In the first half of the inning, two people were out of the first base, and the hitters were four kanji Hiroki Tsuji.

"The four sticks are not easy to deal with."

Akaga's catcher Sugawara thought for a while and pinched a glove at Hashimoto on the pitching mound. Hashimoto saw the secret code and picked up the ball and held it in front of his chest like usual pitching.

Suddenly, he turned around!

call out!

First base to hold the ball!

Takashi Nishino was not far from the base. When Hashimoto's shoulder began to rotate, he realized that he ran back in a few steps and stepped on the first base bag.

"Bang!"

“Safe!”

At the beginning of the game, both teams mainly focused on temptation. Takashi Nishino's intention to steal the base was not very strong, and Xiaogao did not think that he could get out by restraint.

The two teams reached a subtle tacit understanding.

After pressing the runner on the base back, Xiaogao's attacking focused on dealing with the hitter and tried to get four bats head-on.

First ball.

The low-post slide ball fell below the good ball area.

Hiroki Tsuji held the bat tightly and paused suddenly, stopped the action of the bat, and watched the ball enter the catcher's glove.

"Bad ball!"

Akagao's catcher took out the ball and stood up, staring at Tetsu Nishino at first base. If Tetsu Nishino was too far away from the base, he would immediately restrain himself, and it would not be impossible to catch it and be eliminated.

"Baishan's four sticks should be the ones who hit the line and attacked more stably. In this case, you can't think of the previous one."

"Without a high-level straight ball, you may want to be pulled out like a stick."

Akaga's catcher Sugawara looked at Hiroki Tsuji.

Hiroki Tsuji stood in the right strike zone and raised his bat, all his eyes on the pitcher, not caring about the position of the catcher's gloves.

"Are you sniping a straight ball?"

Even if the hitter who fished Shirashan with straight balls in succession was eliminated, Akagao's catcher Sugawara was still very cautious. It would be best if he could get out. Even if he was beaten, he should avoid being beaten to grow.

The second ball.

Akaga's catcher Sugawara chose the same slide as the first ball, and this time he had to make a good shot.

call out!

"Change ball?!"

"Clang!"

Hiroki Tsuji pulled the stick back, then decisively used the stick to pull the ball to the left, and hit the ball to the ground with a fierce diagonal diagonal.

"despair!"

The ball hit the ground in front of the home plate, bounced back and jumped quickly toward the second and third bases, and the rolling position was just between two infielders.

Akagao's third baseman hesitated to stop because the shortstop was faster.

"Click!"

Xiaogao's shortstop ran over, fell to the ground and rushed over, blocking the ball with gloves. But the ball bounced up beyond the shortstop's expectations, flew over from the gloves and rolled into the field.

Hits through the inland!

The ball was picked up by Akagao's left outfielder, and Tetsuki Nishino dared not continue running when he reached second base. As the hitter, Hiroki Tsuji also safely reached first base.

“Nice strike!”

Hiroki Tsuji's one-on-one hit continues the line.

There were people out of first and second bases, and Shirashan High School had a scoring opportunity. As long as it hits the ball with five sticks, Tetsu Nishino can run back to home base with his footwork and fight for home base offense and defense.

"Ito, it's up to you!"

"Come on, Ito!"

"Hit!Hit!Hit!"

With the support of his teammates, Ito Nao walked to the strike zone, put the bat on his shoulder, and kept it for five or six seconds, looking thoughtful and calm.

"Senior Ito's eyes are a little sharp. Is it really okay?"

Tetsu Nishino from the second base looked at the home zone with a strange expression. Senior Ito's serious expression always made him feel a sense of incongruity and he couldn't help but mutter.

At this time, Ito Nao thought that he was shouldering the heavy responsibility of timely hits, and he thought that he must not be reckless and seize the opportunity of the team to score.

call out!

"Bang!"

"nice shot!"

For the first goal, Akaga's pitcher Hashimoto scored a very beautiful straight ball in the outer corner, but was shot out by Ito Naoji.

“…”

Ito was speechless.

"This ball is too accurate, it's a dead corner in the low position of the outer corner."

In high school baseball, the pitcher's ball control is just like that. Those who can make four grids are considered to be good at controlling the ball. But the straight ball just now was so accurate that it was impossible to take action.

Just at a right angle to the good ball area.

Ito Nao can only think that his luck is too bad and he always meets pitchers to perform at a super level. This goal makes Akigao pitcher Hashimoto unable to shoot dozens of goals, which is really too accurate.

The second ball.

Akigaki's pitcher Hashimoto made a shot!

call out!

Slide ball!

Ito Nao pulled the ball backward and used the ball to hit it. She wanted to pull the ball aside like Hiroki Tsuji. But this ball came more powerful than Hiroki Tsuji.

Swish!

The baton fell to nothing!

"Bang!"

"nice shot!"

“…”

Ito Nao put the bat on his shoulder and pursed his lips.

As soon as he got up, two good balls were chased, and both balls were in the good ball area, so he didn't play them, and in the end he had nothing to say.

Next goal.

"Clang!"

Looking at the flying ball that was high and close, Ito Nao sighed. He would have not chased the bad ball if he had known it. After the ball fell into the glove, he quickly grabbed the bat and ran back to the rest seat.

"Three out!"

"Off and defense exchange!"

After the first half of the game, Takashi Nishino, who had been standing on the base bag for a long time, immediately went back to the rest seat and seized the time to wear the catcher protective gear.

Because everyone was walking around in the rest seat, it was a bit crowded. Takashi Nishino took the equipment to the field in front of the rest seat to wear it, and his teammates were helping.

Tetsu Nishino, who was wearing upper body protective gear, stood there, and his teammates were helping him sort out the protective gear on his legs.

"Uh, Senior Ito, why are you here this time?"

"Well, senior, I'll help you. Is it a surprise?" Ito Nao grinned.

He would not say that it was because he wasted opportunities, so he felt that he couldn't stand it. He hurried over and helped him, so he wouldn't have to be criticized by that time.

"It's okay." Tetsu Nishino said.

"But next time I play the table, seniors will have to play better, and we don't have many chances to score."

"Yes...I get it."

Ito Nao's tears flowed in his heart. It seemed that he was showing his diligence for nothing. Sometimes this junior is just like the third grade, with a keen sense of touch.

"Well, senior, I've been cheering you up. I'll give you the hits I'll give you next time I'll give you a chance."

Tetsu Nishino picked up the gloves that Ito put on the ground, and when he handed them to him, the corner of his mouth gently raised and said with a smile.

"Dong!"

Ito Nao knocked Nishino Tetsuya's head, but hit the catcher's helmet, which hurt him.

"Hiss, it hurts a little..."

Ito put on the ball-catching glove and tapped it again, and said seriously.

"Then you have to stand on the base bag for a long time. If I can't hit the hit, you will be in vain again."

"Also, don't you just accept that you can go to the base every time? Where did the humble little zhe go before?"

Tetsu Nishino was stunned.

"Yes, I can't guarantee that I will successfully go to the base every time, so I won't be able to let my seniors send me back."

"Hey, is your focus on this?"
Chapter completed!