"Damn it!!" Shirazu-senpai lowered his head and growled unwillingly.
That steady gentleman had been completely shaken by this overwhelming unwillingness!!
"Don't let it bother you!! Shirazu!!"
"Don't mind it, Shirazu-senpai!!"
"That was such a hittable pitch!" Sendou sighed regretfully.
"So hittable it gave me a scare! But what really startled me was his earlier ball trajectory... Does he know how many pitches he's thrown?" Miyuki added.
"But that guy is human too. He's already getting tired. Even if he consciously focuses, his attention will still drift from time to time! This is our chance to tie the score, or even turn it around!" Sendou said with a smile.
"Then I'm heading out!" Sendou then walked out of the dugout.
"Third batter! second baseman, Kominato-kun!"
"Go!! Kominato!!"
"Harudanji!!! Please!!"
"I absolutely have to get on base!!!" Haru recalled the frustration from the Spring Tournament not long ago. The grip of his right hand around the bat tightened unconsciously, and his eyes gradually sharpened.
"Watch the ball carefully!! The pitcher's already done for!!"
"How is it, Kousei?" Takami, who had called a timeout and walked to the pitcher's mound, spoke slowly amid the noise.
"You really didn't have to come out here!! My hand just slipped a little earlier, that's all!!" Amakusa casually came up with an excuse.
"...!"
"I'll adjust properly. I don't want runners piling up in front of that guy!! Though giving them one or two runs wouldn't really matter..." Amakusa decisively cut off his catcher before Takami could speak.
When facing a strong pitcher, any catcher other than an equally strong one would usually turn into an old mother hen...
"Fine!" Takami knew Amakusa wasn't speaking his true feelings, but he also knew the other man didn't want him nagging, so he said no more.
Most importantly,