“Well, do we have to do anything about it?”
“Huh!?” Kuramochi is still red, but it’s not as vivid, as he levels a confused look at Kazuya.
“Well, like.” Kazuya scratches his cheek as he glances away. “We barely know each other, and I don’t know about you, but I’m just here to play baseball. So let’s just play baseball, be teammates. I don’t really want more than that.”
Miyuki just wants to play baseball. Kuramochi just wants to understand. Fate made them each other's curveballs.
- Part 2 of Spring 'Verse
“Furuya-kun is pulled. And replacing him is a pitcher, Sawamura-kun, who will bat eighth.”
Kousei stands up a little straighter, eyeing the new figure approaching the mound. He’s vaguely aware of his teammates giving him odd looks, but he can’t take his eyes off the suddenly loud boy that’s been subbed in. He isn't completely checked out of this game, plus he’s curious about the pitcher Seidou’s coach would dare throw into the game when there are bases loaded with Hoshida up to bat.
Or Amahisa and Sawamura are soulmates. Everything and nothing changes.
- Part 1 of Spring 'Verse