Summer had arrived, and more people came to watch Inashiro practice. There were former alumni from the school, as well as people from society who supported Inashiro. Quite a few of them were wealthy and donated plenty of food and drinks to the team.
Some were even more generous and directly donated a Pitching Machine. Damn.
That day, Su Qing joined practice as usual. But he could clearly feel that everyone's training had become more urgent, especially Narumiya Mei. If Su Qing had not stopped him, he probably would have pitched until his arm went sore.
It was not until the pregame meeting that evening that Su Qing realized—oh, there was a game tomorrow.
Su Qing could be said to have the biggest heart in all of Inashiro. He paid no attention to anything outside and focused only on training. In truth, this was a bad habit left over from his previous life. Su Qing really hated keeping track of games! He had even nearly been sent back to the Minor League by his coach for missing one.
After that, whenever there was a game, his agent would blow up his phone the night before and again on the morning of the game. He would even thoughtfully leave little notes at Su Qing's home to keep him from missing another game.
That bad habit had carried over into this life as well. He did not have an agent yet, but he lived in a dorm with everyone else and played ball with them, so he could find out anything just by asking. Besides, when it was really time for a game, someone would definitely drag him there.
On the night before the game, Coach Kunimoto called everyone into the Conference Room. There was not much to say, really—he said even