"...Hey! What about you tomorrow?" After roasting Sendou, Miyuki turned to Sawamura, who was about to leave, and asked.
"I'm not going tomorrow, y'know!!!
I'm going to keep swinging until my hands are covered in calluses, y'know!!
I've never realized as deeply as I did today just how terrible my batting is, y'know!" Sawamura spun around and answered fiercely.
"Ah! I see!" Miyuki stared dumbfoundedly at Sawamura as he turned away again.
"All right!
I'm going to stuff myself at dinner!!" Sawamura shouted with his back to them.
"Enough with the 'y'know, y'know.' It's so annoying!" Senior Kuramochi complained.
"This guy actually knows his batting sucks?" Sendou looked astonished.
The others felt more or less the same way...
After all, they still vividly remembered how Sawamura had roasted the entire Seidou bench after getting a hit today.
"He sure is fired up!
That guy!" Ono-senpai remarked.
"He was ridiculously eye-catching all by himself today!" Kawakami also said with a laugh.
"He's really aiming for the ace's Back Number, isn't he?" Ono-senpai said with a slight smile.
The other Third Years also looked over along with Ono-senpai.
"I understand! I'll work hard!!" Kawakami said, a little embarrassed under everyone's gaze.
"Hmph!!
Hold it!!" Having reached the door, Sawamura snorted forcefully through his nose, then stopped as if something had suddenly occurred to him.
"Hm? What is it?" Since Sawamura had shouted so loudly, Miyuki and the others heard him too.
"Sendou!
You bastard said my batting was terrible today, didn't you?!!" Sawamura had been so serious about it that his absurdly long brain circuit had finally remembered that incident.
"When did I say that?" Even Sendou himself had somewhat forgotten. After all, he had been like a pager all day, commentating on the game and teasing Sawamura nonstop.
"You said that