Chapter 174: After the Semi-finals

Koshien, the finals!

The moment the whistle blew, the Seido players rushed onto the field in unison, shouting and cheering, with Dong Qingguo even planting himself outside the dugout and yelling toward the sky.

"The finals!!"

"We made it!"

"Huangqian!!"

"We won!!"

The teammates rushed to the Pitcher's Mound and surrounded Huangqian Yangyi, each with an expression of excitement on their face, and some even wanted to lift Huangqian Yangyi up.

"Hey, hey, hey, you guys are too excited; anyone who didn't know would think we were already the champions!" Huangqian Yangyi hurriedly dodged the hands reaching for him.

"You don't understand!" said Zhitian Jiangtai.

"Exactly, you First Year brat, what do you know about what the Koshien finals mean to us."

"That's right, that's right, this bastard, he made it to the finals in his first year, I'm so envious I could die."

Seeing Huangqian Yangyi dodge, the Third Year seniors teased him one after another.

"Director, I, we..." Department Head Ota was incoherent, his hands gesturing non-stop.

"We won!" Takashima Rei's chest heaved violently; clearly, the team entering the finals made her very excited as well.

Director Kataoka gazed at the figures of the youths on the field, his thoughts seemingly returning to that summer many years ago; he was the ace of Seido back then, and he had also reached the finals, and he had been just as happy and cheering as his players were now.

Unfortunately, in the end, they only achieved the runner-up spot.

But this time, Director Kataoka had confidence; no matter who stood in their way, they, Seido, would seize the final victory!

Amidst the cheers of the Seido fans throughout the stadium, the Seido group celebrated wantonly, while on the Osaka Kiryu side, a group led by Matsuki Musashi had faces filled with disappointment and unwillingness.

If only I hadn't been so impulsive at the start. Matsuki Musashi lowered his head, recalling his performance in the first inning with immense regret; three runs, giving up three runs in the first inning, and in the end, they lost by three runs.

In Matsuki Musashi's view, this result could almost be said to be entirely his responsibility for the team losing the game.

Seeing this, Captain Tahara Kazuki stepped forward, patted his shoulder, and said, "Don't overthink it, the outcome of the game isn't something you can decide alone; winning is the credit of all of us, and losing is everyone's shared responsibility; your performance was good."

"I..." Matsuki Musashi couldn't speak, and looking at the sad and distressed appearance of his teammates made his heart feel even more blocked.

They had already made it all the way to the Semi-finals!

Turning his head to look at the Seido group, who were completely different from them, Tahara Kazuki said with envy and unwillingness in his eyes, "Let's go, it's time to line up!"

"Thank you for the game!"

"Thank you for the game!"

Both sides took off their caps and shook hands, and Matsuki Musashi came before Huangqian Yangyi.

Hm?

What is he doing?

Huangqian Yangyi looked at the other person strangely; surely he didn't want to fight, right?

"Huangqian Yangyi!" Matsuki Musashi spoke up.

"Something up?"

Taking a deep breath, Matsuki Musashi looked into Huangqian Yangyi's eyes and said, "Win the championship!"

Without waiting for Huangqian Yangyi to say anything, Matsuki Musashi turned and left readily after speaking.

Watching this person's back, Huangqian Yangyi grinned; was this guy a tsundere?

Afterwards, the Seido group returned to the locker room after thanking the spectators.

"Change your clothes and eat immediately; later, everyone is going to the spectator stands to watch the Seibo High School game!" said Director Kataoka.

After the game between Seido and Osaka Kiryu ended, the next event was the other Semi-finals, the game featuring the number one championship contender, Seibo High School!

"Yes!!" everyone stood up and shouted.

Taking off his jersey, Huangqian Yangyi iced his shoulder while taking out his phone from his bag to check it; hmm, no messages.

At this time, Kumiko should still be at training camp, working hard for the National Tournament as well.

With two days left until the finals, Huangqian Yangyi only now felt a sense of reality as he watched the seniors in the locker room talking loudly; his first year, his first time entering Koshien, and he was going to play in the finals!

Wow, I really am amazing.

Huangqian Yangyi looked up at the ceiling and sighed; these seniors were already this happy just from entering the finals, if they won the championship, someone might have a heart attack and be sent to the hospital on the spot, right?

But then again, what if they lost the finals?

That would be even more frustrating, right?

After all, they had already come this far, only one step away from the championship; losing the game with one hand already touching the trophy would be even sadder than being eliminated in the first round.

Hiss~~

Thinking about the seniors' expressions of wailing and crying after losing the finals, Huangqian Yangyi suddenly felt a chill, especially if Dong Qingguo cried; just thinking about it felt terrifying.

No, absolutely cannot lose!

"Hey!"

"Yangyi?"

"Huangqian Yangyi!!"

"Hm? Who!"

Huangqian Yangyi snapped back to reality, and Miyuki's big face was less than 5 centimeters away from him!

Bang!

An uppercut.

"Awoo!!"

Miyuki clutched his stomach and knelt on the ground in pain.

"Pervert, stay away from me!" Huangqian Yangyi said with great disgust.

"You, Huangqian Yangyi!"

"Stop messing around, you two, hurry up and change your clothes." Nanjo Taishi noticed the commotion over here and shook his head helplessly as he spoke.

These two had only been on the field for three innings today and still had the mood and energy to fool around here, but he was exhausted to death and just wanted to eat and then have a good sleep in bed.

In the afternoon, the Seibo High School game arrived as scheduled.

From the manager to the players, not a single person from Seido was absent; they had all come to the spectator stands to watch this game.

As time passed bit by bit, the brows of the Seido players furrowed tighter and tighter.

At this moment, the game had already reached the eighth inning.

The score on the field was 11:2!

This was the Koshien Semi-finals! To think such a one-sided situation would appear.

"Needless to say, the Seibo batting lineup is as powerful as Osaka Kiryu's, but what's most concerning is their Pitcher," said Zhitian Jiangtai.

"Mm, these two Pitchers have completely different styles, and the pitching of either one is no worse than that of Matsuki Musashi," said Miyuki.

"It's precisely because they rotate on the mound that their stats look a bit worse than Matsuki Musashi's," said Nanjo Taishi, draped in a thick jacket.

"Troublesome; one Matsuki Musashi is already difficult enough to deal with, and Seibo actually has two."

Huangqian Yangyi chewed gum, hugged his knees, and watched the game on the field intently.

These two Seibo Pitchers—one is the type who decides the outcome with fastballs, while the other is the type who confuses the Batter with a variety of pitches; such two completely different styles are also very troublesome for the Seido batting lineup.

When you finally manage to adapt to one opponent's pitching, they end up switching, and immediately it's another style; this is simply devastating to one's hitting rhythm.

It's a bit like Furuya and Sawamura.

Huangqian Yangyi thought of those two guys, but the two Pitchers before his eyes were much stronger than them.