So, rather than watching other teams' error-riddled performances on tape, it was better to see how a truly disciplined team performed.
He really knows how to manipulate people's hearts, Kataoka Manager. Ochiai shuddered involuntarily.
Still, he remained reserved about starting Kawakami. The offseason was about to begin, when major tournaments and various practice games would no longer be allowed. They might as well give their ace some work in this final major game.
Naturally, Ochiai Coach made his suggestion, and Kataoka answered with his usual line: "The team does not exist to serve the ace alone."
Ah, my daughter is so adorable... Using his delicate daughter as emotional support, Ochiai Coach said no more.
The next day, a group dressed in blue occupied a large section of the stands, drawing the attention of everyone in Kyoma University's dugout.
"Hey, are those Seido people?" Blue uniforms, and in Tokyo—people quickly thought of Seido, especially since Seido had no game today.
"Did the whole team come to scout us?"
"Let's go watch Seido's game tomorrow too."
Voices erupted all around them, and everyone ran outside the dugout to look toward the stands.
Hongo had not intended to pay any attention, but his gaze involuntarily followed everyone's pointing fingers toward that side. From so far away, he could not make out much clearly.
Of course, Seido also noticed the commotion in the dugout.
Kōshū looked over and happened to meet the blurry gaze of a tall figure.
Hongo Masamune?
Kōshū!
That reaction—clearly, Seido had lost to Kyoma University at Summer Koshien, yet Hongo looked as though he himself had lost to Kōshū.
It could only be said that Kōshū viewed it from the team's perspective and believed that he had lost.
But Hongo viewed it from a personal perspective. Those insincere intentional walks,