Going Crazy

Sendou shifted his gaze from the bench to Tojo, who Yakushi Pitcher-Catcher Tojo.

"That pitcher also Forkball when he's getting a strike count."

He probably has a lot of confidence in that kind of ball.

That was indeed a good shot, but not all of them can be controlled on a low pitch.

In other words, you didn't capitalize on the easy shots... and you didn't play them well!

Coach Kataoka said this, Sendou nodded frantically.

The attackers, who had been taught a lesson, were immediately covered in a cold sweat.

"Aim for the belt and above!"

Don't miss out on any good Ball Trajectory!!

"For the remaining games, use your own hitting skills!" At this point, Coach Kataoka still chose to trust the players and rely on their usual hitting techniques.

"Hi!!!"

"Call out!"

"Smack!"

Just then, a loud sound from the Bullpen drew everyone's attention.

"Yoshi!!!"

My body is warmed up, and I'm ready to go on stage anytime!!!

"Hahahaha!!" Sawamura shouted, swinging his arms wildly.

Because of the stimulation from Furuya, that guy was especially eager to play.

Therefore, the only way to attract the coach's attention is by using one's voice.

Seeing this, Furuya, who was drinking water with a straw, frantically sipped the water from his cup.

"Wow, he really knows how to show off! I need to learn from that kind of dedication," Kariba remarked as he caught the ball from Sawamura.

"Furuya! We absolutely cannot lose to you!" Sawamura said fiercely from the Pitcher's Mound in the Bullpen, panting heavily.

"You... you overdid it with your warm-up!" Kawakami- senpai remarked, looking at Sawamura, whose sweat was just as profuse as Furuya's.

This guy, who didn't even play, had about the same amount of stamina as the Starting Pitcher.

"Oh!

It's about time you matured a bit, Eijun!

"Let me give you a little help one more time!" Sendou said with a soft laugh.

"Don't let me down!... Raichi!"

"And there's a pharmacist hitting the line!" Then, Sendou looked at Raiichi, who was at third Raichi Todoroki.

"Did you say something?" Sendou spoke so softly that Coach Ochiai next to him couldn't tell if Sendou had said anything or not.

"No! It's nothing!"

At this point, the first half of the fifth game had already begun.

Tojo, as the first striker, has already stepped into the Batter's Box.

"I didn't pay attention to the first at-bat, and since he was playing in the outfield, I wasn't sure at first."

It really was this guy!

"Tojo Hideaki, a senior pitcher who reached the national semifinals in his second year of junior high school." Akiba, the catcher, only dared to confirm this during Tojo's second at-bat.

After all, seniors are known for their achievements in national competitions, especially pitchers.

Because most of the talented people in the country are concentrated in the senior ranks, and people like Sawamura, Furuya, Raichi Todoroki, and Sendou are just exceptions.

Therefore, Tojo was quite famous among his classmates.

"Hey! We've only been enrolled for five months, right?"

Does this mean he's giving up on being a pitcher?

Such a wolf...

"It's absolutely impossible to hit the ball I threw, the ball full of ambition!!" Seeing Akiba nod, Mishima's chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) flared up again.

"Puff!"

"Boo!"

"Call out!"

"Forehead!"

"Bye!" Mishima said smugly after seeing Tojo throw his Forkball.

"Ping!"

However, he was still knocked away by Tojo wielding a stick with one hand.

"Ata!" Mishima turned around in a panic.

"I've wanted to try Sendou's move for a long time!"

"But it's really great to be able to fly to a good place," Tojo thought to himself as he ran the bases.

In this life, this move became Tojo's technique for imitating Sendou.

After Tojo reached base, Kuramochi attempted Safety Bunt, but was caught up and out.

"Tch!" Sendou scoffed softly from the bench.

"I understand how you feel!" Coach Ochiai said.

"These guys have completely forgotten what the Sunglasses Uncle said!"

Although the opponent didn't expect a sudden short shot at this moment, if you calmly choose the ball, you can definitely hit it.

Moreover, the ball he touched was easy to hit!

"That Sunglasses Uncle let them choose the right ball to shoot," Sendou said, pursing his lips.

"Smack!"

"Bang!" Xiaochun hit a powerful pitch and successfully reached base.

"That was aimed!"

Don't let Koharu's usual demeanor fool you. He can act on a whim. Although Sawamura was still telling Kawakami- senpai that it was Koharu's doing, he dismissed the rumors.

