I Loaded the Love Game

Toru Watanabe stood on the pitcher's mound, and the other eight Kamikawa players were scattered, each taking their place.

The first hitter from Qingshan High School walked onto the hitter's bench with his club.

"Watanabe! Watanabe!" On the left hand side, the Kamikawa support team shouted in unison in the audience.

In the audience on the right, the support team of Qingshan Academy is also chanting.

The two sides add up to more than two to three hundred people, but the momentum should not be underestimated, so that the sparse audience is frequently eyeing, more eye-catching than the competition.

After the first hitter from Aoyama High School adjusted his swing posture, and after the referee standing behind the catcher made a gesture, Toru Watanabe could throw the ball.

He knew a little about pitching when he was training with Guojing.

The so-called some, to be more specific, there is only the rule of strike zone.

The so-called strike zone...the area that is easy for hitters to hit is the strike zone, which is used to restrict pitchers-as Kunii Shura said at the time.

‘It’s not easy for pitchers to shoot areas that are easy for opponents to hit. Toru Watanabe recalled in his mind, and at the same time put a very standard pitching posture.

The above is all his knowledge and moves about baseball.

He put the ball in a throwing posture, and the scene was not quiet, but Kamikawa's support was even greater.

In the voice of "Watanabe! Watanabe!" the woman shouted, Watanabe Toru threw the ball out.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, the ball fell into the catcher's glove.

"A good shot!" The referee behind the catcher said something unclear.

"what--"

"Watanabe! Watanabe!"

"Aoyama! Aoyama! Aoyama!" The number of cheerleaders in Qingshan High School seemed to be more than that of Kamikawa.

The catcher threw the ball back to Toru Watanabe. Toru Watanabe adjusted the holding position while looking at Aoyama's first hitter, who did not swing his bat just now.

‘That’s enough. He glanced at the auditorium and confirmed that the two eldest ladies and his wife were safe.

Raise your leg and pitch the ball.

"Bang—" The sound was crisp, and the ball was hit by the bat and rolled out.

After confirming the hit, Aoyama's first hitter dropped the baseball bat and ran toward the first base Shura Kuni.

When Watanabe Toru was watching the beater running, the ball that was hit suddenly flew out from behind him, and rushed to Kunai repair.

Xiu Kuni caught the ball cleanly.

"Once out!" the referee near Kunijing Xiu shouted.

"It seems ashamed." Watanabe adjusted the baseball cap, stepped off the pitcher mound, and walked towards the coach's bench.

When he was about to step out of the court, Kuni Shuo grabbed him and looked at him incredulously:

"Where are you going?"

"Isn't it out?"

"...It was the beater who was out just now! You bastard!" Kuni Shuo shouted, "With me, they don't even think about getting on first base!"

"That's it." Watanabe Toru turned and walked back to the pitcher hill.

‘The place where Kunijing stands is called first base. Just now, the batter hit the ball and ran towards it... he scored at first base? Still say... forget it. ’

Only playing this game, there is no need to think about the rules.

"What I should do now..." Watanabe Toru looked at the second hitter from Aoyama High School.

Let the opponent miss the ball.

The second hitter was in place, the catcher squatted down, and the referee behind the catcher was fully focused.

‘How can I make the opponent miss? Toru Watanabe glanced at the auditorium again, thinking casually in his head.

"For the first ball, the hitter deliberately did not swing his bat and watched the ball. The second ball was hit directly and almost hit a first base. Watanabe-kun is very dangerous." Watanabe Toru's first baseball fan, Mrs. Kujo, with a face. Said happily.

"Shame." Kujo Miki was unhappy and decided to punish him at night.

Kiyano Rin yawned gracefully.

The temperature is neither hot nor cold, and there is no wind. The cheerleaders of both sides kept shouting.

‘Can’t hit...because the ball is too slow? Try it quickly. Toru Watanabe raised his leg and assumed a standard posture.

Aoyama's second hitter held the bat in both hands and fixed his eyes on Watanabe Toru.

The first hitter told him that the pitcher in front of him from nowhere had just made two straight shots with average speed, and they were in the middle of the strike zone.

