"Why the hell are you laughing?!"
"Miyuki!
Sendou said he could hit them!
If you have no clue at all and are still looking so pleased with yourself..." Hearing Kuramochi's rant, Watanabe-senpai could not help laughing.
As the saying went, one took on the color of one's company. After rooming with Sendou for over a year, Watanabe-senpai had not only learned some flexible ways of thinking, but even his words could be quite cutting at times.
What Sendou had originally said was that it was not impossible to hit them, at most it would be a normal matchup.
In other words, without taking any pitches out of consideration, he had around a thirty percent chance, which was a normal standard for a pitcher-batter matchup.
On average, that meant one hit in three at-bats. With better luck, there might be a few more lucky singles or long hits; with worse luck, it might be one hit in four at-bats.
But after Watanabe-senpai altered it slightly, it became as though Sendou had said he could completely dominate Narumiya Mei...
"You might get targeted!" As though he and Watanabe-senpai had rehearsed beforehand, Senior Kuramochi instantly changed expressions and said in the sinister tone he used when pretending to be a ghost.
"?!!" Miyuki froze, as if some unpleasant memories had resurfaced.
"That's true. If the batters behind the cleanup hitter aren't reliable, the other side won't throw him any good pitches!
They might even force him to swing at some incredibly difficult balls!" Watanabe-senpai said with a smile.
"Especially the fifth batter!" Senior Kuramochi added.
The two of them played off each other with perfect coordination, and Miyuki really was left dazed by their bluff.
What they had not noticed was that a bead of cold sweat had appeared on Senior Maezono's face