As Seido High School withdraws from the spring competition, the winner of the spring in Tokyo has been decided, and the supremacy has changed again.

"Did you hear, yesterday's final was won by Sangao. It is said that Kinoshita-senpai was forced to leave the game after only four innings. ”

"Eh, really, Aso? The Kinoshita senior, who played seven rounds with our Qingdao game, was won by Sangao after only three rounds? ”

Kuramori, who was gathered around Hasukiji's table, was shocked when he heard Aso's words.

There's no way, he's seen it with his own eyes in the previous game, and he has a profound impact on Kinoshita, the ace of Inami who can play with his own line.

He couldn't believe that such a guy had only lasted four rounds in the face of Sangao. Could it be that the three high lines are more fierce than their predecessors?

Compared to Kuramochi's fuss, Miyuki, who was sitting on the right side of Hasuki Tsukasa and kept leaning back in the chair, had an indifferent expression.

However, thinking that the fruits he grew could only be picked by others, he was also a little unhappy in his heart, and raised his eyebrows to ask Hasumuji's opinion.

"Haha, in the end, we just made a wedding dress for someone else, you said that if Sangao and Daoshi met first, wouldn't the result be reversed, Ace?"

Hearing Miyuki's words, Hasuki Tsukasa sighed slightly, and turned his head to look out of the window before replying to Miyuki with a disappointed face.

"If you want to go to Koshien, it's inevitable to beat both teams at the same time, right? Instead of pinning your hopes on the ethereal signing, it's better to improve your strength as soon as possible, what do you say, the catcher of the second army? ”

"Hey, can you stop calling me the Second Army Catcher all the time?"

"Hah, aren't you?"

“……”

Looking at Hasuki Si, who had a very poor expression on his face, Miyukiichi on the side also had blue muscles on his head, but he couldn't do anything to him, so he had to grit his teeth and slowly turn his head.

"Haha, you're sorry for you again."

"Well, you're super cowardly when you face Lianmu."

"Dead noise, you two."

Looking at the few people who started to fight again, Hasuki sighed and looked out the window again.

Seriously, hurry up and get stronger, you guys.

……

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

“nice ball！ Let's throw the next ball here, As! ”

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

"I always feel that Chris is louder when he catches the ball than before, is it that Hasuki-san's ball speed has become faster again."

Not far from the cowshed, Minister Ota's body was shaking rhythmically with the sound of Chris's predecessor catching the ball.

"Hasuki has a habit of throwing the ball when his arm is always lower than the others.

And his wrists are more flexible than others, and the baseball is very good at spinning in his hands, so that's why this kid is much louder than others when he throws the ball. ”

Coach Kataoka, who was standing next to Minister Ota, looked intently at Tsukasa Hasuki in the cowshed and replied.

After glancing at Hasuki's lower limbs, which were more robust than before, he turned his head and asked Takashima Rei to the side.

"How fast was that ball?"

"Hehe, it's better for you to see for yourself."

Looking at the speed gun in his hand, a bright light flashed on the glasses on Takashima's face, and he handed it over with a smile.

“14，149km！”

"Overseer, Hasuki-kun's straight ball is fast again! And he hasn't used his full strength yet, so he might be able to throw more than 150 km in the summer! ”

Minister Ota on the side stretched out his head curiously, and was shocked when he saw the data on the speed gun, and then danced happily, like a little fat man of two hundred pounds.

"Hmph, sweat doesn't deceive anyone."

"Minister Ota, please tell this guy later, in the future, he will pitch at the standard of a group of twenty balls, and the opponent will not let him throw the ball so casually on the court."

"Yes, Superintendent Kataoka."

Coach Kataoka on the side also had a rare smile on his face after looking at the amazing data, and after a few more glances at Hasuki Division, he turned around and left.

Is this kid finally a bit of an army?

After a few glances at the figure of Coach Kataoka turning to leave, Takashima Rei once again turned his gaze to Hasuki Tsukasa in the cowshed, and stroked his somewhat unsteady glasses with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, it was the most correct decision I made to pull you into the Qingdao Road at that time.

"Nice ball, Ace."

[It's not enough, please have another ball!] 】

Chris smiled and threw back the vibrant baseball in his glove, reaching out to take the white ball, Hayashi's eyes were determined.

[Oh, I'll accompany you whenever you vote, Ace. 】

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

……

"It's over, you guys?"

"Oh, it's just over Dongsan."

The two of them, who were sitting on the bench, looked at the senior who was carrying a big stick and came to the door and replied with a smile.

"Yo Xi, do you want to do another strike practice with me, Hasuki?"

"Oh, Dongsang's interest is quite high today."

Dongqingguo walked towards Hasuki Division, who was still panting softly, and said the invitation with a smile. Hasuki raised his head, looked at his big white tooth mouth and raised an eyebrow.

"That's right, the other pitchers on the team are completely inadequate, and the coach of that guy will never use it to practice for me, so I can only come to you."

"Wait, Dong-san, Asi's words can't be used for you to practice blowing."

Hearing this, Senior Chris, who was still smiling just now, instantly panicked, because seeing that Dongsang was ready to move seriously, and it seemed that he still wanted to do combat practice with Lianmu Division for a long time, so the impact on Lianmu would be devastating.

Just like what Dongqingguo himself said, Superintendent Kataoka would never agree to give the trump card he had worked so hard to cultivate for three years to Dongqingguo to practice, and no overseer would allow the four sticks of his trump card to face off seriously.

It is true that the throwing practice of a real person is the fastest way to improve a person's strength, but the guy who is pitching is a real person, not a pitching machine without emotion, and the consequence of doing so will only be a diode.

If it weren't for the pitcher's victory over the hitter, the strength would have increased dramatically. Otherwise, the pitcher is beaten and self-defeating, and the same is true for the hitter.

And Chris is very clear about the character of his juniors and predecessors, if it really gets out of control, it will be miserable.

One is the backbone of the team, the other is the most dazzling genius in the team, the ace of the next mother's question, and one of these two is scrapped, so there is no need to play in the summer.

"Hehe, now I'm asking about Lotus Wood, Chris."

Regardless of Chris, who was in a hurry, Higashi-senpai just stared at Hasuki Tsukasa in front of him with a smile.

Hasuki Tsukasa glanced at the side beside him, and even the pores were now trying to hint at the senior Chris who he refused, and then stared at the senior of the east who had a big face full of confidence.

After being silent for a while, he slowly stood up, smiled and stretched out his hand to Dongsenpai.

"Okay, then please trouble Dongsang to accompany me to do another pitching practice."