Resolve

"This guy!!" Seeing the fighting spirit overflowing from Furuya, Ogawa, who usually did not care about anything, was deeply moved.

"Anyway, just swing!!!

Even if it's just luck, that'd still be great, wouldn't it?

You can't get a hit if you don't swing!!" Sawamura shouted again while the opposing battery exchanged signals.

"Tojo! Where's Furuya?" At the same time, Kudou and Watanabe had just arrived at the changing room from the stands.

"Kudou! Watanabe! What's wrong?" Head Manager Oota asked.

Head Manager Oota thought they had some urgent matter, perhaps that they wanted to take leave.

"No! It's nothing!

It's Furuya...

We hope it's just our imagination, but Furuya's leg seems to..."

"'An incredible rookie has appeared in the West District.'

After the Summer Preliminaries entered their latter stages, even if you did not want to hear it, you would still hear this man's name: Seidou's monster rookie... Furuya Satoru!

And the genius who had been famous throughout Kanto since spring... Sendou Akira!

Seidou's two monster rookies...

Monster... If that's true, then that title... should belong to me!!"

"Pfft!"

"Whoosh!"

"Smack!"

"Strike!!"

"Let's wait until this at-bat is over!!" Coach Kataoka said.

The meaning was obvious. No matter how Furuya's at-bat turned out, Coach Kataoka intended to call time immediately.

"Nice!"

"Nice ball, Atsune!!!"

"Isn't he pitching well?"

Outside the field and inside Seidou's dugout felt like two entirely different worlds.

Ignoring those somewhat noisy upperclassmen, Ogawa continued recalling the past.

"Kumakiri Coach was usually terrifying, and Senior Masu was always nagging...

Honestly, I used to think about it, but I really had no idea what they were even talking about!

But now... I think I understand a little!

'Do you have the resolve to carry this team?' That's what it meant, right?

This resolve..."

"Pfft!"

"Whoosh!"

"Crack!" Furuya's swing