"This isn't even my job!!"
"I thought someone had already told you about this!" When he saw Umemiya walking over, Narumiya immediately started being sarcastic in that tsundere way.
"This is the result after practice!!"
"Doesn't that make it even worse?"
"Huh?"
"There aren't even enough people who can get on the field like this!" Even though Umemiya looked like a delinquent, Narumiya refused to back down.
"Hey! Stop it!"
"Narumiya! That was too much!!"
"Don't do this!!" Seeing the two of them arguing, the people lined up near third base all came over to break it up.
"Wow! Narumiya Mei!
He really is like a king!" Hirabata stared in shock at the unreasonable Narumiya and shouted inwardly.
Smack! At that moment, Yang Shunchen made a perfect direct throw to first base!
"See that! That's how you do it!
The footwork for the throw, the height of the ball—that's what perfection looks like!!
Watch the people around you properly. You can learn it even like this, can't you?!" The white-haired boy pointed at Yang, who had returned to the back of the line, and turned up the heat.
"Sorry I can't learn it!!
Why do I have to let a guy like you talk down to me like this?!" Umemiya stepped right up to him, practically pressing his forehead against Narumiya's as he demanded an answer.
"You people went and lost the Spring Tournament on your own!"
"Huh?! What's that supposed to mean?!" Umemiya failed to keep up with that leap in logic for a moment.
"I was planning to teach you a lesson myself this time, and then you went and lost on your own!
Come on! Let me have a chance to collect what you owe me, okay?!"
"Hahaha!
What's wrong? You lost to us in the Autumn