"I wasn't aiming!" Xiaochun retorted weakly.

"It has to be like this!"

Although the Ball Trajectory of the shot was somewhat dangerous!

After that..."Sendou's brows, which had relaxed slightly because of Koharu's attack, furrowed again, because the one who struck him with the three sticks was the lost Maezono in his eyes.

This puts the player on first and third base with one out, Coach Kataoka gives the Signals.

However, these are all pretexts; in reality, the decision is still left to the player.

"One out, runners on first and third base!"

It's very similar to the first game!

"But can this hitter really make it?" Coach Ochiai said softly.

Because of Sendou's presence, Coach Ochiai had fewer internal monologues and mostly spoke them out in whispers.

This method can be seen as an attempt to explore the inner world of the Sendou, or rather, to understand the extent of his cognitive abilities.

"Have no idea!

But just one look at his first swing will make it clear.

"This person's head isn't quite right." Sendou replied with a somewhat cold gaze.

Sendou's voice clearly indicated his pessimism.

"Give us this opportunity created by your juniors, and show us what it's like to be a senior! A-Yuan!" Miyuki called out with a smile.

Miyuki is indeed rather poor at controlling people's hearts.

Sendou, Coach Ochiai, and Senior Chris on the sidelines were all worried, but Miyuki still had a relaxed expression.

This guy can't put himself in others' shoes; he assumes everyone else thinks the same way he does. Miyuki has had this problem for a long time.

"It's so noisy!" Maezono shouted, drowning out Miyuki's voice.

"This is not good!" Just from the sound, Sendou could already imagine Maezono's body, which was as hard as stone.

Coach Ochiai glanced at him but didn't say anything.

Will points be mandatory?

"Who knows? Maezono isn't the agile type of player."

"He's a center hitter, so let him hit as hard as he wants in this situation!"

The observers on the sidelines were discussing it animatedly, as this was a hard-won, excellent scoring opportunity.

Coach Kataoka also stared intently at Maezono, eager to know what choices he would make and how he would respond.

"Boo!"

"Call out!"

"Soldiers!"

"Outside the boundary!"

Maezono hit the Outside Corner Ball to first base.

"Baka!"

"Too greedy!" Sendou said coldly, seeing Maezono's behavior.

"This guy waits until the ball is very close to his hand before he shoots."

"Could it be that they're all thinking about attacking to the right?" Seeing such an obvious intention, Akiha could naturally guess Maezono's intention.

"Hey! Hey!"

Your swing is too stiff!

"Could he really be feeling the pressure?" Seeing Maezono's swing, Miyuki had no idea what had happened to him.

"Shoulders! Shoulders! You're using too much force!" Miyuki shouted.

Maezono jumped around in place, but in Sendou's eyes, she looked like a zombie, her entire upper body seemingly fixed in place.

Having seen through Maezono's intentions, Akiha used an inside-out high ball, which was very easy to hit.

With his body stiff and his mind focused solely on striking to the right, Maezono couldn't even manage to make a move.

"This person is beyond saving today!"

With a runner on third base, whether the ball goes left or right, and you don't even need a hit, as long as the ball lands in an open space, it's a run.

This guy was even thinking of hitting to the right so that Kominato could also get to third base.

"We let him miss an easy Ball Trajectory. After the match, we need to teach him a lesson and make him realize his limitations." Although Sendou was full of complaints, he didn't really want to see them like this.

However, from another perspective, exposing all their shortcomings today is a good thing.

At that moment, Maezono suddenly remembered what Jun-san had said to him.

Faced with the third ball, also Inside Corner Ball, he finally didn't just stand there and watch it go, but instead gave up waiting for it to be in his hands and fought desperately to hit the ball.

However, he still couldn't forget the idea of hitting to the right.

Inside Corner Ball kick that's forced to the right requires exceptional skill.

This resulted in the ball not only failing to reach fair ground at first base, but also hitting the pitcher directly in front of him, leading to a double play.

Since Koharu was out just before Tojo returned home plate at third base, the run was invalid when Maezono was out.

Double kill, change of field!!

"You played well!"

"It just happened to bounce into my glove!"

People on the sidelines were comforting Maezono, Maezono felt that it was pointless to not get a hit.

In the Sendou's view, this was not a matter of bad luck.

Although Maezono hit the ball well, he aimed in the wrong direction.

If you don't intend to hit the Inside Corner Ball towards first base, even if you're really unlucky and the ball results in either Koharu or Maezono being out, scoring a run is still possible.

