After the home run, Chris quickly called a timeout and ran up to the pitcher's mound, and even he was still apprehensive about the blow just now, let alone the pitcher.

"It doesn't matter, Tamba?"

"Oh, it's still acceptable, I knew it was impossible not to lose a point in this game."

Although Tambo said so, looking at the sweat that kept leaving from Tambo's face, and his right hand that was still trembling faintly, Chris frowned slightly.

"It doesn't matter Danbo, it's only two points, hold on to the next situation, we'll score later."

"Hmph, the leading side is still us, give me a chest to survive this round, as a pitcher of Qingdao, you can't even have this kind of bearing!"

"Yuuki, Higashi-senpai ......"

Looking at Tetsuya Yuuki who was smiling and comforting him, and Higashi-senpai, who was suspicious and upright, Tanba's heart swelled with a hot current.

"Oh, it's already two out, just stop the other side here, Tanba."

After smiling and glancing at his wilders, Chris also reached out and patted Tamba's chest. Feeling the support of his teammates, Tamba's somewhat stiff body straightened up a lot.

"Yes."

"Yo Xi, hurry up and get the last number of outs, Tanba!"

Seeing that Tanba's state had recovered, Higashi-senpai and other infielders shouted back to their positions. The battle began again, and the beater had five sticks.

Looking at Xianquan's five-stick beater, Tanbo's face showed a touch of determination, and his right arm swung out high.

For the sake of my team, I will continue to fight!

"Whew!"

Oh no, it's too sweet. Looking at Tamba's straight ball, Chris's eyes were stunned, and the alarm bell rang in his heart.

Sure enough, as the white ball slid towards home plate, a sweeping black shadow came violently.

If you don't swing the stick at this time, you will definitely be scolded by the old man when you go back! The five batters of Xianquan laughed and danced with the big stick in their hands.

"Boom."

"Nakaofield!"

Chris's shouting didn't stop the long shot from landing, and by the time Masuko received the ball, the backpass runner was already on second base.

Chris sighed helplessly and could only squat down again, because the current situation is nothing as long as it is suppressed, and then it is okay to guide Tanbo well.

Two out, there are people on second base, although it is not a big crisis. However, it is extremely tormenting for the current Tanba, because the ball can no longer be thrown into the belt......

"Whew!"

"Smack!"

“ball！”

It was obvious that the outside corner was carrying the ball, and the hitter's body did not move.

【Tamba......】Looking at Tambo, who was at a loss for what to do on the pitcher's mound, Chris had a complicated expression on his face.

[Why, why can't I put it in?] Even though the sun was a bit big today, Tamba's back was also in a cold sweat, and he could only see a faint glint of fear in his eyes.

"Hehe, yo Xi yo Xi. That guy doesn't dare to shoot the ball anymore, so let's just spend it with him, and then wait patiently for the other party to send you to base. ”

On the third base, Sensen's Ukai supervisor smiled and touched his chin and commanded the players around him. They're going to turn the tide in this game.

"Whew!"

"Smack!"

“ball！”

Listening to the referee's judgment, the six-batter smiled and dropped the bat in his hand and began to enter the base. In the end, Tanba still threw four bad guarantees, and the situation that was okay instantly became serious.

The spectators in the stands also sighed.

[Tanba, cheer me up!] The overseer hasn't given any instructions yet, you know what that means! 】

Looking at the panting figure on the pitcher's mound, Chris couldn't help but cry.

Hearing the call from the catcher, Tamba's trembling body shook. Looking up, Coach Kataoka was standing on the side of first base with his hands on his chest, staring at him with a serious face.

[Does the Overseer Still Believe in Himself......]

[That's right, so as long as you win seven sticks here, you can get through the crisis, come on Tanba, you can still fight!] 】

[Hmm.] 】

After glancing at Coach Kataoka again, Tanba clutched his slightly trembling right hand and nodded preciously, and the battle continued, his right arm raised high.

However, no matter how strong a person's belief is, if there is no solid foundation, it is just a remnant.

"Smack!"

“ball！”

The referee seemed to be yelling in Tamba's ear, and this time the judgment exploded directly in his mind. Then came the overseer, who acted silently in the dark sunlight.

"Chris!"

As a pitcher, the only sunshine left in Tamba's eyes was gone.

"Leave it to me, Tamba."

"Yes, Akishima-senpai."

Akishima-senpai had already run from the right field to the pitcher's mound and patted Tamba on the back, who was already dead. The latter just nodded in a daze, and then dragged his heavy body back to the bench.

"Looks like you're not in the second grade yet, as a pitcher."

Looking at Tanba, whose face is completely blank and shaped like dead wood. Coach Kataoka didn't even give him a straight look, but just said in a deep voice when the other party walked past him.

“……”

After hearing Kataoka's words, Tanba's limp body trembled, and after a pause, he reluctantly raised his head and walked into the lounge.

"It's kind of like that."

Looking at Tanba, who walked into the underground lounge with his right hand in his hands, Hasunmu muttered to himself. Then he shook his head and continued to look at the court.

"Whew!"

"Smack!"

“out！”

Akishima-senpai, who appeared as a rescue, completed his task perfectly, scoring seven outs at a critical moment and switching sides to attack with three outs.

"That's the real pitcher." Hasuki looked at Akishima-senpai who had a wicked face after winning the strikeout, smiled, and then looked coldly in the direction of third base.

"Next is the real Qingdao, so are you ready to do it, old man?"

"Yaleyale, the speed of substitutions is still as fast as ever, Coach Kataoka, I was still thinking of moving back to the score in this game."

On the third base, the Ukai superintendent looked at Akishima-senpai who ran back and shook his head helplessly, and then quickly changed to a face of Mirofo and said to the players with a smile.

"Akishima-kun who will appear next is not a guy who can be beaten by a little trick. Now use your swing to prove that you are no worse than the so-called famous family. ”

"Yes! Supervise! ”

The Xianquan teenagers spoke in unison, all the starting pitchers were replaced, the ace appeared, and the next thing was the real battle between the two teams.

……

"Whew!"

"Smack!"

“out！”

"The last straight ball of the ace Hei Xuanjun in the inside corner was extremely sharp, and he successfully won the number of outs of Ono Jun with seven bats, and held this game without letting the team lose any more points.

After eight rounds of fierce battles, the game between Qingdao and Xianquan has gradually come to an end. The overall score is 6–3, a difference of three points, although it is not small, but it is also within the catch-up range. Let's look forward to the final game between the two teams! ”

On the first base, Coach Kataoka stared straight at the huge scoreboard in the direction of the midfielders, glanced at Tsukasa Hasuki, who had already begun to greet Miyuki to come down and carry his luggage, and said slowly.

"Lianmu, in the last game, it's up to you to close the door."