"Follow the feelings?"

Even if he held it at this moment, he didn't react directly.

The others had more or less bewildered expressions on their faces.

I looked at what my captain said so seriously.

I thought it would be a reliable suggestion.

I didn't expect it, so I came directly to this sentence, "Follow the feeling." ”

That's not an outrageous level, is it?

Miyuki on the side shook his head amusedly.

"Hey, hey, Ashin, although it's just a red and white battle in your own team, it's not a very comfortable thing to be suppressed by your seniors like this, at this time, you're still in the mood to joke...

Kuramochi said with a roll of his eyes.

"I'm joking, I'm serious about it."

It was unexpected.

Shigeru shrugged his shoulders, and continued with a very serious expression and a very serious tone.

"What does Shigano-senpai mean by aiming at the target you want to snipe and then relying on your own on-the-spot judgment to strike?"

Kominato Haruichi on the side said in a tone of uncertainty generally.

The words of Haruichi Kominato.

It also made the eyes of everyone on the side light up, revealing a look of understanding.

“bingo！”

Shigeno snapped his fingers and said with a chuckle.

"The seniors have the methods of the predecessors, and we also have our way, use the purest attack to break the formation of the predecessors!"

Shigero's body leaned forward slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

"Oh oh oh oh!!"

Game 4!

It's already a clearance sequence for the second round.

Seven points behind.

This is the time when you have to chase the points.

Otherwise, in this game, their active team will really lose miserably!

"In the bottom half of the fourth inning, the attack of the active team, the second baseman, the second baseman, Kominato-kun."

"Come on! Spring Market. ”

"Brother Minato-kun! It's up to you to perform. ”

"Spring Market, let's take one!"

"It's the fourth game! It's time to explode! Minato-kun. ”

Set foot in the city of Kominato Haru in the strike zone.

The instant burst of solidarity in the first bench.

Go with your feelings!

Aim for the ball you want to hit.

These thoughts came to Kominato Haru's mind.

Walking lightly to the strike zone, his eyes stared directly at Koichiro Tanba on the pitcher's mound, and he clenched the wooden bat in his hand a little harder.

Slightly moving pace.

Standing straight at the front of the strike zone, he also held a short stick posture directly.

"Huh?"

It's a slightly bizarre approach.

It was also a slight surprise to Chris at home plate.

However, the current situation is entirely on their third-year team.

They only need to play out their own side of the garrison at the most regular pace.

“playball”

"Tamba, let's start with an outside corner, and then use an inside corner to suppress Haruichi, and use the high corner to show your ball power as much as possible."

At home plate, he responded to the high-pitched words of Superintendent Kataoka behind him.

Chris's figure moved slightly outward, and he quickly made a gesture code.

"Well, I understand, Chris."

On the pitcher's mound, Koichiro Tanba, who bowed slightly, nodded calmly, you know, if you talk about this retirement game, which third-year seniors have the most fighting spirit, it is definitely not the philosophical team that proposed the main game, nor the Isashiki Jun who has been "provoking" the juniors since before the game, but the Tanba Koichiro who stood on the pitcher's mound and substituted for two and a half years in the Qingdao baseball club.

No one wants to show their style more than Tamba with this match.

Although it is said that there is already a seven-point lead at the moment.

However, this is only the offensive and defensive battle of the fourth game after all.

There can be no carelessness.

Here it is necessary to safely suppress the follow-up beaters.

Let this group of boys know the majesty of their predecessors!

"First goal!"

Set the ball cover.

Suddenly dancing figure.

Looking at the figure of Kominato Haru City in the strike zone.

An extremely sharp cold glow appeared in Tanba Koichiro's pupils.

"Whew!"

The arm that shook forward suddenly.

In an instant.

The Polar Shadow that shines out.

Depressed moments.

In mid-air.

Flying towards home plate.

Approaching the high angle position, adjacent to the outside edge.

The pupils of the spring market in the strike area froze, and the steps he wanted to take out forcibly stopped.

"Smack!"

Watching the shadow of the ball in the past.

The next moment you swooped in.

"Good shot!"

"Oooh! The outer corner edge is a good ball belt! ”

"Tsk, that's a tricky way to play."

"There's almost no way for a hitter to hit a batter, this one."

"Tamba is really a little invincible today!"

Perfectly clinging to the cold glow that flies in from the edge of the outer corner.

The majesty of the show.

Haruichi in the strike zone pursed his lips slightly, a look of determination appeared in the depths of his eyes that were no longer covered by bangs, and he leaned forward slightly, and Haruichi clenched the wooden bat in his hand even harder.

"Second ball, low in the outside corner, straight ball!"

The more you have to win on the inside corner.

The more you need to focus your attention on the edge of the outside corner.

Especially in this duel sequence that enters the second round of the mid-game.

Mistakes in any of the pitches.

The consequences will be extremely disastrous.

This is a red-white war.

But it's also a race.

Chris is fully committed to it, using his 100% ability to guide as a catcher.

"Hmm!"

"Whew!"

Flying out of the cold.

It's still a shadow clinging to the edge of the outer corner.

A bitter chill.

The moment the paste comes in.

"Smack!"

It's still a small Minato spring market that doesn't have the slightest intention of moving.

"Bad ball!"

And this one.

But it's a little low.

The moment you don't get in.

Behind him, the words of Superintendent Kataoka's ruling sounded.

"Still don't swing the bat? Could it be that the goal is to aim for the change ball? ”

Two goals in a row don't shoot.

Especially when Haruichi didn't even change his striking posture much.

This also somewhat made the Chris seniors at home plate feel a little confused in their hearts.

But such confusion.

But it was not enough to make Chris's predecessor hesitate.

It is even more impossible to change their ball distribution plan easily.

The decisive gesture code.

"The third ball, a straight ball high in the inside corner, use this ball to chase the hitter, and then use the knuckle ball to get rid of him on the fourth ball."

"Hmm."

The figure that followed the comparison.

"Huh"

A chill in the air.

The moment of depressing.

The moment it flew over home plate.

"It's coming!"

When I came into the eyes of the strike zone Shangchun City.

Spring City's suddenly condensed eyes.

"Huh!"

The figure that pulled out decisively.

A wooden bat that swings suddenly.

A swift trajectory through the air.

"Da!"

overlapping times.

Against the backdrop of this crisp sound.

"Huh?"

"What?"

"Boom!"

A wave of air that exploded.

Home plate.

The light and shadow that flew out upside down.

"Bang!!"

It slammed into the middle of second and third base.

In the case that Nanmu's predecessors didn't have time to take precautions.

Fly out of the realm of the infield.