And it will most likely be a hit!

"Supervision! I am fully prepared."

"Can I play this round?" Sawamura, still in the Bullpen, couldn't help but volunteer to the coach.

He didn't want to see Furuya the lead like this.

Furuya, who was already preparing to play and had his back to the bench, suddenly had his ears grow bigger as he eavesdropped on what was happening.

"Stand by!" Coach Kataoka stared at Sawamura for a few seconds, but this was a perfect opportunity for him to hone his skills, and given his excellent form, he naturally wouldn't agree.

"Well?

But this is already the fifth inning, and if things go according to plan... However, Sawamura certainly couldn't think of that, and argued.

"Alright! Just wait like this!" Coach Kataoka interrupted him.

"Well?!!!"

"Depending on the situation, it is also the responsibility of the relief pitcher to keep his shoulders warm," Coach Kataoka said.

In that instant, Sendou understood that Coach Kataoka had already planned to give the ace jersey Back Number to Furuya.

Although this was the most correct judgment, Sendou still felt a sense of sadness from the bottom of his heart.

He felt sorry for Sawamura, not because he thought the ace jersey Back Number should be given to Sawamura, but because those words would be a huge blow to Sawamura.

At that moment, apart from Sendou and Sawamura himself, probably no one ever thought that Sawamura would become the ace of this team!

However, even though Sawamura didn't know that the ace jersey Back Number already had an owner, his long-time rival suddenly surged ahead of him.

But he could only watch from the sidelines, and was then called a relief pitcher.

This was nothing short of a heavy blow to Sawamura.

Although Sendou felt a pang of sympathy for Sawamura, he was secretly pleased because he was happy that Sawamura had suffered a setback.

On the surface, he was all smiles!

Finally, Sawamura clenched his fists, lowered his head, and slowly returned to the Bullpen.

Just as Sawamura was sulking with his head down, Furuya dealt with Mishima as the first hitter, followed by Sanada's fifth, sixth, and seventh hitters.

In the top of the sixth inning, Miyuki was the first batter.

This guy clearly followed Coach Kataoka's instructions and hit a single to reach base.

At this moment, Sawamura finally recovered from his depression and vented all his frustration on his pitching.

He'd throw the ball with all his might, yell with all his might; otherwise, he'd go crazy.

Kariba could no longer catch Sawamura's pitches, while Ono-senpai had to warm up with Kawakami.

Although both of them were watching him throw the ball...

"Really!" Sendou laughed, as if he couldn't do anything about it.

Standing up under Coach Ochiai's surprised gaze, the coach, who thought he knew Sendou well, complained from the bench that this was Sendou's most comfortable position compared to running practice...

"If you throw with all your might, you won't have the energy to play later!" Sendou said with a smile as he walked into the Bullpen.

Unlike his usual smiling face, anyone could see a sparkling smile in Sendou's eyes.

Sendou, a master of emotional control, rarely reveals his emotions without any concealment; this is most often seen in front of Sawamura.

"Don't worry about me! I'll be miserable if I don't vote!" Sawamura said without turning his head, with a fierce and serious expression.

"Hunting ground! Give me the gloves!"

"Let me stay with him for a while!" Sendou said softly as he walked behind the hunting ground.

"This!" After handing over the gloves, Kariba pointed to his own protective gear.

"No!

Catching this guy's ball, that Black-bellied Glasses doesn't even need protective gear!

Kariba, who wanted to say something more, looked at Sendou's face and found himself unable to utter a word.

"Come on, Eijun!" Sendou said to Sawamura after he was ready.

"Ping!!"

"Ata!"

At that moment, a loud bang came from inside the arena.

Furuya hit Long Hit near the fence, instantly turning the game into a no-out second and third base situation.

"Crack!" Sawamura, who was just thinking about his long-awaited return to the Sendou and Catching formation, was dealt another blow.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh!" He gritted his teeth again; this time, he was truly going crazy.

Furuya's words reminded him again of what the coach had said when he refused to let him play.

"Relief pitcher!!"

"Well?"

At that moment, Kariba was horrified to discover that Sendou was watching Sawamura, who was on the verge of going mad, with immense glee.

Not to mention Kagari, even the Ono duo Kawakami the Bullpen noticed Sendou's smile because of Kagari's voice, and they were equally puzzled.

They all knew that Sendou wasn't such a heartless person.

Requesting votes before bed...