"In the first half of the fourth game, the attack of Chikuba and Wakayama High School, a stick, a midfielder, Furumiya-kun."

After the batter raised his bat and prepared to strike, Jinguji threw an inside corner knee slider into home plate with a wave of his arm, flew from the pitcher's mound to the hitter's thigh at 123km/h, and then turned to the right and crossed the back of the home plate.

"Whew!"

With a right turn without any contact with the good ball area, he crossed the back of home plate laterally, fell downwards and was about to hit the corner of the right hitting area, and grabbed the ball sleeve that was stretched out downward by the capsule.

"Bang!"

Kuraza knelt on his legs, took the baseball out of the ball case, and threw it back to Jinguji senior, who was standing on the pitcher's mound.

Jinguji opened his case upwards to receive the baseball passed to him by the catcher, and stood on the pitcher's board with his legs together waiting for the hitter to be ready.

"Whew!"

As the batter raised his bat and turned his head to look at him, Jinguji raised his hands that had been placed on his chest above his head, stepped forward with his leg raised, and swung his right hand down to his thigh in the direction of home plate.

"Bang!"

The curveball flew from the pitcher's mound to the hitter's eyes at a speed of 115 km/h, and then caught the ball sleeve opened forward by Naoya Kuraza as it moved downwards and grabbed it behind the center of the outside corner.

"Good vote."

As the presiding judge raised his right hand upwards to make a decision, Naoya Kuraza took the baseball out of the ball sleeve and threw it back to Jinguji-senpai on the pitcher's hill.

"Whew!"

After the batter raised his bat high and reprepared to strike, Jinguji raised his hands above his head, stepped forward with his legs raised, and his right hand holding the baseball stretched out from the inside of the sleeve and swung the baseball in his palm towards the home plate in front of him.

"Bang!"

The baseball, which was speeding past the hitter's right shoulder at a speed of 140 km/h, flew from above the home plate to above the corner of the right hitting area, and was caught by the ball cover that the capsule moved up from the knee to the top of the head.

“bad shot.“ The pitcher's diagonal straight ball flies over the home plate from above the good zone, so the number of bad balls increases to 2 while the number of good balls remains at 1.

After the batter raised the bat and got ready, Jinguji raised his hands above his head and stepped forward with his leg raised, and his right hand holding the baseball swung forward and threw a straight ball into the inside corner near the knee towards the home plate in front of him, with a speed of 138 km/h.

"Whew!"

It's not good, it's going to be smashed!

Hitter Katsuto Furumiya kept an eye on the baseball that was hurtling towards his knees, and hurriedly straightened his legs backwards to avoid the pitcher's low ball in the corner.

"Bang!"

Kuraza opened his sleeve forward and grabbed the baseball flying past the edge of the good ball area behind the low edge of the outside corner.

“bad shot.“

In the case of this low straight ball being deemed bad by the referee, the hitter Kotsuto Furumiya was only one last bad ball away from being sent to base.

"Whew!"

Pitcher Jinguji waved his arm to the home plate and threw the fast ball high on his belt, and at a speed of 139 km/h, it sped past the elbow of the hitter's right hand, flew from above the good ball area to the corner of the right hitting area, and was firmly grasped by the ball sleeve raised by Naoya Kuroza from the back of the outside corner.

"Bang!"

The slow change and the overly high path of the ball meant from the start that Jinguji's straight diagonal throw would be a bad ball that was so obvious that it was impossible for the hitter to swing the bat.

“Base on Balls.“

Kotoshi turned to the right, dropped his bat out of the batting zone, and ran to first base with his head down.

"In the first half of the fourth inning, the attack of Chikuba Wakayama High School, the second baseman, the second baseman, Kamiha-kun."

As soon as the Gugong Keren stepped on the first base, the radio sound over the court sounded again.

Kiyotsugu Kamiwa stands on the left hitting area with his legs apart, swinging the bat with his right hand while taking a deep breath to adjust his state, and then turning his head to look at the pitcher on the pitcher's mound after arranging the belt with his left hand, holding the bat with both hands and holding it up.

"Whew!"

Following the catcher's code, Jinguji waved his arm and continued to throw straight balls with high inside corners and diagonal balls that would change slightly laterally towards home plate, speeding past under the hitter's elbow at a speed of 140km/h.

"Bang!"

The pitcher's swing of the inside belt flew under the hitter's elbow and crossed the edge of the strike zone to the right, where the catcher's inward open cover was caught above the sideline of the right-hand zone.

“Nice pitch.“

As the presiding judge clenched his right hand into a fist and raised it upwards to make a decision, Kuroza Naoya shouted to the senior and affirmed his pitch while raising his hand to pass the baseball that was holding on his right hand.

Jinguji reached out to take the baseball from the catcher, stepped back behind the pitcher's board, and looked up at home plate while using his right hand to pinch the magnesium powder bag he had just picked up from the ground, waiting for the chief judge to clean up the home plate and leave.

"Whew!"

After the hitter walked back to the batting area to regain his footing, Jinguji didn't rush to pitch the ball, but instead threw a containment ball to first base to avoid the runner getting too far from base, and then waved his arm to the home plate to throw the inside corner belt-high straight ball.

"Ding!"

When the pitcher was about to throw the ball over, Kiyotsugu Kamiwa changed the long baseball to a short baseball, and the baseball flew at a speed of 138 km/h to the high position area of the inside corner.

"Smack!"

The baseball hit by the bat hit the ground in front of the left hit area and rolled forward along the sideline, and Kiyotsugu Kamiwa ran to first base right behind.

Jinguji ran down the pitcher's mound to the left, bent down and reached down to pick up the baseball rolling towards him, and then flicked it to Higashi, who was standing on first base.

"Out."

Dong Qingguo leaned sideways on the base bag, opened his ball sleeve to catch the baseball thrown by the pitcher, and blocked the runner who ran next to the base running instructor area.

"In the first half of the fourth inning, the attack of Chikuba Wakayama High School, three bats, first baseman, Hiroi-kun."

After the announcement, Ryosuke Hiroi stepped into the right hitting area from the waiting area, lowered his head and swept the ground with his right foot before standing on the hitting area, holding the bat in both hands and waving it forward, turning his head to look at the pitcher's mound while leaning the bat on his right shoulder and waiting for the pitcher's pitcher.

"Whew!"

Turning his head to look at the runner at second base, the batter at home base raised the bat that was originally resting on his shoulder, stepped forward with his leg, and swung his right hand with the baseball back to the back of his head.

"Huh!"

The pitcher's near-knee slider turned to the right at 124km/h and was hit by a batter swung by Ryosuke Hiroi just as it was about to fly out of the good zone and into the catcher's open sleeve.

"Ping!"

The baseball hit by the bat smashes left in front of the left hitting area, then continues to bounce to the left and becomes a throw-in.

"Smack!"

Ryosuke Hiroi took two steps back, stood outside the batting area and looked at the code that the superintendent had compared to him, nodded, and walked back to his original position to stand.

Hold the bat with both hands and swing it forward, then throw the bat vertically down, under you, before leaning it up on your right shoulder. At the same time, the presiding judge, who was standing behind the catcher, reached forward with his right index finger.

“play ball!“