"Huh."

"Boom."

"Third base!"

Looking at the white ball that could not roll towards third base, Miyuki stood up and shouted. The third baseman also picked up the ball and threw it to first base at his instructions.

"Smack."

“out！”

Even though Kominato-senpai had already run back to home plate, the score was invalidated because the hitter was blocked out on first base.

Three outs, switch sides to attack! In the situation where the runners came to the rescue at first and third base, Hasuki did not give the seniors any chance, and only left them with the remnants of two bases.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, Hasuki-san, so strong, so strong, he can still do it without losing a point in this situation."

"Hahaha, the generation is the strongest, and it deserves to be so."

"Yes, I feel that under the leadership of Hasuki-san, we may be able to compete with our seniors."

After seeing the wonderful performance of Hasuki Division, the freshmen began to howl one by one, and the sluggish state just now was much better, and this is the impact that a real ace player can bring to the team.

As I said, once you get to the pitcher's mound, then that pitcher is already the ace in the team.

However, unlike the peers who shouted around him, Hasuki Division, who had been pitching on the court, had always had an iceberg face, like an emperor, so that people couldn't guess what they were thinking, and there was no wave in their eyes.

And looking at his dragging appearance, the seniors were angry. Damn little ghost, what kind of baseball are you playing when you're so handsome, isn't it good to be the male protagonist of your love light novel? This should be in the minds of most of the seniors at this time.

"It's our turn again in the next game, so let's turn things around from this moment on."

"Oh!"

Hasuki returned to the bench and glanced at his companions and chuckled, then he put on his protective gear and walked out with his bat, his current batter was eight, and it was about to be his turn to strike, although he hoped that the guy in front of him could last a little longer.

"Huh."

"Smack."

“strike，batter out！”

But the truth still happened according to Hasuki Division's heart, and the beater and the pitcher were clearly distinguished. After just four goals, Tamba's senior struck out seven batters. Hasuki shook his head slightly, then stood up and walked up to the thugs.

And Tanba's senior's eyes drifted to him from time to time from dealing with the seven sticks just now, and now they are even more blatant, and the fire in his eyes seems to be able to burn Hasuki Division.

Tambo, your pitching doesn't belong to this guy at all, come on and get rid of him here!

Well, I'll do it.

The catcher Keisuke Miyauchi and the pitcher Tanba Koichiro had a heart-to-heart connection at this moment, vowing to behead Hasuki Tsukasa under the horse.

That's right, Tamba senior, that's what you want to look like, so it's fun to play. Hasuki looked at the expression of the pitcher's senior Tanba on the hill with satisfaction, and then stuck out his tongue and licked his somewhat dry lips.

As soon as his right hand was raised, Koichiro Tanba's first ball suddenly blossomed in his hand and went straight to home plate.

"Whew!"

However, the moment he saw the white light coming out of the pitcher's mound, Hasumi suddenly closed his eyes for some reason.

"Bang!"

“strike！”

Rubbing Hasuki Division's face changed, Tanba's predecessor's pronoun Quqiu slid into the set and won a good number of balls.

What is this kid doing? Although he made a very good first shot and managed to win a good ball, Tanba's senior still felt very strange about Hasukiji's strange behavior.

And seeing the other party's eyes that opened again when he heard the ball fly into the glove, and the chuckle at the corner of his mouth, Tamba's senior heart instantly became angry.

Is this guy underestimating himself? Bastard!

Tamba, calm down, let's throw the next ball here, and test this kid again.

Well, if you can beat it, give it a try, first-year kid!

"Huh."

"Smack."

Under the persuasion of his companions, Tanba's senior finally calmed down and threw the second ball. A low straight ball, Hasumu Division's eyes have been staring at this ball, but his hands have no desire to swing the bat.

Hmph, this kid is just playing tricks, Tambo throws the third ball here, let's get rid of him.

After getting two good balls, the senior in the palace let out a sharp breath and then quickly set up his gloves, intending not to adjust the almost. Tanba nodded and then threw the baseball with a ferocious expression.

"Huh."

It's your ball that's waiting for, Tamba-senpai! The chuckle on the corner of Hasumuji's mouth, the huge black shadow that stopped in front of the trapper's gloves, and the catcher's extremely ugly expression converged into words at this moment.

"Boom!"

"Right outfield!"

The moment he saw the white ball being knocked away, the senior in the palace instantly stood up, took off his mask and shouted in the direction of the right field. However, the white ball landed so cleverly that both the outfielder and the right fielder ran one after another, and by the time they picked up the ball, Hasuki had already spared first base and rushed to second base.

"Smack."

“safe！”

Before the white ball was passed to second base, Hasuki was already on base with ease. Looking at the relaxed face of the Hasuki Stanba senior on second base, his face was extremely pale.

That's why I said it, Tamba-senpai, your curveball is really good, but it's just a curveball. But luckily you made the first shot.

Bastard boy!

"Oh, Lianmu-san, so strong!"

The first-year guys started cheering again, but even though they ran to second base, Hasuki still didn't think he would score in this inning, and everyone knew why.

"Huh."

"Boom."

Ahh

Hasuki didn't expect the end to come, and the nine-batter unexpectedly hit the first shot of Tanba's senior, seizing the pitcher's inconsistent pitching opportunity after being hit out.

The white ball flew over the infield, and by the time the shortstop passed the ball to first base, the little flat-headed boy who had completed the assassination at this moment had already stepped on first base, and Hasuki Tsukasa had easily run to third base.

"Smack."

“safe。”

"Yo Si! White porridge, you kid is really good. ”

"Hey, don't be proud, white porridge, the next hit is definitely mine."

"Ha, the runner is on first and third base, this is a good chance for us to score."

Looking at the silent boy standing at first base, who was called white porridge by his teammates, Hasuki nodded slightly.

White porridge.,It seems that I almost hit the straight ball of Tanba's predecessor in the last game.,Well,It's a good hitter.。

"Who's the next beater, give me a knock out, Green Wave turned out to be your kid, cheer me on."

The howling of the first grade continued, and at this time, the first grade's playing line finally came to a circle, and it was a stick, but the beater named Green Wave was a little nervous on his face at this time, obviously a little nervous, no wonder he was the most eye-catching existence in the audience now.

And just as he was about to enter the beater's area, the bench on the third base side moved again, and a figure walked out.

"Referee, our side is asking for a change of hitter."

Coach Kataoka didn't reply immediately after hearing this, but looked at Tsukasa Hasuki, because he was now the captain of this team and a part-time supervisor.

Yo, Captain, you can send me as a soldier to take the lead.

The guy who recommended himself also understood what Coach Kataoka meant, and set his sights on Hasuki Division.

And Lianmusi, who was at third base, couldn't help but grin when he looked at this cockscomb-headed young man who was not far from him.

The eyes are good, okay, then let you play, bad!