At the end of September, when all the qualifiers for the fall competition ended, the sixty-four teams that officially participated in the autumn competition were also officially decided, and on the occasion of the upcoming competition, in the daily training of Qingdao High School, Shigerano Shin, as the ace, finally officially returned to the pitcher mound in the true sense!

In the past nearly a month of training, Shigerno has almost been based on basic training, and the usual pitching training is only in the cowshed, not to mention the qualifiers, all of them are starting outfielders, and, in the daily garrison training, there is almost no boarding of the pitcher's mound, but more in the outfield, which is also the training menu formulated by Ochiai Hiromitsu, in order to let Shigeno recover his physical condition as quickly as possible.

And after almost a month of rest.

This is the week before the race.

Shigerano is finally able to officially return to his home field as a pitcher.

"This morning's training is still based on garrison training, with four pitchers from the first army coming on in rotation, and at other moments, they are replaced in the outfield for garrison, understand?"

"Yes!!"

The division of labor is clear, the arrangement is reasonable, and the rhythm is stable.

This is a simulated combat garrison drill arranged by Qingdao High School.

The most important thing is to test the tacit understanding between the infield guards.

"First one person out, second base has a situation, infield, pay attention to the strike, outfield, choose a fixed point to guard!!"

In the position of the home base, it is naturally Miyuki and Ono to rotate squatting and catching, and in this last month of training, in order to allow Ono, who has just joined the first army, to adapt to the rhythm of the team faster and better, in the simulated garrison moment, Kataoka Superintendent is to arrange Ono Hiroshi to do more squatting and catching as much as possible, in such a real battle, it is also the best way to increase the tacit understanding between catchers and pitchers, four pitchers in the first army, Ono Hiroshi must be able to adapt and keep up with its rhythm, in order to be qualified to be called the catcher of the first army!

"Oh? Today's training? Shigerun-kun finally made it to the pitcher's hill, huh? ”

"Tsk, it seems that the recuperation time is officially over."

"I used to just watch Shigeruno-kun pitch in the cowshed, but today I finally made it to the pitcher's hill."

"After all, it's the end of September, and the draw ceremony for the main competition will be in a few days, and the autumn main competition will be less than ten days away."

"His Royal Highness the Tyrant of Tokyo has officially returned, and the rest of the team is going to tremble, right?"

"You can see a little bit of Shigeruno-kun's state in training, of course, the focus is on the performance in the main game."

In the order necessary, Shigerino Shin who climbed the pitcher's mound.

It also directly triggered the small climax of the surrounding audience.

You know, they have been for nearly a month, and they haven't seen Shigerino Shin on the pitcher's hill, and the same is true for the first three qualifiers, Shigerno has simply appeared as a four-batter outfielder, which makes those spectators who want to see Shigerino Shin pitch a little dissatisfied, and the warm-up pitching in the cowshed is not good enough at all.

Now, although it is only an internal simulated guard training, it is quite satisfying to see Shigeno ascend the pitcher's mound, which is quite satisfying for some avid fans.

"Shigerun-kun, today's ball is limited to pitching, first an inside corner."

Hiroshi Ono, who was squatting at home base, stood up, waved at the pitcher Mokami Shigerun, and said loudly.

"Ah, I understand, Ono."

Shigeno chuckled and nodded, his right foot gently rubbing against the dirt on the pitcher's mound, feeling the different kind of fullness.

Pitcher's Hill!

Really.

Pitcher!

It's the most reassuring thing to stand here!

A real battlefield that a pitcher should have.

No matter when or in what realm, I don't want to give up my position easily!

"Sure enough, I'm still a pitcher!"

Shigero's right hand clenched slightly, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a beautiful arc, and an extremely bright brilliance appeared in his pupils at this moment.

Second base runner – Hakushu.

The hitter in the strike zone - Hideaki Tojo.

"This is the first time I've faced up to Shigerun-senpai at such close range."

Tojo walked into the strike zone and looked at Shigerno Shin on the pitcher mound, it must be said that even Tojo, who had transformed into an outfielder, still did not completely give up the possibility of being a pitcher.

Tojo took a deep breath and gently swung the metal bat in his hand to strike in front of him.

"Please give me a lot of advice, Shigerino-senpai!"

The eyes that looked at each other, the light of the fire that danced out.

"It's a nice expression."

Shigero, who was standing on the pitcher's hill, had the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and a faint smile flashed at the corners of his eyes.

It's like the moment when Ono at home plate sets up the ball cover.

"Boom!"

Footsteps ahead.

"Tojo-kun, the first ball, high in the inside corner!"

It only limits the inside corner, but it does not limit the training of the ball.

Shigerno Shin shouted out the words at the moment when he raised his arms.

"Huh!?"

In an instant.

All the power that was completely unleashed.

Catharsis in one breath!

"Huh"

The moment of bloom.

The approaching ball.

The shadow that came straight to the top of home plate.

"So fast!"

Obviously, Tojo has played a straight ball several times, but at this moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, and it seemed that he couldn't keep up with the trajectory.

"Huh"

It's just a metal bat that is flicked by instinct.

"Boom!"

However, the ball flew over the sky in advance, accurately avoiding the intercepted metal bat, and swooped into the ball sleeve of Hiroshi Ono behind him.

The loud sound of falling.

What contrasted was Tojo's stunned expression on the strike zone.

Looking back.

The standing figure that came into view.

"Is this Shigerun-senpai's pitch!?"

It's like being completely shocked by the perfect suppression.

Powerful inside corner high straight ball.

It's like announcing the powerful return of His Highness the Tyrant!!

———— Dividing Line————

"Whew... Satisfied. Satisfied... ”

The end of the first round of Garrison Training.

Shigeno returned to the bench, leaned against the bench behind him, let out a long breath, and moved his neck.

"Yo, hard work, Shigerun, here's a towel and a drink."

Sachiko Umemoto, who had been guarding the bench all along, immediately handed over a towel and a drink when Shigeru returned to the bench.

"Oh, it's 3Q, Memoto."

Shigeno smiled and took the towel and drink, nodded, and replied.

"It seems that the state is still very good, Shigerun, the pitching is still so imposing, it is really worthy of our ace adult."

If you are not a baseball fan, it is absolutely impossible to join a baseball club like Qingdao High School as a manager, you know, Qingdao Baseball Club is not an ordinary club, and the working hours of these female managers are almost the same as the training time of the players, and sometimes even a little more.

Even if baseball is the national sport of Japan.

Throughout Japan, the number of female managers in the baseball club of Seido High School is definitely the largest, if not the highest, in the country.