"Anyone who hasn't shown anything yet should go reflect on themselves first!"
"It was only my first at-bat!" Carlos froze at the remark, but he still had to put up a struggle.
"This pitcher's fastball is quick and heavy, and we're using wooden bats. He's not that easy to crack!" Yabe spoke up in his defense.
"Hmph!" Someone completely refused to listen.
"It's about time for me to go out too!" Sendou, who had just finished getting geared up, said.
"I'm looking forward to it!!" Whitey immediately changed his tune.
"Naru! Did you know?
This guy has been calling you Whitey behind your back!" Miyuki, who had already stepped out of the dugout, could not help turning back to speak.
"I already knew!
That kind of thing doesn't matter!
It just proves we have a friendship!
Just focus on your duty to get on base. Don't try to sow discord here!
Even in your first at-bat, as the third batter, you should think carefully about getting on base!!" Whitey waved him off, telling him to get lost already.
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"Don't even think about it! Kazuya,
It's already generous enough that I allow us to call each other by name!" Seeing that Miyuki still was not leaving, Whitey began making wild guesses.
"I haven't even said anything!"
"You already gave yourself away!"
"..." Miyuki gave up.
Whitey was such a hypocrite...
Or rather, what hypocrisy? Fifty steps mocking a hundred steps—everything was perfectly reasonable and legal to him!
"It's fine for a pitcher to be a little willful!"
That was Whitey's true belief.
Miyuki really had thought about it before. Calling him that once in a while sounded rather fun.
Being found out was no big deal. Miyuki had stayed silent because the guy in front of him would play dirty...