my girlfriend is bad lady

Chapter 299 299. The Last Summer (End)

Rin Kiyono watched Watanabe Che until he disappeared at the end of the corridor.

She turned and went back to the VIP seat.

"Where did you go?" Mrs. Kiyono asked.

"Where's Watanabe?" Miki Yuki looked behind her.

Mrs. Yuki glanced at her daughter, it was an expression of being completely inseparable from someone.

"Go and persuade Watanabe to do something that you want to do even if it's bad for others and irresponsible." Kiyono Rin sat down in his seat and looked at the court.

From the moment she entered the Jingu Stadium, her expression became serious only now.

Miki Yuuki frowned slightly, then sneered on the corner of her mouth, and looked at the coach Kamigawa's bench.

"Watanabe-kun is going to play?" Mrs. Kiyono asked curiously.

"Yeah." Kiyono Rin nodded, "He wants to show me what it means to stand above everyone else."

"Ah," Mrs. Qing Ye covered the corners of her mouth, "It's very kingly appearance to appear on stage at a critical moment."

"That's right." Mrs. Yucheng smiled narrowly, "My precious son didn't want his mother to lose, so he took the initiative to play, you fake mother, prepare to bark like a dog."

"Although he is my son, I don't think he can turn Kamigawa back into victory." Mrs. Kiyono said.

at this time.

"Oh?" The male commentator said in surprise, "Kanagawa's coach walked up to the mound, and the game is temporarily suspended!"

"Should I communicate with the pitcher, or change the pitcher?" The female commentator guessed.

"No matter which one, it is the correct decision. The relay pitcher in front of him obviously has a problem with his mentality and has lost his ability to control the ball."

"Okay, I got the news, it's a pitcher change!"

"Let's look forward to Kamikawa's third pitcher! Let's see if this relief pitcher can end Sansong's offense and let the game enter the second half!"

VIP seat.

"Miki-san," Kiyono Rin showed a contemptuous smile, "Watanabe Che's most arrogant side, the real, unrestrained him, please watch."

Miki Yuki pressed her face to the side, casually: "I'm looking forward to it."

During the short substitution time, the male commentator sighed: "It was really a wonderful game."

"Yeah, Sansong proved what passion is! What is hard work! What is creating a miracle!"

"You have completed becoming a Sansong fan!"

"Well! The more difficult it is, the more you don't give up. This is not just a slogan! They have to continue to score!"

With the excited voice of the female commentator, the atmosphere of the stadium was rekindled.

"San Song!"

"come on!"

"The relief pitcher is in place, the game continues!"

Following the voice of the male commentator, the camera lens was aimed at the mound and zoomed in.

Above the outfield seats, the large electronic screen showed the figure of Watanabe Che.

It's easy not to take Sansong seriously!

Unrivaled confidence!
Look down on everyone's arrogance!
Incomparable arrogance!

He stepped on the mound like he was stepping on a corpse.

He looked around the [-] spectators, as if to say, the ones who will be trampled on next are you.

Everyone fell into a brief silence. Even though there were 3 people across the stadium, they still didn't dare to speak loudly, being frightened by the man's aura.

The boy on the mound suddenly pointed at all the teachers and students of the Kamigawa Private School.

Brief silence.

Next, the original chaotic, commotion, and restless Kamikawa Private School
"Ah—" a certain boy raised his arms and roared.

"Watanabe—!"

"Watanabe! Watanabe! Watanabe!" The voices of more than 1000 people merged into one.

The mountain roared and the tsunami was almost crazy.

The boy on the mound withdrew his hand and looked at the Sansong private school hitter at the home plate from a bird's-eye view.

"This, this... is quite popular." The male commentator stumbled.

"Looks very handsome. A very confident pitcher! Looking forward to his performance! Can he reverse it again?!" The female commentator shouted.

Only then did the rest of the audience come to their senses.

"San Song! San Song! San Song!" The support team of San Song Private School roared unwillingly.

The game seemed to be suspenseful again, and the audience's emotions were ignited. They beat the inflatable ball sticks in their hands and shouted hard.

"Smart, strong, handsome, synonymous with perfection, there is such an attractive man in this world." Mrs. Kiyono sighed.

"It fits the image of a husband I imagined in my heart when I was young." Mrs. Yuki also praised him.