There is no better game than this.

The question is, the opponent is very defensive, can he get to first base?

No, I run very fast. If the ball is played well enough, maybe even second base...

"A good shot!" the referee shouted.

Qingshan's second hitter: "..."

Average ball speed? There was 140KMH just now, right? Absolutely!

"Pretty!" The catcher threw the ball back.

Watanabe caught the ball thrown back by the catcher.

‘The speed of the ball just now should be okay...No, the last hitter didn’t swing his first bat, and his expression was equally calm. ’

‘Considering the possibility that not swinging the first ball is a tactic, it is safer to use a little harder for the second ball. ’

Toru Watanabe raised his leg, juggled his arm, and pitched the ball.

The harsh wind.

At that moment, facing the catcher of the high speed ball for many years, it had nothing to do with courage or courage. The ball rushing over like a cannonball made him instinctively close his eyes.

‘It’s over! Mistakes! ’

As soon as the catcher's thoughts came up, the baseball glove in his left hand came with a drill force to penetrate the palm of his hand!

"Second shot!" the referee shouted.

"NiceBall!" With a slight numbness in his left hand, the catcher shouted excitedly and threw the ball back to Toru Watanabe.

Qingshan's second hitter: "..."

Watanabe caught the ball easily, and his heart was as full of doubts as the hitter.

The catcher suddenly speaks English? Baseball rules?

Speaking of which, baseball seems to have originated in the United States.

‘This ball speed seems to be enough for Qingshan. Looking at the nervous expression of the second hitter, Watanabe confirmed.

Raise your leg and pitch the ball.

"Strikes! The beater is out!"

Following the referee's voice, the second hitter took a bat and walked back to the coaching bench of Qingshan High School with a skeptical expression of life.

Toru Watanabe caught the ball thrown back by the catcher, used his feet to find a comfortable footing on the pedals of the pitcher mound, and looked towards the audience.

The two eldest ladies are safe, madam...

"Watanabe! Watanabe!" When did she join Kamikawa's cheerleading team?

Cheerleaders?

Watanabe Toru finally remembered that there was still such a group of people, looked at it, and then immediately withdrew his gaze.

Although the skirt is short, it is all safety pants like shorts.

‘If this goes on, the baseball game will lose its charm sooner or later. Toru Watanabe looked at the third hitter from Aoyama High School.

When the opponent was about to pose, he was about to pose to throw the ball, but the catcher's hands without gloves suddenly made an unexplained movement in the crotch.

Watanabe Toru: "..."

I can guess that I'm making a code, but the words of a code are not easy for laymen to understand.

'do you understand? The catcher casts such a simple and easy-to-understand look while moving slightly.

"..." Watanabe Toru shook his head.

The movement of the catcher stopped, and then quickly made gestures in the crotch again.

Before he finished his gesture, Toru Watanabe shook his head directly.

If you don't understand, you don't understand.

Even if he is the number one in the country, it is impossible to understand what the other party is expressing.

"..." The catcher returned to the starting position and placed his gloves in the middle of the strike zone.

Toru Watanabe raised his leg and pitched.

The harsh wind sounded again.

Because of the previous experience, although the catcher doesn't know how Watanabe's ability to control the ball, but at least he has certain ability to handle the ball, so he doesn't have to worry about hitting himself.

He opened his eyes and looked at this. Judging from his years of catching experience, it is almost a ball with a speed of 160kmh, and the shell usually falls into the ball sleeve.

The slight numbness of the palm increased.

"A good shot!" the referee shouted.

‘The speed of the two **** is almost the same...’ The catcher threw the ball back in the sleeve.

‘Baseball, it seems a bit boring. Thinking about it, Watanabe Toru mechanically threw the second ball.

"Second shot!"

The catcher threw the ball back, Watanabe's third goal with constant speed.

"Strikes! Three outs! Offensive and defensive swaps!"

"Watanabe! Watanabe!"

After shouting, they sang the school song cheerfully in unison.

"Yutani hills, school buildings swept by crows, our alma mater, Kamikawa!"

