First base side, Qingdao High School.

Third base side, Jonway High School.

This is the first race of the spring competition that belongs to the king of Qingdao.

On the high platform on the side of the first base, before the start of today's game, all the remaining members of the baseball club, including the first-year players, also took the Qingdao special bus to the stadium to watch the game, feeling the atmosphere in the field, especially these enthusiastic cheers as if the stadium was the venue of their own school, which made the first-year freshmen all enthusiastic.

"Oooh!? Sure enough, the feeling of stepping on the court is different, the majesty of our seniors" Looking at his own seniors who were warming up in the field, Takuma Seto looked around the entire court, and almost all the spectators focused their eyes on the direction of first base, Seto said with some smack, "Especially the momentum of Shigerun's seniors, it is simply unparalleled." ”

Standing beside Takuma Seto, Mitsushu Okumura still looked indifferent, but when he looked in the direction of Shigeno and Miyuki, who were standing side by side, his pupils still showed a faint brilliance uncontrollably.

"This is the power of our King Qingdao!"

The junior in the dormitory of the Spring City, Mogami Takeshi said with a very proud expression at this moment.

It was as if this glory and this majesty belonged to him.

Asada Haofumi looked at his seniors in the field with a look of obvious envy, and couldn't help but fantasize about whether he could wear the Qingdao team uniform, representing the moment his team stepped on the court.

The extremely simple Yuuki shogun just stared straight at the wide stadium in front of him, as if he was about to exude a very terrifying aura.

And Yui Xun, who was standing side by side with Yuki Shoji, seemed to have a calm and peaceful smile on his face, and the right hand hidden underneath was clenched hard, and a hint of longing faintly revealed in the depths of his pupils represented the obviously not calm heart of this little Shota.

Feel the power of your own team on the pitch! Originally, I was in pursuit of baseball! In particular, there are two back numbers of the first army that were deliberately eliminated by their own supervisors yesterday!

impact.

All of them directly stimulated the most instinctive impulses in the hearts of these first-year freshmen.

than to stand here!

They are even more eager to be able to stand underneath!

Want to play!

I want to join the army!

I want to fight side by side with my seniors! Prove yourself on the biggest stage!

"Buzz-Buzz-Buzz"

"Oooh! Here we go! ”

"Qingdao!!"

"Rush! The first one! ”

"Take it down cleanly, Qingdao!"

"King!!"

Suddenly, a piercing air defense siren sounded.

"Oooooooooooo

"Let's go!"

and the two teams of teenagers who rushed towards the center of the court from the benches on both sides, raised the atmosphere of the court to an extreme height.

"Line up!"

"Salute!"

"Please advise!!"

Two groups of teenagers lined up in a neat row bowed to each other's loud words.

Tokyo Metropolitan Spring Tournament, 3rd Round, Jingu 2nd Stadium, 2nd Race, Seidao High School vs. Jonway High School!

Matchup, on!

"Oh? The first scene is the appearance of His Highness the Tyrant? ”

"It seems to be a lot of face for the opponent?"

"Haha! I'm afraid that Yongyuan doesn't want this face very much, right? ”

"After five months of pitching, we have to see if His Highness the Tyrant has become stronger!"

"If you win, you can't win, it depends on whether Jonway can show the perseverance it deserves, so let's get a few hits or a point!"

"It's hard, it's hard, it's very hard! It's just hard! ”

"The king Qingdao who appeared on the main stage, this is simply hell for Yongyuan...

The third round of Chunda directly kicked off, and the second matchup on Jingu Court 2 flashed the names of the starters on both sides of the electronic scoreboard.

Almost none of the spectators who came to watch this game were optimistic about Jonway before the game, not only on the issue of victory or defeat, but even whether they could get a hit from Shigerano Shin, these spectators were relatively skeptical.

Because His Royal Highness the Tokyo Tyrant is a direct starter as a pitcher.

In the face of such a lineup, Qingdao High School.

How many teams in Tokyo and even all of Japan are qualified to score points from Seido?

Anyway!

The audience did not think that Jonway High School had this qualification and ability.

"In the first half of the first game, Seido High School's attack, the first bat, the shortstop, Kuramochi-kun."

The only thing to look forward to is.

Facing the onslaught of Qingdao.

Can Jonway High School show the corresponding resilience and withstand a certain degree of strong attack, after all, within the scope of the Tokyo Division, Jonway High School also belongs to the team of good guards, and the current Qingdao High School, judging from the performance of last year's autumn competition, is obviously more than a step worse than the previous team, if there is anything to look forward to, it is in the garrison of Jonway High School.

"Come on! Cheetah-sama! The first one! ”

"The first hit of the new season! Go, Lord Cheetah, it's up to you to take it down! ”

"Kurachi!"

"Rush! Kurachi!! ”

In the first half of the first game, Seido High School's offensive sequence.

Seido High School cheetah-sama stepping out of the bench.

The act of carrying the bat on the shoulder, paired with the lifting of the chin and the raising of the eyebrows.

It's a bad boy who wants to go out and fight.

In conjunction with the prestige of Qingdao High School in the whole country.

Looking at Yoichi Kuramochi, who was pacing up to the strike zone.

The Jonwon High School pitcher on the pitcher's mound also couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

A long-awaited battlefield.

It's a familiar breath.

“playball！！”

"Don't be afraid, he's just a high school student like us, as long as he keeps the ball steady and suppressed, he can definitely do it...

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Pong !!"

Flying ball shadows.

A high-altitude position that hasn't been fully taped into.

A metal bat that comes out of your hand.

On the occasion of waving.

Overlapping light and shadow.

"Sorry! You're thinking a little too much! ”

Compared to the fierce expression of Kamikura in the strike zone.

"Boom!"

"What!?"

A small ball that flew straight upside down.

Quickly leaped over the second baseman's head.

"Damn!"

"Bang!"

Outfielders who didn't have time to catch up.

A cheetah-sama who has succeeded in a strong attack.

"Hey, hey!"

"Dadada!"

The engine that started quickly and quickly bypassed the first base.

"Safe base!!"

The stalwart of Jondon in the outfield was just as he could pick up the ball.

Kuramochi was already easily stepping on the second base bag.

Swift figure.

The general audience is naturally used to it.

And the first-year freshmen who saw Kuramochi running the base so fast for the first time all widened their eyes, and even if it wasn't the first time they saw Takuma Seto, they couldn't help but show a look of amazement when they saw Kuramochi's terrifying steps.

I am already very confident in my own steps!

But the feet of this senior are stronger!

"Second baseman, second baseman, Kominato-kun."

The first hitter goes to base.

And it went straight into the scoring lap.

It's the second batter's turn.