Dong Qingguo clenched the bat with both hands, waved it vigorously, and turned his head to look at Hiromi Kan on the pitcher's mound, waiting for his pitch.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

“bad shot.“

In the face of the pitcher's low ball in the inner corner, Dong Qingguo was indifferent, standing in place and maintaining his original posture, without the slightest idea of swinging the bat to strike.

Okada Yari got up and threw the baseball he had just received back to the pitcher, and after crouching down again, he gave a new code to the pitcher's hill Guanhirobi, and now that the number of bad balls has reached 3, instead of fighting the last good ball with the hitter Dong Kiyokuni, it is better to use a bad ball to escort him to base.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

After nodding her head in agreement with the catcher's code, Hiromi Kan raised her leg and threw her baseball into the area outside the middle corner of the corner, using the bad ball to send the batter to base.

“Base on Balls.“

After being sent to base by the opponent's guard, Dong Qingguo threw the bat in his hand on the left batting area and walked quickly to first base.

"In the first half of the first game, the attack of Seido High School, five bats, Nakamidfielder, Murasuke-kun." When Dong Qingguo stepped on the base bag of first base with one foot, took off the batting gloves and handguards on his hands and handed them to the players who came to get something, the voice of the female announcer rang out again.

After stepping into the batting area, Murasuke Taiki danced in front of him with a bat in one hand, and after turning his head to look at the pitcher on the pitcher's mound, he stopped swinging the bat, clenched it with both hands, and waited for the pitcher's baseball to come from the pitcher's mound.

"Whew!"

"Huh!"

"Ping!"

Murasuke Daiki swung his arm and hit the pitcher's low-lying ball in the inside corner, knocking it out hard, but unfortunately the pitcher's baseball was hit by the batter's swing, and there was a tendency to fly directly out of the infield sideline.

"Out of bounds!"

After seeing the baseball he had hit hit the off-court area, Murasuke turned around and stepped back to pick up the bat he had just dropped, and then walked back to his original position to stand up again.

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

Hiromi Kan waved her arm and threw a bad ball that fell low in the inside corner of the sand, and catcher Masari Okada quickly got up and picked up the baseball on the ground.

He picked up the baseball on the ground and wiped it on his trouser leg before reaching out and throwing the baseball back to Hiromi Kan on the pitcher's mound.

Hiromi Kan opened her ball sleeve to catch the baseball passed to him by the catcher, took off her cap and wiped her sweat with her sleeve; After putting the cap back on, he bent down and pinched the magnesium powder bag in front of him again, looked up at the code that Okada had compared to him, and nodded lightly in agreement.

"Whew!"

"Huh!"

"Ping!"

Murasuke swung his bat again and sent the pitcher's ball into the middle corner, turning it into a low fly ball that landed in the infield.

"Smack!"

Takuma Hori, the first baseman with one foot on the first base bag, saw the baseball flying from home plate hit the ground in front of him, and he pounced to intercept the baseball that was about to roll all the way to the right field, but it was too late.

On the other side, the second baseman at the junction of the inner and outer fields, Shogo Xie Shiki, immediately chased after seeing the baseball that was hit by the beaten person hitting the ground in front, but unfortunately he was a step too late and could only watch the baseball roll over in the area between him and Takujin, until it rolled into the depths of the right field, and was picked up by Tian Xiang in the right fielder.

At the same time, Taro Fukuda, a runner at the former second base, had already run past third base and was running back to home plate to score, waiting for the right fielder to step forward and pass the ball forward, trying to pass the baseball he had just received back to home plate.

“Run.“

Although Taro Fukuda reached out and touched it when he was sliding over home plate, the ball cover in his left hand did not catch the baseball passed back to him by the right fielder, so that the baseball on the edge of the cover fell at his feet as he turned sideways to touch the runner.

Of course, in that case, if Okada Masari had to take one more move to grasp the baseball at the edge of the ball case, it would have been impossible to touch the runner after that.

As a result, he had to bet that the baseball wouldn't fall off the edge of the sleeve and into the sand when he turned sideways to kill the runner. As you can imagine, he lost.

When Senior Fukuda got up and ran back to the rest area on the side of the first base with the cheers of everyone because he returned to base to score, Tetsuya Yuuki, a six-baseman who carried a bat, walked from the waiting area to the batting area, behind him was excited by the score.