Chương 204: [204] The Battle of Seihou – The Name is Shuuzo Sano!
Chapter 204: The Battle of Seihou – The Name is Shuuzo Sano!
Top of the Second Inning: Seihou High School's Offense
Fourth Batter, Third Baseman: Shuuzou Sano.
The most acclaimed batter of the current generation—Shuuzou Sano.
The moment this young man stepped onto the field, an unmistakable sense of overwhelming pressure radiated from him.
On the pitcher's mound, even Furuya could feel the icy chill emanating from Sano, like the frigid winds of winter piercing through his core.
This bone-chilling aura seemed to spread and engulf the atmosphere.
Yet, within Sano's eyes burned an intense, fiery light, forming a stark contrast to the cold aura he exuded.
For the past two years, Sano has been the undisputed and unquestionable core of Seihou High School.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Seihou's batting lineup was built entirely around him.
This one player represented the absolute force of Seihou High. His track record of toppling countless elite pitchers added a sharp, menacing edge to his presence.
"Shuuzou! Shuuzou! Shuuzou!"
"Go for it, Sano!"
"Show that kid what Seihou's offense is all about!"
"Shuuzou, hit a big one right here!"
"Crush that kid!"
The deafening cheers erupted from Seihou's supporters the moment Sano stepped onto the field. Their roars were so thunderous that they seemed to shake the entire stadium.
It wasn't just Furuya who felt the pressure.
Out in left field, Eijun could feel the oppressive energy as well.
He clenched his left fist tightly, his heart surging with the desire to take the mound, to face this batter right now, immediately, without hesitation.
The heart of a pitcher beat fervently, a call from one competitor to another.
Sano's presence ignited Eijun's restless and unyielding spirit.
"Whoosh!"
"Ping!"
Sano's bat swung powerfully, sending the ball soaring high.
A sharp silhouette trailed through the sky, the ball racing through the air at an incredible speed.
Furuya's pupils contracted sharply as the ball streaked past the infield, landing in the stands beyond third base at an astonishing velocity.
"Foul ball!"
The scoreboard lit up with a reading of 152 km/h (94.4 mph), emphasizing the sharp contrast between the speed of Furuya's pitch and the sheer power of Sano's swing.
"Whoa!"
"Even knowing that Seihou's Sano is a monster, hitting such a fast pitch that far right off the bat is insane!"
"Unreal! Did you see that swing? Terrifying!"
Sano clicked his tongue, glancing at the ball as it flew out of bounds. He swung his bat again with a practiced ease.
"Next time, it won't miss, kid!"
The overwhelming pressure Sano radiated left Furuya breathing heavily on the mound.
This batter's ability seemed almost superhuman.
At this moment, Furuya found himself slightly overshadowed, purely by the sheer force of Sano's presence.
"Don't panic. Take it slow, Furuya. Just aim for my glove. Pitch straight into it, and leave the rest to us."
Miyuki spread his hands, his expression resolute.
On the field, Miyuki's presence provided an unparalleled sense of stability and reliability for the pitcher.
Second pitch: An inside fastball.
Even if it goes slightly out of the strike zone, as long as it stays low, it's fine.
With a slight movement of Miyuki's fingers, Furuya nodded solemnly.
He lifted his left leg, stepped forward with force, and unleashed a powerful throw with his right arm. In the next instant, a streak of light cut through the air.
"BOOMM!"
"Ping!"
The sharp sound echoed again, filling the stadium.
The ball shot skyward, streaking through the air with dazzling brilliance.
"Foul ball!"
"Whoa!"
"An inside pitch again? This pitcher-catcher duo has some serious guts."
"Is this first-year pitcher not afraid of anything?"
"Such dominance!"
"But now, with two strikes, Seidou has the advantage in the count."
"They can effectively use the four-ball buffer now."
An inside fastball? Interesting—truly interesting! This pitcher!
A flicker of ominous red light flashed in Sano's eyes as his aura intensified.
In this moment, even Miyuki's normally composed gaze betrayed a trace of solemnity.
Four balls?
Using them effectively?
Stop joking!
A catcher who exudes dominance knows the choice here is obvious: go for the win, right now!
A fast forkball down the middle—let's take this batter out, Furuya!
Without hesitation, Miyuki signaled the pitch, his confidence unwavering.
This decisiveness, this commanding presence, was precisely what made Miyuki the cornerstone catcher of Seidou High.
Furuya lifted his left leg high, his arm ready to deliver.
He trusted Miyuki's call completely—straight and true, without doubt or hesitation.
Trusting in the glove before him.
"Whoosh!!!"
The pitch shot forth, a cold streak of brilliance cutting through the air like a roaring dragon, brimming with authority.
It's here!
The biting white light carried immense pressure, hurtling toward the batter's box.
Sano's eyes widened. This pitch, this moment, this place—it was all or nothing.
"Swish!!!"
Summoning all his strength, Sano swung his bat with explosive force.
The light and shadows danced.
The white ball sped forward relentlessly, its sharp drop imminent. The moment the ball neared the bat, a glimmer of satisfaction flickered in Miyuki's eyes. Good. He's swinging.
But then—!!!
The sharp trajectory of the pitch shifted dramatically.
The falling bat, the shimmering metallic glint, and Miyuki's sudden change in expression all converged in an instant.
As the white light plunged, it quivered violently.
"PING!!!"
A thunderous impact echoed through the stadium.
"Whoosh!!!"
On the mound, Furuya's pupils contracted sharply.
The ball soared upward, blazing into the sky.
Miyuki's face darkened as the realization set in: This guy… he managed to hit it after all!?
"Left field!!!"
"Whoa!"
The radiant ball streaked across the sky, captivating the eyes of every spectator in the stadium.
At that moment, in left field, Eijun watched the frigid brilliance streaking across the sky, gritting his teeth as he sprinted backward.
Based on his judgment, this ball was undeniably a deep hit.
There was no need to think—retreating was the only option, perhaps to buy himself a little more time.
But this time, there was nothing Eijun could do.
The speeding figure, the dazzling aurora of the ball—
That unrelenting white light, with no sign of falling, suddenly whipped its tail and soared toward the edge of left field.
In Eijun's widening eyes and the collective gasps of everyone present—
"Smack!!!"
The ball sailed unimpeded across the entire field, finally landing in the stands beyond left field.
A towering home run.
The overwhelming force crushed even the might of the blazing fastball.
A left-field grand slam!
Seihou High's immovable cleanup hitter—
His name: Shuuzou Sano!
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