Miki Yuuki looked at Che Watanabe, who was enjoying the cheers from the crowd, on the mound, her eyes flickered.

"Is there anything you want to say, Miki-san?" Kiyono Rin said in a winning tone.

It was she who made Che Watanabe like this!

"Want to know?" Miki Yuki turned to look at her and said with a smile.

Before Kiyono Rin could answer, her delicate and noble face moved closer, and her delicate and seductive lips were pressed against Kiyono Rin's ear.

"It's delicious." She whispered in a rippling voice, and the heat hit Kiyono Rin's ears.

Kiyono Rin couldn't hide his body, and glanced at her coldly.

Miki Yuuki left her with a sadistic and eager smile on her face.

Looking forward to this evening.

Jingu Stadium, Kamigawa Music Department, played "The Laurel Shines for You" again.

They have absolute trust in the young man who conquered everyone by himself in the National Wind Music Competition last year.

Their music was majestic and vigorous, and the shouts of the rest of the teachers and students became more and more intense.

In the Shenchuan private school, some like Watanabe Che, some have a general sense of him, and some hate him.

But whether it's admiration, hate, or contempt, there is one thing that is beyond doubt in the eyes of everyone in the Shenchuan Private School, that is, Watanabe Che is a true genius.

As long as he didn't lose, Kamikawa didn't lose!
The teachers and students of Shenchuan put down the sign, gave up a week of training, stood up, and shouted the names of the teenagers on the court.

"Watanabe! Watanabe!"

Koizumi Aena looked excitedly at the mound.

That is the one who truly shoulders the glory of Kamigawa, the one she likes.

Amidst the cheers, Watanabe Che lightly pressed his baseball cap, showing an uncontrollable smile at the corner of his mouth.

'Kagawa, my alma mater. So, Sansong, I'm sorry. '

He raised his head with the expectation of everyone in Kamigawa.

'This summer, even if Lady Luck is not on Kamikawa. '

' But it doesn't end there. '

"There is a promise about midsummer, and everything that you don't want to end, I will fulfill it for you!" '

'Fate, no matter what you originally planned, now, reverse it for me! '

Watanabe Che raised the ball with both hands, raised his legs, and swung his arms.

Powerful pitch.

Harsh wind.

"Bang!", the ball fell into the catcher's mitt.

"Drip!" The electronic screen said, "165km/h!"

"A strike!" The referee's lonely and empty voice.

The stadium was as quiet as a snowstorm.

Subsequently
"Ah----!!!" There was a roar resounding through the sky in the auditorium.

The throat is about to burst, and the saliva is splashing!
"165! 165! New Koshien" commentary was covered.

"Did you see it! Did you see it!" Koizumi Qingnai excitedly tugged at Akiko.

"I see, I see!" Akiko excitedly waved the inflatable stick while pulling the T-shirt she was about to drop.

"Watanabe! Watanabe! Watanabe!"

The sound of the conversation between the two was inaudible amidst Kamikawa's frenzied shouts.

"Ah—" On the field, the other eight Shenchuan players yelled at Che Watanabe.

No matter how excited and passionate the words are, they can't express their feelings at this time.

"Watanabe—!" Kuni Ou's neck was covered with veins, and he was so excited that he wanted to rush over and punch Watanabe Che hard.

The camera is on the teenager on the pitching mound.

The catcher is coming over with the ball and talking to him.

He didn't say anything, just patted the other person on the shoulder. This simple action made the audience even more excited.

He looked arrogant, too good-looking, not at all athletic, unenthusiastic, and dismissive of his opponents.

Even so, people still yearn to worship him!
This is the strong one!
Born to enjoy the cheers of the crowd!

After shouting wildly, the second ball.

"Drip! 166km/h!"

"Two strikes!"

"Oh!" There was a uniform exclamation in the audience.

Anyone who understands baseball holds their breath.

What is that concept?
This kind of ball speed will not produce change balls, but the power of the ball itself is intimidating.

What is ball power?

The hard ball with a speed of 166 hours per hour went straight to the forehead, and the fracture occurred in the middle. Unfortunately, it hit the head. Even wearing a helmet, it will cause intracranial hemorrhage. If you don't rescue it immediately, you will definitely die on this court.

Facing Watanabe's pitching is no longer a baseball game, but a test of life and death.

