'Good chance!'
The ball hit the outfield, and Kuramochi seized the opportunity and sprinted toward third base.
At the same time, Kominato Ryosuke went to first base.
When he was about to reach third base, Kuramochi's eyes never took his eyes off the base instructor.
If he turned around, it would be too much time-consuming. So now, he needed the help of the base running instructor.
Little did he know that the base running instructor right now also had a fight between heaven and earth in his mind.
The position where the outfielder picks up the ball is more than 60 meters and less than 70 meters.
From this distance alone, returning to home plate should be a close call.
But the one who rushed over to catch the ball was Mima Soichiro!
Mima's arm strength is terrifying.
'Do we proceed now?'
The pressure is high right now on the base running instructor. One of his decisions is likely to directly change the development of the game.
No matter how fast Kuramochi was, he ran to third base in just over three seconds.
The reaction time left for the running director is even shorter.
Everyone's chances are the same. Even if it is Isashiki's turn to play next in the line, Seidou may not have a better chance. There is no reason to back down now!
'As long as there is hope, never back down.'
At this critical moment, the attacking tradition of Seidou came into play. Whenever possible, aggressively target the next base.
With a determined heart, the base running instructor gave Kuramochi instructions to move on.
"RUN!"
Kuramochi, who was instructed, stepped on the third base bag with one foot, crossed his feet as if an accelerator was installed, and ran to the home plate at high speed.
In the stands.
"Going straight to home plate?"
Kobayashi, one of the leaders of the Brotherhood of Red Heart's fan club, was surprised.
Their impression of Kuramochi was actually not that good. It felt like this guy had been 'bullying' the polite Sawamura.
They didn't expect the critical moment to be so tense.
They grew up with Akagi, and they didn't hate this kind of desperate spirit to score.
If the weak Akagi in the first two years did not have this spirit, it would be difficult for them to go far.
Obayashi nodded.
"He's a MAN!"
Kuramochi, who was considered a MAN by Obayashi, went non-stop along the way.
In the outfield position, Mima swung his arms and passed the ball directly to home plate.
SNAP!
The 60-meter super-long pass flew over like a laser beam.
Takehara, who caught the ball, could even feel the amazing power that came from baseball.
As expected of Mima!
With a sigh of admiration in his heart, Takehara held the Mitt and pressed it towards Kuramochi who was flying towards him.
"Pfft!"
Two people in rapid motion passed each other.
The referee at home plate raised his hand and shouted.
"OUT!"
The catcher, Takehara, had a strange expression.
Kuramochi hammered the ground angrily.
'A little bit.'
The wonderful offense that ends here.
The total score remains: 4:2
It is not easy for Seidou to get a point.
"What a pity!"
Even the commentators couldn't help but feel sorry for Seidou. He didn't expect Seidou to make such a wonderful attack.
Kuramochi went back to the rest area.
Kominato Ryosuke also returned from first base, and when he was on his way back, he happened to see the face of Takehara, the catcher of the Hakuryu High School.
Takehara's expression was a little strange.
As if something was wrong and no one found out.
There is this unease flowing in his mind…
Kominato Ryosuke froze for a moment in his mind, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.
The two of them walked close, and Kominato Ryosuke muttered in a low voice.
Takehara's face changed drastically.
Ryosuke understood and smiled slightly.
He walked past Takehara, stretched out his palm, and shook it disdainfully, without waiting for Takehara's reply.
The game continues.
In the first half of the sixth inning, Hakuryu High School attacked.
Ping!
"OUT!"
Swing the bat on the first ball, and Out on the first ball.
The ball rebounded to the second baseman's zone, Ryosuke caught the ball and passed it to first base.
"STRIKE!"
"STRIKE!"
"STRIKE BATTER OUT!!"
After finishing the sixth, Sawamura struck out Miyano again to take the opportunity to dent his morale.
Two Outs, no one on base.
It may be that Miyano swung the bat continuously and missed consecutively, which affected the eighth batter's swing.
His swing was shaky and not sharp.
On the first ball, he did not swing, and on the second ball even tried to use a bunt, but the bunt failed.
After taking the lead by two Strikes, Sawamura threw the decisive Straight Fastball, which caused the batter to miss the opportunity to swing and was struck out.
Swinging Strikeout!
In just a few minutes, the players of the Hakuryu High School went three up and three down.
Hakuryu's rest area.
Sasaki closed his eyes in despair.
Sure enough, just as he thought.
Even if it is the second time to face Sawamura, it is still difficult to hit his pitch without special practice in advance.
'Damn, Yokohama and the others have fought against Seidou before, so why has no one said anything about Sawamura's information? If we knew that Sawamura had that peculiar pitching form, they could have done some training.'
For example, push the pitching machine two meters forward during practice.
Now, there is no hope!
If it is like this, the defense cannot be neglected.
The players of the Hakuryu, who had just stepped down from their defensive positions, felt that they hadn't rested for enough time, so they took a breath and were about to go to the field again.
It feels like being led by the nose.
In the second half of the sixth inning, Seidou attacked.
"Third Batter, Center, Isashiki-kun."
At this time, it was Seidou's core lineup's turn to play.
"Please take care of me!"
After greeting the referee very politely, Isashiki Jun turned to look at Miyano on the pitcher's mound.
"Come on, boy, watch me blow you away!"
Hearing Isashiki Jun's roar, the audience in the auditorium felt that they could no longer be silent.
"Roar, Spitz."
"It's up to you, even if you yell, it doesn't matter, you must hit it away!"
"Fight out, fight out!"
Isashiki Jun's face was ugly.
"I'm not a Spitz."
In the position of the catcher, Takehara gave Miyano a sign.
The first ball: the inside corner, a Ball that goes straight to the Batter's chest.
'This batter can swing even on tricky pitches, so you might as well scare him.'
On the mound, Miyano nodded.
Whoosh!
The baseball roared out and flew toward Isashiki's chest.
At this angle, the average Batter can't swing the bat.
But Isashiki is not an ordinary Batter.
"GO TO HELLLL!"
The bat in his hand, like a machete, was held in Isashiki's hand, and he slashed horizontally.
Ping!
The ball that was chopped out fell into the gap guarded by the Hakuryu fielders, forming a hit.
Isashiki took this opportunity to hit first base.
In the position of the catcher, Takehara felt a momentary blank in his brain.
'So, he hit it out!?'
'It's so unrealistic!!!'
If it weren't for his eyelids, his eyeballs would fly out.
'Can you hit this kind of ball?'
'Sawamura, Yuuki, Miyuki, Kominato and there is also this Isashiki guy?'
Seidou really has all kinds of talents.
No Outs, runner at first base.
Seidou's batter, it's time for the fourth batter.
The fourth batter, the super strong swing, Yuuki Tetsuya.
The Yuuki Tetsuya who disabled the original third baseman of the Hakuryu High School.
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