"Good shot, batsman out!"

"That guy from Kawashima is very imposing."

"His goal is to return to the bench, and he actually opened the strongest mode for the juniors, is he a descendant of Tanba?"

The audience was praising and complaining on the sidelines.

"Good ball, Kawashima-senpai."

"Two out!"

"Good ball, Kawashima."

"Let them fight here more!"

"Let's show that too!"

"Come, kill him!"

It was as if they were going to spit out all the words in their hearts, but in the end, they only gathered that.

'Those of us who have a chance to perform are okay, and some of the third-year players are not going to be able to participate in this game. ’

Squatting on the home plate hunting ground can take in the whole court situation, the referees on the base, the caddies, and even other seniors who are not here to collect information.

Thinking of the poignant words that Superintendent Kataoka said before,

"The game between the second team and the new players starts in the afternoon, but the purpose of this game is to select the players who can be the team's fighting power, and I can't let all the third-year players play."

Some of the seniors who already knew it silently lowered their heads, evoked a knowing smile, and then looked at Superintendent Kataoka seriously and said,

"I understand, we take turns refereeing on base."

"We will also assist the main players to practice independently."

Everyone looked at the few people who spoke out, and looked at them in silence,

"I'm going to watch the final seriously, for the sake of the team's summer."

Abian said calmly, Superintendent Kataoka looked at the children in front of him, paused, and then said,

"Hmm.... Please. ”

"Shortstop!"

Hearing the sound of the catcher's prompt, Takatsu hurriedly ran to the landing of the baseball and received the ball.

Since I am standing here in their place, I must not behave too ordinarily!!!" ’

"Bang!"

"Three out, offense and defense exchange!"

'Damn, the defense is so strong! ’

The beater looked at the high-spirited seniors and thought with hatred.

"The senior team members who have been trained under Kataoka's supervision are really more united than the new team members, and they are all very clear about their responsibilities."

In the interval between the exchange of attack and defense, Superintendent Kataoka gave instructions,

"Kawashima, your ball is still not tricky enough, it all depends on the opponent not playing well, and you will throw another game!"

"Yes!"

"From the fourth inning defense, the third baseman, the first baseman, the left fielder substitution."

"Yes!"

"First grade! Change the shooting combo and defender! Pitcher Asada to pitcher hill, catcher Okumura, third baseman Ito, second baseman Seto! ”

"Good! Let's go! ”

Seto uses his own way to bring the atmosphere of the rest area and the people who are about to play. Yohei Kuki, who was gone, also said to Aada,

"Come on, Asada!"

And Asada, who was caught in his own thoughts at the moment, didn't hear it at all, and there were only two sentences circulating in his mind now,

'Huh? That's it? .... I'm not ready. ’

Seto Takuma looked at the pitcher with a stiff expression, and before he could comfort him, Okumura said first,

"It's going to work, your height, plus the left throw, if you can bend from that angle, the seniors will be overwhelmed."

Asada looked at Okumura with some surprise, Okumura's expression was calm and serious, which made Asada subconsciously believe what he said,

"Let the seniors see the ambition of the canteen to eat the tail truck..."

'Ah, at that time... At first I thought he was a guy who had a rude attitude towards his seniors, but then I kept thinking about it.

Actually, maybe he saw the senior urging me to eat, and deliberately helped me talk in order to help me out, but in fact, he has always treated me as a companion....'

Thinking of this, Asada Haofumi said a little nervously,

"I don't know if I'll be able to live up to your expectations, but I'll do my best."

Hearing him say this, Mitsushu Okumura, who was tidying up his protective gear, looked at him and said,

"You don't have to respond to my expectations..."

"Huh??"

"Our opponents are seniors, let's focus on getting the number of outs in front of us first!"

“.. Well.. Hmmm.."

"The game is only three rounds, as long as they are eliminated one by one and the points lost are controlled to a minimum, there will definitely be a chance to turn defeat into victory."