This is Ball Power!
"Kuroda! Don't be scared!" Everyone on the Sansong coach's bench shouted at the batters on the batter's bench.

Kuroda looked back at everyone, then at the man on the mound, swallowing hard.

Is it really worth risking your life for a game?
worth!

And as long as the ball hits him, it's a touch ball!Everyone in Sansong walks and gets another point!
Even if you are hospitalized, even if you are studying, you can't hide!

"Come on!" Kuroda clenched his bat tightly and shouted at the boy on the pitching mound.

At this moment, out of the corner of my eye, Shen Chuan's catcher moved up the glove and put it under his arm.

If the 165 speed ball is aimed at here, as long as the ball is slightly out of control
Hit the arm, the bone is directly broken;
If you hit the stomach, will it pierce through?
Or the chin?Lost all the teeth?
'What will happen?Someone tell me! '

"Drip! 165km/h!"

"Damn—evil!" Kuroda was full of anger at himself, not only did he not swing the stick, but he avoided it.

"Three strikes!"

"3 balls! The ball speed is all over 165!" The female commentator has lost her mind.

Then, the male commentator yelled out the voices of everyone:
"monster!"

The girls from the Kamigawa Private School wept with joy.

Although only one batter was eliminated, two more were eliminated to end the game;
Although even if the game is over, they are still three points behind and are in danger;

But, but.
As long as he sees the boy on the pitching mound who doesn't take everyone seriously, as a member of Kamigawa, his heart will be full of confidence.

monster?

My senior!

My classmate!

My junior!

my student!

Speak!Meet me in the hallway!Made an opponent in the sports meeting!We distributed leaflets together at the cultural festival!
Our school!Watanabe of Kamikawa!
"Watanabe! Watanabe! Watanabe!"

At this time, Watanabe Che raised his hand and made a quiet gesture towards them.

Not only Kamikawa, but the [-] spectators, the wind blowing, and the dust blowing up, everything seemed to have stopped.

In the silence, Watanabe Che raised his fist towards the sky:
"Kamigawa!"

The roar roamed the sky.

"what--"

"Kamikawa! Kamikawa! Kamikawa!"

The mountains roared and the tsunami broke, and the sky fell apart.

The wind started to blow, and the sun became more violent. Everyone stood up, saying "Kamigawa", infecting everyone present.

Even if you don't understand football, even if you don't hear what Che Watanabe said, you will be coerced by the atmosphere.

"Kamikawa! Kamikawa! Kamikawa!"

"Drip! 164km/h!"

"A strike!"

"Drip! 166km/h!"

"Two strikes!"

"Drip! 164km/h!"

"Three strikes! Two out!"

The momentum is like a rainbow!

"It's terrible! It's terrible! After throwing a 165 ball, the next ball is still 165! Monster! Monster! What the hell is his arm made of!"

"I've seen the dark clouds over Koshien Stadium! That's Kamikawa! It's this reliever named Watanabe Che!"

"His straight ball will become the nightmare of all private school hitters!"

"San Song has the last batter left!"

"One strike! The speed is still 165! Two strikes! The last one!"

"Samsong private school fights desperately at third base and starts stealing bases! Can he score a run from the monster! Sansong!"

Last ball!
"Drip! 167km/h!"

The catcher, ignoring his numb hand, turned around and rushed towards the Sansong player who was trying to steal the base.

"Ah——" Sansong's team members almost threw themselves to the home plate with the momentum.

"Out! Swap offense and defense!" The referee shouted.

"Ah—" the eight members of Shenchuan roared wildly.

Finally, finally, it was Kamikawa's turn to counterattack.

"It's so exciting!" The commentator panted freely, and then shouted, "Three points! From two points ahead to three points behind, it's also the last game, Kamikawa, is there a way?!"

All players leave the field.

Watanabe Che was about to walk back to the coach's bench, and the people in the coach's bench for two weeks were all on the Internet, wanting to say hello to him.

He walked over.

The camera lens was on him all the time.

"Watanabe!" Everyone from the Kamigawa Private School squeezed forward, wanting to give him a high five.

With a pair of hands, Che Watanabe struck all the way.

Among them, Koizumi Qingnai, Akiko, and even the sports director stretched out their hands excitedly.

