Takezawa's Ghost - Episode 6

Metal bat.

It is a tool that exists for hitting baseballs.

It’s not meant to hit people over the head.

Although it deviates from the correct method, I would like to use it as correctly as possible.

For example, adjusting your form.

“Mmhmm!! Mmhmmmm!!!”

“Three full swings. That’s it. Any more than that and you might die.”

“Mmmmmmmmm!!!!!!”

“If I die… well, sorry.”

I’m shocked at how irresponsible I am.

But Aida, to whom I am indebted, is more important than this strange woman.

I’m not saying forgiveness.

Hate me wholeheartedly.

Hate, despise, and curse me.

That’s all I’m going to do from now on.

I’m using a haphazard disguise of sunglasses and a mask, but there’s still a chance I’ll be found out.

If you get caught, you’ll go to jail.

It’s okay.

It wasn’t a particularly impressive life to begin with.

“Okay, let’s go for the first one.”

I recreated the form of a professional baseball player that I saw yesterday and swung the bat with all my might.

Grrrrr.

A dull sound rang out.

It’s an unpleasant sound.

I know nothing about music, so I don’t know, but I wonder if this is what they call discordant sounds.

No. No.

This isn’t music or anything like that.

If dissonance is the strange noise that comes from doing something to entertain people, then this sound is even worse.

It’s a horrifying sound that should never be allowed for the public to hear.

Two more times.

I feel depressed.

“Uhh…”

It seems that Kanzaki Miiko doesn’t even have time to scream anymore.

Of course. Bl00d is trickling from my head.

Come to think of it, the water tap in my kitchen used to only flow at this speed.

I need to fix that soon.

I wonder how much money it will cost. I don’t want that.

“Uh… okay. Now for the second one.”

Ggggggg.

Hmm. It’s a bit off compared to before.

It hit my ear a little.

That’s fine, but due to some strange obsession, next time I want to hit only the head.

Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz.

Before the final swing, I decided to try out some practice swings.

As I do this, I remember the few months I spent in elementary school when a friend invited me to join a Little League baseball team.

My friend’s eyes lit up as he talked about his dream of going professional and going to Koshien, but I wasn’t that serious about it.

The main reason I joined was that I didn’t want to lose the few friends I had.

So I quit before I got swept up in the atmosphere that was gradually becoming more serious.

My friends and parents kept telling me that it was a shame that I had become so good at the sport, but I was just playing baseball as an extension of my leisure time, and I had no intention of taking it seriously.

Since then, I have only touched a bat a few times. The last time was when I hit a few balls at this batting center as a souvenir.

However, baseball fever is now being rekindled.

I wanted to hit the ball as accurately as possible, or rather, hit the head this time. That was the only thing going through my mind at the moment.

“…Okay.”

It looks like I can go.

One last swing.

Swing the bat with all your might.

GGGGGGGG.

This is the best response I’ve ever had.

And a tremendous amount of bl00d.

The bl00d is now flowing with the same force as a normal faucet.

An ambulance is supposed to be arranged within an hour, but if things aren’t going well, I could die.

Well, either way, my role is done.

“How is it? Do you feel better?”

I asked the ghost who had been watching from beside me the whole time what he thought.

silence.

I don’t even have paper and a pen.

It’s a bit sad that even though I tried my best, there was no response.

“……thank you”

I thought so, but a voice came back to me instead of text.

Come to think of it, when he was acting like a poltergeist, he screamed when I yelled at him.

In that case, is it strange that he could make a sound?

“……Thank you”

There’s still a little time left until the ambulance arrives.

Put in your money and step into the batter’s box.

He hit the ball at a reasonable speed of 80 km/h.

It feels good, as expected.

If it was that much fun, I might have liked to continue for a little longer.

I thought that as I looked at the bloody Bad.