"Was Sawamura especially good at hitting inside corner balls?
They flew farther than pitches on the outside!
Should I make my next pitch a little trickier?" After mocking Sawamura's pronunciation, Tojo began entertaining a tiny bit of mischief.
"You're done hitting, right? Get down already!!" Kanemaru Mama, standing behind Sawamura, impatiently chased him away.
That immediately drew a round of complaints from Sawamura!
"Tojo!!"
Ignoring the little cutie behind him who was "acting cute," Kanemaru shouted Tojo's name. When Tojo looked over, Kanemaru extended a hand and beckoned him over.
It meant: pitch seriously!!
"Sure!
Since I can only throw fastballs anyway, I won't hold back. I'll throw nothing but pitches Shinji isn't good at hitting!!" Seeing his old friend like this, Tojo naturally did not hold back.
Tojo naturally knew why Kanemaru was acting this way. After all, he had been feeling an intense sense of crisis lately!!
And Kanemaru should also know that Tojo would throw pitches he was bad at hitting...
"Pfft!"
"Whoosh!"
"Crack!"
"Hey, hey, hey!!
That one didn't fly very far!!
Kanemaru!!" Sawamura, who had just been complaining nonstop, immediately came back to life and started jeering in his little chick-mouth, petty fashion.
"You're so annoying!!
I'm not in the mood to play with you right now!!
My batting results over Golden Week were two hits in ten plate appearances, and I only got on base twice because of those hits. I struck out three times instead...
In this kind of condition... if I get kicked out of the starting lineup next game, I won't have anything to complain about...
But... my trademark is aggressive swinging!!
Even if I get out, I have to keep putting pressure on their defense with my momentum and the speed of the ball I hit!!
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