Believing She Has Been Reincarnated into a Baseball Game, My Little Sister Is Aiming for the Koshien, While I Give It My All to Keep Her from Finding out That It’s Actually an Ntr Game - Chapter 11

In the afternoon, on the field…

In front of me, eight new first-year students were lined up in their uniforms.

Behind them, eleven second- and third-year baseball club members and two female managers (namely Maika and the main heroine, Sakura Miyakotona) were also standing in line.

After the entrance ceremony, Netora Academy’s baseball team officially welcomed its new members.

As the team captain, it was my duty to give the first greeting.

By the way, this scene occurs at the very beginning of the scenario, so I’m actually seeing it on the play screen.

A power-harassing speech by the baseball team captain, showing that, although he’s not seriously committed to baseball, he is extremely strict about seniority. Moreover, while giving his pompous speech, he brazenly fondles the shoulders and waist of his casual fling, the female manager (Maika), and even gropes her chest right in front of the juniors.

This scene, portraying the character of Yamada Kyugo, the homewrecker, and evoking a sense of foreboding in the protagonist’s heart, serves an important role.

However, of course, I won’t replicate such a scene. That’s impossible.

Because there’s one key difference from when I played.

Among the seven boys in short hair and practice clothes, stands one pretty female manager in a tracksuit.

It’s Riko, my adorable sister, proudly watching her brother stand boldly before the team members.

I can’t let such a sister find out that this world is actually an NTR game.

So naturally, I must not give such an irresponsible and inappropriate greeting.

At the same time, I must go to Koshien.

For that, I need their strength.

They must realize that they are characters in a “baseball game,” earnestly aiming for Koshien!

I take a deep breath, puff up my chest, and speak to my teammates in a slow yet clear voice.

“Some of you joined us during the spring break, but let me introduce myself again. I’m Yamada Kyugo, the captain. To all the new students, first, thank you for choosing our baseball club.”

Some of the people in front of me widen their eyes. The members behind them are probably reacting the same way.

To those who knew Yamada Kyugo before I possessed him, it must seem like he’s been transformed. The original Yamada always looked down on people and had an intimidating stance.

Incidentally, it seems that the inhabitants of this world are unaware of the changes in Maika’s and my appearance.

From the reactions of the students and teachers in the classrooms, it’s clear.

The faces on our student IDs, and the images of us at home and on smartphones have also changed to match our current appearances.

In this world, Yamada Kyugo and Maika Hyakunogi have always appeared as we do now—it seems everything has been rewritten.

I continue my speech, making eye contact with each new student.

“I don’t intend to make a long speech. Let’s be concise. This summer, we’re going to Koshien. Absolutely.”

My declaration causes a murmur to arise. Not just from the front, but even the members behind are clearly disturbed.

“I understand your surprise. We’ve always been a weak school that loses in the first round. You must have thought Koshien was out of our reach. But that’s wrong. You all underestimate yourselves too much.”

I turn not only to the new students but also to the older members and state clearly.

“You are geniuses. Chosen ones. No exaggeration. Otani Daishouya, a figure equivalent to Shohei Ohtani in this world, would cry with envy at the gifts you were born with, given by your parents, by God.”

With full confidence, the members open their eyes wide and gasp.

By the way, in this world, Shohei Ohtani’s equivalent is named Otani Daishouya. Obviously, I can’t use real names in such a risqué piece. And he’s achieved things like 15 wins and 30 home runs, or 10 wins and 40 home runs in the majors. That’s overdoing it. Just like a game.

As a final gesture, I bow deeply to the second- and third-year students.

“I apologize for my past behavior as captain. With such a leader, you couldn’t have seriously thought about aiming for Koshien. But from today, I’m changing. Follow me, even if you think you’ve been deceived. Let’s go to Koshien together!”

Despite my sincere attitude, given that I previously dominated the team with violence and power harassment, the members still show hesitation, glancing around to gauge the atmosphere.

