The sea breeze was gentle at dusk.
Yoshida Shin's body was strong, his gaze resolute.
His white baseball uniform, adorned with black vertical stripes, was covered in dirt and sweat. Yet this did not make him appear disheveled; instead, it exuded a burning aura of youth and passion.
One had to admit, standing on the pitcher's mound, surrounded by his teammates, Yoshida Shin looked very impressive, with an air reminiscent of a protagonist from a boy's manga.
Goto Mariko didn't like Yoshida Shin, but always admitted he had a unique charm, yet now...
Goto Mariko turned her head to look at Lin Baici.
He was in casual clothes, casually adopting a batting stance, with a relaxed expression on his face.
Logically, he should be overshadowed by the boy manga protagonist, but for some reason, Goto Mariko felt this older brother from Jiuzhou was more handsome.
Right, in those boy mangas, isn't there always that senior who's stronger and more talented than the protagonist?
