"Whew!"

Jinguji threw a carter ball from a non-good ball high in the inside corner to a high good ball in the outside corner, but the hitter Takahiro Ohmae did not swing the bat.

"Bang!" Chris moves up the ball to grab the baseball that the Jinguji senior throws with his swing.

“ball.“ The referee signaled that the pitcher's shot was bad.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

Jinguji threw a fast straight ball a little high in the middle of the outside corner into home plate with a wave of his arm, and then Chris opened the ball trap catcher, and the hitter Takahiro Ohmae didn't have time to swing the bat.

“Nice pitch.“ The referee clenched his right hand into a fist and raised it up, signaling that the pitcher's throw was a good shot.

"Smack!"

"Whew!"

Jinguji took a kick-off ball from Chris and passed it back to him, then took the baseball out of the cover and threw it to first base, trying to knock runner Ikuku Araki out of the game, but unfortunately it didn't work.

He raised his hand to catch Yuuki's baseball, and after seeing that runner Araki only dared to stay next to the base base and not go too far from the base, he returned his gaze to home plate.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

Jinguji threw a ball into the middle corner with a wave of his arm, and without the hitter swinging the bat, Chris opened his sleeve to catch the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound with ease.

“Nice pitch.“

Chris looked at the burly Takahiro Ohmae in front of him, and with his right hand under him, he gestured to the Jinguji senior on the pitcher's mound to let him throw a low ball from the outside corner.

"Whew!"

Jinguji nodded at the catcher's code, raised his legs, and threw the baseball in his palm towards home plate.

Not good! As soon as the baseball flew out of his palm, he realized that something was wrong, and this ball would definitely not be a low ball in the outside corner because he didn't shoot it well.

"Huh!"

"Ping!"

Takahiro Ohmae swung his bat into an outside corner mid-corner ball thrown by Jinguji Ichi's pitching arm, and Chris, who was crouching behind home plate, could only watch as the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound was swung off by the batter and flew into the left field.

"Boom!"

The baseball that flew from home plate landed on the lawn in the left field and bounced and rolled deep into the left field.

"Smack!"

Takashi Fujii opened his ball to grab the baseball bouncing off the lawn on his chest, but by the time he tried to pass the baseball to second base, runner Ikuya Araki and hitter Takahiro Ohmae had already run to second and first base, respectively.

Seeing this, he could only helplessly take out the baseball from the ball cover and throw it to Fukuda, the nearest shortstop closest to him.

Takahiro Ohmae slapped his palms with a smile, then took off the gloves on his hands and the protective gear on his elbows, and reached out to hand them to the team members who came to get them.

"In the first half of the fourth inning, the attack of the three major colleges and universities in the city, three bats, second baseman, Sato-kun."

Kenta Sato stepped onto the hitting area, first stepped on the ground with his left foot, then kicked the ground under his feet with his right foot, grabbed the bat with his left hand and swung it left and right, then clenched it with both hands, and held it high in the air to wait for the strike.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

“ball.“

In the face of a mid-low bad ball thrown by Jinguji with a wave of his arm, Kenta Sato did not swing his bat to strike.

Jinguji caught the baseball that the catcher passed back to him with a kick-off sleeve, bent down and pinched the magnesium powder bag next to him, and then looked up at Kenta Sato, who was waiting for the hit on the right hit area again, and did not rush to the home plate.

"Whew!"

"Smack!"

Jinguji suddenly turned around and threw a baseball into second base, trying to knock runner Ikuya Araki out of the game. Unfortunately, he didn't succeed, so he had to raise his hand to pick up the baseball that was thrown at second base just now, and then looked at the code that Chris drew at him, and nodded lightly in agreement with his matching.

"Whew!"

"Huh!"

"Bang!"

Faced with a low ball in the inside corner thrown by Jinguji with a wave of his arm, Kenta Sato swung his bat and missed.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

Jinguji lifted his leg and stepped forward, waved his arm and threw a low ball into the inside corner of home plate again, but Kenta Sato did not swing the bat this time.

“Nice pitch.“

Jinguji raised his hand to catch the baseball that the catcher passed back to him, and then bent down and pinched the magnesium powder bag next to him. The batter opposite him, Kenta Sato, grabbed the bat with his left hand and swung it left and right, then held it high and made a gesture of waiting for the blow.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

“ball.“

In the face of Jinguji's low ball in the inner corner with a wave of his arm, Kenta Sato did not swing the bat.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

“ball.“

Unexpectedly, Jinguji once again waved his arm and threw a bad ball high in the inner corner, but Kenta Sato still didn't swing his bat to strike.

Chris raised his hand to pass the ball back to the senior of Jinguji Temple, and after receiving his pass, the senior bent down and pinched the magnesium powder bag next to him, and then raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his cheeks with his sleeve, waiting for him to give the pitching code.

Ball? Jinguji looked at the code drawn by the catcher, and Chris asked him to shoot a bad ball below to avoid continuing to entangle with Sato and concentrate on dealing with the hitter behind.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

“ball.“

Faced with a mid-high ball thrown by Jinguji with a wave of his arm, the presiding judge raised his left hand and stretched out four fingers to signal the hitter to go to base.

"In the first half of the first inning, the attack of the city's three major colleges and universities, four bats, first baseman, Tanaka (Yang)-kun."

Yohei Tanaka got up and left the waiting area, walked out of the hitting area, and then vigorously danced the metal bat in his hand with his right hand, stopped his movements after the timeout of Aomichi, and stepped into the hitting area.

Yohei Tanaka raised his left hand to signal to the people around him not to start the game for the time being, and then scraped the ground in the left strike area with his left foot, twisted his waist and abdomen, and raised the bat vertically to make a posture waiting for the blow.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

Faced with a straight ball from the outside corner that Jinguji threw with a wave of his arm, and without being sure of hitting a hit, Yohei Tanaka chose to observe Jinguji's current pitch first.

“Nice pitch.“

Chris got up and took out the baseball from the ball case, raised his hand and threw it to the Jinguji senior in front of him.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

“ball.“

Jingu Teraichi did what the catcher asked him to do, and threw an arm that looked good to hit in the middle and high position, but unfortunately he didn't deceive Tanaka's swing.

"Whew!"

Jinguji continued to follow the catcher's instructions, stepped up with his legs, waved his arm and threw a ball into home plate that was actually a little out of the corner.

"Huh!"

Yohei Tanaka aimed at the way the baseball flew from the pitcher's mound and swung the metal bat out with all his might.

"Bang!".

The hitter's swept metal bat staggered with the flying baseball at a distance, allowing the 'dodge' baseball to fly smoothly into Chris's open ball sleeve.

“Strike.“ The referee clenched his right hand into a fist and raised it to determine that the pitcher's throw was a good shot.