Kanzaki Yuto rubbed his stomach, a faint look of pain on his face, as he trained on the field.
Basically, this was the standard state for first-year students… Unlike junior high training, the intensity here—just basic physical exercises—was already difficult enough to handle.
Combine that with the enormous food portions, and every first-year student was suffering.
Kanzaki Yuto counted himself as one of the better-off students in terms of condition.
It wasn’t much, but in this aspect, it was his only advantage.
Still, even so, he couldn’t compare to the composed and skilled second- and third-year seniors.
“Alright, first-years!
Everyone put on your cleats and head to Field B for defensive testing!” a coach shouted loudly across the field.
At elite schools like Seidou, almost everything about the baseball program was highly professional—equipment, fields, and even the personnel.
These staff members were dedicated to guiding and assisting students in their training.
“Yes!” The first-years all brightened at the announcement, running to change shoes and head toward Field B.
As Kanzaki Yuto was leaving, a sharp voice cut through the air.
“Where are you going?
Sawamura Eijun!” Kanzaki Yuto paused, turning to see Eijun standing behind Kataoka with a completely bewildered expression.
Kanzaki Yuto tapped his forehead—right, there was that scene.
That idiot was now confronting the coach for the second time—or maybe it was actually the first time he was daring to provoke him… So passionate… so earnest… yet so naïve.
Whenever a hot-blooded fool met a cold-blooded demon, the resulting scene was… stunningly dramatic.
Kanzaki Yuto shook his head slightly and walked on.
Even without knowing the exact story, just from understanding Eijun’s personality, he could predict perfectly what would happen next.
After all, a pure-hearted kid in certain situations… well, the ending was obvious.
Once Kanzaki Yuto reached Field B, nearly all first-year students had already started their tests.
Generally, each student was tested according to their preferred position.
This was merely for reference—a way to gather data, not a final placement.
Since Kanzaki Yuto didn’t have a preferred position, he asked the test instructor if he could try multiple positions.
After a surprised glance, the instructor simply nodded.
This was Kanzaki Yuto’s first test at Seidou—and his first ever attempt to find out which defensive position suited him best!
The tests involved basic drills: hitting, fielding, throwing, and running bases—all essential skills for a fielder.
Infielders and outfielders had different focuses in their training.
After completing all the tests, Kanzaki Yuto stared at his own hands in disbelief.
One word came to mind: terrible!
Naturally, the surrounding first-years looked at him with surprise.
Not everything was terrible—he did okay with hitting and catching—but his throws and base-running were disastrous.
His throws were almost completely inaccurate, like a complete novice just starting baseball.
This is the kid who declared he wanted to try every position?
And his base-running?
His speed looked decent, and his movements seemed fine at a glance, but to professional eyes, it was entirely amateurish.
Even compared to Japanese high school players, who were relatively unpolished, Kanzaki Yuto’s running was… worse than that.
You can imagine the scene.
From their perspective, Kanzaki Yuto didn’t seem to be taking baseball seriously at all.
If it weren’t for his hitting and catching slightly redeeming him, the instructors might have even thought he was joking.
When batting, Kanzaki Yuto’s stance was solid, and he maintained proper balance.
Since he was only being fed balls, nothing extraordinary could be seen—but at least he had the basics down.
Catching, whether infield or outfield, he managed to field nearly every fly ball.
This surprised both the other first-years and the test instructors.
Without a doubt, Kanzaki Yuto was the only one among them who didn’t make mistakes in catching.
And he had a little secret—though he didn’t know why, perhaps it was a perk of being a transmigrator.
Ever since coming to this world and growing up, Kanzaki Yuto had noticed his dynamic vision was exceptionally sharp.
In fact, moving objects appeared slightly slowed in his eyes.
He could track the trajectory of objects faster than ordinary people.
This was his confidence.
Baseball had two main aspects: offense and defense.
His naturally keen dynamic vision gave him a major advantage in defense.
Whether it was a pitcher’s throw or a batter’s hit, Kanzaki Yuto could quickly track the ball.
Seeing it didn’t mean he could always catch or hit it—but compared to ordinary people, it was a clear edge.
After finishing the tests on Field B, Kanzaki Yuto clenched his fists.
He now knew what he needed to work on—where his weaknesses lay.
“That idiot really angered the coach, huh.” “Exactly.
Serves him right—who told him to be so arrogant.” “Yeah, almost as arrogant as that kid.” Passing by, Kanzaki Yuto overheard these comments, causing him to pause slightly—but his expression remained unchanged.
“What’s wrong?
Are you worried about their comments?” a teasing voice came from the side, an arm draping over Kanzaki Yuto’s shoulders.
He didn’t need to turn his head to know who it was.
“Miyuki-senpai, how’s your morning run?
I worked really hard to get you up—you couldn’t even wake up.” Kanzaki Yuto said with a faint smile, avoiding a direct answer.
“Ahaha, I’m used to it.
Besides, this run is nothing,” Miyuki laughed heartily.
“By the way, how did your test go?” Though Kanzaki Yuto hadn’t answered directly, not answering was itself an answer.
Even with little interaction, Miyuki immediately felt this little Chinese underclassman in the dorm was quite interesting.
Hmm, someone worth having fun with, just like that naive kid—but in a different way.
“Hmm… very rewarding,” Kanzaki Yuto replied after a brief pause, a faint smile on his face.
Miyuki was momentarily taken aback—not expecting such a response.
“Ha!
Haha!” Miyuki laughed heartily.
I knew it!
This kid is going to be fun!
He could already see the interesting times ahead with this little underclassman.