Over the next four innings, as the game went on, the distinct styles of Seido's two pitchers became increasingly clear.
The first pitcher threw hard, and his Forkball dropped sharply, so some spectators wondered why the pitcher with the fastest velocity was not the ace.
But once the second pitcher took the mound, they understood everything.
He could put the ball wherever he wanted, backed by a variety of Changeups and respectable velocity of his own.
Over four innings, his pitching remained steady and precise, and his outs were sharp and decisive.
Then they looked at the scoreboard. "They've already scored five runs. A pitcher with both a strong arm and a strong bat—you really only see that with Takano!"
Half an hour later, "Bow!"
The players from both teams lined up beside home plate as the sound of the Air Raid Siren rang out overhead once more.
"See you at Summer Koshien!" Kōshū was grabbed by a stern-faced pretty boy making threats. He recognized him as Mima from Hakuryu High School.
"Yeah. See you at Summer Koshien."
After the game ended, Kōshū did not feel relaxed or happy at all. Perhaps because he had already set his sights on the fourth game, he did not feel much joy from each victory.
"The semifinals are the day after tomorrow." Kawakami Senior unusually came over to speak. Maybe having served as the Closing Pitcher today gave him more confidence to talk, as though the two of them had solved a huge problem together.
"Yeah. We'll need to study them carefully after we get back."
Their next game was on the twenty-eighth, against Great Troll Wisteria.
Neither of them spoke again, their worries sinking at the same time.
At times like this, they needed someone good at lightening the mood.
Kōshū looked