On the wide scoring board in the distance, Qingshan Academy scored zero in the second sentence of the second half.

‘Three hitters are out and the game ends. Toru Watanabe thought about the rules of baseball that I didn’t know right or not, and walked towards the coach’s bench.

"Watanabe!" Xiu Kuni ran over, "You know how good this uncle is. During training, I beat all your balls!"

"Aoyama High School is too weak." Watanabe completely took off his gloves.

"There is also this reason. With a straight ball like yours, I can hit it no matter how fast it is!"

"I can only go straight."

The catcher who was about to come up to talk, heard these words and closed his open mouth again.

After the Kamikawa cheerleader sang the school song, they started shouting again: "Watanabe! Come on! Kamikawa! Number one!"

The other school did not show weakness: "Qingshan! Come on!"

After a short break, the cheerleaders from both sides shouted and competed across the fan-shaped court.

The support is very strong. It can sit on an empty stadium with 30,000 people. It is all their voices.

"Watanabe-kun!" The female manager walked over with a towel and water, "Great! Suppress the opponent's stringing completely!"

"Good luck." Watanabe Toru said.

"It's not luck! The ball is very, very fast! By the way, here, towel and water!"

"Thank you, I'm not thirsty, and I didn't sweat."

"Then I'll give you a massage! If you shoot high-speed **** continuously, your arms need to be relaxed in time!"

"Thank you, I'm not tired at all."

"No guest..."

"Yu Jizi," Guo Jinxiu said, rubbing his arm, "just give me a massage, it hurts."

Kobayashi Yukiko stared at him with arms akimbo: "You didn't do anything! Watanabe-kun struck out three beaters alone!"

"I... the second ball was obviously beaten..."

"So did Watanabe-kun work hard? It only took one ball! Watanabe-kun made three shots!" Kobayashi Yukiko looked down at Kuni Osa.

"......No."

When the second row quarreled, Kamikawa's first hitter had already stepped onto the court.

The coach looked at the hitter's bench and asked the catcher: "How is it?"

"The ball is fast," the catcher replied.

"Can he play?"

The catcher glanced at the hitter on the court, it was Kamikawa's ace pitcher Uchida.

Uchida's ball speed is not as fast as Watanabe, but it is also not slow. The highest record is 150kmh. In Koshien, it may not be the fastest, but he is definitely the top pitcher and has the ability to win the championship.

Coupled with the fight line composed of strong players such as Kuni Shuo, everyone's goal this year is to be the champion.

This is also the reason why the Baseball Department dared to promise that "Jiaziyuan will give everyone a seat at the school gate if it didn't make it to the finals."

Toru Watanabe, the star of the school, the club is the legendary Human Observation Department. It belongs to the cultural club and has only been hurriedly seen a few times in the playground.

Even if the ball is fast, it will only go straight... After all, is the ball speed really 160kmh?

That kind of monster-level ball speed, you can go to the United States to dominate the major leagues!

Calm down now, think about it carefully, maybe it's just facing the fast high-speed ball directly, which made him have an illusion.

He has never received the 160kmh ball.

Not to mention Kashiwa's pitcher, at Koshien, this speed of the ball has only appeared a few times.

Every time there is a mountain whistling and a tsunami, the commentator's saliva splashes, and the newspaper has a picture of the pitcher printed on the entire side.

Toru Watanabe, who has never trained before, throws such a ball? impossible!

As long as their team has no accidents this year, it will be no problem to reach the semi-finals.

The final requires a little luck, and the championship requires a little luck. In this case, there is no need to risk Watanabe, who has never trained.

Uchida is great, but he must cooperate with him as a catcher in order to give out real strength.

Watanabe Toru can only shoot straight shots, and he only shoots the guy in the middle of the good ball zone...let him become a catcher almost a robot, no, a robot.

What's the point of such a victory?

However, the numbness in the left hand still remains...

In order to win, for the honor of Kamikawa, even if he squatted motionless, he was willing!

All for Kamikawa! It's all for Koshien to dominate!

"Coach, I think he..."

"Watanabe! Watanabe! Ah——!!!"

