Ping!
After the outside changeup came a full-power fastball on the inside corner!
This one went foul!!
Then came an outside forkball! Mukai barely avoided taking the bait, but that sense of helplessness was already hammering at his heart.
After four pitches, all four corners had been fully utilized, mixed with balls out of the zone, and Mukai had almost completely lost his bearings.
After all, even Sendou would have a headache facing that kind of pitch selection. It was obviously bullying.
Pff!
Yah!
Whoosh!
Smack!
Strike!
Batter out!
Change of field!!
The last pitch followed almost exactly the same path as the forkball before it broke, a fastball nearing 150 kilometers per hour thrown to the outside corner. Who the hell could hit that?!
That at-bat was like the white-haired guy had let his opponent clearly see just how much stronger he was than Mukai.
And he had "incidentally" vented some of his resentment over the Home Run from earlier!!
The relatively simple-minded Sawamura had now been completely drawn in by the two pitchers on the field.
At the very least, Narumiya's overall ability and Mukai's mentality had left a huge impact on Sawamura as a fellow left-handed pitcher.
So much so that Sawamura, who already had a slow reaction time, had completely forgotten that Sendou had said his batting was terrible...
After all, he had been shocked far too much today!
Having deeply realized his own shortcomings, did he have enough brainpower left to think about anything else?
Even Sawamura himself knew that although his pitching today had not lost to those two, something about his condition today was a little off.
It was just that Sawamura could neither understand nor feel what was wrong. With his entire focus on baseball, he had not noticed the changes in