"Bang—" The crisp sound set the entire stadium ablaze, and the stomping of the spectators seemed to carry for nearly two kilometers.
"Waaah!!!"
Kyoma University's players surged toward home plate, and the announcer's voice belonged to them.
"Congratulations to Great Troll Wisteria!!"
As for Seido, they had no time to shed tears over their defeat.
"Bleurgh—" As Kyoma University's sixth batter rounded toward third base, their first-year ace suddenly vomited on the Pitcher's Mound, emptying all the water in his stomach.
"Ah!!—" A frightened woman's cry was swallowed by the roaring cheers of the excited crowd.
Soon, more people noticed what had happened, and their murmurs rolled through the stadium like thunder.
"Make way, make way!" Kataoka came up with the doctor.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." Kōshū waved his hand. God, he had actually embarrassed himself in such a high-profile game. He definitely did not want this broadcast on television.
But the discussions only grew louder, and someone even started clapping. "You did great too!"
"Come back next year!"
When the sixth batter reached home plate, he cheered twice before noticing that most people were still looking toward the Pitcher's Mound.
"Is that pitcher okay...?"
"He threw up just now, right?"
"I was inside, so I didn't see it clearly."
All they saw was that the Pitcher's Mound had instantly been surrounded by Seido players, layer upon layer.
In the end, Kōshū repeatedly insisted that he was fine and refused to leave, determined to stay and receive the awards with the team. The doctor remained standing nearby.
The boys from both teams, their uniforms covered in dirt and sand, received the runners-up and champions' flags and plaques respectively.
Three days later, West Tokyo, cafeteria.
"Hahaha, Miyuki, that was the awards ceremony! What was with that expression on your face?" Isashiki