It was clear that Toru Watanabe was not on the court, he was in the coach's bench that was invisible to the support team. On the court was the ace pitcher Uchida who was running towards first base, and there were still many people chanting Watanabe's name above his head.

"...Coach, he only has ball speed, nothing but ball speed."

"Ok."

The catcher was fat, holding his arms, calmly watching the ace pitcher Uchida sprint to base.

‘Watanabe, your popularity in Kamikawa is enough, Koshien, the sacred stadium, you will never be allowed to trample on it! ’

The hitters had already decided their order at the beginning, and Watanabe had no chance to play.

The national advanced training played as the fourth bar.

A ball thrown by Aoyama High School's pitcher was simply knocked into the air by him.

There was almost no hesitation, as if he knew he could hit, he threw the bat and ran towards first base.

Finally, he stepped on the second base opposite the batter's bench. At the same time, Uchida, who was standing on third base, ran back to home smoothly and helped Kamikawa score a point.

The player who originally first base ran past second base, was bumped on the way to third base, and was directly out of the game.

With two outs, Kamikawa can continue to score and can be the fifth hitter.

Toru Watanabe dealt with the enthusiastic Kobayashi Yukiko, took a moment to take a look, and learned a little more about the rules of baseball:

To score, the hitter must run from the hitter's seat (home base) to first base, second base, third base, and finally back to home base in order to score a point.

It seems that you can't run all the time in the middle. If the defender gets the ball and touches the runner, the runner will be eliminated directly.

‘Is the pitcher the defensive side? "Watanabe Toru feels like he has started.

Baseball, it's pretty simple.

If the pitch is not hit, the hitter will run. As long as the ball is not touched by the opponent, he will keep running.

‘If you are a hitter, isn’t that a point? "Watanabe Toru, who runs fast and has the skill "Dodge", thought so in his heart.

In the first half of the third game, Kamikawa scored 3 points.

In the second half, Toru Watanabe played, nine quick, simple and boring strikes, directly struck out the opponent's three hitters, and immediately started the fourth game.

The catcher took off his gloves, looked at the trembling left hand, and looked at the back of Watanabe Toru who greeted the audience.

Nine balls, the same speed, the same landing point.

This is an absolute talent!

"Du..." He opened his mouth.

"Watanabe! Watanabe!"

"what--"

"Watanabe! I love you!"

"..." The catcher shook his fist.

He sat next to the ace pitcher Uchida, holding his arms and lowering his baseball cap:

"Uchida, let's dominate Koshien together."

"Well, come on!"

Toru Watanabe is very boring, simple pitching game, and can't make a lot of pitching.

As for the cheerleaders from the Kamikawa cheerleading team, he was tired of listening when he yelled "Call out my name loudly" at the sports festival last year-it was even better than this at the time, and was a support from the whole school.

In the fifth sentence, after the strikeout of the other three opponents, there should be nine rounds of the game abruptly ended.

"The other party conceded?" Watanabe Toru asked.

"The score is 21:0, it ends early! Let's go!"

"Where to go?"

"Curtain call."

Toru Watanabe followed the baseball players on the field, because he was a reserve player in preparation, he stood at the back of the team.

The two schools face each other, standing in a row.

The moment they stood up and took off their hats to salute each other, the stadium sounded the air defense alarm.

"Woo-" the sound was harsh.

Watanabe straightened up, turned around and ran towards the place where Mrs. Kujo Miki, Kiyono Rin, and Mrs. Kujo were in the audience.

Because the speed was too fast, when he rushed out of the baseball field, he realized that no one except him seemed to have reacted to the air defense alarm.

"..." In the eyes of Kujo Miki and others watching the joke, he slowed down, took off his baseball cap casually, and flicked the dust that didn't exist on it.

‘End the air defense alarm, I have learned a little bit about baseball. He put on the baseball cap again.

"Watanabe! Watanabe!" Although the support team was surprised by his behavior just now, it did not hinder the excitement of Toru Watanabe at close range and face to face, and shouted.

"You guy, do you want to be in such a hurry?" Kunjing Xiu and others walked over.

