"This is bad!
My heart won't stop pounding!!!
If the pitch misses by even half a ball, he'll hit it!
...He'll definitely hit it!!
This guy... damn!!!" Sawamura couldn't stop smiling.
His instincts had been stirred awake!!
"That was a great pitch, Sawamura!
Keep attacking him!!"
"All right!!!"
"One out!!"
"Pff!"
"Whoosh!"
"Smack!"
"Ball!!"
The fifth pitch was a ball near the batter's knees on the inside corner!
"You put too much power into it!!
Calm down!" Miyuki hurriedly gave Sawamura a signal.
"Huff!" After catching the ball, Sawamura took off his cap and steadied his breathing again.
But his wildly pounding heart was still stimulating Sawamura's nerves.
*I know!!
You don't get to face a batter of this caliber very often!
That's exactly why it's worth bringing out everything you have!!
Half-baked pitches won't work against this guy!
If anything, the longer we drag this out in his current state, the worse it gets for us!
It may be a little early, but it's worth trying!!
This is actually the best situation!
There's enough pressure, but not too much pressure!!
Number11!!
Fast Forkball unlocked!!
A ball is fine. At worst, we walk him!
The runner on first is fast, but that also limits Mima's speed!
Come on!!* After careful consideration, Miyuki called for Number11, a pitch they still couldn't freely use in actual games.
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
"Damn!!
Stop pounding already!" The moment Sawamura saw the signal, his heartbeat, which had just settled down, accelerated again.
"Full count!
Finish him in one go!!
Mima!!"
"Attack him, Eijun-kun!!"
"Go!!"
"One out, runners on first, three balls and two strikes!
The runner will be moving, so we absolutely have to avoid a long hit!" Yui by the sidelines grew tense as well.
He desperately wanted to know how Miyuki would call the