[Miyuki x Sawamura] Casting and arresting evil fate

After trying to throw a few pitches, Sawamura had to admit that Seido's mound was really good.

"Are you ready? Here we go."

Facing the huge Dong, he took a few deep breaths after receiving the ball thrown by Miyuki.

"What? Are you scared? Throw it to me!"

Dong's loud roar dissipated all the hard-earned preparations and frights in his heart.

"The expression is so stiff, so you can't even display half of your strength." Miyuki put the glove on Dong's best hitting position, "In order to relieve his tension, let him be blasted first."

Sawamura looked at the position of the glove, but the trajectory changed the moment the ball was released.A pitch that should have been a strike zone turned into a walkout.

"What's the matter! If you're afraid, just say it!"

He turned a deaf ear to Tou's yelling, but the sharp-eyed Miyuki noticed it.He decisively called a timeout and ran over.

"The ball suddenly changed its trajectory before it was released, right? What's wrong?"

He put the glove over his mouth so that the other party could not see it.

"I felt like that ball was going to be hit."

Facing his answer, the catcher was taken aback, and then smiled, "Eh? Instead of being concentrated, it's better to throw a bad ball, right?"

"is it not OK?"

Mistakenly thinking that he was being ridiculed, Sawamura became excited.

"Correct answer!" The tricky catcher not only didn't apologize, but also had a glib expression on his face, "Actually, that's Dong-senpai's best shot there. If you throw it according to my request, you will definitely be blown away!"

"What?!!!!!!!!"

He was clearly terrified.

"I like you very much!" He put on a familiar attitude, "Let's deal with this monster together next?"

"It has nothing to do with you!"

Sawamura didn't want to mess with people from this enemy camp.

"Others' kindness should be accepted frankly." He continued to inquire, "What types of golf do you have?"

Sawamura, who never reads magazines, doesn't know what kind of ball is. "Huh? I only know straight balls."

The person who dared to challenge Monster Dong with such big words can only hit the straight ball!Miyuki's face was instantly blackened.To put it bluntly, his catcher doesn't even have to think about serving the ball, just catch the ball!That's called a catcher.

"Haha! It's so interesting! It's really worth guiding!"

Now he can only yell in such a bravado, he knows best how trembling his heart is.

"You think I'm a fool, right!" Which catcher would laugh when he heard this, "Anyway, you were sent by the enemy! This is between him and me!"

I tried my best to break the opponent's arm hooked on my shoulder, but found that his arm strength and shoulder strength were surprisingly strong, and I couldn't break it apart.

"Eh? Do you think so?" Miyuki put her mouth next to his ear, "Are you going to play baseball alone?"

He was shocked by this sentence. Just now he himself yelled that a person can't play baseball.Seeing that the other party listened, Miyuki let go of his strength, "The best pitch is a masterpiece created by the pitcher and catcher, isn't it?"

He tapped Sawamura's heart with his catcher's glove, "Please, partner."

Back at the catcher's position, Dong was still yelling that they should discuss it beforehand if they wanted to discuss it.

"Masterpiece? Partner? Never thought of it that way before."

Unknowingly, he answered "yes" in a low voice, and then shook his head vigorously, "Who is calling a partner to someone I met for the first time! I answered without knowing it!"

His body was no longer stiff at the second ball, and the sound of the ball hitting the glove made him feel very happy. Today, his ball is very powerful.

"It's in, is it?"

Miyuki tilted his head and glanced at the embarrassed Dong, "Very good! The hitter didn't swing his bat!"

"Stupid! That's the way to scout the ball!"

The second ball, the same path, Dong's rash swing, turned into a foul.Seeing the ball hit so hard, Tozawamura's face turned blue.What brute force is this!

"Good shot!" Miyuki's eyes were full of encouragement, "It's a good thing you can throw it here. Even if such a ball is hit by him, it will only become a foul ball."

Sawamura also had sharp eyes, "Pretending to play the same way, but in fact he changed his sitting posture and position a little?"

Seeing that the catcher was really on his side, the arc of his mouth widened.

The third ball, the fourth ball, the fifth ball... none of the balls went smoothly.

"It's very difficult for this guy who doesn't control the ball to hit the ball he wants!"

Dong talked to himself, and Yuxing gloated in his heart, "Yes, that's it. Be more excited, Senior Dong."

The seventh ball almost missed the strike zone.

"Missed." Miyuki caught the ball in time, "What are you talking about, you can only direct the ball, can't you change the ball?"

The deputy minister on the side smiled.He likes Sawamura because his ball can turn, and he finally showed his true colors.The following balls are getting smoother and smoother, and of course they are turning more and more.

"Hey! I'm really in good shape today!"

The pitcher stared at the ball self-consciously, but the catcher complained in his heart, "Hey, please think about it for me too. It's hard to catch your ball without knowing where it's going to fly."

Miyuki also noticed that his ball was already powerful.In fact, the power of the ball is not as good as the strength of the tail.

"It's really interesting."

He centered the catcher's mitt.

"Use your greatest strength to release and hit it!" (It was written so rotten on purpose, but in fact, the Japanese is such a rotten sentence! The official subtitles are translated very harmoniously.)

"middle!"

Sawamura could feel every beat of his heart, "It's not good! My heart is beating so hard! I'm sure I can do it, trust the catcher."

Exhausting his last and greatest strength, he threw a most standard red hit.

Accompanied by Miyuki's extremely satisfied "niceball", Higashi was struck out to end the game.