Diamond no Ace: Laugh, Love and Live

Progress

A few days had passed after Megumi talked to Coach Kataoka regarding her notebook. He had returned it to her, and she resumed jotting down information about the other members of the team other than the ones who are in the first and second strings.

Coach Kataoka also made an announcement about how he would be choosing two members that he will be assigning in the first string. He also told the whole team that there is a chance for everyone, no matter if it is a third year or even a first year.

It had also been during those few days that Megumi had been informed-thanks to Rei-that Sawamura had apologized to Chris regarding his words and behavior last time. And now, the noisy freshman completely turned into a new leaf, sans his big mouth.

In the beginning, Sawamura did not do Chris's training menu, without making a fuss. But now, after saying flowery comments to Chris, he would then proceed to begin the training that the upper-classman had assigned to him. And Megumi figured that it was also time to forgive the kid for his brash words towards her role model.

With that said, she started paying closer attention to Sawamura's every actions. She made sure to remind him every now and then, but at the same time, she left him to his own devices so that it would not seem as if she is playing favorites. It would do no good to her and the rest of the team if she were to favor someone, after all.

In those past few days, she was also able to learn much more about Furuya-like how he was shunned by the rest of his teammates in middle school, because no one could keep up with his powerful pitches. And that he almost has the same level of idiocy as Sawamura, but more on the reserved side. He was quite endearing actually.

"Fujimoto-san, look out!" Someone shouted from the right side of the field.

The dazed female manager's eyes widened in surprise as she stood, unmoving, while a ball zipped by and missed her face by a few inches. Her hands which were holding her notebook and pen laid limply by her sides.

"Oh my god," were the only words her mouth was able to utter as she stared at the ball that nearly attacked her, laying a few feet before her. She never would have guessed that there will come a time that she will be spacing out during training.

"Oi, are you okay?" She heard Miyuki calling out, as he jogged towards her. Megumi barely registered him waving his hand in front of her face.

She snapped out of her lengthy daydream when she finally noticed the concerned glances that the team threw her way.

"I'm so sorry!" She bowed apologetically, realizing that she had just disrupted the regulars' practice.

"It's fine. It was a misthrow anyway," Miyuki bumped his catcher's glove lightly on her head. The girl flinched a bit before meeting his gaze. Her expression was filled with guilt at the fact that she was distracted during practice that Miyuki felt slightly sorry for her. He found it unusual of her to daze off after all.

"Sorry," Megumi whispered which made the bespectacled catcher chuckle heartily.

"It's all good. Are you alright though?" He asked, his expression brimming with concern.

She nodded eagerly, which nearly scared Miyuki, fearing that her head would fall off at how the girl nodded her head.

"She's alright guys! Just a little disoriented!" The starting catcher yelled at the waiting members who were just as concerned as him about Megumi's well-being. Mortified at Miyuki's side comment, she shoved him off back to the field where he belonged so that the team could finally resume their fielding practice.

"I'll throw a ball at your ass later, Miyuki Kazuya!" Megumi added, before he completely left out of earshot.

"That's a dead-ball, just so you know!" He shouted back out of jest, without glancing back at her before laughing loudly and sitting down on his position after wearing his mask properly.