"It's already the fifth pitch!"
"Looks like Ichidai San High's battery isn't in any hurry to seek a decisive victory!"
"They're really keeping their cool!
My heart can't take this anymore!!"
"Their opponent isn't just anyone!!"
"Even so, they still have a three-run lead!!"
"What are you talking about?!
How could they back down at a time like this? And Amakusa is a pitcher with a lot of pride!!"
"No! I know that... I'm just too nervous!!"
The battle on the field grew increasingly heated, and the spectators' heartbeats were nearing their limits as well.
They could only discuss it among themselves to ease the tension, afraid they might faint from the strain...
At this point, theoretically, every pitch could be one that decided the game!!
"I may have time to play with you, but I don't want to throw more than ten pitches in a single at-bat either!!
I've really thrown a lot today!" Amakusa grumbled inwardly as he looked at Sendou before him.
"So there really hasn't been any fixed pattern to the way they've pitched to me today!
They've changed up their pitch sequences several times!!
But those two must be thinking about something!!
And...
Even though they're discussing it together, the guy in front of me is gradually taking the lead!" As Sendou watched their exchange of Signals, he came to his own conclusion.
Sendou did not turn around to look at Takami's reaction, nor did he know what Amakusa's Signals meant...
But... by watching Amakusa's body language in conjunction with the Signals, he could roughly tell who was in control.
If the catcher was taking the lead, the pitcher would generally nod or shake his head, or occasionally send Signals himself as suggestions.
But when the pitcher frequently took the initiative to give Signals and