Hmm, it’s not so easy after all. The real Yamada must have committed such barbaric acts that can’t simply be forgotten with words, especially in front of Riko.

However, Riko still looks happy, silently mouthing, “Do your best, brother.” I told her it’s a “passionate story of a weak school aiming for Koshien.” She must see it as just another challenge to overcome.

Well, I didn’t expect this speech to solve everything. It’s not a big deal.

The fact that these guys have the strongest gifts is an undeniable truth. I can’t speak of it here because Riko is watching, but later, if I explain the specifics, surely they will be motivated.

For now, I’m satisfied that I could show Riko that I’m serious about aiming for Koshien.

It might not be perfect, but it should pass for this scene.

At the end of the row of members, I give a sign to the gal-type female manager in the tracksuit—Maika.

It seems she shares my thoughts. She shrugs her shoulders slightly, as if to say, “Well, that’s about it.”

“…”

Standing next to Maika, the third-year female manager and main heroine of this game, Sakura Miyakotona, was glaring sharply at me.

Her silky black hair flowed perfectly with her dignified, Yamato Nadeshiko-like demeanor. Her slender eyes were filled with hatred and suspicion toward me.

…Well, that makes sense. This character had received the worst treatment from me. She must be suspecting some ulterior motive behind my sudden change.

Originally, in this scene, Yamada Kyugo was supposed to harass both Sakura and her childhood friend, the protagonist, Makoto Nomo.

Catching them exchanging glances during the speech, he would have yelled at them, and then, with a sleazy laugh, topped it off by crudely mocking their relationship and making inappropriate remarks.

This might be a bit problematic. If Riko notices the sharp glares from the female manager, it won’t be easy to brush it off.

Why would a captain in a heartfelt baseball game be glared at so intensely by a female manager? It’s hard to explain.

A dignified Yamato Nadeshiko character glaring sharply? It only brings to mind that kind of situation.

No choice. It might be a bit unnatural, but I’ll have to forcefully cut this scene short and escape!

Noticing her glare, and perhaps coming to the same conclusion I did, Maika opened her mouth to say something.

“I was moved, Kyugo-senpai! No, Captain!”

But before we could continue, a high-pitched male voice, belonging to the thin, long-haired protagonist of this world, Makoto Nomo, interrupted with his crisp lines.

“Ah, Nomo, huh?”

Caught off guard by this unexpected direction, Nomo rushed over to me, saying,

“I want to go too, to Koshien. There’s a reason I absolutely have to go! So I believe in what the Captain said! We do have talent!”

His eyes sparkled as he firmly gripped my right hand with both of his.

I see. It makes sense for him to react this way.

Even though Yamada Kyugo’s brutal NTR actions may have broken his heart, originally, he was a refreshing baseball boy determined to take his childhood friend, Sakura, to Koshien.

This cheerful protagonist then looked around at the other team members with a smile.

“Everyone! And the seniors too! Let’s believe in the Captain! Let’s go to Koshien! With our Netora Academy Baseball Team!”

Inspired by his enthusiastic encouragement, the members froze for a moment but then, spurred on by applause coming from behind—well, from my twin sister—they began to clap their hands.

“Thanks, Nomo! And everyone, I’m counting on you! This is our chance to change!”

The atmosphere within the baseball club began to buzz again, but this time, it was filled with a more positive energy.

“If Kyugo-san says so…,” “Yeah, let’s give it a try, just to see,” “I actually had dreams of Koshien when I first joined, too.”

The mood had completely shifted to aiming for Koshien.

As expected. I believed in all of you.

Because you’re just background characters in an NTR game. Just spear carriers. Mere extras. Main antagonists like me can’t be defied. When it comes to going with the flow, there’s no one better.

“Ufufu, as expected of you, brother! I’m looking forward to Koshien!”

Riko was also smiling with satisfaction.

Alright, the first hurdle has been cleared!