Diamond Ace: Another Story of Sawamura

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My paradise was on fire. There was no god to save me, but the devil reached out and pulled me out of the sea of ​​fire.

At that time, every minute and every second was so torturous, but his heart was unusually peaceful.

Rongchun thought that perhaps because he had no worries, he rushed into the battlefield in such a ridiculous way.

Little did he know that it was that group of demons disguised as angels and scattered among the human world that became his salvation.

Therefore, even if it meant selling his soul, he still held its hand without hesitation and walked with the devil.

“……”When he opened his eyes, all he saw were his important things. Placed together with the baseball and the wishing card were animal lollipops in a white transparent bag.

Rong Chun stood up and stared blankly at the lollipop, then tore open the bag of the lollipop and put it in his mouth, "So sweet..."

He slowly got out of bed, changed his clothes, took the ball and the wishing card, then slowly brushed his teeth and washed his face, then put the lollipop in his mouth again and walked towards the court.

When Rongjun saw the stadium, the match between Qingdao and Daocheng had ended, and Qingdao had already cleaned up the rest area to make room for the next game.

Seeing this, Rongjun walked down slowly. When passing the stadium, he found a gift bag missing from the rest area that Qingdao had just vacated, so he went in and took it.

"Hello... Are you the manager of Seidou..."

"Hmm?" Just as Rong Chun was about to leave, a question came from behind him. Rong Chun looked around and turned around, pointing at himself and asked in confusion: "Are you calling me?"

"Hey..." Cheng Gongming was stunned for a moment when he heard the voice, "Ah! You are the one from last time..."

"...It's Narimiya-senpai and Harada-senpai!"

"Hmm... Sawamura-kun, right?" Harada still had a deep impression of the last time he met Eijun and Chris, and he remembered it immediately.

"Yes." Rong Chun chuckled and nodded.

"......" Ming was annoyed that Rongchun seemed to be very polite to Aya-senpai, so he moved in front of Rongchun to block his view of Aya-senpai, "You... don't look well! Are you sick again?"

"..." After getting up, Rongchun didn't look at the mirror, so he didn't know how his face looked. "No... Is there anything wrong, Chengmiya-senpai?"

"No..." Seeing that Eijun seemed very tired, Ming didn't intend to say more, and said casually, "I just want to ask, will the pitcher named Furuya play today... If you don't know, forget it..."

"Furuya won't be pitching today..."

"Eh! Really?" Ming was a little disappointed when he heard Rongchun's answer, "I heard that he can throw a very fast ball in just the first grade... I want to see how fast it is..."

"Humph... You just care whether his pitch is faster than yours, right?" Before Eijun could say anything, Harada scolded Ming first, "You are really narrow-minded..."

"Stop making so much noise! ​​I just wanted to take a look!" After refuting Senior Aya, Ming immediately asked back, "I heard that he struck out six people in a row when he was at Yokohama High School..."

"Yeah...that's right." Rongchun nodded.

"Oh! That guy is a freak!" Ming couldn't help but exclaimed, completely forgetting that he was just worried about Eijun's poor condition. "Why didn't he pitch today? Is he in a bad condition? I really want to see him pitch!"

"Hmm..." Because Ming was too close, Eijun stepped back a little and replied thoughtfully: "Because, our game against Kiryu High School yesterday was pitched by Furuya-sama."

"Hey! With Kiryuu?"

"His pitching was quite good. Even though he only pitched five innings, he only allowed two runs to Kiryu's at-bat and hit two home runs!"

"Wow...that's amazing!" Because Eijun looked quite innocent, Ming actually doubted whether it was true or not.

"Yeah, so I'm not going to play today to save my energy." Not intending to continue making up stories, Eijun turned to wave at the two silent seniors next to him, "Kuramochi-senpai, your bag is here."

"Oh..." Kuramochi and Miyuki, who came over to look for something because they had left something behind, originally wanted to go forward when they saw Ming gathering information over there.

As a result, I didn't expect that the junior who was thought to be still inexperienced and didn't understand the dangers of society would not tell the truth in his words and acted as if it was a matter of course.

"Hahaha...I didn't expect Ming to know the junior from our school!"

"Ichiya..." As soon as Miyuki appeared, Ming completely questioned what Eijun had just said, "I almost believed what this kid said, could it be you who taught him?"

"Hey... Don't slander Sawamura like that..." Being suddenly blamed for no reason, Miyuki shut up instantly when he saw Kuramochi next to him giving him a condemning and warning look.

"By the way..." Under Kuramochi's threatening gaze, Miyuki had no choice but to take the blame and change the subject, "Can you pitch today?"

“I can vote!”

"Then I have to collect intelligence carefully!"

"A Ming... let's go!" After the two chatted for a few words, Harada Masamiya couldn't help but urge him to leave, "I hate this guy!"

