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` ⇢「 ♦ 」» “There has to be a baseball field in this big city and I will find it!” Raising his balled fist up in the air, his eyes shined with determination and resolve. His loud booming voice gained the attention of the people around him; but he remained unperturbed by their gazes. He was far too concentrated on his own goal. Shoving the cellphone he received in his pocket, he broke off into a sprint and began dashing around the unknown area. Disappointment greeted him every time he entered a new street. The lack of sporting grounds in general was troubling, but he refused to give up and continued running.
His eyes widened in shock when a strangera abruptly appeared out of a corner he was about to run into and stood directly in front of him. Fortunately, he was able to stop before he could crash onto the other. Breathing heavily, he took a deep breath to control his breathing before pointing at the tall guy. ”What are you doing?! I could have crashed right into you! You don't just stop right after cutting a corner!”
