Diamond Ace: Another Story of Sawamura

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"Summer Koshien National Tournament, third round, sixth game, Seidou High School vs. Saiho High School, score 4:3!"

"The final winner is Nishitokyo Seidou High School!"

I've heard Senior Ming brag before about how he single-handedly defeated Saiho and defeated Sano Shuzo 3K when he and Saiho faced off for the first time in Koshien.

However, there was no mention of the existence of Jito in Xibang, nor was there any mention of the existence of Zi Juncao.

In fact, when Eijun entered Koshien in his sophomore year, he had never heard of such a third-year catcher in Nishibon.

'Is this a butterfly flapping its wings in Brazil that caused a tornado in Texas a month later...'

"we won!"

"Well done!"

"Yuki!"

"Sawamura!"

Now Qingdao became completely famous!

Although their fame has been rising steadily since they entered Koshien, topics such as the return of the king have always been a hot topic in the media.

Now, they have defeated Xibang High School, the first candidate for this year's championship, after Didong, and have become a hot team competing for the national championship.

Moreover, it is natural that along with Qingdao High School, several of their main players also became popular.

"I guess someone has been spotted by the scouts."

"Maybe he's already planning to rob someone?"

Looking at the cheering Qingdao High School on the opposite side, and her own seniors who lowered their hats and held back their tears, Zi clenched her hands tightly.

"sorry."

This is the first time that I feel so unwilling. It was obviously avoidable. I shouldn't have taken one point so lightly.

"It's all because I didn't control the overall situation well. It's all because I was too arrogant and underestimated the strength of my opponent."

“……” Unexpectedly, the arrogant Zi would actually bow his head. Niwa looked at him in surprise.

Even if they lost the practice game, they would blame the pitcher for not throwing the ball well, as if it had nothing to do with them.

It was obviously because I wasn't strong enough that I lost those avoidable points.

"You have done well enough."

At this time, Supervisor Xisi Township appeared behind the two of them and patted their heads which were bowed deeply.

"It's best to recognize your own problems. Losing the game is not a problem for just one or two of you."

"Yes!" Sano, the leader of the third grade, was the first to step forward. "You still have a chance. Next time you come to Koshien, beat Qingdao High School hard."

Sato followed suit and stood up to comfort the junior who was so frustrated for the first time, "If you really feel bad, then lead the next team to climb farther than this time!"

"That's right! We are Xibang!"

"Yes!"

Looking at the seniors around him who had red eyes but still stood up to comfort them, Zi felt even more bitter inside.

Supervisor Nishiji Township was quite pleased to see that the third-year players were not frustrated and took the initiative to comfort their juniors.

"The game is over, everyone line up!"

"Yes!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...!"

As the air raid sirens sounded, players from both teams lined up facing each other in front of home plate and bowed in salute at the umpire's announcement.

"salute!"

"Thanks for the advice!"

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"..." Looking at the hand in front of him, Rong Chun shook it without thinking too much, smiling slightly in his heart, 'How thoughtful, and it's the left hand.'

"Although I didn't expect to meet you in this way, it's still nice to meet you, Sawamura-kun."

Zi bent down humbly and looked at Sawamura straight in the face. Her tone was calm, without any trace of disappointment from having just lost the game.

"You're using honorifics!" Niwa was as shocked as if he were struck by lightning.

Although this guy was polite to his seniors, he always treated them as his peers, let alone his juniors.

"?" Haruichi, who was standing opposite Niwa and shaking hands with him, looked at him in confusion.

"......" Although she could only see the other person's eyes, the slightly curved corners of the eyes seemed to be smiling. Zi felt a little uncomfortable, "Ah... I heard my father mention you. He is... that..."

"I've also heard your father mention you..." Seeing that he couldn't tell which one it was, Rongchun chuckled and said, "We don't have to use honorifics."

"I want to know how you guessed my ball matching?" Zi didn't hesitate to ask directly.

Before the game with Seidou High School, Zi carefully simulated the matchup between his own pitcher and all the batters of Seidou High School.

It is through data that he boldly changes the batsman's defensive position and develops targeted pitching plans.

Although it is a bit risky to confront Jiecheng head-on, it is not completely impossible to win.

As for other people, he is still very confident, including Eijun Sawamura.

Rong Chun really didn't know how to start his question. After thinking for a while, he asked back, "You are so smart, guess why?"

“……” Zi was stunned after hearing that.

He thought he was a straight-forward person...

