"Well done, you were able to stabilize after Home Run." Kōshū came to deliver water, but met a pair of bright eyes full of aggression, "What's wrong, Furuya?"
"I also want to be an ace!" A competitive ace declared, and Dugout's voice disappeared in an instant.
"Hey, hey, we're in competition!"
"Why Furuya suddenly?"
"So cunning! Furuya! I also want to be the ace!" Eijun ran in at every opportunity and added his own declaration, but this was much worse than Furuya's thunder.
Kōshū did not shift his gaze elsewhere. He just looked at Furuya, tilted his head and said, "Well, so what are you going to do?"
"I won't let them hit my ball again!" Furuya seemed to have thought about it, but unexpectedly the ace was not satisfied. He nodded and asked, "Then what? This is just a game, there are many more to come?"
"Control the ball? Changeup?" Furuya looked at Kōshū's reaction hesitantly, hoping to find an expression similar to talking about the midfielder.
"Pfft, Furuya, why do you keep asking me? Don't you want to be the ace?" Kōshū laughed.
"I don't know how to be an ace, so please teach me!"
Furuya's speech really dropped a bomb again. Ancient poets would never stop talking without surprising words, tossing and turning, and only got two sentences in three years. Furuya just said a few sentences according to his mood, and he could shock a lot of people to death.
But Kōshū found it more and more interesting. He laughed for a while, then pointed at Furuya and said, "Okay, I'll teach you how to be a trump card!"
"Eh????" Now even the calmest Ochiai opened his mouth in surprise and forgot to close it. What was the reaction of his ace?
"I don't know why, but I always think this would be interesting~~" Kōshū added.
After all, a year ago, he was still trying hard to keep First String, but after such a year, the ace position has long been stable. From now on, it is nothing more than playing games, building a reputation, and then entering professional baseball.
If I can cultivate an opponent in the team to compete with myself, haha, it will always feel more exciting. Then I will be forced to move forward in those areas that I know I should improve but have no motivation to change. '
I just hope that Furuya can be more powerful and give him a little more sense of urgency. As for whether he will really be squeezed out? Kōshū sneered at this idea. He himself was still an unexplored rich mine. Instead of thinking about this, he would rather think about how to improve himself.
"Hey, Furuya, it's your turn to strike, don't stand here anymore." Furuya didn't expect it to be so easy, and his head went blank for a moment.
'What on earth is that person thinking? Why do I find that every time I follow him, he has already gone away? '
Don't understand, don't understand. With his head troubled, Furuya hit a ball straight away.
"Bump--" A solid hit, and the ball flew towards the center field.
"Landed!"
Narumiya Mei, who didn't expect to be hit at all, looked angrily at Furuya on first base.
"Bad ball!"
"Bad ball!"
Now it was Inami's catcher's turn to be anxious, 'Narumiya, don't be angry! Nice pitching! '
'So what! It's just a low-position laner! 'Narumiya Mei got a little angry for a moment, calmed down, and immediately hit three good goals.
"Out!"
"Three out, switch sides!"
Seido finally got a hit, but it was all in vain due to lack of firepower.
"Narumiya, really stop doing this, I'm so worried!" Hayakawa trotted behind the pitcher.
"What are you worried about?" Narumiya Mei turned to look at his catcher and asked knowingly.
"I'm worried about your condition!"
Narumiya Mei stopped, grabbed the collar of Hayakawa who was trying to brake, and shook it, "I'll kindly tell you a fact. The more you act like this, the more the pitcher will annoy you."
He deliberately pretended to be sinister and wanted to scare the catcher. "And some bad pitchers will take advantage of this personality trait of yours!"
"Use. As long as I can win, no matter what it is, I will do it!" Hayakawa looked at the other party directly.
Narumiya Mei, who was originally just evil-minded and wanted to tease his own catcher, suddenly realized the terrible thing about the catcher in his hand, "This man's heart is blacker than coal!" '
Agitated, he quickly let go of his hand, but the catcher in front of him was still smiling, as if the pitcher would never criticize him severely for anything he did, 'To a certain extent, Miyuki is simpler than this guy.'
"Sa, Narumiya, let's go to Bullpen next, don't let your body cool down."
Narumiya Mei The restless fire in his chest suddenly calmed down, "Well, let's go."
On the other end, Furuya was unanimously praised and encouraged by everyone.
"Furuya, good fight!" Although it was a blind shot.
"Keep it going!" means pitching, be steady.
Today's Furuya's emotions are very exposed, which makes everyone cautious, like walking on a tightrope, carefully maintaining his inner stability.
"Hi! I can do it!" Furuya appeared again with two blushes on his cheeks, and everyone in Dugout breathed a sigh of relief.
'You also talk about being the ace, which ace relies on coaxing. '
Isn't the ace the one who stabilizes the team's atmosphere? When the team is in trouble, it is the ace that can find the only gap in the dark clouds that the sun can penetrate.
At present, Furuya is still far from the ace image of Seido in everyone's mind.
"Good shot!"
"Good shot!"
"The batter is out!" At the beginning of the second round, Miyuki increased the ratio of Changeup to Pitching Strategy. The sharp falling Forkball, combined with a 150-kilometer straight ball in good condition, Inashi's batter could only be constantly being fooled around, missing and struck out.
"That guy, by the fifth game, his condition was getting better and better!"
Everyone in Daoshi felt the pressure. Only Narumiya Mei in front was shouting, "What are you doing? Take a good look at the ball before swinging!"
"Narumiya, the supervisor is staring at you." Hayakawa reminded.
"Eh??" Narumiya Mei's back tensed, and he looked back. The supervisor over there didn't look at this at all, "Hayakawa, are you fooling me!?"
Hayakawa frowned and said with a troubled look on his face, "How could it be? What I said is true, it was just the supervisor who just took a look at it."
Narumiya Mei didn't really believe it, but he didn't dare to yell randomly, "Sometimes I can't even see through you, and I always feel like you're doing bad things behind you."
"Narumiya, how could I do something bad? Isn't Narumiya always looking at all my things, cell phones and diaries?"
"That's it! The fact that I can't catch you at all is even more terrifying!"
"Narumiya, the supervisor is watching."
"Who will believe you!" But Narumiya Mei couldn't help but look back as he spoke.
The result was true. Supervisor Inami's eyes were like the autumn wind in October and the snow in December, blowing continuously in the direction of Bullpen, suppressing the newly 'revived' voice.