The Burning Shirazu

"Give me a break!!

Today was Sunday!

Why did we have to come cheer for the Baseball Club guys?!" Outside the field, several of Raichi's classmates slowly entered the stadium as the number one slacker mentioned by Mishima spoke up.

"I've wanted to come see a baseball field for a while!"

"And they're only one game away from Koshien. Isn't that amazing?" The two girls beside him spoke excitedly.

"What a pain!

I'd never heard that our school's Baseball Club was this strong!" The number one slacker continued complaining.

"Look!

Isn't there that weird guy from the Baseball Club in our class?

Whenever you try talking to him, he starts stuttering like crazy!" The number two slacker chimed in.

"Oh! That quiet kid?" One of the girls suddenly understood.

"He had to be a benchwarmer!!" The number one slacker continued.

If anyone else had been there, they probably could have figured it out from the conversation.

The so-called contempt was entirely Mishima's own fantasy.

Not long after Mishima stepped into the Batter's Box, the group entered the stadium as well.

"So many people!

The stands are practically full!!" After entering, the number two slacker gasped at the nearly packed stands.

"Seriously!

Were baseball fans always this passionate?

This was only the Regional Preliminaries, right?!" Number one nodded as well.

"Oh!!!"

"Roar!!!"

At that moment, the stadium was instantly drowned beneath the overwhelming roar of the crowd.

"Huh? What?

What's happening?" Number two, whose short hair looked like a girl's, fired off three confused questions in a row.

But even the people beside him could not hear his voice. Everyone else looked around in confusion as well.

"And that cheer!!!

The moment you heard that cheer, you knew that a stage of this scale... Tokyo alone probably could no longer contain