"This, this, is a quick finger fork! Facing the last ball of the monster's four-stick bungano land, the prodigy Hasunagi took out the change ball that he had never thrown in this tournament and quickly pointed the fork ball.

In this fierce confrontation between the ace and the four sticks, the prodigy Renmu Division has three goals and three strikeouts! His proud attitude seems to tell that he is the absolute king of this stadium, and the loser eats the dust and retreats!

And now there is only one number left before the Wildcats Youth League team wins the final of the national competition, and the Dajing teenagers are cornered at this moment! ”

Accompanied by the exclamation of the commentator, the audience outside the venue also erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

"Oh oh oh, quick finger fork ball, I've never seen Hasuki throw."

"Hehe, that's right, I haven't even thrown one when I faced Tohba, I don't think Coach Xihua would hide such a hand."

"Hehe, who said just now that Lianmu's housekeeping skill is a slider, in my opinion, it should be this fast finger fork ball. This kind of speed and that kind of drop, no one can react at all. ”

"Hmph, what's wrong, although the change of this fast finger fork ball is indeed sharp, but Lianmu's slide is also invincible, in that position, can you react when it suddenly refracts at that angle?"

"Hehehehe, in my opinion, it's all good, isn't there a difference between these two at all?"

"No, I still think it's sharper with a quick finger fork, you see......"

Although the supporters of the Wildcats Youth League jumped with joy at this time, and some people even began to argue about the first change ball of Hasuki Division, but at this time, the supporters of the Dajing Youth League on the third base side were all gray and bitter and complaining. Because they know that their own team is probably more than lucky in this competition.

Even Coach Xihua, who is known as the iron-blooded general, looked bitter at this time and shook his head helplessly.

"Looks like that's all there is to it this time."

On the other hand, the coach of Nakanishi on the side of the first base was smiling, and he was very satisfied with the performance of his proud disciple.

"Five-bats, three-baseman, Arima-kun."

Seeing Arima, who was extremely nervous and even a little frightened, slowly dragging the bat and slowly standing up to the beater's area, Hasuki lost interest in an instant.

So for the sake of the team, Harada seniors, let's take this guy directly.

You're really polite, but you're right, so for the sake of the team, you'd better pitch boldly.

"Huh."

"Bang!"

“strike！”

So fast!

"Huh."

“strike two！”

I couldn't touch that guy's ball at all, and Arima looked at the pitcher's mound, who had a cold and arrogant face, and was sweating. Sure enough, people like me, Hasuki-san, absolutely look down on them.

"Huh."

The white light suddenly appeared, and the next moment it was directly towards home plate. In the last moment, Arima still tried hard to swing a stick.

However, that was just a remnant, and he ended his blow before he even had a baseball.

“strike！”

“batter out！”

"Oh oh oh, Hasuki Age Saigao!"

"Coach Zhongxi, next time you are in Weizhen Country."

"Lianmu-kun, I'm going to get stronger next year."

Before the commentator could say the words of the end of the game, the whole stadium was already boiling. The Wildcat boys, who had been struggling on the court for nearly two hours, also roared out loud at this moment, because they were the winners, and they were the champions!

"Yo Xi, Lianmu, you shoot beautifully, the other side can't touch you to get the ball at all."

"But, you kid is obviously so handsome, why is the pitching so good, you don't know the protagonist in a comic book, and we are all supporting characters."

"Hehe, good ball, ace!"

The boy worked hard to sweat on the hot summer day, and finally laughed out loud at this moment.

Looking at the players who rushed all the way to the pitcher's hill, Hasuki Si also met the spring breeze in the winter snow, with a good-looking smile on his face.

"Nice ball, Ace."

Masako Harada, who trotted over from home plate, was also excited, and stretched out his right fist at Tsukasa Hasuki.

Hasuki Si also smiled in understanding, stretched out his right fist and touched him.

"Hehe, I didn't miss the senior, I let you escape."

"Ace, you ...... thing"

Masako Harada looked at it with a bright smile on his face, and his genius junior shook his head helplessly.

"Sa, ladies and gentlemen, after two hours of fighting, the Wildcat Youth League led by Coach Zhongxi and the Dajing Youth League led by Coach Xihua brought me a visual feast, let us use the warmest applause in the audience to express our gratitude and respect to the players who have fought so far."

In the next second, thunderous applause rang out in the audience, and Dajing's supporters also smiled and encouraged their young players.

"Stand up, don't cry, earth, you've played well."

"Xiaoyou, I voted very well today, and I have to work harder after I go to high school."

"Coach Xihua, you are very handsome, you can fight with Zhijiang so far at such a young age, and I look forward to you leading the team to win the championship next year."

With the encouragement of the audience and the support of the team members, the Dajing teenagers gradually recovered a little bit and stood up.

"So now let's congratulate the champion team of this National Youth Competition, that is, the Wildcat Youth League led by Chinese and Western coaches, the king once again defended the championship, and the emperor's momentum is unstoppable! Congratulations again to Wildcat Youth for winning this tournament! ”

The audience applauded again to welcome the arrival of the king!

"You've had a great fight today, Yo Xi, keep your chests up and line up."

Coach Nakanishi smiled and said to his players that he was also happy to win the game.

"Yes!"

The players responded with a smile, puffed out their chests and stood in a row opposite the Dajing boys who were already standing, and then the two sides bowed to each other.

"Thank you for your advice today! ×2”

The life of a baseball boy is so straightforward, he laughs happily when he wins, and he can't stop crying when he loses, cute and straightforward.

"Harada-senpai, have you already decided which high school you will go to after graduation?"

After the long closing ceremony of the award ceremony, Hasuki sat down on the hotel bed with a tired face, and then looked at his senior Harada Masako in the same room and asked casually.

"Hmm... Probably decided, I'm going to Daocheng Industry. ”

Masako Harada sat on the bed and pondered for a while before answering.

"Oh, sure enough. But yes, if you want to play baseball in high school, you should be able to see these three in Nishitokyo. ”

"Inami, Sangao, and Seido, the famous troika of Nishitokyo."

Tsukasa Hasunki was not surprised to hear the reply of his seniors, because most of the young people like them who are active in the Tokyo area have joined the above three high schools after graduation.

There is no way, if you want to enter Koshien, you can only join a strong school, and the three top strong schools led by Inami are their best choice.

"Assi, what about you, although you are only in the second grade now, you will graduate in a year, which school do you want to join?"

Then this opportunity, Masako Harada also said what he had always wanted to ask.

"Hmm...... Me? I don't know yet, but I'll talk about it then. ”

Hasuki turned over on the bed, changed positions, and then lazily replied.

"Otherwise, Ace, you and join Inami, and we will definitely be able to lead the team into Koshien when the time comes."

Looking at the indifferent look of his genius juniors, Masako Harada still said his inner words.

After hearing this, Hasuki Tsukasa also turned his head to Masako Harada, looking at the attitude with a hint of pleading in his eyes, he was silent for a while before slowly speaking.

"Well, I'm in the second grade now, it's too early to think about going to school or something, and now I just want to enjoy the last year of baseball in my country's middle three years."

"Okay."

Seeing that Hasuki didn't answer positively, Masako Harada also sighed helplessly, because he really wanted to form a surrender with Hayashiji again and kill all sides in high school.

"That's it, Harada-senpai, I'm a little sleepy."

Hasunki turned over, turned his head around, and quietly looked out the window.

Although he didn't say it, he thought that he and Harada-senpai would probably not play baseball in high school.