After high-fiving with Kamikawa's classmate, there was a child in front of me.

His face was pressed against the net, the flesh was divided into grids, and he stretched out his hand vigorously.

Watanabe Che walked over and gave him a high five.

The child smiled happily, and was still in the period of changing teeth, and a few missing teeth were exposed in the camera.

"Mom! Mom!" He hugged his mother excitedly.

The child's mother looked at him happily.

Watanabe Che took off his baseball cap and threw it towards the sky.

The baseball cap jumped over the high fence and landed in the child's arms.

"It's yours." After finishing speaking, Watanabe Che walked back to the coach's bench.

"Ah!!!" The child put his baseball cap on his head, his legs kept jumping around excitedly.

Everyone looked at this scene and laughed.

Koizumi Qingnai looked at the child proudly, wishing to tell him and everyone around him that Che Watanabe belonged to her.

But she couldn't say it, she could only hold on to Akiko and Miyuki's clothes.

She can't say it, someone can.

"Mine." Yuuki Miki pointed to Watanabe Che who was walking towards the coach's bench, and said to Kiyono Rin.

"It's because of me that he showed that side."

"Well, mine."

"." Kiyono Rin had a gloomy expression.

"Ah, ah," Mrs. Kiyono controlled the excitement just now, "Watanabe-kun is so attractive, I want to marry him."

"You old woman, you can't even compare to your own daughter, and you still want to compete with my Meiji?" Mrs. Yucheng was in a happy mood, "I'm waiting for you to learn how to bark like a dog."

"Xiao Lin," Mrs. Qingye stretched out her hand towards her daughter, "I want to avenge my mother!"

"No chance." Mrs. Yucheng smiled, "Xiao Lin can't beat Mei Ji Xiao Lin has no chance."

Miki Yuki looked at her mother.

"Just kidding." Mrs. Yuki fanned her fan, "Continue watching the game, it's not over yet."

Coach seat.

"Watanabe-kun!" Yuji Kobayashi was full of tears, and he clenched his hands tightly, leaving excited fingernail marks on his palms.

"Watanabe-san!" The reliever bowed deeply.

"For Kamikawa." Watanabe Che said.

"For Kamikawa!" the catcher Hirata raised his arms and shouted angrily.

"For Kamikawa!" Everyone roared.

The direct sunlight made them dizzy.

The skin is hot, and the burning sensation spreads little by little.

However, there are entrusted thoughts and dreams to be realized, and they must not stop here.

Want to see farther, want to go longer!
"Watanabe." The coach stood up and walked to Watanabe Che.

He looked at Watanabe Che: "How is your batting level?"

There are also changes in pitching, as long as the batting is hit, so.
"A little bit better than pitching." Watanabe Che replied.

"Ah! Uchida is the sixth bat!" Kobayashi Yukiko turned pale.

"What are you panicking about!" the coach said with a calm face, "You have also seen how powerful Watanabe is, no matter what, stick to the sixth bat!"

"Yes!"

The coach looked at everyone, if possible, he didn't want to say such a thing, he would rather say that he believed in his usual efforts.

However, the last game is related to the glory of Shenchuan and the dream of Jiashien. He needs a belief that can make the players calm down and be full of confidence just by sitting there.

If everyone knew Watanabe Che was good as a pitcher from the beginning, then as long as he sat on the coach's bench, the reliever would not have a wrong mentality, and everyone would not panic.

Baseball, also has a psychological contest.

On the opposite side, nine players from Sansong came on the field, and it was their turn to eliminate the hitters from Kamigawa.

"Come on! Come on!" The cheerleaders on both sides were in a mess.

The audience was eager to see through, and the flame in their hearts had already been ignited.

Reversed, reversed again, can it continue to be reversed?
Kamikawa's first bat, Kuni Osamu.

Sansong's pitcher, look at this man in front of him, a strong hitter, put on a bat, are you ready to hit base steadily?
Osamu Kuni held the bat and stared at the mound.

After experiencing despair, but also ushered in hope, whether he can win, whether he can go to Jiashiyuan, now, it is his turn to decide!
No, it's just the first shot, it doesn't count.

However, as long as he hits base, the teammates behind him continue to hit base, one base after another, and victory is accumulated in this way!

Baseball is never a game for one person!
The Sansong pitcher lifts his leg and throws the ball.

