A Few Matters in the Supervisor's Room

The next day, the first-graders slowly walked towards the sports field.

"Today is the first day!"

"I angered the coach yesterday, so I'm sure I'll be exhausted today!" Kanemaru said.

"Don't worry!

"No matter what it is, I will crush it all with all my might!" Sawamura said smugly.

"That's not what I meant..."

"What are you doing, dawdling there like that, you first-year brat!!!"

Get over here right now!!!

I'll only wait ten seconds for you!!

"One!! Two!!!" Before Kanemaru could answer, he was interrupted by Jun-san's loud voice.

Moreover, his expression became increasingly fierce.

Everyone except Sawamura was terrified; Sawamura's eyes were practically sparkling as he looked at the arena. (Sendou isn't here.)

The first graders quickly ran over.

"Jun-san?!!"

"What's wrong? Why are you here so early!" Several second-grade teams following behind the first-grade team also arrived. Maezono, naturally speaking first to his respected seniors, took the initiative to speak.

"Why are you asking?!"

So slow!

"They're all dawdling on their way to the court!!" Jun-san was practically Killing Intent murderous intent upon hearing this silly question.

Meanwhile, the other senior students were punishing all the first-year students by making them sit up straight...

"He walked over casually at that moment!"

"Such high and mighty attitudes, you second-years!" Miyauchi-senpai said angrily, his temples throbbing. (Actually, they were way too young!)

"Uh!" However, after being told this by their seniors, the second-year students also panicked.

They already knew the purpose behind their predecessors' actions.

"You just finished yesterday, and those three group qualifying matches were really awful."

"We're here to bully you!" Onii-san waved with one hand, his face beaming with sunshine, looking like an angel descending from heaven.

However, the first and second-year students, who were familiar with their seniors, felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

"You guys are too weak."

Even against such an opponent, they still managed to fight like that!

Starting today, we'll all be doing 1,000 one-on-one practice sessions for you.

"You better be prepared, you bastard!!!" Jun-san yelled. (Actually, the practice plan for third graders and first and second graders had been changed.)

"Well?!!"

Almost everyone on the scene had collapsed, except for the two core hitters from the third year and the first and second years.

In fact, Captain Tetsu went to the coach to discuss Practice Match.

After the morning practice before dinner, Coach Kataoka approached Sendou and asked him to go to the Supervisor's Room before the training session after dinner.

The Supervisor's Room at the same time

"So the first Practice Match is scheduled for Friday, and then we can play two matches over the weekend."

Don't tell the younger students yet!

"I understand! Supervision!"

"I'll be ready!" Captain Tetsu replied.

"Excuse me!" Just as Captain Tetsu finished speaking, Sendou's voice rang out from the Supervisor's Room.

After entering the Entrance Hall, this guy poked his head in and peeked around.

"I remember I told you to come over after you've had breakfast!"

Now that I've finished talking with Yuki, and judging by the time it's been, the players have already started practicing.

"Do you ever want to take a few minutes off at times like this?" Coach Kataoka said, deliberately putting on a stern face.

"Don't worry about the details!" Sendou said with a smile.

This guy knows how capricious the supervisor is towards him, and he's always been very tolerant as long as it's not excessive, allowing him to joke around boldly about such trivial matters.

"Then hurry up and come in!"

"Hi hi hi hi!"

"Is he having some trouble adjusting to the sudden increase in training intensity?" Coach Ochiai glanced at Sendou's dark circles and wondered.

"What do you need me for, Supervisor sama?"

"The team needs you now, so I hope you will temporarily practice another defensive position!"

Don't worry! He's neither a pitcher nor a catcher, but an infielder!

Infielders require more reflexes and judgment...

You're the only one who can reach such a high level in such a short time!

"You practiced the basic techniques back in elementary school!" Coach Kataoka said seriously. Seeing the change in Sendou's expression when he heard about the position change, he immediately explained that it wasn't one of the two positions that Sendoh disliked.

Captain Tetsu next to him also looked surprised.

"Is he a third baseman?" Sendou asked.

"As expected, this person was able to guess it right away!" Coach Ochiai thought to himself upon hearing Sendou's words.

"That's right! As it stands, our team has a lot of high-level outfielders."

In the infield, Kuramochi is among the top players in the country, and while second baseman Kominato still has some issues with his coordination with Kuramochi, overall they can be completely trusted.

The first baseman position isn't particularly difficult...

However, the third baseman, who needs to handle short hits, interceptions, and long throws to first base, is still not a reliable option.

This position demands exceptional reaction speed and judgment; alternatively, extensive training can help develop muscle memory.

Having you practice third base is just a precaution; in crucial moments, we can't fully trust Kanemaru and Higasa yet!

"Uncle, since you've put it this way, I have no choice but to accept!"

"And we can also give them a little spur-on!" Sendou with a wicked grin.

His provocation wasn't just aimed at the two third basemen, but at all the infielders, and even the pitchers and catchers would feel a sense of crisis.

No one knows his purpose in changing positions this time. If it's seen as a signal for supervision, someone will replace him if he doesn't perform well...

Just thinking about it is exciting...

Of course, the premise is that Sendou's performance in infield practice provides enough stimulation for other players, making them realize that Sendou is all-around, and then creating a strong sense of crisis.

"By the way! Is it a left-handed throw?" Sendou asked.

It's understandable that he asked directly, since apart from first basemen, right-handed pitchers are generally more advantageous.

Because left-handed pitchers need to turn more when throwing the ball to first base than right-handed pitchers, there are no left-handed pitchers in professional teams for second base, third base, and shortstop.

"Didn't you claim that you can use both hands and not distinguish between left and right hands?"

"Right-handed pitch, of course!" Coach Kataoka turned around and looked Sendou up and down, then snorted.

"When did I refer to myself as such?"

"You guys said it, huh?!" But Sendou could only complain to himself.

"I understand!" Sendou nodded in agreement after mentally complaining.

"Here you go! I'll practice with you one-on-one today!"

"Gloves?"

"I can't exactly make you use outfield gloves, can I?" Kataoka Coach asked rhetorically.

Sendou realized he had misspoke, awkwardly scratched his temple, and took the glove off the table with his other hand.

While it might be difficult to find a left-handed pitching glove that matches the skill of Sendou Seidou, there are plenty of authentic right-handed infielding gloves available.

Rei-chan and the others, including Captain Tetsu, watched with interest as Sendou fiddled with his third base glove.

"Wait a minute!"

Sunglasses Uncle!

You just said one-on-one?

"Um!"

"And it's you and me?!"

"That's right!"

"...!"

Okay! The power was out all day today...

I can't live like this anymore.