Chapter Fifty-Nine: Rice Fruit

"Kinoshita, solve them one by one."

"The most important thing is the first ball, Kinoshita, you can rest assured that you can pitch the ball, and we will protect you behind you."

The first side of the match between Inami and the Tokai Great Sword Master was Tokai High School on the third base. And now standing on the pitcher's mound is Kinoshita Cotton, who served as the ace of Inami after the fall of the second year.

"At the beginning of the game, I let the ace go to the pitcher's hill, and I saw that Daoshi wanted to seize the opportunity."

In the stands, Hasuki Division, who finally found a place to sit with Chris's seniors, looked at the ace of Inami who came on the field and said.

Chris on the side shook his head with a smile and said his opinion.

"Sticking to the things at hand is the motto of Coach Kunyou, who has been at the helm of the Inamino Ball Club for nearly a decade.

Although I don't rule out the suspicion of seizing the opportunity, in my opinion, Coach Kuniyou is just going to use the best strength of the team to face every enemy at the moment. ”

"Besides, if there is an ace in the team that can be trusted, any coach will do that."

Hasuki turned his head slightly and glanced at Chris's senior, because there was an inexplicable flavor in his tone when he said the last sentence. Lianmu raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said inadvertently.

"Chris-senpai, I'll tell Akishima-senpai the last sentence."

"Hehe, whatever you want, if you like it."

Hearing Hasumusi's slightly threatening words, Senior Chris smiled, his face was extremely relaxed, and there was no nervousness at all. Hasuki Tsukasa, who had been quietly watching the change in his expression, pursed his lips in disappointment.

Sure enough, Chris's predecessors are different from other Dongsang and others, and the catchers are really people with brains.

Hasuki Tsukasa, who had returned home, could only turn his gaze to the stadium. During the period when the two were chatting, the ace Kinoshita had already shot three balls, two good and one bad, and the hitter was chased.

Then came the crucial fourth goal.

[Kinoshita-senpai, let's have one.] 】

[Oh.] But I didn't expect you to type this code so early, Harada. 】

[Well, because I want to thoroughly grasp the rhythm of today's game. 】

[OK, then as a senior, I will be responsible for meeting the requirements of the juniors.] 】

After the exchange of codes between the pitchers and catches, the pitcher's ace on the hill raised his right hand, accompanied by the strong left leg stepping forward, the strength of the whole body gathered at the fingertips, and then a ball into the soul!

"Whew!"

When he saw the incoming ball, the batter who was being chased immediately clenched the bat and swung it violently.

"Smack!"

“strike! batter out! ”

Seeing Kinoshita's last ball to solve the Great Sword Saint of the East China Sea, Hasuki raised his eyebrows slightly and did not speak. The senior Chris next to him spoke softly.

"The speed of the ball is up to 145 km, although it is not as fast as the ball speed of Ace, but the accuracy of this ball has always become a dagger inserted into the heart of the thug, and this is also the killer feature of Kinoshita to become the ace of Inami."

Hearing Chris's senior's explanation, Hasumu Si leaned back slightly, and then added with a chuckle on the corner of his mouth.

"No, senior, you are still a little wrong. Kinoshita's fast knuckle drop is much smaller than mine. ”

Senior Chris, who turned his head, could just see the erected index finger and the smile on the corner of his mouth, staring at the other party's serious expression, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

"That's right, Asi, you're right, the change in Kinoshita's senior ball is indeed not as big as yours."

[Let's have a straight ball in the inside corner, throw your most powerful ball, senior!] 】

[Sure enough, you feel like a different person today, Harada, you should be more cautious in your usual life, right? ] But since you've asked for it, I'm not going to back down first. 】

"Whew!"

"Smack!"

“strike! batter out! ”

Following the batter, Inami threw three strikes and strikes the two bats of the East China Sea Great Sword Master, and the final inside corner straight ball hitter swung the batter and missed the strikeout.

Looking at the Harada seniors on the court who had changed his previous style of matching, a trace of surprise flashed on Hasukiji's face. Thinking of the text message that the other party sent to him last night, Lianmu Si couldn't help but cover his thin lips and mutter.

"Harada-senpai won't have any incurable terminal illness, right?"

Harada-senpai, who had a terminal illness that could not be cured in Hasuki Tsukasa's heart, is still active on the court.

Faced with the last three batters, with the ball count one good and one bad, he asked the pitcher for a bad ball with a low outside corner, and the batter did not resist swinging the bat.

The infield bocce that was unthreatening was easily tackled by the second baseman, and the three-batter was eliminated. In the first game of the battle with the Great Sword Saint of the East China Sea, Daoshi had already done the most perfect defense, three up and three down.

"Scared! Cast beautifully, Kinoshita! ”

“nice ball! Trump, it's our job next! ”

The boys on the court, who had won three outs, cheered and ran back to their benches. And the coach of Guoyou, who had been standing inside, couldn't see any expression on his face, but when Masako Harada passed by, he said in a deep voice.

"Harada, your style of playing today is a little different from what you used to be. I don't know what caused this change, but I want you to know that you're fighting as part of the team right now, with the team winning as the primary goal. ”

Masako Harada, who originally had a smile on the corner of his mouth, instantly broke out in a cold sweat on his back, looking at the iceberg face of his own superintendent that had not changed for thousands of years, he couldn't help but stand up and reply loudly.

"Yes, Overseer!"

"Hmm."

Looking at Masako Harada's appearance of knowing his mistake, Coach Guoyou nodded with satisfaction. After that, looking at the other party's somewhat stiff movements, he seemed to speak casually.

"But you have to be tough when you should be tough, and you have to learn to back down when you should be tactful. As a catcher, you don't need me to tell you about this most basic thing, right? ”

"Yes, Overseer!"

This time, Masako Harada's reply appeared brighter, and his eyes became more determined. The state-owned coach, who was silently observing all this, put his hands behind his back and did not say a word.

In the second half of the next first inning, the pitcher who started the Great Sword Saint of the East China Sea was also the third-year ace in the team.

With his top ball speed of 144km and the second stitch hidden in the straight ball, he also won the perfect start with three up and three downs.

Judging from the beginning, it seems that the strength of the two sides is not much different, and there is still a lot of suspense in the game, but these points are only for the beginning.

Because in the next second game, Daoshi has already begun to show his fangs, and the Great Sword Saint of the East China Sea will also be dragged into the bottomless dark swamp and suffocated to death.