"Ah...right...you were fooled by Kazuya's ball matching last year."

"It's so noisy! Let's go!"

"Hahaha..." Looking at the angry Yaxue, Changming couldn't help laughing, waved his hand and followed him, "See you later."

"Sawamura..." After they left, Kuramochi turned around and took the bag that Eijun was carrying, and scolded, "Why don't you get some sleep? You don't have to play today anyway."

"I couldn't fall asleep after I woke up..." Eijun obediently accepted Kuramochi-senpai's gentle rebuke and followed him.

"..." Looking at the two people who left, Miyuki silently said that he had not forgotten that he had been blamed just now... "Sawamura... Ming is also a left-handed pitcher... You must watch his pitching carefully later!"

"In the semifinals of the summer preliminaries last year...our batting line..." Kuramochi turned to look at Cheng Gongming's back, "was completely suppressed by him who played as a relay."

"Eh... So he's so powerful!" Although Eijun already knew about this, "Then... for us, they are the targets of revenge?"

"If you don't beat that guy up, you won't get a ticket to Koshien..."

"Ah! Chris-senpai!" When Eijun saw Chris-senpai waving at him, he ignored what Miyuki hadn't finished saying and ran away.

"Why don't you take a rest..." Looking at Rongchun who was still a little pale with a lollipop in front of him, Chris reached out to hold his face and felt his temperature, 'Anyway... it's fine as long as you don't have a fever...'

"..." After letting Chris-senpai check him until he was satisfied, Eijun greeted the others, "Furuya, Koharu, good morning!"

"Yeah." Rongchun finally got out of Chris's hand, and Jiang quickly moved in front of Rongchun and imitated Chris to touch his face, although he didn't know the meaning of Chris's doing this.

"Good morning, Eijun! It's already noon..." Seeing Fūya like that, Koharu also felt like playing, but seeing that Eijun was not in good shape, she decided to give up.

"Fouya... stop rubbing..." Ryosuke stopped Fouya in time with a knife in his hand, "Let's go eat."

"..." After being rescued by his senior, Eijun nodded his head to express his gratitude. To be honest, it was quite painful because of the strange strength of Furuya, but Eijun didn't even want to stop him.

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Because the next game is between Inami and Shubi, everyone doesn't want to miss any useful information, so they decide to watch the game while eating...

At the beginning of the game, Cheng Gongming showed his strength as Inami's ace and completely suppressed Xiubei's batting line.

He pitched 6 innings and allowed 5 hits, but was able to resolve crises and save the situation at critical moments without giving up a single run.

"Tsk...that kid didn't try his best in the early part of the race, and he's only starting to sprint now!" Isashiki looked at Chengmiya Ming unhappily.

"A tricky slider, a fork ball that falls to the ground quickly, and then the 148-kilometer fastball that makes the most of these changeups!"

"The lateral and vertical changeups, plus the powerful fastball, are the model pitchers."

"You two have to watch carefully!" Miyuki looked at Eijun and Fūya who were still eating slowly, and reminded them to watch the other team's pitchers carefully.

"Hmm..." Eijun nodded to show that he understood. It was indeed a high-level pitch that he could feel directly. 'He will be even more difficult to deal with after this, with his changeup that sometimes goes fast and sometimes slow...'

Looking at the somewhat panicked Furuya next to him, Eijun said with a smile, "Furuya...if he can practice his changeups and straight balls well, he can become this good."

"Yeah!" Fūtani nodded obediently. He knew that except for the speed of the ball, he was very lacking in other aspects.

As the subject of discussion, Cheng Gongming was enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention. He covered his mouth and laughed secretly on the pitcher's mound, "Hehe... Everyone is watching my pitching with exaggerated expressions."

"I really want to play against them! I still like to see the batters' surprised expressions the most." Looking at Miyabi-senpai at the home plate, Ming touched the brim of his hat with his left hand, indicating that he wanted to throw a new pitch.

After receiving the secret signal, Harada said that his head hurt. The coach said that he was not allowed to throw that pitch!

However, the flashing eyes on the pitcher's mound that kept telling him to throw the ball made Harada feel helpless. 'Tsk... No... I won't do that if the coach scolds me!'

Ming, who was so focused on surprising others, had completely forgotten the consequences of his actions and was smiling smugly, "Hehe... I'll give you a special service, just watch carefully!"

"Is it coming? That ball..." Eijun chewed the rice ball slowly, watching Ming on the pitcher's mound raise his right leg and swing his hand with the momentum of throwing a fastball.

The hitter from Xiubei swung the bat with the momentum of hitting a big hit, but he didn't expect that the ball arrived late and fell into the glove behind him after the bat had been fully swung.

"nice shot!"

"The batter strikes out!"

With the strikeout resulting from this ball, the atmosphere not only on Xiubei's side, but also on Qingdao's side, suddenly became tense.

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