Kōshū was still batting third today.
Kuramochi, Haruichi, Kōshū.
Of course, that was not the biggest change in Seido's lineup. Maezono had directly yielded the first baseman position to Yamaguchi.
"Big Brother, today's wind is coming from the southwest at 4.4 meters per second, force three. Strange winds often appear ten meters above Koshien. Please be especially careful if you hit a Home Run later."
"I'll take that as a good omen..." Kōshū pulled out his bat and briskly headed outside.
Japanese Shono had their number eleven pitcher on the mound now. His fastball sat around 140 kilometers per hour, and he mainly relied on the characteristics of his left-handed sidearm delivery to throw batters off.
Kuramochi was batting right-handed this time, his hawk-like eyes fixed on the pitcher wearing number eleven across from him.
This batter's speed... Japanese Shono's catcher glanced at Seido's tense leadoff hitter and set his mitt on the outside corner. First, let's use a pitch to expand the Strike Zone.
But the opposing pitcher seemed to have been affected by Seido's performance in the top half of the inning. His very first pitch missed by an entire ball's width.
Kuramochi watched it without even moving his arms.
"Ball!"
That pitch revealed that the opposing pitcher was currently in poor form. Kuramochi looked toward the Dugout, but Kataoka Manager gave no signal.
Then he would strike while the iron was hot.
With such a poor start, unless he got an especially juicy pitch, he would simply wait for the other side to self-destruct.
"Ball!"
Japanese Shono's catcher naturally saw through Seido's leadoff hitter's plan, so he did his best to calm his pitcher. Before the count goes full, he won't swing. Just relax and throw a strike.
But how could the crafty Kuramochi possibly let a