Watching Inami's car drive away, Kōshū had his senior hanging around his neck.
"You kid, don't let that guy take away the information." Senior Isashiki was not very relieved and took Kōshū's cell phone like an old father who was concerned about his children's friendships.
When Miyuki heard this, he couldn't help but laugh, "Hahaha, Kōshū is fine if he doesn't use Daoshi's information. Don't trust this guy easily. His acting skills are top-notch."
"Yes, Senior Miyuki has such a good character. He is one of the best seniors in the world. Do you think I am acting? Do you believe what I say?" Kōshū's words made Miyuki was at a loss for words. If he insisted on his first sentence, it meant that the other person was acting, and then 'Senior Miyuki has a really good personality' was a lie. But if he admitted it and believed it, wouldn't it mean that what he just said immediately turned into nonsense?
"Haha..."
"Hahahaha"
"Hahahahaha."
The seniors who understood it all laughed. Miyuki, who was surrounded by the ridicule, his eyebrows turned upside down again, "Really, why do you treat me like this..."
"Senior Miyuki, please stay with us for a while tonight." Kōshū pointed to the two pitchers behind him cheerfully, "These two guys also want to practice Changeup."
"True or not, they can't even hit a straight shot Strike Zone, isn't it too early?" Miyuki was a little disapproving and rushed to run before he could move steadily.
Kōshū said, "What's wrong? Changeup's arm swing is the same as a straight ball. This will actually make them feel more sensitive to straight balls."
"Why do you feel that you are so anxious?" At this time, everyone had arrived at the canteen, and Kōshū and Miyuki were left behind alone.
"There are still too few reliable relievers in the team. As for Kawakami Senior, although he controls the ball well, his personality is too soft. It would be better to reserve a few more pitchers of different types."
To be honest, Miyuki was a little surprised to be suddenly told a lot of his inner thoughts. He thought for a while, "You understand, if the supervisor knows your thoughts, he will probably think that you have no fighting spirit. Is it possible that you don't want to be the ace?" After all, the supervisor did not clearly announce who the ace is.
"Tch, looking at senior Tanba surrounded by third graders, what else do you not understand? The time that truly belongs to me is this fall." Kōshū said grandly. In fact, he himself did not want to be an ace in the first grade and be responsible for the progress of the team. He could not bear the wishes of such a heavy senior.
"Then I probably understand, but I will still tell the supervisor about this matter." Miyuki smiled and looked serious. As First String's main catcher, he also serves as the link between the team and the coaching staff. This is his responsibility, and he will not relax because of personal affairs.
"Hi~Hi~ It's up to you, senior~ Just come here to pick up the arrest tonight." Kōshū directly abandoned Miyuki and went to find his friends.
"Really, neither of them makes people worry."
At night, Indoor Practice Field.
"Sawamura, vote for me." Kanemaru has long been unhappy with this guy. Why can this guy with only momentum be selected into First String, but he can't. So he, who was just brought here by Lang Zhi, has already served as a competent warlord.
"You can't use your strength to throw like this, damn it!"
"Idiot, I just want you to be unable to exert your strength. Have you forgotten what I just taught you? Are you going to throw it like a straight ball?" Kanemaru was hopelessly crushed by this. "You should go down and think about it carefully. It's Furuya's turn next."
"Why are you giving the orders now!"
"Eijun, come here quickly and practice facing the net for a while!" Haruichi dragged Sawamura down.
"Okay, next one, Furuya, you vote!" Needless to say, Kanemaru has fully adapted to the position of warlord and is doing a decent job.
"Hi!" Furuya was also very cooperative and reached out to throw in a sweet potato.
Miyuki was standing in front of him in a cold sweat. The ball thrown by these two guys was just flying around, and it was too difficult to catch it. Kōshū, who caused this situation, asked his younger brother to catch it for him. Just after teaching it for the tenth time, this guy suddenly said that he had a new understanding of Changeup and wanted to study it carefully, so he hid aside to practice.
Pass the ball back to the pitcher who was studying his fingers after throwing the sweet potato ball, "Furuya, it's too stiff. Don't let me focus on throwing fast balls. Now I want you to throw slow balls. Swing your arms!"
Well, now it seems that it is a benefit to let Furuya practice Changeup and discover some of his hidden problems. "Don't pursue every ball thrown at the highest speed. The most important thing is to let the batter swing." Sora and the rhythm of the game are in his own hands. If you think about the protagonist being chased by gangsters, at the critical moment when he is about to lose his life, the car will sometimes go fast and sometimes slow, and sometimes turn corners. Isn't it just spinning the enemy around? Just remember that feeling and don't blindly pursue strength. "
Furuya nodded and threw a ball. It was obvious that he remembered it in his heart, "Yoshi, this feeling, let's try another ball!"
'It's too awkward to swing the ball straight and hit the ball with little effort! But no, that guy Furuya seems to have found the feeling, and I must learn it quickly! ' Eijun, who was unattended, consciously started practicing in front of the net.
And Haruichi, who was supposed to be guarding Eijun, stood on Batter's Box opposite Kōshū, "Come on, Kōshū!"
The pitcher opposite smiled. He was not lying. Before teaching the two pitchers, he searched for some things. As he was talking, he suddenly had a new idea. Since many pitchers have different Changeup grips, why not try them all?
He has always used an OK grip. When he was a beginner, he also tried a ball-in-the-palm grip, but the effect was not good. This time he held his fingers into a crab shape and shot the ball.
"Ah" the ball rubbed against Haruichi's body and fell behind him. He let out a short cry, "It feels a bit like Narumiya's senior Changeup. How did you do it?"
"Haha, apply force wherever you need it to run, but you have to pay attention to the ambiguous feeling between your fingers." Kōshū looked at his fingers gently, still forcing himself to recall the feeling at the moment when the ball was released.
"Come again. I want to fix this feeling!"
In Indoor Training Field, both sides were in full swing. Only Eijun, who was sandwiched in the middle, suddenly felt a trace of sadness. "Senior Chris... I want to ask senior Chris to catch the ball for me!"
I wonder if God heard the cry of Eijun, but soon a voice passed by the door.
"Furuya? Kanemaru? Ah, and you, Miyuki, so you are here." A group of seniors passed by carrying bats. When they heard that the juniors were practicing a new ball, they joined the sparring ranks without hesitation.
"Yoshi, let me beat you up!"
Regarding Tanba's arrangements, even if he hadn't been injured this time, he would have continued to struggle with his mentality and possession of the ball in the second half. In short, as Kōshū's shield, let's continue to suffer.