"Ping!"

Shiichi Minamigumo's third ball was a high straight ball from the inside corner, and the beaten Riki Iwama swung his bat and hit it out of bounds.

"It seems that the ball other than the curveball is still very stable in ball control..."

"A straight ball comes quickly behind the curveball..."

"At that time, an inside corner kick can only be hit by a throw-in..."

Except for the three third-year students who will report to the Japanese selection team today, Tereichi Shingu, Takashi Fujii and Taro Fukuda, the rest of the people gathered outside the court to watch the game and give their own evaluations.

"What a bad character!" Yagami Night, who is not a novice, can easily see Miyuki Kazuya's intentions, but he can only sigh helplessly that in his year, in addition to Ono Hiroshi, a catcher who has just been promoted to the second army, Miyuki Kazuya and Kuroza Naoya are both catchers who are headaches.

"Ping!"

The speedball flew to the back of the inside corner and was hit by Riki Iwama, smashed to the right on the corner of the left zone, and then bounced out of bounds.

"A speedball thrown in the exact same position... It was the pitcher's decisive shot! While preparing for the batting area, Riki Iwama noted down the paths of the different balls: "I've memorized the paths of the bad balls... I'm going to pick a good ball and have a blast! ”

"That speedball is really good." The speed ball, which has a speed difference of more than 40 kilometers from the straight ball, was praised by Yagami Yagami.

"But if you only have straight balls and speed balls, there will be flaws," added Naoya Kuroza, who was standing next to him.

"But... If Nagumo's curveball can really practice the heat... He's going to be a very strong pitcher—"

"At the same time, he will become the main pitcher second only to the seniors!!"

……

"Towards the trapper's glove—"

Raising his left leg and stepping forward, Nagumo Shiyi waved his arm and threw the baseball in his palm at home plate.

"Fly in!!"

"Bang!"

The pitcher's pitch flew over the ball in front of the hitter's eyes, and was caught behind the low side of the outside corner by Yukikazu Miyukiya's outstretched glove.

“Ball...“

Shiichi Nagumo's curveball (trajectory: 1-7 and 11-5) got better and better, but he still couldn't throw a good shot.

"Bad ball!"

According to the catcher's code, the inside corner straight ball that Nagumo Shiichi threw into home plate was a slightly high bad ball, and after flying above the inside corner, it was caught by Yukichiya's open glove.

"Four bad escorts!"

“OK!“

"Well chosen!"

"Nobody's out, there's someone on the base—"

"Fujiwara!" Yuki Rakuji shouted at Yutaro Fujiwara, who was about to go on the field to strike, "Don't change the direction of the battle...... Break the straight ball and wait for the speed ball to hit again-"

"What about the curveball?"

"There's no need to hit a curveball that can't be thrown into the good ball area," Yuki Rakuji whispered to him in the face of his teammates' inquiries: "Only when the ball is absolutely behind, then consider touching it..."

“OK.“ Nodding, Yutaro Fujiwara turned and walked towards the batting area.

"But what if...", as his teammates faded away, Yuki Rakuji looked at the pitcher on the pitcher's mound and thought to himself, "His hockey ball can really be thrown into the good ball area at will... That's trouble! ”

"Out of bounds!"

……

“Ball.“

……

“Ball...“

Nan Yunshi threw a straight ball with a ball, but it was knocked out of bounds by the beater, but the later song still couldn't throw through the good ball area.

"Hahaha! Are they stupid? ”

"If you can't get into the good ball zone, why do you want to throw that bad ball desperately!"

"Who knows?"

"If you can't throw a curveball into the good zone, for whatever reason, it's pointless!"

"Why the hell did he vote?"

The audience outside the venue had a lot of discussions because of the operation of Qingdao Hunting.

"Four bad escorts!" Minami Kumoshi used a curveball that couldn't be thrown into the good ball area to send Yokohama Seven to first base.

"No one is out, there are people on first and second base!"

"With just one home run, you can chase the difference to 2 points!!"

The Yokohama players who stayed in the rest area were elated, as if they had overtaken the score, and they were already close at hand.

“…… Why stick to that kind of curveball? Fumiya Kusunoki (a guerrilla) with a gentle personality was puzzled by this.

"Miyuki... There should be other balls......" Tetsuya Yuuki, the first baseman, was puzzled by the catcher's balls.

"I want to be calm..."

"Although the curveball can't fly through the good ball area as I thought..."

"Yuyuki-san also knows this, but he still has a curveball.

Nagumo Shiichi, who also believed in Yukiichi, cheered himself up while re-preparing on the pitcher's mound.

"Miyuki-san... Absolutely no indication that you can't win!! ”

“... Everyone in the room..."Yukichiya, who was crouching behind home plate, thought as he used the fingers of his right hand to make a code signal under him.

"You should be thinking to yourself, why does Nagumo insist on throwing curved balls?"

"So go ahead! Boy—"

"With this game, I can make a leap forward and win..."

Shiichi Nagumo, who was standing sideways on the pitcher's board, looked at the eyes that Miyuki-san revealed to him, as if to tell him, "I believe you can do it... Come on!! ”

According to the code, Shiichi Nagumo stepped forward with his left leg and waved his arm to throw the baseball in his hand at home plate. At the same time, runners on first and second base started to steal bases at about the same time.

"Let's go!"

Mikoichi, who noticed the runner's movements, also reached out with his left hand and caught Nagumo's curveball from the side behind the low position in the outside corner.

"Blocked by the beater!"

The beaten person blocked the direction and it was difficult to pass to third base

While getting up, he leans to the right side and swings his right arm to the right side of the hitter to pass the ball to third base.

“out.“

After receiving a pass from the catcher, third baseman Masuko Toru immediately swung the baseball glove down and touched the right calf of the runner Riki Iwama, who was sliding onto the base bag, and knocked him out.

"That guy can actually make such a move and let Masuko Senior touch and kill the runner!" Kuraza's tone seemed a little indignant.

"Can too?!" Hearing the words of the junior next to him, Yagami was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said, "It is worthy of being a 'monster' year-old." ”

"Nagumo... You're sure to be an ace! After saying this to Nagumo, Yukiichi also turned back to the back of home plate and reached out to put the face guard on.

"No one was out from the top half of the eighth inning, there were people on first and second base, and the first ball launched a base-stealing offensive."

"It would be nice to wait a little longer... Yokohama really went out to attack. ”

"The pitch was completely guessed and the runners started at the perfect time... But that catcher..."

"Even though his body was already broken, he used his agile steps to dodge the hitter who overlapped the delivery path and accurately sent the ball to third base."

"Yukiichiya... It's hard to believe that this is a performance that a year-old can make! ”

More and more spectators were attracted by the performances of both sides on the field, and the voices of each other were more and more loud.