Ace of Diamond: Return of the Pitcher

"Coach, please give us a chance, we'll hit it."

Seeing Furuya's pitching, the older students were shocked. They never thought that once Furuya stood on the pitcher's mound, the throw would be so terrifying.

But they will never give in.

That pitch just now, still can't scare them.

None of them wanted to give the first-year places in the first string.

"It doesn't make any sense to keep going, the first-year can't catch his throw."

Kataoka was very happy, standing in his position and seeing more clearly.

If Sawamura is the diamond he was looking forward to, then Furuya is the Gold that came up unexpectedly. Although it is not polished yet, it is fun to gaze at.

"Such an unexpected gain!"

Nodding, Kataoka turned his attention to Sawamura.

Next, is the main event.

"Pitcher substitution, Sawamura Eijun plays."

In The freshmen's shed, a young pitcher's voice was heard.

"It's my turn!"

Sawamura stood up and walked up to the pitcher's mound.

At this time, the fielders on the field also gathered.

"So 'coach', do you have any plans?"

The mentality and energy of the first-year Players are all about to be used up, and now the only one who can support them is Sawamura.

Because Sawamura has not yet played, the Players are not yet desperate.

To a certain extent, Sawamura became the new player's last life-saving straw. Usually, that is the case for the less talented players, but for the players with strength, it should not be like this.

But right now is the time when they are most mentally vulnerable. When people are vulnerable, it is easy to pin their hopes on others. Specifically, for a player with Sawamura's experience that is so legendary!

In the same year, almost no one did not know about Sawamura's deeds.

Even Kanemaru, when he realized that he was powerless, the first thing that came to his mind was Sawamura.

"Just follow your defense tactics just now! You don't have to do anything special, what you did before is what you would do now."

Sawamura said lightly.

"I'll let them keep swinging, and the defense behind me will be up to you."

'What?'

The Players looked at Sawamura in astonishment, not understanding what he said.

'Wait, wait a minute.'

'If I remember, it seems that when I watched Akagi's game, there was also such a catchphrase.'

A few freshmen who liked watching Sawamura's games immediately understood and showed a smile.

"OK!"

"Let it fly, let the balls come over."

"We will definitely stop it."

They responded to Sawamura from the pitcher's mound.

Kanemaru looked at this, then looked at that.

'Are you crazy?'

'Just now, didn't you just keep messing up?'

Kariba covered his mouth with his gloves and approached Sawamura: "So if you say that, you have to throw a decent ball."

"Do not worry!"

Sawamura gave the young catcher a confident smile.

"By the way, what kind of pitch do you throw?"

Kariba asked.

"like a man, I won't run away. I've always won my fights with straight balls. I like Straight balls in the center the most!"

Motherf...

the Catcher wanted to swear.

'Even if it's a joke, don't joke like that.'

"Relax, have a peace of mind!"

"By the way, Kariba, what are the fastest straight balls you can catch?" Sawamura asked suddenly.

"Don't underestimate me, I'm a graduate of a famous junior baseball team. I can catch a 135-km Straight ball."

"One hundred and thirty-five kilometers!"

Sawamura frowned, then smiled: "Not bad, not bad. As expected of Kariba, he is really capable."

The young Catcher looked at Sawamura suspiciously: "I'm not happy at all to be praised by you so much. I've seen your pitches before, don't worry, I'll definitely catch it."

"Then please."

Sawamura laughed.

"Okay guys, let's start the game."

The game resumes.

One Strike, no Balls.

The third-year batter, standing in the strike zone, looked at Sawamura with a serious face.

On the mound, Sawamura showed a bright smile at the batter.

The alumni and seniors watching the game also held their breaths.

They did not expect that Sawamura would choose Seidou.

"Sawamura, who is known as the Demon King let's see what the strength of dose he has?"

With such doubts in mind, they can watch the game without saying a word.

"THE BALLS WILL COME FLYING, EVERYONE IN THE BACK PLEASE TAKE CARE OF ME!"

The reappearance of the familiar catchphrase made many people who had watched Sawamura's game before laugh.

Seeing Sawamura shouting loudly on the mound, this feeling is very nostalgic.

"Pitch to contact!"

"We will definitely stop it!"

With the previous talk on the pitching mound, this time, the other players no longer hesitate to do it.

After exchanging cheers like this for a while, the momentum of the newcomers suddenly rose up.

"Damn it, he really is a big star."

"The aura of a major league."

"Show your strength, Demon-Lord."

The audience was also boiling.

Pitchers, catchers, fielders, spectators!

Since Sawamura came on stage, in just five minutes, everyone seemed to be on Sawamura's side.

In the corner, Miyuki shook his head with emotion.

"This guy, his aura is stronger."

Some people are naturally charismatic. It's like singing, he doesn't necessarily sing well, but it just makes people want to sing along.

Sawamura is such a person!

As long as he stands on the mound, his teammates seem to be able to feel endless motivation.

in the shed.

The corners of Kominato Haruichi's mouth twitched up.

"As expected of Eijun-kun!"

In the second half of the third inning, the game continues.

The Older team attacked.

Facing the first opponent, Sawamura threw the first ball into the inner corner!

Whoosh!

The white ball, like a laser beam, traveled the distance from the pitcher to the plate.

'So fast!'

On the first pitch, the batter did not swing.

Snap!

"STRIKE!"

After two strikes, the batter was chased. (Previously, Furuya Satoru threw a Strike.)

On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura watched Kariba, waiting for the young catcher to give him the ball.

Kariba thought about it and gave Sawamura a code for an inside corner Pitch.

Sawamura nodded and threw the ball.

Whoosh!

A small white ball flew towards him.

In the face of this ball, the batter swings the bat decisively and misses the swing.

Snap!

"STRIKE BATTER OUT!!!"

When the Demon-King comes on stage, the first Out must have an aura.

What is it if not a Strikeout?

Sitting in the position of the Catcher, Kariba let out a long breath.

Sawamura's inner corner Pitch just now didn't hit the strike zone, and neither the speed nor the power of the ball is. Even if it was hit, it would be a foul ball.

"Nice Pitch!"

With the tacit understanding, the momentum of Kariba signs also rises.

After striking out the first batter, it was the turn of the second string's clean-up to bat.

Yamazaki, Maezono, Kawashima.

"One out!" After three hits, Sawamura stretched out a finger and shouted at the surroundings.

"One out!"

"One at a time!"

"Pitch to contact…!"

It is just the second cheering, and now the Players respond to Sawamura like they are very familiar with it.

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T/N: First Chapter today.