"Drip! 141km/h!"

The pitching speed of general professional pitchers is very strong!

Guo Jin failed to swing the bat.

"A strike!" the referee shouted.

Guo Jinxue took a deep breath.

The second ball, a tricky ball, didn't swing.

third ball.

"Drip! 139km/h!"

In the second half of the ninth inning, I just threw two balls and still reached a speed of 139. Sansong's pitcher is really strong.

but.

"boom!"

"Hit!" The commentator shouted.

The ball goes between the third baseman and the second baseman.

Kuni Osamu didn't care about anything, let go, the bat fell to the ground, and rushed towards first base.

"Samsung's shortstop catches! Start passing!"

"Is it too late for Kamikawa's blow?!"

"Ah!" Sansong's shortstop threw the ball to the first baseman.

"Ah!" Osamu Kuni also roared angrily, and flew towards the first base.

"safe!"

"Successfully hit base!"

Osamu Kuni got up from the ground and immediately got into position, staring at second base.

His heart was beating fast, just a little bit, and if he missed a day in the usual long-distance running, he might be eliminated.

The audience couldn't sit still and stood up one after another.

"Kagawa's two sticks! Left fielder's Ono!"

The three loose pitchers twisted their necks.

Ono swung the bat vigorously, looking for a feeling.

When he puts the bat on his left shoulder, the game begins.

The pitcher lifts his foot and throws the ball.

"boom!"

The moment he heard the sound, Osamu Kuni rushed out with a whoosh, but stopped after running a few steps and returned to first base.

"Fouls!"

Second ball.

Misatsu pitcher fingers behind the ball, an outside corner carter that ends up going away from the batter!
Ono swung his stick.

"boom!"

"Hit again!"

"It's over! It's a fly ball! Can Mimatsu's outfielder catch it? Catch it! One Kamigawa out! Man on first base!"

Ono stared blankly at the ball for a while before walking back to the coach's bench.

".sorry."

"Student Xiaoye has done his best!" Although he was so nervous that his hands and feet were numb and his heart was so fast that he couldn't breathe, Kobayashi Yukiko still encouraged him.

"The pitcher on the opposite side is already very strong, and it won't become easy to play in the last inning." The coach said in a deep voice, "Whether you can win, or whether you can enter Koshien, now, you have the final say! Persist till the end Sixth! Yamamoto!"

"Yes!"

As Kamikawa's third bat, Yamamoto came into the field with the bat.

"Third baseman Yamamoto, Kamikawa's third!"

"Come on!"

"Kamikawa! Kamikawa!"

"Three Songs! Three Songs!"

The cheerleaders waved the colored balls, obviously exhausted, but they still refused to stop.

The students whose voices were hoarse continued to cheer for their baseball clubs with hoarse voices.

Holding the bat, Yamamoto looked at pitcher Mimatsu, who was relaxing his arms and relieving his fatigue.

The opponent was very strong. In the first eight innings, I only hit him twice.

I'm about to graduate, this is the last year's chance, no matter what, I must not lose!

'If you can't hit a pitcher, either you don't practice enough or you don't have talent! 'He remembered the coach's reprimand to him when he first entered school.

On that day, they lost in the penultimate game of the qualifiers.

'Am I not capable?Was dug over from Kochi Prefecture! '

'Am I not practicing enough?After practice, I'm the only one left on the field to swing! '

'So, call me out! '

Yamamoto swings.

"boom!"

"Hit!"

"Run!" He couldn't hear the voices of his teammates behind him.

In front of him, at first base, Osamu Kuni had already rushed to second base, and he was rushing to first base.

"Ah—" Osamu Kuni roared.

This idiot has been talking about him since he first entered school, and it will only be slower if he keeps shouting out while running.

Roaring too much will lead to insufficient oxygen supply and reduce the efficiency of sprinting!

Did you put yourself, a senior, in your eyes?

After I retire, how can I trust the baseball team to such an unreliable guy!

But, but.
Kamikawa's last chance, let's work hard in our own way!
Yamamoto's face was calm, and his running posture was standard. If it weren't for the sound of footsteps, the trembling muscles on his face seemed to be robots.

"Safe!" The referee roared.

"There are people on first base and second base! Kamikawa is going to reverse the situation!"

"Miracle, can it appear again?!"

