"One person is out, there are people on first and second base, I'll go, Chengkong's rhythm?"

"Looks like you're planning to counterattack here?"

"Will Qingdao do anything?"

"There's no movement in the bench, huh?"

"Don't you just let Shigerun-kun appear? If this situation is directly blown away, it will be the same share? ”

"Well, in the first few games, including the previous game, Sawamura performed very well, and this trust can still be had."

"But the stakes are a bit high, isn't it?"

"This depends on what Aomichi thinks, you know, next year Shigerun-kun and Miyuki-kun are going to retire?"

"Well, I seem to understand what you say."

The attack at the beginning of the lower line,I originally thought that Qingdao would be more relaxed.,But,First by the eighth bat.,Then the pitch of Ogawa Tsunematsu blasted out a hit.,Then,Finally got the ninth bat's strikeout number to relieve the pressure of the guard.,But it was directly four bad to send Shinichiro.,One person out.,One person is out.,One person is on second base.。

And then it's still the upper line and the center line.

A little careless.

It's the general consequence of destroying the world.

"Sawamura, there's no movement on the bench, what does this mean, you know best, right? The overseer has already said it, and this game is up to you! ”

Even though it is a crisis, he is still a calm and calm catcher.

Miyuki squatted at home base, and the eyes that looked in the direction of the pitcher's mound revealed the truest meaning.

"Yes, Miyuki-senpai! I get it! ”

Sawamura, who was slightly bowed, nodded solemnly.

The situation entrusted to him is the trust of the superintendent in himself.

Even if it is as simple as Sawamura at this moment, it can also be clearly perceived by this.

You just need to understand that.

It was enough for Sawamura to pour infinite power from the depths of his heart.

I want to respond to the expectations of the overseer!

Want to prove your existence!

I want my teammates to recognize me!

“playball！”

Over here!

I'm still pitching!!

"First goal!"

Raised arms, golden halos flickering from condensed pupils.

The power that is all poured into the left arm.

"Inside corner high through ball!"

Favorite! That's the best way to play!

"Huh"

The shadow of the ball was lowered, and the moment it burst out.

The wave that erupted.

Whistling and darting to the inside corner of home plate.

"Inside corner!? At this time!? ”

The looming white shadow.

The arc that instantly catches your eye.

Yamashita raised his eyebrows in the strike zone, and a sinister smile immediately appeared.

"Huh!"

Across the steps of the step.

A metal bat that swings very hard.

The roar of the explosion.

"Boom!"

The next moment.

"Pong!!"

Overlapping shadows.

Violent shaking.

The little ball that squeezed wildly on the bat.

It seems to be as strong as if it is about to be separated.

Yamashita's face changed.

The bat that I almost couldn't control.

"Huh"

The shadow of the ball that flew upside down.

It slammed into the ground in front of third base.

Follow the arc that escapes.

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!!"

"This guy!!"

Look at the shadow of the ball that is scurrying out.

The hill on the strike zone suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on the straight figure on the pitcher's mound, and a faint hint of evil appeared on his face.

This is the third round of the table.

Obviously knocked out of the home run in the last inning.

In this game, he was also chased by his own team.

But!

Why is this pitcher's ball power getting stronger and stronger?

Is this a joke?

"Just a [ ] first-grader, don't be too arrogant!"

"Second ball!"

The direction of the eye, all the strength of the muster.

"Whew!"

The light and shadow that came out.

In the anterior lateral position.

"Huh!"

Another swift dance of a metal bat.

However, in the moments before approaching.

It was as if there had come to a sudden pause.

Dangling arcs.

The moment it came.

It is also a sudden downward trajectory.

"Speed Ball!!"

"Smack!"

There is no way to capture the trajectory.

The ball that didn't go in.

"Good shot!"

And then the verdict sounded.

It also made the expression of this Chengkong's second stick instantly gloomy, and his expression was as dark as the bottom of the pot.

"Oooo The second ball, a variable speed ball in a slight position, perfect speed difference control, a falling arc near home plate, the hitter Yamashita Jun simply failed to seize the accurate swing time, two good balls, Qingdao throw, successfully chased the hitter!! ”

There is no avoidance, and there is no retreat.

Even if it's a crisis where there are people on first or second base.

The vertical and then face is the sequence of clearances to be turned.

But only at this moment.

"I want to prove myself!"

"Third goal!"

Raised right leg, raised arm.

Hold the ball tightly in the palm of your hand.

The arm that swung forward suddenly.

"Whew!"

This cold light flew out of his fingers.

Aim for the position of the ball cover that Miyuki has set.

The moment it flew in.

"Imp! How could you be so reckless every time!! ”

The round eyes reflect the trajectory of the ball in the pupils.

Yamashita gritted his teeth, and when he was being chased, Yamashita, who had lost his way out, stepped out of his footsteps, and quickly pulled the figure that came to open.

"Huh!"

A metal bat that swings vigorously.

Rubbing of metal.

The shadow of the ball that comes in.

"Pong!!"

"What!?"

Overlapping moments.

Sparks burst out.

There was no texture at all.

The look of the attack zone on the mountain and down the mountain changed greatly.

However, this is already an uncontrollable, and even more irreversible blow.

"Whoosh"

The shadow of the ball that bounces out.

"Bang!"

It slammed into the ground in front of the pitcher's mound.

"How can it be repaired!"

"Oh oh oh oh!?"

"Sawamura! Second base! ”

Three figures galloping.

Sawamura, who also flew towards the ball shadow in front of him.

The voice of the Miyuki seniors that he is most familiar with rings in his ears.

It's like a frozen space.

"Huh? It's second base! ”

Moment.

It's like eternity.

"Smack!"

Included balls.

Raised eyelids.

"Sawamura!"

Kurama, who galloped to second base, raised his left-handed ball sleeve.

It's just eye contact.

"Kuramochi Senpai!"

Sawamura suddenly turned around and quickly shook the arm in his hand.

"Whew!"

The shadow of the ball that flashed out.

"Damn! Catch up!! ”

Compare it to the one who flew to second base with a hideous expression.

"Smack!"

Kuramori took a step ahead, caught the ball steadily, stepped on the base, and then jumped up again.

A small white ball that is thrown out.

"Huh"

"Smack!"

Fly to the ball in front of first base.

It was also caught firmly by the front garden.

"Out!"

"Double kill!"

"Three outs, offense and defense exchange!!"

Simultaneous rulings sounded.

This red fruit fruit was blocked by the hole attack.

Responding to the high-pitched ruling voice of the presiding judge.

"Oh oh oh

The entire Fuchu Citizen Stadium erupted into an even more intense burst of exclamations and cheers!!