The Kamikawa baseball team once again stood in a row, bent over to salute the support team, and shouted in unison: "Thank you very much!"

After the salute, the game is completely over.

When the talking and laughing Kamikawa team left the field, Toru Watanabe suddenly heard the neat cheering from the opposite side.

"Qingshan, come on! Qingshan, come on!"

It is the support team of Qingshan High School.

The Koshien preliminaries were eliminated in the first game, the rainy season has not ended, the summer has not really come, the baseball team of Aoyama High School is over.

They bend over to the support team for a long time without raising their heads.

The few people in the middle lowered their heads and wiped their tears.

Most people hide their expressions under their baseball caps.

"Watanabe-kun, don't have to sympathize with them." The female baseball manager took the luggage and said, "I either lose or win. From the day Koshien's first round of elimination last year, we have been training every day, worthy of any victory!"

"I know, it's very hard." Watanabe Toru thought of the baseball team running in the morning every morning, the shouts that he heard every day after school, and the figure who kept swinging his bat on the playground on weekends.

"Watanabe-kun, my father asked me to ask you if you are really interested in joining the team?"

"Thank you, but no need, I also want to instruct the wind club."

Jiaziyuan, a stage full of passion, hard work, and dreams. It's not that he hasn't participated in a day of training and doesn't know the rules. He should be a place to show off.

Back in the audience, he received a warm welcome.

"Watanabe-kun, didn't they let you formally join the team?" Mrs. Kujo was still holding an inflatable baseball bat.

"Invited."

"When is the next match? I will always come to cheer with Rin and Miki. By the way, call Yuko together!"

Yuko, Mrs. Kiyano's name.

"I want to instruct the playing club. I don't have time, and I'm not interested in baseball. No, all sports. Except for people who lie, people who like sports are the second person I hate." As he said, Rin Kiyano His expression became gloomy and cold.

"I also have a job, but I don't have time." Kujo Miki said.

"That's Watanabe-kun's game, and it won't happen every day. As I asked, there are only 8 preliminaries at most." Mrs. Kujo seduced.

Kiyano Rin glanced at Watanabe Toru, smiled and said:

"Anyway, it is to win, there is no suspense game, and it is still a sports game, what is the viewing value?"

"Rin meant that as long as Watanabe played, he would definitely win?" Mrs. Kujo asked.

"I believe in my subordinates." Kiyano Rin confidently lifted her long hair from her shoulders.

"Thank you for your enviable speech." Kujo Miki said with a smile, "but he is mine."

Kiyano Rin looked at her, and before she could speak, Watanabe Toru said, "They have an invitation, but I refused."

"Rejection? What's the reason?" Mrs. Kujo asked, "For male high school students, Koshien is everyone's dream, right?"

Toru Watanabe glanced at the stadium and said, "Because of this, I refused."

After hearing this, Kiyano Rin's cold and charming eyes looked at Watanabe Toru.

"What's wrong?" he asked strangely.

"...Forget it." Kiyano Rin retracted his gaze.

The long black hair of the naked man was draped over his back, and his face was drowned in the black hair.

Watanabe couldn't see her expression clearly.

[Temporary event: game time at 3:11 on June 20th, in the auditorium of Jingu Stadium, pure and cold. The beautiful girl who only likes you wants to talk and stop]

[Activity content: Let Kiyino Rin say what I want to say~www.ltnovel.com~It is forbidden to use direct inquiry or indirect suggestion]

[Activity time: Before the end of Koshien]

[Activity Reward: A Little Charm]

[Special Note 1: The charm points of this temporary event reward can only be used by players in the following parts:]

[Appearance: hair, facial features, neck, back, waist, hands, shoulders, upper arms, forearms, hands, hips, thighs, calves, feet]

[Expression: laugh (smile, sneer, ridicule, shame...); cry (tears); anger (no expression, stare); yawn...]

[Temperament: high cold, calm, elegant, indifferent...]

[Character: self-confidence, rationality, self, loyalty, leader, victorious...]

There are limits to the charm...

Can't, these are all the attractive places of Kiyono Rin himself?

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