Chapter 1787: The offensive posture shown

"Hmmm! I get it! Okumura-kun! ”

The calmness of the catcher can infect the pitcher.

This has led to the atmosphere.

On the pitcher's mound, Asada who bowed his body slightly took a deep breath, and this calmed down his emotions.

“playball!!”

Compare to the high-pitched words of Superintendent Kataoka behind home plate.

"First goal!"

In Mitsushu Okumura, the ball cover position is set on the outside moment.

"Whew!"

Pitcher mound above.

Asada Haofumi's subconsciously straight body, his arms moving quickly.

The location of the fixed point that is being seen.

The next moment.

The left arm that flung forward suddenly.

In an instant.

Balls flying out.

It turned into a bright white light in the air.

Race in the direction of home plate.

Location.

The ball that is very much deflected to the inside.

"Huh!?"

Mimura's pupils on the strike zone froze.

"Huh"

There was no hesitation at all to wave the metal bat decisively.

"Pong!!"

"Ahhh

The moment it overlapped, there was a violent sound of falling.

This is precisely captured by the ball.

Compare to the expression of Asada on the pitcher's mound that instantly panicked.

"Huh"

The shadow of the ball that flew straight upside down.

Shine in the sky.

Quickly flew to the farthest position in the middle field, and fell down in an arc.

"Bang!"

The ground resounded against the dust that had been raised.

"Dadada!"

The figure that galloped up quickly.

"Safe base!!"

With this far-reaching hit, Mimura easily climbed to second base.

"Whew. Luckily, it was only a second base hit. ”

And after seeing the ball fall to the ground, Mimura went to base.

Asada on the pitcher's hill was relieved at this moment, and he didn't go out, as long as he didn't lose points directly.

This is the truest thought in Aada's heart at this moment.

And it was just after this blow was blasted out.

"Pause."

Above home plate.

Okumura shouted a timeout without hesitation and trotted towards the pitcher's mound.

"It's completely off.,Just now Okumura's ball sleeve was placed on the outside.,The ball that Asada-kun threw was completely turned into a straight ball in the red.,If it's not for Mimura's reaction a little slower.,This ball is likely to go out directly.。

Slightly closer to first base, outside the field, Miyuki looked at Okumura, who was running towards the pitcher's hill, shifted his gaze to Asada, shook his head slightly, and said softly.

"Asada-kun is probably a little nervous, in our session, Asada-kun is also the more introverted type."

Yui Xun on the side also nodded after hearing Miyuki's words, and said in agreement.

"It's not a big problem to be nervous with one goal, after all, when you first appear, you have to face the strong attack of your predecessors, and you have to build on the situation of losing points in the first three games, no matter who it is, you will be nervous, and the most important thing is to look at the follow-up pitching, I don't know how the little wolf cub will guide Asada anymore."

Shigerino Shin had a normal expression, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile.

This red-white battle is not so much about the performance of the pitcher as it is about the guidance of the catcher.

To put it bluntly.

Mitsushu Okumura's every move will greatly affect the rhythm of the next race!

"No problem, your ball is very powerful, I was worried just now that you didn't dare to win, now there is no problem at all, throw the ball at your own pace, we will cover you well!"

Pitcher mound above.

Okumura Mitsushu looked at Asada's somewhat uneasy expression, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a hint of good-looking arc, and said softly.

"Huh?"

"Come on! Aada, it doesn't matter! You can do it! ”

And it seems to prove Okumura's words.

Seto, who was on second base behind him, also raised his right hand at this moment, waved it vigorously, and said loudly.

"With them behind you and me in front of you, fight boldly, Aada!"

The most inspiring words.

This is the move that most inspires the pitcher's inner strength.

"Yes, Okumura-kun!"

Ease the panic, this regained the sense of security.

In response to Okumura-kun's expectations! Definitely have to respond to Okumura-kun's expectations!

Infinite power welling up from the depths of the heart.

Asada Haofumi's body straightened up subconsciously, and the beautiful luster that overflowed from his pupils.

"Well, then, let's go!"

"Yes!!"

No need for too many words.

All that is required is to stimulate the pitcher's instincts.

"Fourth stick, guerrilla, Takatsu-kun."

No one is out, there are people on second base.

It was Takatsu Hirotomi's turn.

"First goal! Straight ball high in the inside corner, as close to the chest position as possible, you don't need to care too much about the ball, you want a sense of urgency! ”

Than Takatsu to the moment of the strike zone.

on home plate.

Okumura quickly made a gesture to Asada on the pitcher's mound.

Okumura, who knew very well that Asada didn't have a particularly good ball control, didn't make too many demands on the ball, and just asked Asada to throw a tight angle as much as possible.

I want to use this way to suppress the blows of my predecessors.

Even as the weaker side.

Okumura still has to uphold a strong offensive posture!

"Hmm!"

“playball!!”

Falling high-pitched words.

Raised left arm.

There is no need to think too much about pitching.

Especially for Asada.

At this moment, it was enough for him to follow the instructions of Okumura-kun, whom he admired in front of him!

"First goal!"

"Boom!"

Footsteps ahead.

Arms that have never been raised higher.

Small balls clenched on fingertips.

The moment when you swing forward with force.

"Whew!"

The cold light that flew out was aimed at the inner position.

A small ball that runs straight in.

"It's coming!"

When it comes into the depths of the eye.

Gao Jin raised his eyebrows in the strike zone, and the figure that was cut open, and the trajectory of the ball shadow that was quickly captured.

"Huh"

A metal bat swinging in front of the side.

The clinging striker.

"Pong!!"

The moment of overlap.

The loud sound of falling.

"Whew!"

The white shadow that flew out upside down.

At a moment when Aada's heartbeat stopped instantly.

"Bang!"

The ball that escaped slammed into the ground in front of third base and bounced off the boundary.

"Snap"

"Out of bounds!"

than the judgment of the base, the words fell.

Hirofumi Asada breathed a sigh of relief again.

"Inside corner high straight? This first-year catcher is really guts! ”

Takatsu moved his position slightly sideways, and glanced at Okumura, who was squatting near his left, and a sharp cold glow appeared in his pupils, and he thought secretly in his heart.

No need to look at the pitcher.

That's basically Hirofumi Asada who can see through the essence at a glance.

From Takatsu's point of view.

The current batch of first-year freshmen who have been replaced.

The only thing to be wary of is the first-year catcher who looks very calm next to him, as long as he is suppressed, or defeated, the game can be directly over.

"Second goal! It's still the inside corner, and this ball is a little higher! ”

Offensive stance as much as possible.

"Hmm!"