CH 95.2

What!?

What do you mean?

I received the ball from East and stared at Tashiba.

She held up the index finger of her left hand and fanned it with her right hand as if to send wind to it.

「The batter is also exposed to wind so he can see the direction the ball is going to turn…..」

「Ah….」

I didn’t think of that……

Apparently, there are really a lot of problems.

-0-

Throwing is important but so is research.

Me and Tashiba started going to the baseball field for a break between training sessions.

I don’t know what it was about baseball that made me feel so tired but I currently thirst for knowledge.

「How’s that pitcher? Is he good?」

「He’s a back up pitcher, someone who pitches when the main pitcher takes a break.」

A back up pitcher, I didn’t know there’s someone like that.

It is true that a pitcher uses a lot of physical strength but there is also the part where he’ll be mentally exhausted.

If someone had taken over my task that day before my condition deteriorated, I would have been able to pitch more calmly.

「I see……I guess from the outside, I look like that.」

「Hehe, that’s true from the inside as well.」

「That’s a nasty way to say things.」

「Wasn’t it Robos-sama who ordered us to say whatever we wanted about baseball?」

「Fuh, it’s not like I’m blaming you.」

Even if I know what she’s right, hearing it blatantly from someone else’s mouth makes me a little angry.

「I would like you to take a good look at that man. He is a good connection.」

「Connection is just connection, right? Is there such a thing as good or bad connections?」

Tashiba pointed at the pitcher and the defenders with the index fingers of her two hands.

「There is～. He doesn’t really aim for strikeouts from the start. He focuses on not getting a hard hit and he works with the defense to get the batter out of the game.」

「Connection with the defense……」

「Whether it is an strike out of being caught by the defense, an out is still an out.」

That’s true. I’m still not strong enough to keep striking out on my own.

With that in mind, I guess they are players who are playing to win.

「So, what kind of pitch is one that doesn’t get hit hard?」

「It is said that low pitches are hard to hit. Pitchers all somehow know that low pitches that are far away from the batter rarely result in home runs but they are difficult to pitch.」

「I see……oh!」

It may not have been because we were talking about it, but the pitcher threw the ball on the exact course Tashiba is talking about.

The ball was thrown at the furthest point from where the batter is and with a scooping swing……the batter hit it straight into the bleachers.

「Oi, that’s a homerun…..」

「Right, that’s why baseball is difficult……did you learn anything?」

She crossed her arms, tilted her hand, and with a wry smile, poked my elbow with her shoulder.

-0-

One day, while I was spending my days like that, Tashiba suddenly brought a familiar birdkin to the practice field.

This blonde birdkin, I think she’s one of Sawadi Slayra’s confidants……

Why did she bring her here?

「You two, I have brought a teacher from the Scorpions Team.」

「Teacher?」

「What is she going to teach?」

「She’s a pitcher. This is Vongo-san, the best pitcher in the commoner’s league.」

「…….he….llo……」

The woman, who looked slender and small, bowed her head.

To be honest, I can’t connect the word “best” to her.

「Can you show us your pitches first?」

「Vongo-san, please?」

「……o……kay…….」

Froom diagonally behind her, we watch her hand as she takes a pitching stance against East, who is holding his mitt low.

Pow! A sound is heard.

Without saying a word, she swung and threw the ball and it landed in East’s mitt with a pleasant sound.

Yeah, it’s fast but……is that it?

「…..ri…..ght….」

The next pitch she threw drifted sharply from left to right and landed on East’s mitt.

「……le……ft……」

This time, it’s right to left.