For some reason, Asada listened to strong desire and ambition from under Okumura's calm voice,

'This man is serious! ’

"Guangzhou, no matter when, who the opponent is, he will go all out.... So it's dangerous, I can't leave him alone. ”

Seto Takuma whispered beside Asada Hirofumi, obviously it was quiet enough, but Okumura, who was sharp-eared, still heard it, and looked coldly in the direction of the two,

"Tuo, what were you talking about?"

"Nothing! I'm saying it's not going to be boring with you. ”

It's about to be a game, and Okumura Mitsushu doesn't want to worry so much, just reminds,

"You have to take care of the infield defense thoroughly, Ato."

"Huh? Ay? ”

"We have to start with the garrison to create a rhythm!"

Asada looked at the two people who were softly saying those amazing words in front of him,

'These two men are not .... Really planning to win the seniors? ’

After being substituted, the current guards have the opportunity to try out and pass the ball, and after practicing a few times of linkage, you can also see the high level of Okumura Mitsushu.

"That catcher has a nice shoulder. What about pitchers? It's a little thin..."

"No matter how you look at the pitch, the speed of the pitch will not exceed 120 kilometers per hour, but that height depends on the level of ball control."

Standing outside the field, Yusei Shoji and Yui Xun could also hear what the audience next to them said, and seeing the situation on the field, Yui Xun said,

"This game is really difficult, the first-year players have not actually participated in practice.

The players didn't know each other very well, so they had to compete with the seniors in a gradual groping situation.

Neither the supervisor nor the deputy superintendent are in the bench, so it's unlikely that they will have a decent match. ”

However, what the supervisor wants is a player who can show a presence in this situation. ’

After the start of the match, Asada was knocked out of the hit due to excessive stiffness, even though Mitsushu Okumura tried hard to remedy it.

'Wow, ahhh Come up and be sunk! ’

Asada followed the trajectory of the baseball and turned his body, and when he saw the landing point and the base bag where the runner was, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

'Great, just a second base hit. ’

Rong Chun also stood on the fence of the rest area after his own small pitcher played, leaning on and watching the game, looking at the juniors who were very tall but weak, Rong Chun thought worriedly,

'Even though it's the eighth batter, our seniors are very strong, so don't be careless!'

Mitsushu Okumura looks like that again, fierce like a wolf cub, I hope the two of them can get along well.

The little wolf cub should be guided well, because Asada is a very innocent child! ’

After the first shot was hit with a second base hit, Okumura Mitsushu directly asked for a timeout, and when he saw Okumura trotting over, Asada Hirofumi thought he was angry and quickly apologized,

"I'm sorry, I pushed too hard, and I threw it right in the middle."

"No, this ball is good, I'm relieved that you're like this."

"Huh?"

"Because if you want to run away from it, you won't be able to shoot a good ball. Swing your arms as you did just now, so that you can create a contrast between straight and curve balls. ”

“......”

"Alright, come on."

"Yes!"

"You don't need to use honorifics..."

"Ah, I can't help it..."

Seeing that Asada's voice also became normal, Seto also looked proud,

"Shout out, don't look at the light boat, it's actually very good at inciting pitchers..."

In the second half of the third inning, no one was out, there was someone on second base, and Akihiro Kada, the left fielder of the ninth gang, put on a striking pose as soon as he came on the court.

'Strike posture! But just now....'

They don't necessarily concede an out, concentrate on the batter, swing their arms to the fullest. ’

"When you don't have a runner, you do a prep position, but there are a lot of players like this now."

Seeing Asada's pitching posture, the audience thought a lot, and for Asada Hirofumi, he knew his own problems,

'It's easy for a player with a lot of movement to be stolen by the opponent, and I was very reluctant to hear the middle school teacher say this, which is the position I found out after my own research.

Because a pitcher like me who has no personality often pitches with a baserunner...'

"Bang!"

"Good shot!"

'Cast calmly, boy! ’

But on the second ball, the hitter still steadily clicked the baseball, and Asada Hirofumi hurriedly ran to the front and intercepted the ball.

"First base!"

"Oh~~ Sacrifice strike success! One person is out, and there is someone on third base. ”

"Whew...."

