v2 Chapter 9： : welcome to hell

Three sets of pitching, for Sawamura, seemed to relax. Compared to other workouts, being able to pitch in the bullpen, especially with Chriss, was a treat for Sawamura.

​​

It's just that this time of relaxation and enjoyment always goes by quickly.

​​

After a while, an order for all members to gather came from the small speaker.

​​

At the end of the ordinary practice, the three first-year students, Sawamura's performance is full, and Kominato Haruichi's performance is also very good.

​​

In the previous garrison practice, Kominato Haruichi's performance was no less than his brother's.

​​

Not only the defense, but also the strike practice in the morning and Xiao Min's achievements are also remarkable.

​​

In the first grade, from the third army to the second army, and then from the second army to the first army.

​​

Haruichi Kominato proved his strength and the vision of the coaching staff with his actual actions.

​​

Even Kuramochi was surprised.

​​

I didn't expect that the younger brother of Ryosuke senpai would be so powerful?

​​

However, the gap should appear soon~

​​

After all the players of the Qingdao First Army were assembled, they were disrupted and divided into two teams, one in the A court and the other in the B court.

​​

"Sprint, start!"

​​

The training just now consumed too much of the player's arm strength and mental strength.

​​

Now the consumption of lower body strength begins.

​​

Sawamura rushed out first!

​​

Someone next to him pinched the watch to Sawamura.

​​

After seeing Sawamura finish running, he glanced at Sawamura in surprise.

​​

Unexpectedly, the Great Demon King is even faster than ordinary people.

​​

However, compared with the runner after that, he is a little bit behind.

​​

"Hip-hop, haha!"

​​

Kuramochi rushed over quickly.

​​

The speed was a full 0.4 seconds faster than Sawamura.

​​

At the speed of the two of them, it was 0.4 seconds, but it was three or four meters.

​​

"As expected of Mr. Cheetah!"

​​

Sawamura hurriedly flattered him.

​​

"Hip-hop!"

​​

Kuramochi is very proud.

​​

This training can only be considered an appetizer.

​​

But after ten sprints back and forth, it was over.

​​

After the sprint, the beautiful team managers presented the food they cooked by themselves.

​​

Rice balls, sushi, tempura...

​​

The athletes of Qingdao sat on the ground and began to replenish their energy.

​​

Uninterrupted training all afternoon and expecting a meal in the evening is far from enough.

​​

So, there is a snack in the middle. It is precisely because of the need to add meals that the training at the beginning will not go too far.

​​

Sawamura, Kuramochi, Kominato, and Akatsuki Fukugu, the four of them sat together.

​​

Sawamura chewed slowly and began to supplement his food.

​​

Thinking of the brutal training that followed, he thought it was necessary to replenish more energy at this time.

​​

"It's said to be a co-host, but in fact, I didn't see anything..."

​​

Kominato whispered to Sawamura.

​​

Kuramochi's eyes suddenly brightened.

​​

"Yeah, even though it's called a dormitory. It's just some day-student players who live with them in the dormitory."

​​

Kuramochi explained casually, and handed a rice ball to Haruichi Kominato.

​​

Sawamura's eyes narrowed dangerously, he was looking at a very incredible thing.

​​

"There is still a lot of training in the afternoon. At this time, it's best to eat more while you can."

​​

What Kuramochi said was a particularly understatement.

​​

Sawamura listened, goosebumps all over his body.

​​

He looked at Kuramochi in disbelief.

​​

Kuramochi actually wanted to **** off the city of Kominato?

​​

And not only that, Kuramochi did what he did, stuffing food into his mouth.

​​

In this way, his words become more persuasive.

​​

Kominato Haruichi believed it to be true and ate a lot.

​​

Even Xiao Gu Xiao, who was silent on the side, ate one more rice ball.

​​

Sawamura intentionally reminded the two good friends, but the mischievous gene in his body also broke out. He couldn't help but be curious about the show, so he didn't make a sound.

​​

"You eat too!"

​​

Kuramochi enthusiastically pushed the rice ball to Sawamura.

​​

"I have no appetite."

​​

Sawamura shook his head like a rattle.

​​

What are you kidding? He has eaten two rice **** before, and you are already full.

​​

If you eat more, you will be in trouble.

​​

However, he admired Kuramochi's courage.

​​

Kuramochi dared to cheat Ryosuke's younger brother?

​​

Is he afraid of death?

​​

In the distance, several third-year seniors were also sitting together.

​​

They stopped after eating only one or two rice **** and stopped eating.

​​

Watching Kominato Chunichi and Jiang Gu Xiao keep stuffing them into their mouths, the eyes of several third-year seniors became deep.

​​

Formation: They are finished!

​​

Isashiki Jun: I will vomit!

​​

Masuko: I will definitely vomit!

​​

……

​​

Ryosuke Kominato watched as Kuramochi bullied his younger brother without saying a word. Even the smile on his face became brighter.

​​

Kuramochi shivered subconsciously.

​​

Looking back, I happened to see Ryosuke Kominato's extremely bright smiling face.

​​

Kuramochi felt his spine go numb.

​​

I probably belong to me. If I don't die, I won't die.

​​

"Eijun-san, do you still need it?"

​​

While Sawamura was waiting to watch the show, a very pleasant voice suddenly appeared behind him.

​​

It's Haruna, the first-year team manager.

​​

In Haruna's hand, she was holding two very delicate pastries. Different from other rice balls, sushi, tempura.

​​

At first glance, the other things belonged to the kind of mass production, and the two cakes in Haruna's hands, although there were no special marks, they looked like they were made by hand, and they were more delicate.

​​

No matter how little Sawamura is, he knows that Haruna did it for him.

​​

Whether the pastry is good or not is second, the most important thing is the girl's heart.

​​

Without this heart, it is absolutely unacceptable.

​​

"thanks!"

​​

Sawamura picked it up very naturally.

​​

Haruna's face was slightly red, but she didn't say anything.

​​

Sawamura himself too, heaved a sigh of relief.

​​

He was actually very afraid of Haruna saying that.

​​

"Um?"

​​

When Sawamura wanted to put the pastry in his mouth, a figure suddenly leaned down above his head.

​​

"The two cakes in your hand don't seem to be the same?"

​​

"You think too much!"

​​

Sawamura calmly put the cake into his mouth.

​​

"It's really salty!"

​​

It is estimated that the little confused person regarded salt as sugar again...

​​

"Okay, everyone has finished eating, let's start training again."

​​

Item 1: Run the bases!

​​

Still more than 20 players in the first army were evenly divided into two courts.

​​

Then the first person starts to run, and when the first person reaches first base, the second person starts to run from home plate, and so on, rounding up a dozen people.

​​

"Preparerun!"

​​

In the first round, everyone didn't think much of it.

​​

Especially Akatsuki Furutani and Haruichi Kominato, until now, they thought training was easy.

​​

But they don't know that the real **** is coming soon.

​​

It was just 90 seconds after running back.

​​

"continue!"

​​

From first base, over second base, over third base, back to home plate.

​​

It is more than 100 meters long!

​​

After sprinting down with all his strength, people's breathing is fast.

​​

At this time, I didn't even catch my breath, so I had to keep running.

​​

The keen Kominato Haruichi immediately felt that the rhythm was abnormal. )!!