"Very good!" the coach waved fiercely, "four sticks, five sticks! Two of you, as long as one of you can get on base, push the order down, and Watanabe will be able to finish! We won! We can go to Koshien! Understand?"

"Yes!"

Four Bats took the bat, took a deep breath, and went to the field.

One person has already been eliminated. If he is eliminated again, there will only be one elimination in Shenchuan, and the situation will reach the edge of a cliff.

Moreover, this is the situation where Yamamoto and Kuni, who have already been on base, are not out.

"A strike!"

My head went blank, as if it was going to be swallowed by a heat wave, and the tension of the game cut my skin like a sharp knife.

"Two strikes!"

Damn it, it's obviously a bad ball, why did I swing the bat!

In the auditorium, all the teachers and students cheering. I really want to escape!Can't hit!
He swallowed hard, trying to suppress the tension.

calm down.
As long as you stay calm and the opponent throws the ball, absolutely
"Three strikes! Out!" the referee's voice.

He didn't know how to get back to the coach's bench, he just sat there blankly, Kobayashi Yukiko seemed to be saying something to him.

In the distance, Watanabe Che seemed to be talking to Wu Bang.

Can't hear them all. I'm losing. Efforts are wasted.
"Kanagawa has eliminated two! There is only one left to be eliminated!"

"There is no way out! Kamikawa!"

"Five bats must withstand the pressure! The two players who have already hit the base must not be out of the game by mistake!"

"Will there be a miracle?!"

In the auditorium, some girls from the Kamigawa Private School were already crying.

Advantages, heatstroke, disadvantages, struggling to come back, and in the end, are you still going to lose?

"Come on!" They shouted with tears.

"San Song! San Song!" The cheers from San Song's private school were neat and full of strength.

Five bats in play.

He's not the best hitter.

If the top three hitters were selected from the baseball department, no one would vote for him.

"A strike!"

That bastard Kuni pushed him out of the top four as soon as he came.

"A bad ball!"

I was also dug over from other counties!
Leaving my hometown, I didn't even enter Jiashiyuan!Do you still have the face to face your classmates in your hometown?

"Two strikes!"

That guy Yamamoto thought that after the disbandment, he was the only one staying at the baseball field to swing!
But myself, I would hide in the dormitory every time, swinging the bat until he turned off the lights!
every time!
"Second ball!"

Pitching drills have a cap, hitting doesn't!

As long as you practice, you can become stronger!

'Don't underestimate me! '

Five swings.

"Bang!", the sound of the bat hitting the ball.

"Run—!" Throwing the bat, the five bats roared and rushed to first base.

Yamamoto on the first base, is rushing to the second base;
Osamu Kuni, on second base, is rushing to third base;
Unexpectedly, in the end, he would run with the two people he hates the most.

"Ah—" It's not just them, Sansong's fielder is also rushing towards the kicked ball.

For winning, for Koshien!
"Samatsu's outfielder catches the ball! Where to throw? Second base! Clear choice! Outfield is closest to second base!"

"Kagawa Yamamoto running to second base, is there time?!"

"Once eliminated, Kamikawa's summer will be over!"

"Run, Yamamoto!"

Even at this time, Yamamoto remained expressionless, raising his hands and legs, only seeing second base, like a robot.

"The second baseman leaves second base to catch the ball thrown back by the outfielder!"

"Catch it!"

"Who goes back to second base first! Sansong?! Kamikawa?!"

Mimatsu's second baseman, Kamikawa's third-bat Yamamoto, the two faced each other and rushed to the base bag at the same time.

"Ah——!!!" Sansong's second baseman pounced early, crawling and reaching for the second base bag.

"Finger! Get enough!"

The audience held their breath, and some couldn't help standing up and staring at the screen.

The hands of the two leaned forward almost at the same time.

"Who? Who will go up first!"

"The referee can't be sure, it's playing back!"

Everyone's heart was beating wildly, looking at the electronic screen in slow motion.

"It's Kamigawa——!" The commentator roared out.

"There is still a chance! There is still a chance!" The female commentator was incoherent.

"There are people on first, second, and third!"

"Six sticks?! Who is Kamikawa's six sticks?!"

"Uchida still can't play, will he be replaced by a reliever or that monster reliever?"

All are waiting.