'Okay, get one out!' ’

Next, it was the turn of Kenichi right fielder, the first batter of the upper line,

"Then there are the strong batters, and it's a matter of course for the seniors to score, so it's up to you how you score."

After Okumura Mitsushu saw that there was someone on the third base, Takuma Seto waved his hand, and Takuma Seto, who understood what Mitsushu meant, actively guided the garrison of the Uchino,

"Forward! Front! All at the front! ”

The players who were also guarding the infield looked at the front with some concern, not knowing whether to do it, but in the absence of instructions, they heard such a request, and everyone still did as requested.

The movements of the freshmen surprised everyone else,

"The infield is defending in front of the front...."

"Hey, hey, there's an eight-point difference!"

"The way of the world is now holding even a point...."

"No, what he wants to show is the attitude of the game, the strong will to not give up the game!"

The Seido team members, who are also active athletes, understood what the freshmen were doing for the first time. Rong Chun also looked at Okumura Mitsushu with some surprise, then lowered his head and laughed, scratching his head weakly.

"What, that bastard, he's a super hot-blooded guy....'

"Stop this ball! Let him call, Aada! Block him at home plate! ”

"Okay, come on!"

The other player who played with him also actively cheered, while the other who had been on the field for a little longer was full of concern.

The most senior martial artist who made a mistake in the last game, only one sentence in his mind is swiping the screen,

"There is only one chance to make a mistake, as long as you grasp this opportunity, you can offset the accident just now, the accident just now.....

"I'll block it with my body!"

"Come on Asada!"

"Concentrate on the beater!"

"Let's attack!"

"Kill him!"

The field was gradually filled with the cheers of the freshmen, which made the originally nervous Asada happy.

'Wow wow.... The sound of cheering gives me strength....'

"Swing your arms with all your might!"

"The high flying ball is handed over to us!"

Looking at the situation on the field, the nine ghosts who had just come off the field were a little disappointed, but his expression was very happy,

'What, it's more passionate than when I pitch!' Damn, I really want to partner with you, Mitsushu Okumura. ’

"After changing the defenders, the atmosphere has changed a lot."

"Ah, it's getting interesting."

Yui Xun's words made Yusei Shoji look at him,

"If this game can be suppressed at 0 points, the situation of the game will also change."

The preparation of the freshmen not only inspired their side, but also made the players of the second army feel the meaning of provocation.

The fighting spirit of each one is high, especially the current beaters.

And Asada, who was inspired, also wanted to respond to everyone's encouragement, especially Mitsushu Okumura.

He threw the baseball toward home plate with all his might, and the trajectory of the baseball flew towards the hitter's head.

"Explosion!?"

Just as the hitter was making an emergency avoidance, the baseball flew into the glove that Mitsubune Okumura had placed near the hitter's knee at a bizarre angle.

"Bad balls."

“.....”

"What was that ball just now?"

"Curveball?"

"But just the way it fell...."

A [falling curveball] that is rare even among right-handed pitchers and changes dramatically in length! Coupled with the ability to bend along the unique trajectory of the left pitcher, there is no more distinct personality as a pitcher.

How much did he himself realize? ’

Just a short warm-up, Okumura Mitsushu understood the special features of Asada Hirofumi, but I didn't have any knowledge of this talent.

'Ahh

'The batsmen are completely scared, and the next ball is a good shot this time! ’

"Sawamura, isn't that what you just said about the interesting thing about the pitcher in your dorm?"

The players who were still in the rest area eagerly asked Rong Chun, Rong Chun raised a proud face and said triumphantly,

"That's right, that kid I'm a left-handed pitcher and has my own special change ball."

"What are you doing so proudly, it's not your pitching!"

"Please, that's the junior of our dormitory!!"

"Heh.... Your dormitory is the junior of our Qingdao Road, stupid Zecun..."

And Mitsushu Okumura, who thought that the fighter had been frightened, was probably disappointed this time, because as Rongjun said before, all the players were very wary of Aada.

After all, the last pitcher who was said to be interesting by Rong Chun was the Tianjiu Guangsheng who was the third highest in the city!