The original intention of the diamond ace

In the following weekend, Qingdao ushered in several expedition teams.

Due to the absence of Furutani-senpai, not only did my appearances increase, but Tojo-senpai also ushered in the opportunity to appear on the board.

It is worth mentioning that Eijun-senpai was the starting pitcher for the game against Naruto Kogyo in the morning.Although after pitching seven innings, he was replaced due to lack of physical strength, but his pitching performance in seven innings was still eye-catching.

But there was no time to think too much, because soon it was time for me to play.

"Would you like to try it~" Miyuki covered her mouth with a glove and said with a smile.

"Try what? Although it's just a practice match, don't overdo it. If you think it's not good, I'll shake my head at your match." Looking at him warily.

"It's not a curveball. I haven't practiced that well yet, so I can't use it now. I'm talking about the new gestures for other balls. Aren't you able to control them a little bit?"

"That's all right, but I don't know how it goes."

"I know, I know, if the situation is not right, I will give you the signal in time." He turned around, waved his glove, and walked down the mound.

Is this person only like me!

It feels super unreliable!

How could other pitchers trust him so much!

It's a pity that the new pitching method is not in good condition. Although the opponent can't suppress the power of the ball, there are too many bad balls.

After calling a batter to hit base, Miyuki changed the pitch just in time.I successfully suppressed the batter with the previous pitching method.

In this game, six innings were pitched, 85 pitches were pitched, 2 hits, 10 strikeouts, 5 reports, and 0 runs allowed.

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In the following days, as the games went on, the training began to heat up more and more, and everyone felt energetic.

Because the big game is approaching?

No, most people should still think about that...

20 people who can participate in the competition!

I walked out of the dormitory while thinking.

"Hee-hop!" Suddenly Kuramochi-senpai strangled my neck from behind.

I helplessly tugged at his hand, since when did this become a way of greeting me, Kuramochi-senpai......

"It's hard, senior."

"Have you been very active recently, kid!"

"Are you really that sloth?" Sawamura also rushed out from behind.

"Could it be someone else knocked you out and put on your clothes!"

"Who are you? Are you sent by another school?"

The corner of my mouth twitched, there are still a few people who are not affected at all.

"Sawamura-senpai, you are so noisy..." "Kuramo-senpai, can you put your hands down..."

"Oh! As a first grader, Oda, are you arrogant!" Kuramochi not only didn't let go, but tightened his grip even more.

This is how a new day begins...  

***

During Miyuki-senpai's participation in the Japan-US exchange match, another major event happened: Ono-senpai, the backup catcher of the first army, was injured!

Although it's just a thumb injury, as long as he cultivates well, it won't be a big deal, but it's just this time.

No one can be relieved to be absent from the competition in the last year of high school in this way.I looked at Ono-senpai leaving with regret.

"It won't just end like this." Turning his head, he looked at Senior Eijun standing beside him.

He looked at the back of Senior Ono who had gone away with a serious face, "Our summer this year will be very long."

"Senior Ono will definitely return to the court."

"Hmm!" Also!I don't think we'll lose either.

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Soon, the pre-summer practice session was drawing to a close.

As the days wore on, there was a growing sense of urgency for everyone, whether it was games or practice.

The current Qingdao is like a fully running motor, everyone is driving, and at the same time being driven forward.

In the anxious but expectant eyes of most people, this moment finally ushered in!

On the morning of June 6, the indoor training ground.

Those selected for the First Army are outfielder - Shoji Yuki, outfielder and catcher - Yui Kaoru, catcher - Okumura Koshu, and finally pitcher - Oda Kazu.

I watched those faces that originally implied anticipation suddenly darken, and I can't express my current mood.

"Third-year players whose names have not been called stay here, and everyone else goes to training." Supervisor Kataoka still had a serious face, as if he didn't see the dejected seniors in front of him, and his tone was the same as usual.

"Yes!" I looked at the senior Nakamura who was sleeping with me, hesitated for a moment, but turned around and left.

I went to the door, quietly stood behind the door watching.

Like me, there are still a few people who didn't go to the training, and they also stood outside with their heads down with ugly faces.

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At this time, in the arena.

"In the past two years, you have really worked very hard."

The supervisor's voice remained unchanged, but some seniors' eyes turned red.

"After harsh training and fierce competition for starters, I believe everyone has experienced a lot of pain and unwillingness, but you have never given up! Always follow my guidance."

The room was very quiet, and the voice of the supervisor who became a little excited could be heard clearly.

Suddenly Supervisor Kataoka lowered his hands behind his back, and bowed to those red-eyed seniors in a very upright and serious manner.

"I hope you will continue to be my pride in the future."

Not only the seniors, but we who stood outside also touched the heartstrings because of the actions and words of the supervisor.

I don't know who started it, but suddenly the seniors couldn't help crying.

The crying became louder and louder.

'Although I have prepared...'

"Even if I didn't get selected into the first army after working hard, I won't regret it..."

"Even if I told myself, I don't regret it even if I didn't enter..."

'But I'm still not reconciled. '

I watched quietly outside the door, pursing my lips tightly.

The senior Nakamura who slept with him was lowering his head. He stared desperately at the floor, but tears still fell down his cheeks into the soil.

The senior practiced until midnight every day, and finally got a chance to play, but he heard that he didn't perform well, and he never played again after that.

To be honest, I actually don't even know why he can persist for so long......

There should be a lot of seniors like this. They have been persevering and working hard all the time. Maybe there are many people who are not as lucky as him. In the last year, they didn’t even have the chance to play. After all, people who work hard are too too much.

So many people end up before they start...  

I turned my back and leaned against the wall next to the door, looking at the sky.

How nice to be drafted into the First Army?

As long as you follow the instructions step by step, will it be okay to be the starter in the future?

No need to work hard anymore?

There is no reason to become stronger?

Can I really afford this number!

Do I bear their expectations now? I am so arrogant......

So many people, so unwilling tears, such heavy dreams......

I smiled wryly, I didn't expect that I would be such a clueless guy, and I only discovered it now.