Alternate Title: There is a cute side to Jun-senpai.
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Hazui Tadanori, First Year
If Tadanori had to choose one upperclassman that he liked most, he would probably choose Isashiki Jun. Don’t get him wrong, Ryousuke-senpai is a very kind (questionable) and noble (also very questionable) upperclassman, but there is something in the way Jun would yell at him for not hitting the balls hard enough or asking him the very personal question of “Why the hell would you switch to outfielder? Don’t give up, dammit! You’re better than this, Hazui!” that just gives Tadanori the warmth and comfort he never knew he needed. Ryousuke was a professional man, knowing the right time and the right place to act whereas Jun had trouble drawing the line between close enough and too close, that was the difference between the two and despite having their own charms, Tadanori, in a way, still preferred Jun.
So it came to no surprise to Tadanori when he offered himself to go along Jun’s visit to the doctor. Oota-sensei had called in sick that day, and Tadanori happened to be in the right time and in the right place—returning the first aid kid he had borrowed from the nurse’s office (Shirasu tripped down a hill on that day’s PE lessons) and overheard Takashima-sensei talking to the outfielder.
“I can go by myself,” Jun whined, his voice bitter. “I don’t need a babysitter.”
“I do believe so, Isashiki-kun,” Takashima-sensei sighed and pressed her glasses up her nose. “I would let you go if you weren’t injured, but this is a different case.”
“Takashima-sensei can’t go?” Tadanori asked, sliding himself in the conversation after debating in his mind whether or not he should, and the woman shook her head. She then quickly explained that she was going to show a potential Seidou player around that day—a pitcher who apparently slapped the hell out of his opponents? Tadanori couldn’t be bothered enough about him to learn about the details.
“Ah? That one?” He frowned. Ever since he heard about him from Kazuya, he had hoped that the pitcher decided against going to Seidou—in any kind of form, Tadanori hated players who uses violence to get their point across. For Tadanori, that must be the lowest someone could go. “Maybe I can go with Jun-senpai, then?”
The offer caused both Jun and Takashima-sensei to snapped their heads towards him.
“Really?”
“Haaah?”
Came both their responses. Tadanori rubbed his neck and smiled sheepishly at how different the two answers came out.
“Hell no, Hazui.” Jun glared at him with veins looking like it was about to pop, though his face was red to the tip of his ears as if the thought of Tadanori going with him to the hospital would be the most embarrassing thing that he was forced to do. “I don’t need a little kid to be taking care of me.”
“Jun-senpai, I am only one year younger than you,” Tadanori sighed. “Besides, I’m familiar with the hospital.”
Jun blinked. “Why?”
The question caught Tadanori off guard, but before he could look like a fool, he caught himself and answered. “I go there to treat myself too. Besides it’s almost the end of the month, I’m gonna have to go there sooner or later…” Tadanori watched Jun’s expression, his gaze then flickered from the senior to Takashima-sensei (who was giving him a look). “So I think it’ll be more efficient to go together, right?”
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𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅𝐅. furuya satoru
Fanfictionㅤ ㅤhazui tadanori, monster pitcher in middle school famous for his unbreakable battery with genius catcher miyuki kazuya, shook tokyo to its core when he entered seidou high as an outfielder. a year later, furuya satoru made it his high school resol...