The camera is aimed at the coach Kamigawa's bench.

On the electronic screen, they saw the handsome young man sitting there with arms crossed, slowly getting up.

The manager handed over the bat.

"It's Monsters to the Rescue"

"Ah—" Before the commentary could finish, a roar and tsunami erupted from the auditorium, covering his voice.

"Watanabe, it's Watanabe!" The girls in Kamikawa hugged each other excitedly.

"Win! Must win!"

"That's right, we will definitely win!"

Hayami Xun wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, picked up the trumpet, and said to everyone in the playing department:
"Everyone, prepare for the school song!"

"Yes!" The crowd responded in unison.

Koizumi Qingnai in front looked worried.

Everyone thinks that Che Watanabe can win, if they lose, will they put all the responsibility on him?
Obviously saved Kamigawa by pitching, why should he bear such pressure?

Watanabe Che took the bat and went to first base before going to the batter's zone.

"Thank you." He said.

"You said, as long as I can get on base, I will lead Shen Chuan to win." Wuzhu looked at Watanabe Che.

"It may seem arrogant to say it myself, but as long as I want to win, I will never lose."

Watanabe Che turned and walked towards the battering area.

"Che Watanabe, coming in as a reliever, ended Mimatsu's offense with a perfect strikeout!"

"Now, standing on the court again, can he bring victory to Kamigawa?!"

"As long as there is a hit, Kamikawa can score a run, and the game will continue!"

"However, if you can hit a home run, Kamikawa will end the game directly!"

"Can it? Can it? Can it be done?"

"Watanabe! Respond to everyone's expectations! Bring a miracle! Let Sanmatsu and the whole of Tokyo know that you are invincible!"

Pitcher Sansong was standing on the mound, across from the relief pitcher named Watanabe, there was a strong sense of oppression.

He abandoned the impassioned commentary and felt everything around him.

The sky as blue as the sea, the pitcher's pedal under his feet, the hot air that is twisted, and the boy who is so strong that he cannot be defeated.

However, he loves baseball more than anyone else, and desires victory more than anyone else!

I am so reluctant, I really want to continue to compete with everyone, I really want to go to Koshien!

Sansong, the more difficult it is, the more it will not give up.

The pitcher's eyes hardened.

Watanabe Che looked at the other party, also abandoning everything around him.

Next, he swung a stick, pinning the hopes of everyone in Kamigawa, and today they must go back with a smile.

There is also the baseball department, which must not stop here.

In the end, deep in his heart, he longed to convince everyone.

It doesn't matter how hard Sansong works.

The pitcher lifts his leg, swings his arm, and pitches!

"Drip! 153km/h!"

"This goal broke a personal record."

"boom--"

The metal sound of the bat hitting the ball.

The ball that broke the personal record disappeared into the blue sky at a faster speed.

Flying, flying, flying over the infield, flying over the outfield, flying out of the field.

"boom!"

Everyone looked at the ball, the ball sunken into the electronic screen.

The electronic screen with a blurry screen shows the score tenaciously:

Sansong: 8
Kamikawa: 9
"Ah—" The mountain shouted a tsunami, and the whole stadium seemed to set off a tsunami.

The audience frantically waved everything they could.

Watanabe Che looked at the VIP seat and blew a kiss there.

"It's for me, right?" Kiyono Yuko said while clutching her chest.

The other three looked at her.

"Ah——" Osamu Kuni, Yamamoto, Maki, Hirata, Aihara, the baseball team opened their arms and rushed towards Che Watanabe.

Kobayashi Yujizi could only worry, he couldn't squeeze in no matter what.

"Home run! Goodbye home run!"

"Watanabe! Blow the ball out of the field with one stick!"

"He turned the game around!"

"Kagawa, dominate the [-]th district of East Tokyo! The one who dominates the [-]th district of East Tokyo is Kamikawa!"

The high-spirited, progressive, hard-working, and nostalgic Shenchuan school anthem was played at the Jingu Stadium.

The entire Kamigawa baseball club stood in the middle of the field, with their arms crossed, their chests straightened out, and they sang the school song loudly with an air that seemed to take out all the voices in their bodies.

"Yotani hills, the schoolhouse where crows fly by, our alma mater..."

The teachers and students of Shenchuan sang along, and everyone burst into tears.

　
(End of this chapter)