"Pong!"
"Hey! Helmet!" Wakaba took the helmet and knocked Sendou on the head.
"It hurts! What is she angry about? I'm not Eijun! Really, I really can't understand a girl's mind!" Sendou complained in his heart after being knocked.
"Hey! Sendou, how did you come up with that awesome pass just now?" At this time, Sawamura took advantage of the interruption time between batters and came over and asked. He was very concerned about Sendou's sudden change of ball distribution!
"That one?
Hmm..., you should remember the position of the second base runner, right? "
"It's pretty far from the base, right?"
"Yes! But second base is right behind Pitcher's Mound. She is so far away from the base. The batter is right-handed and I am a left-hander. Do you understand?"
"Ai dou! ai dou! (There is no meaning that doesn't match the feeling!)"
"Oh! I really don't understand!
Listen, home base, Pitcher's Mound and second base are on the same line. After the second base runner left the base, she was just on my left side, and the batter hit right and was also on my left side. I was throwing left, which means that almost all of my movements on the left side were blocked by the batter!
The hitter can only rely on reminders from teammates to grasp my movements.
But they were far away, and as long as my movements were small enough, it would be too late for them to notice me.
The same runner saw the ball flying past me when I threw Pickoff Throw to second base. No matter how fast she was, she couldn't pass the ball as fast as me. "
"I see! Did you design these with such small details?
Sure enough! You are a very powerful guy! Sendou! "
"Who do you think I am?
The word "immortal" in China is more powerful than god, you know? "
"I don't know!" Sawamura replied decisively in seconds.
"Uh! The outcome of baseball depends on this!" Sendou said as he put his hand on the side of his head and pointed his index finger at his head.
"Whether we are laymen or our skills are rough, in this level of competition, as long as we are not too far behind, we can win with our brains!"
"That's it!" Sawamura spread out his right hand, made a fist with his left hand and smashed it. After making a cute gesture, he decisively turned around and left because he didn't understand...
"..." Sendou glanced at Sawamura, shook his head, and walked into the preparation area. The game had already begun.
"Crack!"
"Strike!"
"Crack!"
"Bad ball!"
"Bad ball!"
"Ding!"
"Crack!"
"Out!"
Kondo only lasted 4 pitches in the second round before being eliminated. The catcher saw that he was not taking any bad balls and decisively decided the winner with Strike Zone.
"Sa, it's my turn!" Sendou stood up, holding the middle part of the bat with one hand in that coquettish posture again, and with his plain eyes, it was really a bit of a deterrent.
"Hurray~! hurry~! Sendou!" Sawamura shouted, stretched out a hand and raised his head with the last two words Sendou.
"Really!" Sendou looked back at his antics and chuckled.
Then Sendou loosened his hand holding the bat, and the bat fell down from his hand. He clamped the handle of the bat with two fingers, and finally put the bat on his shoulder with a flick of his wrist.
I walked into the playing mat, tidied the soil on the ground, and took a look at Ozawa on Pitcher's Mound.
"It's a little interesting! Let me play with you! Beauty!"
"What are you looking at? You kid? I still remember what you did to underestimate me just now! I'm very vindictive! Hey!"
"She's staring at me! Why? Did I do something to her? I don't know at all!?
But no matter what, I will be responsible for you!
I will play with you to the end!
Would you like to have some fun with me?
Just kidding! But glaring at me means your mentality is unstable, can I think so? "Sendou I was thinking about it alone, and suddenly the bad taste gradually Amakusa changed.
"Play!"
"In the outer corner, if the ball count is unfavorable, the batter should be walked immediately. However, Ozawa must not be willing to do so, right?
I will suppress it! It's like hearing this just now!.
Then try our best to throw the ball in the corner as much as possible to our advantage, and finally use the sinker to solve him. "
"Crack!"
"Strike!"
"Even you can't shoot, right? This kind of ball!" The catcher glanced at Sendou and thought, but she didn't know that Sendou's ability to identify this kind of ball was almost zero. In fact, this kind of ball is a good ball in Sendou's eyes!
(A ball that can be hit is a good ball. This is the theory of Sendou. There is nothing wrong with it!)
Sendou just wants to observe what the opponent's strategy is for him through the first ball!
"Good shot, do you mean a showdown? That's great! Sure enough, you love me!" Although Sendou couldn't tell the difference, the referee's judgment would not be much different, but by the way, his attention was diverted to his strange thinking.
"This is it now!"
"Phew!"
"Ding!"
"Out of bounds!"
"Hit this ball too? This is an obvious bad ball! What's wrong with this guy? But lucky!" The catcher has no idea what Sendou is thinking!
"Are you looking down on me? Are you looking down on me again? Bastard!!!
Great then you should pay for what you did! "And Ozawa is gnashing his teeth.
"Let's decide the outcome! ×2!" Tou Cap shouted in his heart at the same time!
"Huh? Shenka?"
"Bang!"
"Out of bounds!"
"It would be a hundred times easier if we just hit a foul ball!" Sendou thought to himself!
But Sakura Girls's eyes were wide open at this time, with an expression of disbelief on his face, which showed that their Tokyo Area hearts were shaken!
"He bumped into it?... bumped into that sinker? Although it's actually a little worse." Ozawa couldn't calm down at all now!
But if she knew that Sendou was catching the opportunity to hit a foul ball, I wonder if she would go crazy.
But to be honest, even if Sendou hits this ball, it is only the second time he sees it, and the confidence that it will be a hit is not too high. After all, the changing trajectory is too weird and it is so easy to hit, it cannot be called a magic ball.
"This is the first time someone has touched the ball since Ozawa practiced the sinker!" Coach Mitani thought, rubbing his chin.
"I was scared to death. My heart nearly jumped out when the bat hit him! To be honest, I already wanted to walk him!
Forget it, try to use other balls to interfere with his sense of space, and finally use the sinker to decide the winner!
After all, he just touched it, which means that the ball is still useful to him, but he can't throw more, otherwise he will really be hit. After all, the speed of women's ball is not as good as that of men! If there is a high-speed straight ball, it will be no problem to win him! "
The catcher squatting at home plate was really shocked. He was about to give Ozawa Signals a walk, but when he saw the look in Ozawa's eyes returning to Fighting Spirit, he finally gave up.