She grabbed my arms as she said so, while Masaya Kusakabe eyed us unhappily. |
“Assistant-san, which position are you playing?” |
“Assistant-san, which position are you playing?” |
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“W-wait a moment!?” |
“W-wait a moment!?” |
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− | I got around the back net, and stood between Octy and |
+ | I got around the back net, and stood between Octy and Masaya Kusakabe. |
“Nishimura-san isn’t here yet, and we agreed that the match will start at 12!” |
“Nishimura-san isn’t here yet, and we agreed that the match will start at 12!” |
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“Huh? Kusakabe, did I mention this to you?” |
“Huh? Kusakabe, did I mention this to you?” |
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− | + | Masaya Kusakabe too narrowed his eyes behind the sunglasses, and shrugged. |
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“Never heard of it. All I know was that you called us to be here at 11.” |
“Never heard of it. All I know was that you called us to be here at 11.” |
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I was speechless. Yondaime, who hurried, too remained rooted to the ground ‘we’ve been had’. |
I was speechless. Yondaime, who hurried, too remained rooted to the ground ‘we’ve been had’. |
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− | We left the important booking of the field to the enemy, and that was the grave mistake we made. It was all Octy’s plan. |
+ | We left the important booking of the field to the enemy, and that was the grave mistake we made. It was all Octy’s plan. Masaya Kusakabe gave a look at the four umpires, who from afar had such a conversation, “Guess we have to start now.” |
Thus, even if they lost, they wouldn’t be gravely affected, and they could eliminate our best player, Nishimura-san. This was a double play on Octy’s part. |
Thus, even if they lost, they wouldn’t be gravely affected, and they could eliminate our best player, Nishimura-san. This was a double play on Octy’s part. |
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− | The headwind came down the cycling track by the riverside, and finally brought us cheers and the sound of the bats. I could only sense Nishimura-san’s body heating up. The bicycle ferrying both of us went down the green, grassy slope, and we both hopped off, falling over. The brown skinned girl seated at the bench was the first to notice us, “Mr Assistant!” and she stood up, waving at us. However, I looked past Meo’s shoulders, towards |
+ | The headwind came down the cycling track by the riverside, and finally brought us cheers and the sound of the bats. I could only sense Nishimura-san’s body heating up. The bicycle ferrying both of us went down the green, grassy slope, and we both hopped off, falling over. The brown skinned girl seated at the bench was the first to notice us, “Mr Assistant!” and she stood up, waving at us. However, I looked past Meo’s shoulders, towards Masaya Kusakabe, and was gasping for breath. |
“…One run difference…?” |
“…One run difference…?” |
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“What kind of a joke is this!?” Octy, standing on the pitcher’s mound, spoke up, his face devoid of a smile. |
“What kind of a joke is this!?” Octy, standing on the pitcher’s mound, spoke up, his face devoid of a smile. |
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− | “This isn’t a joke. I’m a player-manager. |
+ | “This isn’t a joke. I’m a player-manager. Kiichi Nemoto. You’re a baseball player from Kansai, you should be very familiar with the first Mister Tigers, Fujio Fujimura. Now experience the terror of the words ‘I’ll pinch hit’.” |
“Respects, nee-san!” Rocky shouted from first base. |
“Respects, nee-san!” Rocky shouted from first base. |
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“Eh?” |
“Eh?” |
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− | Meo looked shocked and excited as she hopped out from the spectators stand, and ran onto second band. I glanced aside at |
+ | Meo looked shocked and excited as she hopped out from the spectators stand, and ran onto second band. I glanced aside at Masaya Kusakabe who was behind the net, his sunglasses unable to disguise his heinous look. The home plate umpire too looked back at him, but he did not indicate anything; perhaps he agreed to let her participate. |
A gaudy looking Alice returned to the bench, with everyone rushing forth to welcome her. |
A gaudy looking Alice returned to the bench, with everyone rushing forth to welcome her. |
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“The record is in the baseball game you hated.” |
“The record is in the baseball game you hated.” |
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− | Octy’s half-opened mouth was shaking. Perhaps he really didn’t want to believe this. But I did find the record in the game. Entering the name |
+ | Octy’s half-opened mouth was shaking. Perhaps he really didn’t want to believe this. But I did find the record in the game. Entering the name Kiichi Nemoto in ‘PWLB’ would result in a player profile, and that was our intel. |
“Don’t be silly.” Octy spat hoarsely. “How can the game…possibly have data on me? I just pitched a few times in the koshien…” |
“Don’t be silly.” Octy spat hoarsely. “How can the game…possibly have data on me? I just pitched a few times in the koshien…” |
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− | “That game has a public database. Do you know that everyone can add new data into the database? In other words, someone added a ‘pitcher |
+ | “That game has a public database. Do you know that everyone can add new data into the database? In other words, someone added a ‘pitcher Kiichi Nemoto’ into the database.” |
I shut up, and watched Octy’s face clear like the dispersing clouds. |
I shut up, and watched Octy’s face clear like the dispersing clouds. |