"Whew!"

"Huh!"

Jun Izashaki swung the bat in his hand vigorously, and then watched as the flying baseball fell rapidly as it entered home plate, staggering past the bat he had swung.

"Boom-boom-"!

The baseball that flew out of Koichiro Tanba's hand slammed into the net behind Jun Izashaki, making a loud noise.

"Oh-" the others exclaimed in unison.

"What do you mean?" Koichiro Tanba shouted at the person who had just exclaimed.

"Cast beautifully!"

"You're not bad, Tanba."

"Tanba gave me three strikes, Izzoshiki!"

"Shut up, you bastards!" In the cheers of everyone, Jun Izashaki's voice was particularly loud.

Outside the training ground, several first-year freshmen were standing outside the fence and watching the second-year seniors who were practicing throwing inside.

"In tomorrow's game, it should be this senior who will pitch on the court." Kenta Maezono watched Tamba-senpai's pitch and said to the person next to him.

"A longitudinal curved ball with a very exaggerated arc!" Kenjiro Hakushu stood next to Kenta Maezono and watched the situation on the training ground.

"Captain Tanba's pitching momentum is really strong." Kenshi Kawakami felt that he did not have the courage to throw a ball in front of his predecessor with a fierce expression.

"Be more confident, Kawakami, you're a rare side pitcher." As he spoke, Miyuki Kazuya saw that on the training ground, Masuko knocked out an outfield long shot at Tanba's pitch: "Although it may be a little weaker in terms of strikes, but according to my observation of Tanba seniors, Tanba seniors' hitting level is also very poor, you can rest assured." ”

"On this point, Miyuki is right." Kuroza Naoya took over the conversation, turned to Kawakami Kenshi and said, "Kawakami, as a pitcher, you really have to be confident!" ”

After listening to this, Kenshi Kawakami turned his head to look at Takuya Kimura, who was staring at Senior Tanba with a warlike face, and said that he couldn't learn.

……

On 2 May, after the morning training, in order to give the members of the Second and Third Armies time to prepare for the competition between the old and new students in the afternoon, all the morning training was suspended except for the First Army, resulting in the new and old students finding their own places to train on their own in the morning.

At thirteen o'clock in the afternoon, Kurosaki Kazutaka glanced at the restless students around him, and then looked at the rest area opposite, most of the seniors in the second and third grades also had serious or serious expressions on their faces, exuding a momentum that made them feel scared by the freshmen, as for the rest area of the first-year freshmen, most of the people were nervous, excited, and nervous,

"How can there be so many spectators today?" Takuya Kimura stood in the middle of the rest area, frowning at the spectators outside the stadium, "Graduates and reporters have come to visit the game. ”

The surrounding freshmen looked at Takuya Kimura's line of sight, and many of them were standing outside the stadium, judging the members of the baseball club on the field, and couldn't help but get even more nervous.

"Oops! I feel so nervous...... "Some people are getting more and more nervous and uneasy.

At the same time, someone chimed in: "I didn't sleep well yesterday either........."

"I didn't expect that we had been in the company for less than a month...... It's going to be a competition with the seniors...... "Someone shuddered involuntarily.

Scold!

These guys, who were complaining last week that they were running but running, are finally getting the chance to compete, but they are nervous.

Kurosaki Kazutaka secretly sneered at the uneasy performance of his peers around him.

Superintendent Kataoka, dressed as a referee, walked over to the new students and said to the neatly lined up, "First grade, are you all ready?" ”

"Yes!"

Although the voices of the answers varied one after another, the energetic voices of the first-year students were still heard over the court.

Superintendent Kataoka's face with sunglasses did not have a trace of waves, looked at the first-year freshman in front of him, and said calmly, "All of you have the opportunity to play, remember to be prepared to warm up, you can play at any time." ”

"Yes!"

Superintendent Kataoka nodded, turned to leave, walked to the opposite team composed of old students, and said, "I will be the referee in this game, and I won't give you any advice except for substitutions, do you understand?" ”

"Clear." The members of the second and third armies replied in unison.

"Well, that's good, let's get started." Superintendent Kataoka looked at the time and motioned for the game to start, "First grade, pitcher Kengo Kawashima, catcher Hiroshi Ono......"

The starting candidates for the two teams were quickly reported by Superintendent Kataoka, and after sending representatives from both sides to guess the order, the freshmen chose to attack first.

"Tanbo, get ready to finish the game." Keisuke Miyauchi stood on the pitcher's mound and covered his mouth with a ball sleeve and said to Koichiro Tanba, "You can definitely return to the first team." ”

"Although everyone is working hard, I will definitely try to return to the first army." Koichiro Tanba said loudly in a rare tone of excitement.

"Well said! Let's work together! After saying this, Keisuke Miyauchi exhaled two rough breaths from his nose, turned away from the pitcher's mound, walked to the back of home plate and crouched down.

At the same time, Kurosaki Kazutaka turned his attention to Koichiro Tanba, who was warming up with Keisuke Miyauchi, and thought about the final of the spring Tokyo Metropolitan High School Wild Ball Tournament with the junior of the city university three days ago.

"Huh!" Kurosaki Kazutaka couldn't help but let out a sarcastic chuckle, and then lowered his head to avoid being seen making fun of his senior.

This match is not only a game in which the old students abuse the new students, but also a game in which Kataoka supervisor deliberately reinvigorated the self-confidence of Koichiro Tanba and Yu Sakai, who were not in good shape.

It's really funny that two guys who rely on abusing vegetables to regain their self-confidence!

It didn't take long for the red-white war between the old and the new students to officially begin.

Keisuke Miyauchi opened his arms and shrugged his shoulders, and then punched the ball cover with his right hand into a fist before he made a code to Koichiro Tanba and set up the ball cover.

"Whew!"

Koichiro Tanba nodded, looked at the first-year student standing in the batting area, took a deep breath, and threw the baseball in his palm with a wave of his arm.

"Wow!"

The first-year freshman standing in the batting area could only feel the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound rushing straight towards him, so frightened that he took two or three steps back without even thinking about it, and then saw that the baseball was about to enter the home plate area in a huge arc, and then fell down accurately into the ball cover that Keisuke Miyauchi had already placed.

"Bang!"

“Strike.“

Keisuke Miyauchi looked at the first-year hitter in front of him with a slightly mocking look, took out the baseball from his ball cover, got up and passed it to Koichiro Tanba.

“Nice pitch.“

Koichiro Tanba raised his hand to catch the baseball that Keisuke Miyauchi passed back to him, then looked at the code he compared, nodded, and threw the baseball in his hand with a flick of his arm.