Kawakami himself also seems to realize that he just made a mistake in controlling the ball, and the ball that was supposed to be pressed down was not lowered, and the high ball path caused the beaten person to bombard a square, if it can be thrown according to the predetermined ball path, that ball, there is a high probability that the infield rolls the earth, at least it is also an out-of-bounds ball, but unfortunately, because of his own mistake, he was bombarded with a ball, which made Kawakami even more nervous.

"It doesn't matter, no problem, Kawakami, look at me, just wave your arms thoroughly, even if it's a blast, I'll block it for you."

At home base, Miyuki opened his hands and looked at Kenshi Kawakami with a resolute expression, the explosion or something has to be blocked, Miyuki is naturally bragging, not to mention Miyuki, even those experienced and strong catchers can't do it, unless it's a lot of luck, and the angle and height of the explosion won't be too exaggerated.

However, here, Miyuki must bring courage and trust to Kawakami.

Otherwise, the more nervous the pitcher becomes, the more he will be unable to play his own strength, and Miyuki knows this better than anyone else.

Miyuki's extremely determined expression.

It is true that Kawakami has a trace of courage in his heart.

The heart that was originally shaken and flustered also became a little settled down at this time, and in front of him, there was the most trustworthy catcher.

You don't need to be in a hurry.

Just follow the catcher's instructions to pitch the ball, just like before.

Kawakami took a deep breath and pursed his somewhat interfering lips, regaining his composure in his expression, which made a faint smile appear in the corners of Miyuki's eyes at home base.

"Seventh baseman, pitcher, Tanba-kun."

Originally, with excellent ball control, in the junior high school period, as the team's most stable relay pitcher, every time he was able to complete the task of connecting the upper and lower, or the terminator, perhaps, Kawakami, who is not good at other aspects, is absolutely confident in ball control, especially in the original book, after more than a year of high school grinding, the second-year Kawakami, in terms of ball control, is at least the top three in Japan.

It's such a great possession.

In this first year, he showed the excellence that should belong to him.

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Good shot!!"

This location!?

Tanba's seniors, who originally wanted to send the base for a short time, stopped at the same place when they saw the light and shadow flickering.

A little stunned looked at the small ball that flew into the Miyuki ball set, and the next second, his brows furrowed slightly.

The low straight ball in the outer corner, which is well controlled near the knee, makes Tanba's seniors unable to shoot easily, otherwise, there is a high probability that it will become an infield rolling earth, and it will be killed by the first-year freshmen, which is quite bad, and after experiencing the confrontation in the previous game.

Tanba, the seniors, more or less saw that the morale and atmosphere of the first-year team had changed.

Now if they still make mistakes.

Presumably, the first-year team will not let go easily.

And that's exactly what happened.

The senior team is going to control their attack a little bit here, and not give the first-year team a chance to find unnecessary gaps.

That's why I'm going to choose the short way to really push the base pack here, and you must know that Tanba is one of the worst pitchers at hitting it.

It's a pity that the tactical intent of this point.

It was completely perceived by Miyuki.

"The next ball, or a straight ball in the low post in the outside corner, this ball is a little outside, and it doesn't matter if the ball is bad, you must stretch the position out."

Miyuki's fingers moved lightly underneath.

Kawakami on the pitcher's mound nodded solemnly.

The courage that comes with trust, and the sense of stability that comes with calmness.

Just looking at Miyuki's ball cover, the panic in Kawakami's heart was mostly eliminated.

"Da"

"Boom"

The pace of stepping hard, the arm that suddenly waved down, the best of his ability, the most delicate control of the ball, Kawakami trusted Miyuki and burst out all his strength.

"Huh"

"Or the outer corner!?"

Tamba's expression was awe-inspiring, and he quickly bowed down and bent down, that firm striking posture.

It's a pity.

"Huh"

The ball that was obviously out of the way was refracted into the ball sleeve of Miyuki behind him at a very exaggerated angle.

"Smack"

"Good shot!!"

A bat that can't be touched at all.

A stunned expression appeared on Tanba's face, and as far as the eye could see, the slightly upturned corners of Miyuki's mouth made Tanba feel unpleasant that he had been completely calculated.

Not sure why.

It's the moment when I see Miyuki's smile.

In the depths of Tamba's heart, a nameless fire suddenly rose.

"This little ghost!!"

Chase with two straight balls.

Let the last wisp of worry in Kawakami's heart be eliminated.

Pitchers are such creatures.

Sometimes, just two simple goals, as long as simple and direct instructions, can calm them down and give full play to their 100% strength.

In this one.

The role of the catcher is self-evident.

The one who was in front of the pitcher, sitting in the center.

Catcher.

Pitcher.

The so-called casting partner is talking about such a thing.

"Huh"

No one could have imagined that just one game, just one catcher would play.

"Smack"

It's about making a difference.

"Good ball, hitter out!!"

"Oooo

"Tsk, even if the beater is Tanbo, this strikeout is quite powerful."

"That pitcher, he has a good ball control, and he controls it all very carefully in the low post."

"It's mainly guided by Miyuki, okay."

"In this case, the momentum of the second base hit just now was canceled out...

"Hehe, is it worthy of being a specially recruited catcher?"

"It's just as good as last year's Chris."

There were no extra wasted balls, and there was no special tactical attack, just a simple control of the low straight ball in the outer corner, and successfully won Tamba's strikeouts.

Very ordinary, very normal performance.

It can be placed in this matchup.

Three rounds down.

The audience just saw such a normal performance of the first-grade team.

It's just that this normalcy becomes a little special.

"Eight bats, third baseman, Yoshida-kun."

Damn, little ghost, don't think that one number of outs can stabilize the situation, the strength of the seniors, let you see it thoroughly!!

Senior Yoshida, who is in the third grade, stepped into the strike zone with a somewhat hideous expression.

Swinging the metal bat in his hand vigorously, he tried to put pressure on Kawakami on the pitcher's mound and Miyuki who was crouching at home plate.

It's just a pity that this method is of no use to Yuyuki.

"Slightly irritated? In this case, the first ball, throw it here. ”

Yu Xing smiled lightly, a wicked smile from his pupils, and his fingers involuntarily drew a code signal underneath.