"Both sides are back on the field!"

"Two runs down with three pins, man on second base, zero out!"

"Kamikawa leads by two points, but the ace pitcher suffers heatstroke at a critical moment. Can the reliever withstand the pressure?"

"Kamikawa or Misatsu, who can go to Hanshin Koshien Stadium in Hyogo Prefecture!"

"Who can dominate the 20 wards of East Tokyo!"

The commentators roared, and in the 32° temperature, the audience roared and beat the inflatable bats wildly.

Toru Watanabe applauded gently for the slogans both sides just said.

He has always seen the efforts of the Kamikawa Baseball Club.

From Monday to Friday, there is a morning jog every morning; on Saturday and Sunday, as long as you go there, you can see them training on the playground.

I don’t know how far Sansong has achieved, but being able to reach all the way to the regional finals will definitely mean a lot of hardship.

"Maki," Mrs. Kiyono said with a smile, "do you want to make a bet?"

"What are you betting on?" Mrs. Kujo asked with interest.

"Well - the loser, how about barking like a dog?"

"Which team are you betting on?"

"Sansong. I like reversals." Mrs. Qingye said with a smile.

"If you're cheating, give me your sapphire necklace."

"good!"

The two ladies raised their hands, which were as tender as girls, and high-fived each other. The applause was crisp and clear.

They are having fun.

"Ah! Sansong hit again. Now there are people on first base and third base. A score is about to be scored." Mrs. Qingye pretended to be surprised, "Maji, do you want to change? You can also bet on Sansong."

"Thank you, but I like Kamikawa." Mrs. Kujo looked over her daughter and winked at Toru Watanabe with her left eye.

Watanabe Toru opened the fan and fanned Kujo Miki.

Kujo Miki looked at him first, then at the fan: "This is a fan passed down from the Kujo family."

"No matter how good the fan is, if it cannot be used to fan Mei Ji, it is just a decoration."

"It was just a decoration."

"You two!" Kujo Maki said dissatisfied, "How can you say that the things belonging to your ancestors are just decorations!"

"Misatsu scored!" Toru Watanabe pointed at the court.

Mrs. Kujo looked over and saw that Misamatsu, who had been running hard just now, crossed home plate with a bat and high-fived his teammates on the coaching bench with excitement on his face.

"It's 4 points." In Mrs. Qingye's pleasant voice, on the scoreboard in the distance, Sansong's total score jumped from 3 to 4.

"What is this reliever Kamikawa doing?" Mrs. Kujo asked dissatisfied.

Not only her, but the audience who supported Kamikawa and Kamikawa's students began to feel dissatisfied.

"What's going on now?" Toru Watanabe asked Miki Kujo in a low voice.

"This reliever's mentality is too bad," Miki Kujo said.

"Can you be more specific?"

Miki Kujo turned to look at him, and Toru Watanabe stared at her with eyes that didn't understand anything.

Rolling her eyes at him, Kujo Miki patiently explained:

"A game has two parts, the upper and lower. Only three batters from one team are eliminated before entering the next game. Do you understand this?"

"Yeah." Toru Watanabe continued to fan her.

"In other words, as long as Sansong doesn't eliminate three batters, he can keep scoring. Kamikawa, a reliever, has a bad mentality and can't bear the pressure at critical moments. Almost all the balls he throws are hit."

"But as long as the defender gets the ball early, even if the ball is hit, he can't score."

"That's right." Kujo Miki laughed, "I'm afraid that the pitcher's mentality will completely collapse, lose the ability to control the ball, keep throwing bad balls, and walk the bases."

"Walked? What does that mean?" Toru Watanabe asked.

Kujo Miki turned to look at the court and said, "That's it."

Watanabe Toru looked over.

"Four bad balls!" the referee shouted.

At that moment, a roar swept the entire place.

Amid the ugly faces and silent cheerleading of the nine Kamikawa players, the Sansong batter walked from home base to first base, the first base player walked to second base, the second base player walked to third base, and the third base player walked back to home base.

base.

Scoreboard, Sansong’s score: 5!

"ah!"

"Three Pines! Three Pines! Three Pines!"

The field went crazy and the score was completely even.

"Sansong still has zero eliminations so far!" the male commentator shouted.

"And the bases are full! There are people on every base! We can definitely continue to score!" the female commentator was emotional.

"Kamikawa's relievers must adjust their condition!"

"That's right! This is related to the quota in Koshien. Everyone has worked hard from childhood to adulthood! Come on!"

On the big screen, some of the teachers and students in Kamikawa were confused, some were angry, and some were waving inflatable baseballs and shouting at the stadium.

On the field, first baseman Kunii Osamu wiped sweat with his sleeves. Beside him, the Misatsu baseball player looked excited and made a gesture of sprinting at any time. His movements were full of hope and motivation.

"Four bad balls!" the referee shouted again.

"It's overtaking. Someone is going to bark like a dog." Mrs. Qingye said with a smile.

In Watanabe Toru's sight, the Sansatsu High School teammate next to Osamu Kunii waved his fist vigorously and trotted toward second base in excitement.

Scoreboard, three pines: 6

Kamikawa:5

"Another four balls and a walk?" Toru Watanabe asked.

"I told you before, this reliever's ability to withstand pressure is terrible." Kujo Miki said with a smile.

The two of them were so close that Toru Watanabe could feel the warmth of her breath through his face.

Watanabe Tetsu couldn't help but sigh.

A few strands of black hair floated gently in front of Miki Kujo's forehead.

"What's wrong?" She asked with a smile, "Seeing Shenchuan losing, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"After all, I am also a student of Kamikawa. If the starting pitcher doesn't suffer from heatstroke..."

"This world always belongs to the winner, and no one will consider the reasons for the loser's defeat."

"Don't be anxious." Mrs. Kujo said with a gloomy face, "Even if the score is overtaken, Kamikawa can still fight back in the second half."

"We only scored five points in eight games, and we expect to overtake in the last game?" Mrs. Qingye said with a smile.

"Misatsu only scored three runs in the first eight innings. Maybe the pitcher also suffered from heatstroke?" Mrs. Kujo smiled back.

"Remember to bark like a dog." Mrs. Kiyono tapped Mrs. Kujo with her left index finger and said happily.

"Humph." Mrs. Kujo took the fan from Toru Watanabe's hand and fanned herself hard.

Among the five people present, only Qingye Rin stayed away from the incident.

She wanted a cup of ice cream with fruits and biscuits on top, and she ate it slowly and slowly with a spoon.

The game continued in the scorching sun.

On the pitcher's mound, Kamikawa's reliever stood with a blank look on his face.

In the stadium with 30,000 people, everyone except Kamikawa's own support team was shouting Sansong.

Everyone is eager for a reversal! For a wonderful game!

No one paid attention to the reliever, no one cared that Kamikawa's starting pitcher had heatstroke, and no one cared whether Kamikawa won or lost.

In addition to Kamikawa's baseball club, all the teachers and students of Kamikawa.

On the electronic screen, Ishigu, the flute in charge of the music department, a girl with a delicate heart, wiped her tears with her sleeves.

Next to her, the boy in charge of percussion beat the drums hard and shouted to the Kamikawa Baseball Club on the field.

The cheerleaders were in the aisle, their bodies wet with sweat, but they still raised their legs and waved the colorful balls in their hands.

The physical education teacher held a loudspeaker and was organizing all the teachers and students to raise the signs in their hands and once again formed the huge words "Must Win".
To be continued...