If he loses the game, he might ignore himself because of his bad mood.

But now that he has won, he should be able to tell you the answer.

He looked at Niwa without saying a word, and Rongjun smiled and held the hand that Niwa extended. Looking at Niwa's red eyes but high morale, Rongjun just smiled.

In fact, if possible, Eijun wouldn't mind telling him that he doesn't mind helping his opponent improve as long as he improves faster.

But the reason why he was able to hit that ball, in addition to his own hitting ability, was more because of his rich hitting experience.

The pitchers he had faced were all the best in the world, and among them, there were all kinds of opponents.

If I have to say anything, it's just practice makes perfect.

How to explain this? No matter how smart he is, he would never have thought that there would be such a thing as rebirth.

"Maybe, as for baseball, he will probably only play until high school..." Seeing that it was about time, Eijun and the others waved their hands and followed their seniors back to the rest area.

This can be seen when controversy arises over the way he confronts Yuki-senpai.

He was playing the game, not baseball.

In the entire baseball career, high school baseball is the time when a player has the most freedom and perhaps the time when he can enjoy baseball the most.

Baseball after this is no longer the simplest baseball.

High school baseball is 'baseball' but professional baseball is 'the game'.

"Sawamura-kun!"

"..." Just as he turned around and prepared to go back to the rest area, Rongchun was stopped and turned back to look, "Any more questions?"

"Can I add your line?" This was a question, but Zi's expression did not say so.

Anyway, even if Sawamura doesn't agree, he can get his contact information from his father.

"Sure." Rong Chun answered without even hesitation, "See you later then."

"It's that simple..." Zi looked at Sawamura, then turned back to her own rest area, "He's really hard to guess."

After expressing their gratitude to the supporters in the audience, the players quickly packed up their luggage to make room for the next team.

In 15 minutes, the third game will start.

Considering that the game had just ended, coach Kataoka was not in a hurry to arrange for everyone to return to the hotel, but to take a rest first.

However, the players have spontaneously decided to go to the stands to watch the next game.

After all, there will be a new draw after the quarterfinals, and any team may be the next opponent. Watching it with your own eyes is different from watching it through video.

"I heard your conversation just now. Does Eijun... know the father of Xibang's catcher?" Haruichi couldn't help but be curious on the way to the stands.

"What!" Kuramochi ran forward in surprise, "How come you know that catcher?"

"What?" Fūya was standing next to Eijun in line, but he didn't hear what they were saying. "Does Eijun know that person?"

Isashiki came forward with a gossipy look on his face, "Why haven't I heard you say that?"

"That guy is so perverted!"

"I just met him today." Rong Chun smiled helplessly, "The one I know is his father."

"Eh..." Ryosuke was also curious when he heard it.

"Ah... His father is a designer..." It seemed useless to say this, and Rongchun thought for a moment, "How does it feel to sit in the audience seats in the circus tent?"

"Ah?" For some unknown reason, Kuramochi looked confused.

"Very comfortable." Chris replied seriously.

"Although everyone's attention was on the performance, the chair fit the body very well and the performance was so long that it didn't feel uncomfortable."

"Right!" Rongchun was surprised that Chris-senpai noticed this, "Chris-senpai really noticed it!"

"So... indeed..."

"That chair cleverly uses ergonomic parameters. It can adjust its angle according to people of different body shapes, and it can also move in real time according to human movements."

“Is it really that powerful?”

"Very comfortable..." Jyoutani suddenly realized that if he hadn't been watching a show, he might have fallen asleep on it.

"That chair was designed by his father and produced by his family's factory." Rong Chun also asked his father for knowledge in this area.

"That guy is still a young master!"

"Is this the focus..." Rongchun looked at Kuramochi-senpai with contempt.

"That is... he analyzes the next actions of the batter, pitcher and defense based on ergonomics!" Miyuki immediately grasped the key point.

"How can you achieve that level?!" Kuramochi couldn't help but show admiration.

“You actually found it during the competition!”

"Then were those three ball paths you told me also analyzed in this way?" Yuki followed behind and raised his doubts.

"No, that's pre-match data plus real-time analysis of the game."

"Then what is the basis for your judgment?" Yukichi asked anxiously, he really wanted to know.

"Correct!"

"How did you know?"

Thinking that this was not a topic that could be discussed outside, Rongchun raised his middle finger and made a 'hush' gesture.

"It would be bad if someone else heard it."

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