"Hey, the person on the other side is staring at you." Miyuki ran over and bumped into Kōshū. He was in a very happy mood now. He survived the first three rounds without losing any points.
"I see it's obviously you. You're the one directing on the court." Kōshū finally let Matsushita come over. He adjusted his breathing while running. In this situation, he must seize all the time to relax his body.
"You were the one who pitched the ball, the biggest contributor."
"It's you."
"Hehehe."
The pair of catchers in the front seemed to have taken the wrong medicine, running slowly and bumping into each other like children. Isashiki in the back couldn't stand it for a long time. Now it became even more furious. One in each hand, they were embedded in the two people.
"I say you guys, it's about time you pitched well."
Kōshū wanted to refute, but when he turned around and saw the anger of his senior, he said obediently, "Hi!"
Isashiki passed the two of them, followed by a smiling Minato: "The other person won't always be deceived, that's Osaka Kiryu."
"Yeah, I don't care, but I feel so heavy right now. Don't give me so many infield ground balls."
The two men responded one by one, and Kōshū sighed. The first three rounds were fooled, but there are still six rounds to go. What should I do?
Kōshū's method is to lie down on a rest bench and completely relax your body. As for warming up? Please, his body can't handle any more exercise, just let him rest now.
Ota Manager saw what happened in the player box and expressed disapproval. "Kōshū shouldn't you go to Bullpen to maintain your physical condition now? Why are you lying down?"
Kataoka didn't look back. "It doesn't matter. As for the warm-up, he has done enough in the first three games. Let him arrange his body by himself." He noticed it when Kanto Tournament was playing. Kōshū didn't take advantage of the momentum to train for another hour like others after the game. Instead, he took a shower and went directly to the dormitory to sleep.
Kataoka Manager doesn't quite understand Kōshū's method of resting, but he understands Kōshū's familiarity with his own body. Since the player himself believes that this method will not affect his condition, he believes in the player.
Of course, if the coach doesn't care about them, there will naturally be someone in the players' booth who does.
"Hey, brother, why are you lying down? Wake up quickly. You are already in the game. Could it be that you haven't fully woken up yet and were you just sleepwalking? Ah - no wonder, your pitching feels soft, ah -!" Eijun, who was chattering, was kicked in the butt by senior Kuramochi, "Kuramochi - senior?"
The former delinquent boy on the opposite side had a sullen face. "Don't interfere with the pitcher's rest here." Kuramochi was in a bad mood at the moment. This inning of Seido's at-bats started with Senior Kominato, which made him think of the fact that he had no hits in two games. "Since you are so free, wipe off the bat for me."
The voice of the noisy boy gradually faded away, and Kōshū was finally able to calm down. Slowly, the sounds on the court seemed to be sinking under the water, and the sounds from the shore were very far away and very vague. He was indulged in this state and felt that the muscles of his body were stretching like water plants.
Suddenly, he felt someone sitting down next to him, and the temperature was transferred from a very close distance. Someone's voice came vaguely. "Furuya, don't sleep here, have you pitched?" Then the heat source was pulled away again.
"Click--" There was a clear sound, like a glass bottle of drink taken out of the refrigerator in summer, and the cork was pulled out with a bang.
"Hey, hey - wake up." The waves in front of him were disturbed, "We'll be at your place soon."
"Okay--" Kōshū opened his eyes and just stretched when he saw Miyuki hitting a ball on the field that went directly into the pitcher's glove.
Put down your stretched hand, okay, let's go straight to the stage now.
In the fourth game, Seido's defensive game, the current situation is 2:0, Seido is leading, Kiryu had 4 hits, but none of them were converted into effective points.
'It's the five sticks' turn again. 'Kōshū threw two balls that scraped the sideline, but they didn't lead him to take out the bat. 'One is good and one is bad. What ball are you waiting for? '
The next moment, a ball suddenly rushed towards the batter on Batter's Box.
"Hey, Danger -" The five sticks ducked back in response to the shouts of their companions, but the ball seemed to hear it as well, turning sharply, turning into Strike Zone, and pounced into the catcher's glove.
"Good shot!"
At this time, everyone no longer cared about the supervisor's expression and began to discuss the situation. "Did the ball turn a corner?"
"Slider is so awesome."
"So, you didn't reveal your trump card until the fourth round?"
"Hey, stop talking, the supervisor is angry."
Seido also took a deep breath and exhaled it. They knew that Kōshū was practicing Slider a week ago, but everyone stood on Batter's Box out of curiosity and had basically been scared by this. They didn't know what that person was thinking about pursuing such an exaggerated change.
"Phew - so dangerous." The first one to say it was Ota Manager. Now he really felt that this player was too unique. The key point was that Kataoka Manager let him make trouble. He used the ball directly in the game before he had even practiced it. Only the pair of shooters had such courage.
'Wow, it actually worked. '
'It's your fault that a bad shot turned out to be a good shot. '
It should be said that they are indeed partners. The inner monologues of the two players on the court are surprisingly similar.
This Slider, which was accidentally thrown very well, was as effective as a bomb. Originally, they only needed to focus on the straight ball, but now a Slider was squeezed into the probability of a straight ball. And judging from the current situation, this guy may still have the ball that he knows. How can we not make people hesitate.
"Good shot!" Five swings missed and he was struck out. This result added to the bomb just now.
"The strategy remains the same. Keep an eye on that straight ball and make me a few more Foul Balls to consume that pitcher's energy!" Kiryu's supervision was not disturbed by this Slider.
In the next six and seven rounds, this strategy was resolutely implemented. Miyuki quickly noticed their thoughts, 'Since you want to fight, I will vote for you to fight. ' Wait until they hit two Foul Ball, then add Changeup, and quickly strike out.
"Three out, switch sides!"
"Kataoka——Supervisor——" These arrests are really powerful. No wonder you let them deal with us. Although I thought so, Director Kiryu's smiling mask could no longer hang on. They came all the way and were suppressed like this?
"What's the opponent's ball count?"
"... Now it's 37 goals."
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Today I found a fanfic about Spell Return on Lofter. It was very long and I read it all day long, so I only saved two days of manuscripts for the new week 555