At night, the quiet Daoshi campus, if you walk along the road Ginkgo Trees, you will gradually get closer to the noise.
Not far away is Daoshi's Baseball Club.
Among Bullpen, Hayakawa and Narumiya are still training.
"There is a game tomorrow, remember to go back early!" A passing teammate opened the door and told the two people inside, but as expected no reply was received.
Someone reminded him from behind, "Don't worry about them. If you don't vent your energy, I think Ming won't be able to sleep."
"Carlos?"
It was Inashi's stick that spoke.
"I heard that the kid from Seido has developed a new ball type. Don't mention how ugly our ace's face is."
But Carlos's tone was a bit harsh, as if he was happy to see this happen.
"Hooray, stop blocking the door over there! Also, I can hear your discussion. It's so annoying. Go back!" Ming started to lose his temper again.
"Look -" the shapeless stick hanging at the door finally stood up straight, "Ace is angry again, let's go~"
"Really." Narumiya Mei stared at the two figures disappearing at the door before finally looking away, "Next, Slider!"
"Hi!" At this moment, only the catcher who is quiet and does not cause trouble is the most popular with Inajitsu Ace.
The brightly lit Bullpen was surrounded by only the echoes of pitching. While Narumiya Mei was keeping an eye on his gloves, he still had plenty of energy to recall what happened before.
Another year, or rather, the last year.
During these two years of high school, he was so proud of his youth that First Year of High School joined the team to compete in Koshien, but he ruined the summer of his seniors because of his carelessness.
When he wanted to go back to that place to take revenge, Kōshū enrolled in school. From the time this person entered school, no, from the Little League stage, this person seemed to be here specifically to defeat him.
This year's West Tokyo's rights to compete in Xia Jia and Spring A are contracted by Seido.
Once is okay, twice?
The last time I hit Seido was a long time ago. I was still throwing the ball, and the pitcher's anger came out, "Damn it Kōshū!"
After putting all his emotions into pitching, Narumiya Mei quickly calmed down again.
Hayakawa on the opposite side received the ball and praised "nice ball" as usual. He didn't seem to notice the abnormal performance of the opposite pitcher at all.
"Hey, Hayakawa, is that guy's pitching really better than in Spring League?" After shouting, his voice was a little hoarse, and the pitcher asked his partner again.
"Well, yes." No matter how many times he asks, Hayakawa always looks like he is in a state of concentration, and answers calmly, sometimes exaggerating.
"The power of the straight ball has not diminished. Even if Tachikawa's batter knew it was a straight ball, he could not keep up with the rhythm and could only hit Foul Ball.
Changeup creates a speed difference, allowing the hitter to miss easily.
There is also Slider, which has a large lateral displacement and is mixed with straight balls, making it difficult to distinguish. It was used to make Bait Ball.
The last one is Cutter. In my opinion, he doesn't need to use such a sharp pitch. Just other pitches are enough to strike out Tachikawa's players.
In other words, there was no need for an ace to play in today's game. In the end, the game ended early in the 7th round.
Probably to recover from the break, or maybe to experiment with new ball types. "
Today, Ming was able to practice for so long without refueling, all because of Hayakawa's mouth.
"That Cutter will be used against us." Ming's eyes became sharp.
Hayakawa was still so calm, "Of course, let me tell you, they may be anxious to use this ball in the game just to deal with us. So it seems that the stability of this ball is not very high, otherwise there is no need to expose it in advance."
"Hmph——" Narumiya Mei pointed to the opposite side, "So you have to hit all the balls out of him! Do you hear me!"
"Hey, hey, I'll try my best!"
"What does it mean to do your best? It means for sure! Aren't you familiar with him and the ball?"
"Hey, I'll definitely call him out!"
Let us leave Inami and come to Seido. In Analysis Room, which is also brightly lit, Miyuki yawned.
"Nice ball! This time the shoulders are completely shaken!"
The pitcher paused and looked at the catcher on the opposite side, "Senior Miyuki, you just said this!"
"Eh?" Even the experienced Miyuki was stunned for a moment, and then quickly found a good word, "It means your ball is becoming more and more stable."
"It's so insincere. Don't all of you catchers have this habit of praising people with rhetoric and never taking it seriously?" Here is Kōshū, who was tired of pitching and wanted to find something to do.
How could Miyuki not be clear about it, "How is that possible? My praise always flows from my heart. How can I not take it into my heart? My heart has a strong sense of participation."
Then he immediately counterattacked, "What's wrong? Why do you suddenly want to understand the catcher's mind? Do you understand the importance of combining pitching and catching?" So you want to have a good relationship with me?
"Senior Miyuki, please don't be sentimental." Kōshū stopped pitching and solemnly declared, leaving Miyuki speechless for a while.
"I was reflecting on the relationship between me and the catchers recently, and I realized that I never seemed to help the younger catchers grow."
Miyuki cooperated, "Ah, that, didn't you say that before?"
"Yeah, but recently, when I got to know the freshman catchers with the mentality of supporting the younger ones, I discovered that they have something in common. Hmm... How should I put it? He will take the initiative to follow the pitcher's butt, and he can still face the cold shoulder correctly, and he will take the initiative to praise the pitcher. In the relationship between pitcher and catcher, he is the kind of person who gives first."
Miyuki complained in his heart, why do you still need to analyze and analyze just this little thing? Isn't it obvious?
"Isn't that natural? As a catcher, you should regard yourself as the commander of the team in your heart, and the relationship between pitching and catching is the first thing to deal with." However, among the freshmen catchers, there are also people who do not fit this stereotype, such as Okumura Kōshū and Miyuki. I feel that this child is quite unique.
"So this is how I feel. Look at the big picture, so you won't dwell on the small." Kōshū nodded fiercely, "And after you become more active in life, you will no longer be a passive acceptance person."
Miyuki was chilled by the stare from the other side, "What's wrong? Suddenly?"
"Yeah - I didn't expect that one day I would get such philosophical words from Senior Miyuki. It's because I didn't know you before."
"Hey, hey, don't always add so many negative impressions to me. How about taking a serious look at me without prejudice?"
The two of them joked around for a while, and then went back together when the coaches came to drive them away.
"Do you want me to rub your back?" Their common destination was the bathhouse. Under Kōshū's gaze, he added, "Since we are already good friends."
After two seconds of silence, the pitcher turned around and went to the dormitory.
"Hey, hey, I get it, I get it, I won't rub your back anymore." The figure from behind was still walking faster, Miyuki could only shout, "I got it, I'm going to wash the head office first! I'll knock on your door after I finish washing."
After that, the pitcher raised his arm and waved back.
Update information, today everyone was supposed to have an afternoon meeting, so I happily went to the company, prepared a pot of cactus, took an extra lunch, and massaged for half an hour.
When we arrived at the company, we found that everyone else had left, but the leaders remained...
I'm so annoyed. I, a person who is about to resign, don't feel comfortable being there under the eyes of others, so I just printed out the resignation certificate and didn't get the rest done.