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Three years of persistence.

Years of dreams.

Two and a half years of tears and sweat.

Countless hardships paid.

has repeatedly fallen on the threshold of the regional semifinals and finals.

They are also the aces of the team from the fall of the first year.

But he has not been able to lead the team into Koshien.

This is two years ago and even last autumn, the biggest pain in the hearts of the people of the Matsuoka world, every time it is a little worse, every time it always falls at the nearest step, the hearts of the people of the Matsuoka world are extremely unwilling, and even almost sank for a time, it is the expectations of the superintendent, it is the trust of the teammates, and the fire of dreams in their hearts that will not be extinguished, so that it has always supported the people of the Matsuoka world to this point.

The metamorphosis of the Summer Race.

Shame on a smooth bloodbath!

This holy place for the first time.

This stage!

This sense of fulfillment!

This excitement!

It is unobtainable and irreplaceable at any other time!!

Only here.

Only then can I realize my long-held dream and reach the peak that I have always dreamed of!!

"How could you stop here!!"

"Boom!"

The arms that flew up, the steps that slammed forward.

Straight figure.

The aurora flew straight into the direction of home plate.

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Pong"

"It's tricky...

Suppression from the highest angle, leaving no room for the slightest, bursting out with power one hundred percent.

With an extremely violent situation, he forcibly suppressed the warehouse holding in the strike zone.

Kuramochi, who originally wanted to use the distance to pull and create a starting opportunity, was forced to retreat, biting his lower lip, and a very ugly expression appeared in his pupils.

"Bang"

"Out of bounds."

A white shadow that flew out quickly and upside down.

Slammed into the outside of third base.

The verdict that had just fallen.

Compared to Kuramochi, he turned his head and was able to strike at the moment.

"Boom"

"Whoosh"

The left arm that was raised again.

Elevate the light and shadow that is released.

Leaping into the air, inserted into home plate.

"Screwball!?"

Spin at high speed and rush into the ball.

Kuramochi had just flicked his arms with instinct, and for a moment, a stunned look appeared in his pupils.

"Huh"

"Pong"

Too late to respond.

Stirring up light and shadow.

Quickly flickered in mid-air.

"Shortstop!"

The slow ball, the arc that can't get out.

"Smack"

"Out!"

He was steadily caught by Sagara High School's guerrilla Ishikawa and cut down the number of outs.

"Oooh oh!?"

"Very decisive pitching."

"This also means that you will not give up the game, right?"

"Tut, the trump card of Sagara High School, it's really a lot of perseverance."

Intense, hot-blooded, and swaying with the youthful sweat of the teenagers.

That's the biggest attraction of high school baseball.

And the high-level duel presented on such a basis is easy to stimulate the adrenaline of the general audience.

Careers have the wonders of careers.

But there are some bloody moments, touching moments, which are the bloody duels that belong to the student era that cannot be presented in the professional arena!

"Second baseman, second baseman, Ryosuke Kominato."

"Come on! Seido High School! I won't admit defeat lightly!! ”

A figure standing tall on the pitcher's mound.

The faces of the people of the Matsuoka realm appeared with a touch of grandeur.

Let Ryosuke Kominato, who had just stepped on the strike zone, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face was full of fear.

“plyaball！！”

The explosion under the desperate situation, the bloom in the limit.

"First Goal!!"

Shoot every ball as if it were the last!

Treat every fighter as if it were a showdown in Tennoyama!

"Whew!"

"I don't want to have any regrets in the last summer!!"

"Boom"

A rushing wave, a cyclone sweeping up.

A chill that shines through your fingers.

Aim straight into the direction of home plate.

"Huh"

"Boom!"

"So fast!!"

"Good shot!!"

The amount of equipment that belongs to the trump card, this is the last stubbornness and persistence of the famous high school!!

"Oooh! Nice pitching, Matsuoka senpai. ”

"Yo Si! Yo West! Suppressed, suppressed. ”

"Let's take it down like this, Realm People-kun."

"Lord Ace, I'll leave it to you here."

"Rush, Sagara High School."

The final feast must unleash all the remaining power with all its might.

The support teams, including those in the stands, are all at this moment, giving their best to the players of their team, and the last bit of strength to support and cheer.

For!

It's about working together to win this game!!

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

"Bang"

"Out of bounds."

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Bad ball!"

The embodiment of perseverance, the battle of will.

Not only mentally, but also in substance, it is necessary to suppress the beaters of Qingdao High School.

"Fifth ball!"

"Realm people!"

"Ah, I understand!"

Shimmering light and shadow.

Dancing figures.

The strong momentum that will burst out of the desire.

"Boom!"

As he stepped on the footsteps, the whistling white light.

"Whoosh"

Leap beating in front of you.

Ryosuke Kominato's pupils suddenly lit up in the strike zone, and it was too late to take a step.

Before the arms are swinging.

"Boom!!"

The cold light had already flown over the home plate and flew straight into the ball sleeve behind Kunimi.

"Good shot, hitter out!!"

In Ryosuke Kominato's somewhat iron-clad expression.

The presiding referee's ruling words were also immediately high-pitched!!

"It's really, unexpected...

Shigerun, who was standing on the bench wiping his metal bat, raised his chin slightly, and looked at the Matsuoka Kairen on the pitcher's mound, with an inexplicable look flashing in his eyes.

"The third stick, stalwarts, Izaki-kun."

"Soul Fade Fellow! Since you don't want to quit yet, let Uncle Ben help you quit!! ”

Jun Izaki brandished his big stick, with an extremely fierce look on his face, and steadily walked into the strike zone.

Dealing with the Matsuoka people on the pitcher's hill, the hideous look, the scarlet color that appeared in the pupils.

“playball！！”

At the same time as the presiding judge gave an order.

"Boom!"

"Whoosh"

Dancing fast.

This cold light ejected from between the fingers.

Leaping into the air.

Straight towards home plate.

Ball in front of you.

"Huh!"

Jun Izaki's footsteps pressed forward sideways, leaning forward with the center of gravity of his body, aiming at the light and shadow rushing in.

"Pong !!"

"Screwball!?"

Black and white shadows overlapping in an instant.

A sonic boom that exploded.

A wave of terror rippled.

On the strike zone, Jun Izashaki gritted his teeth and swung out the metal bat with great effort.

The collision between electric light and flint.

"Whoosh!"

The shadow of the ball that flew out quickly and upside down.

"Bang"

At the time of its heavy landing.

Izagi decisively threw away the bat and ran towards first base.

"Shortstop."

Assault in the middle of second and third base.

Extremely fast ejection trajectory.

Almost at the moment when the ball came out.

Ishikawa, who flew past by instinctive reaction.

"Smack!"

In mid-air, he narrowly and narrowly intercepted the ball.

A figure that fell heavily on the surface.

"Bang"

Immediately roll up the figure.

"Whoosh"

Swinging arms as hard as they can.

At the moment when Izoshiki will be approaching first base.

"Oh oh oh oh oh!?"

"Smack!"

The little ball that flew in advance.

In the round eyes of the audience.

The first baseman made a solid catch.

"Out!!"

"Three outs, offensive and defensive exchanges!"