Repaying Them Through Baseball

Facing Masu Shinichiro, Seidou's outfielders moved in without prompting.

A player who stood only 166 centimeters tall would naturally be targeted.

Interestingly, Oni-san, Haruichi, and Masu Shinichiro were exactly 162, 164, and 166 centimeters tall, neatly lined up...

"I'm not going to stand there and watch quietly during this at-bat anymore!

I'm not targeting the pitch type—I'm targeting the ball trajectory!!" Masu Shinichiro choked up slightly on the bat.

"Psh!"

"Piu!"

"Thud!!!"

"Strike!"

"Is he targeting low fastballs?" Miyuki glanced sideways at Masu, who looked ready to swing, and pondered for a moment.

Three innings had already passed, and it was now common knowledge that Furuya's pitches were clearly divided between high and low.

Many high pitches were balls, so targeting low pitches was not hard to understand.

What Miyuki had not expected was that the opponent would target every low pitch regardless of pitch type, expanding his selection range that much.

Yet even knowing that, there was not much they could do. Whether Furuya's high pitches entered the strike zone depended entirely on luck.

"In this situation, the Fast Forkball that can easily turn into a rebound ball is hard to throw!

One more!" Miyuki gave the signal for the second pitch.

"Psh!"

"Piu!"

"Two consecutive pitches were... sliders?"

"Crack!"

"A ground ball through the third-shortstop combination!!

The ball rolled to an interesting spot!!!" the commentator shouted immediately.

The ball slipped past Kanemaru's interception and rolled to the boundary between the infield and outfield.

Masu Shinichiro ran for his life as well...

"Don't underestimate me!!!" With one final desperate headfirst dive, he barely managed to reach base.

"Whoa!" Sawamura cried out in surprise.

"Safe!!"

"A spirited pitcher-catcher slide!!

Seikou Academy has its first runner of the game!!!"

"Yeah!

That's it! Masu!!"

"As expected of our captain... Masu Shinichiro!!!"

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