Chapter 232: Battle Against Osaka Kiryu

The next morning, although Huangqian Yangyi's body was exhausted, he still got up as usual and came to the field to start running; before long, Miyuki also chased after him.

"How is your body today? How's your condition?" Miyuki asked, catching up to Huangqian Yangyi's side.

"It's alright, anyway, I'm not playing," Huangqian Yangyi said.

"Hehe, you wouldn't believe it. Just now when I was coming over, I saw that guy Sawamura trying to leave, but he ended up getting locked at the door by Kuramochi with a scissor-leg hold, not letting him out," Miyuki laughed.

Huangqian Yangyi chuckled at this and said, "The training camp just ended, so letting him get some good rest is for his own sake. Besides, he still has to play in the practice game this afternoon."

The two chatted while running. By the time the morning practice ended and Huangqian Yangyi had just finished showering and changed into a new set of clothes to arrive at the cafeteria, Sawamura Eijun and his three little friends were already sitting across from Huangqian Yangyi.

Huangqian Yangyi looked up and saw that Sawamura had two large dark circles under his eyes, and Furuya Satoru beside him was no less worse off.

These two kids, what did they do last night?

"Sawamura, Furuya, did you two not sleep well last night?" Huangqian Yangyi asked.

Sawamura kept his head down, holding his chopsticks, and lifted his head listlessly, "Thinking about this year's practice game, I was too excited."

Just as expected, Huangqian Yangyi sighed helplessly, then looked toward Furuya.

"Hey! Wake up!"

Huangqian Yangyi slapped him; this kid Furuya even had a snot bubble forming!

"Just sleep well during class later, otherwise I'm afraid you two will be dozing off on the Pitcher's Mound this afternoon, and that would be a huge embarrassment," Huangqian Yangyi said. Although it seemed a bit wrong to tell his juniors to sleep in class, Huangqian Yangyi felt that even if he didn't say it, these two knuckleheads would sleep anyway. Rather than sleeping in fear, it was better to be bold and sleep straight through until school let out in the afternoon.

"Ani-ki, can we really play?" Sawamura immediately perked up upon hearing this.

"No, you aren't even sure if you can play, so what are you getting so excited about?" Huangqian Yangyi was speechless to the extreme.

Beside Sawamura, Arima Kazusa also asked, "The opponent is that Osaka Kiryu, right? Their batting lineup is super strong. Conversely, we just finished our training camp. To win this game, the Manager will definitely have Senior Huangqian play, along with Senior Tanba and Senior Kawakami."

"In that case, the chances of Sawamura and Furuya playing are very slim."

After hearing Arima Kazusa's words, Huangqian Yangyi looked at him strangely. This kid was usually quite smart; how was he acting so foolish at a time like this?

"You all got one thing wrong. This is a practice game, and the opponent is Osaka Kiryu. The purpose is to test what kind of combat power the team can exert under extreme fatigue. If I were to play, what would that even test?" Huangqian Yangyi explained the purpose of this practice game to them.

"That's right! How did I not think of that?!" Arima Kazusa suddenly realized.

"Maybe your brain got trained to mush," Huangqian Yangyi said.

Just then, Sawamura slammed the table, "I get it! This is the Boss's test for me!"

"Ya-ha-ha, as expected, I am deeply trusted by the team."

"Yeah, me too!"

Furuya Satoru, whose eyelids were still fighting each other, said in a low voice.

There's no saving them, Huangqian Yangyi shook his head, swallowed the last bite of food, and left the cafeteria.

At four in the afternoon, all the Seido players arrived at the field.

"I am very sorry to have troubled you to come all this way."

"Haha, Manager Kataoka, let's have a wonderful game today."

Manager Kataoka and Manager Matsumoto Hirotaka of Osaka Kiryu exchanged a formulaic opening script as soon as they met.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the players from both sides were already warming up on the sidelines.

"Oh? Manager Kataoka, your starting pitcher today is actually a First Year? Aren't you afraid of leaving psychological trauma on the newcomer?" Manager Matsumoto Hirotaka said with a fake smile, while also guessing Manager Kataoka's intentions in his heart.

Training a newcomer? Isn't it a bit too early?

What's more, the team has an absolute ace like Huangqian Yangyi, as well as these other two pitchers; why send a First Year out so early? Is it just to give the newcomer a chance to accumulate game experience?

"He can do it," Manager Kataoka said calmly.

After more than two months of systematic training, both Sawamura Eijun and Furuya Satoru had undergone earth-shaking changes. But after the training camp, to what extent could they perform against a strong enemy like Osaka Kiryu? Manager Kataoka was very expectant.

"Is that so? Could it be that this is Seido's secret weapon?" Seeing Manager Kataoka so confident, Matsumoto Hirotaka began to take the First Year pitcher who was about to take the field seriously.

After all, the precedent was right before his eyes; who would dare to underestimate a First Year? Perhaps this was another genius like Huangqian Yangyi.

"Heh, you'd better be careful."

After Manager Kataoka dropped a harsh remark, he turned and walked toward his opponent.

The reason he did this was intentional, specifically to make Osaka Kiryu take it seriously and give it their all from the very beginning. Only in this way could he provide enough pressure for Sawamura and Furuya.

Watching Manager Kataoka's back, Manager Matsumoto Hirotaka narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew that Seido's summer training camp had just ended, and looking at the current state of the Seido First String players, one could see just how exhausted they were with the naked eye.

Under such circumstances, sending a First Year pitcher to start—wasn't Manager Kataoka afraid the team would get blown out? Or was it that this First Year pitcher really had some formidable tricks up his sleeve?

Hmm, must be on guard!

"Please treat us well!"

The game began.

Osaka Kiryu was on offense first.

Seido's starting pitcher was Furuya Satoru, and the Starting Catcher was Miyuki Kazuya.

"Furuya, it doesn't matter if you get blown out today."

Before taking the field, Manager Kataoka suddenly said to Furuya Satoru.

Furuya was stunned, not understanding what this meant.

"The training camp must have been exhausting. The physical fatigue hasn't faded yet, so don't blindly pursue results," Manager Kataoka continued.

Furuya walked onto the field and arrived at the Pitcher's Mound, the words "get blown out" constantly echoing in his mind.

"Blown out?"

Furuya muttered to himself, looking at the baseball in his hand.

How could I get blown out?!

I am the person who is going to become the number one pitcher in Japan!

Thinking of this, Furuya's gaze gradually became serious, even somewhat fierce.

"What's wrong! Did you get hit? It doesn't matter if you get blown out, I'm still here behind you!"

"Just let me go up there already!"

Seeing that Furuya still wasn't pitching, Sawamura shouted from the sidelines, baring his fangs and brandishing his claws.

On the Pitcher's Mound, Furuya Satoru remained unmoved after hearing Sawamura's shouting.

"I don't intend to let anyone hit my pitches! And I certainly don't want to be replaced!"

Thinking this to himself, Furuya raised the ball in his hand high.