Conversation in the On-Deck Circle

"Yoshi!"

"What the hell are you talking about! You bastard!"

"So cool!"

"Was that celebratory pose meant for us?!"

"That bastard!!!"

"Are you satisfied with this?" Sendou thought to himself as he ran the bases, raising his fist at the crowd in the stands.

"Really?! Hey!"

That ball was really hard to hit! Hey!

Is this the Japan NO.1 player, the genius... Sendou Akira?

Wow, that's so cool! Hey!

"The effect on TV is completely different from the live experience!" Seto Takuma said excitedly.

Then, seeing Okumura's expressionless and unmoved face, my excitement vanished instantly.

"Aim! Attack that ball!"

"Well?"

"The hitter and the pitcher stepped forward almost simultaneously!"

"Is that so?

In other words, did they completely guess the pitching and catching process, as well as the decisive factor, and even guess the type of ball?

Sharp!"

"I don't know!"

"Who's really unlucky?" After returning to home plate, Sendou made a joking remark to Inui, "It's like killing someone's spirit."

Both of them knew perfectly well that Sendou had swept the ball out with his power, and it was estimated that only a typhoon or heavy rain could blow the ball back.

"An interesting fellow!" Qian chuckled to himself.

"What bad luck? Never mind!"

Did you guess right? That ball? After leaving home plate, Miyuki immediately went over to him.

Well, you could say that!

"What's with that uncertain tone of yours?"

"Um!

Wasn't that person an ace player during their junior high school years?

"Yes!"

"In junior high school competitions, it's rare to get a batter automatically selected!"

"There should be almost none!"

"That's why that expression seemed a bit unnatural!"

"Expression?"

"Although he lowered his head when exchanging the Signals, so I didn't know what they were thinking."

I once thought it was a way of taking advantage of my unwillingness to accept my fate.

However... when he was pitching, his expression was completely devoid of emotion.

Despite having several years of experience as an ace, such an ace should have absolutely no experience as a batter in junior high school!

That willful guy, just like the white-haired one, showed no emotional fluctuation on his face, which was unnatural.

"So you think..."

"Although I had this feeling before, at that time, I felt that it was going to be a battle between me!"

Based on my previous ball distribution, I think I'll be able to hit the Outside Corner Ball regardless of whether it's a guaranteed pass or not!

"If I guessed the ball correctly, it wouldn't be unnatural for me to hit it, and that ball was actually quite easy to hit!" As Sendou explained, the other players gathered around.

"...!"

"That's not easy to fight at all!" Upon hearing Sendou's final complaint, the group of people collectively fell silent.

"Well! For this guy, that was definitely one of the easier pitches he could hit!" Miyuki explained to himself, drawing on his previous at-bats.

The opponent will not throw him any good pitches at all, and is even willing to walk him rather than let him get hit.

"Do you have any advice for me?" Miyuki asked with a smile.

Sendou extended his hand.

"Um?"

A group of people didn't understand what he meant, but Miyuki thought for a few seconds and handed over the baseball bat.

"Are you trying to give me some advice on positions?" Miyuki said with a smile.

"Bang!" Sendou tapped Miyuki's helmet lightly with his baseball bat.

"Think for yourself!"

Their ball selections during my matches were completely different every time, and of course, they were different from yours!

I don't have the energy to help you right now.

You don't need my advice, do you?

This person is your type!

Especially after getting used to the angle of his shot. After saying that, Miyuki left the celebrating crowd and returned to the bench.

"Hahaha!"

Are you an idiot?

Hahaha! That's hilarious!

There are even people who willingly offer themselves up to be beaten!

The group left behind by Sendou were mocking Miyuki.

The group of people, who seemed to be having a lot of fun, suddenly felt a surge of Fighting Spirit.

The way he used his ball against Sendou was clearly different from theirs, which shows how much pressure this guy put on them.

In other words, facing their pitches is a way to relieve stress.

Nothing could have made them more resentful than this.

Regardless of the facts, that's what they think...

"Did you see that? That guy hit his senior with a baseball bat, and the senior even offered him the bat!"

The atmosphere in Seidou seems really nice!

How about it, Guangzhou!

Should we consider going to Seidou?

Two different pitchers, and Sendou-san also pitched at Koshien!

And the full ball speed is 157 kilometers per hour!

"Don't you want to give it a try?" Seto Takuma joked with a smile.

Although he is the owner, it is Okumura who makes the decisions.

Okumura stared at the situation on the field without saying a word.

Seeing that his joke didn't seem to have any effect, Seto Takuma stopped talking, and the two continued watching the game.

At this point, the Teitou side had also called for a pause, which is why the interval was so long.

Although Mukai Taiyou didn't seem to care much, the others wanted to give him some time to adjust his emotions.

Even with years of experience as a pitcher in junior high school, and being used to giving up points, a pitcher's mood is never good when they give up points.

"Beautiful shot! Were the first three shots deliberately let go?" Coach Kataoka raised his fist and laughed.

Is this real?!

"This is too reckless!" Head Manager Oota exclaimed in disbelief.

"Hi!

I originally intended to skip the first two balls and observe them, thinking there would definitely be a bad ball.

Unexpectedly, both of them were bad balls, so I simply let all three go.

"Anyway, they'll be the ones under pressure!" Sendou said honestly, exchanging punches with Coach Kataoka with a somewhat dazed expression.

"The less they react, the less they understand what you're thinking, and the more anxious they become..."

That fits your style of applying pressure perfectly!

"Aren't you angry?" Sendou asked softly.

Why should I be angry?

This is a strategy you've come up with after careful consideration, not something you've just recklessly executed!

Those who are competing on the field are ultimately you players, and you can see information that we, the instructors, cannot!

Just do it your way!

We're not training robots, we're training capable individuals who can stand on their own!

"Hey! I'm going to change my clothes now!" Sendou was touched by Coach Kataoka's words.

"He's escaped!" Head Manager Oota whispered, watching Sendou's retreating figure.

"He escaped!" Coach Ochiai, he hadn't expected that Sendou had deliberately let the first three shots go.

Upon hearing Coach Kataoka's words, he trembled all over again.

"That Sunglasses Uncle!"

"He really is a Chinese language teacher!" Sendou muttered to himself as he took off his clothes in the back.

I shouldn't have eaten this dinner...

More than an hour was wasted.