'Eh? Why haven't I voted for Slider this time? ' Amakuhisa felt that this situation could no longer be explained to himself, and he was obviously planning to use Slider to catch him off guard at the end, 'Really or not, there is always a feeling that my pitching can't do anything to him. '
"Time!"
In the commotion, Miyuki's appearance did not attract any attention. At most, the percussion song was changed.
Then Ichidai Third's catcher called timeout without even looking at the batter. Pitcher's Mound.
'I always feel like my light is going to be overshadowed by this guy. ' But rather than being overshadowed by his juniors, it would be better to say that with such a reliable junior, the pressure on him as captain will be much less.
And that sentence really shocked Miyuki.
Before Kōshū came on the field, he turned to Miyuki and suddenly said, "Senior Miyuki, let's secure this victory." It seemed that he could see through Miyuki's mood at that time.
In sports arena, any comforting words cannot be worth the real performance, because words cannot deceive oneself, nor can they deceive others. 'You can really do it! '
After walking around the field for a week, the pitcher still showed no expression. Miyuki raised his hand and only felt a steady blow on it.
'Doesn't this person have any hesitations, or any of the emotional flaws of youth?? ' Miyuki, who was comforted by his juniors, was thankful that Ichidai Third's shooting call had called a timeout. Otherwise, his mood would not calm down for a long time, and he would not be able to fight for a while, and he would definitely be criticized by the whole team.
Not far away, the conversation about Ichidai Third's surrender continued, "Since we let him out, let's treat it as the first half of the third round and start over."
"Wow, that's a good idea." The pitcher didn't seem to realize that the catcher was comforting him, but complained in surprise.
"... Seeing you like this makes me feel relieved."
Amakuhisa still looked careless, and even wondered why the other party wanted to comfort him, "Isn't it natural? I'm a pitcher, I just pitch, and I'll leave the scoring to you. But now the team still can't break through that pitch, well, the problem is even bigger."
"..." The catcher wanted to ask where the pitcher's desire to compete with the opponent's pitcher just came off the field.
"But that power is more threatening than last year, and the speed of the ball has also increased a level. Think about it, he is only in his second year, what kind of monster he will grow into in the future——"
Don't say things that have nothing to do with you.
"The result is that the opponent didn't even give us a chance to disrupt, so they took action directly." The catcher continued, since the pitcher no longer cared about this Home Run.
"Of course. I took a look at his face. I always feel that he is a very smart person. Although he is so big, his eyes are very slender. He may be good at studying. I will ask about it later..."
What did you see on Pitcher's Mound, Amakuhisa...
The percussion song did not end with the pause, it continued to play behind the scenes, and both sides of the pitching duel finally recovered from the shock just now.
Lang Zhi, who is still waiting in the batting preparation area, is both excited and nervous. Today is the first time in an official game that his batting order has been as high as five bats, and he also successfully scored a hit in the last round.
'Would you like to ask my brother if he has any tips on how to defeat Amakuhisa? ' As soon as he turned his head halfway, the sound in the field attracted him back.
"Bump--" The ball only touched the edge of the stick, and then quickly hit the net behind the referee.
"Foul Ball!"
Come again! Miyuki felt that the pitcher in front of him seemed to have been reborn, the ball path became extremely sharp, and there was no end in sight.
"Pah——"
"Bad ball!" At this moment when the heart of resistance was particularly aroused, Miyuki chose to contain his emotions and see the trajectory of each ball clearly before taking action.
"You are watching the football carefully!"
"That's it!"
"Captain - stop hiding it, let everyone present see your strength!"
"Bump--" Another ball flew backwards at extremely fast speed. As soon as the batter took two steps, he saw the ball grazing the glove of the fallen first baseman and rolling out of the line.
"Foul Ball!"
"Tsk, what a pity!"
"Ah, it was so close that it went directly into the first baseman's glove."
The hearts of everyone present were taken away.
At the same time, the man who had just scored Seido had taken a break from Dugout and headed towards Bullpen.
Behind Kōshū, where he didn't pay attention, everyone's eyes in Dugout unconsciously fell on his back. From the moment he took the first step, he attracted all the attention of other players.
"He has practiced shooting, and now his physical strength is really much better." Kuramochi and Shirazu, as old people who came along the way, watched Kōshū join First String.
"Well, after I returned from pitching, I just lay down on the chair and slept." Shirazu refers to last spring and summer, Kōshū slept all the way there.
"Yes, if he doesn't recover some strength at that time, his face will be very bad in the next game."
Because of the amazing Home Run, the two 'old men' also recalled the time when Kōshū was still a novice in physical strength.
"It's a lot better now," Kuramochi then pretended to be disgusted, "But I still can't finish the shot."
Shirazu looked at Kōshū, who was integrated with the other pitchers over there, and smiled kindly, "That will be their next task."
"Well, that's true. We will retire after the summer."
However, in the team, the melancholy atmosphere about summer has not yet arisen. Everyone is rushing towards summer with all their strength.
'This is how we're going to graduate.. '
"Yeah - it's true. It depends on where we can rush to this summer." A third voice suddenly appeared in the conversation between the two, and this voice was still so familiar.
"Miyuki, when did you get out of the game?"
"Just when you were meditating, so you weren't watching at all?"
"We just discussed it for a little while!"
"Ah~ah~ I know. Anyway, I struggled with many balls before I was struck out by the opposite Slider." Miyuki put the bat back.
"What's there to be proud of? So, the opponent's condition has improved?"
"Yes, the trajectory of that Slider is very exaggerated. Even if you know it in your heart and can see it with your eyes, it is difficult to follow the changing trajectory with your hands." Miyuki said in a deep voice.
Therefore, this two-point lead is really necessary.
The balance of strength finally slowly stabilized, and the originally one-sided situation became smaller and smaller. Without the entanglement from Seido, the pace of the game became much faster. The fourth inning was spent with pitchers from both sides suppressing each other's lines.
In the fifth inning, the pitcher was originally scheduled to be replaced.
Kōshū picked up his gloves as usual and walked towards the entrance of Dugout, "Supervisor, I will take charge of this game." That tone was very bland and did not contain anything like determination. It was just like passing by the door and saying "I took away the garbage" or something like that.
The supervisor turned around and looked directly at his ace. With the pace of Kōshū, the distance between the two was shortening.
For a moment, the almost equal atmosphere between the two stopped Furuya from stepping forward.
"Yeah, okay."
Then Kōshū walked towards Pitcher's Mound without stopping.
Another synchronized message, the number of failed jj signings: 1
I was so angry that I made a hot pot meal
Continue to revise tomorrow