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 relaxing and enjoyable time always goes by quickly.

After a while, the 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 was full, and Kominato Haruichi's performance was also very good.

In the previous garrison practice, Kominato Chunichi's performance was not inferior to his brother's.

Not only the garrison, but also the strike practice in the morning, and Xiao Min's results 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.

Kominato Chunichi, with his own actions, proved his strength and the vision of the coaching staff.

Even Kuramochi was surprised.

I didn't expect the younger brother of Ryosuke senior to be so powerful?

However, the gap should appear soon~

All the players of the Qingdao First Army, after gathering, were disrupted and divided into two teams, one on the A court and the other on the B court.

"Sprint run, 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 Sawamura's watch.

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

Unexpectedly, the Great Demon King is far faster than the average person.

However, compared with the later runner, he is a little bit different.

"Hip-hop, haha!"

Kuramachi,

rushed over quickly.

The speed was a full 0.4 seconds faster than Sawamura.

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

"As expected of Mr. Cheetah!"

Sawamura hurriedly flattered.

"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 served the food they cooked by themselves.

Rice balls, sushi, tempura...

The players 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, add a meal in between. 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 add more energy at this time.

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

Minato 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 in the dormitory with them."

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's still a lot of training in the afternoon. It's best to eat as much as you can at this time."

What Kuramochi said was a particularly understatement.

Sawamura listened, goosebumps all over his body.

He looked at Kuramochi in disbelief.

Kuramochi actually wanted to piss off the city of Kominato?

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

In this way, his words become more persuasive.

Kominato Chunichi 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 his 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 balls before, and you are already full.

If you eat more, you will be in trouble.

However, he admired Kuramochi's courage.

Kuramochi dared to pit 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 balls 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 done!

Isashiki Jun: I will vomit!

Masuko: I will definitely vomit!

...

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

Kuramochi shivered subconsciously.

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

Kuramochi felt his spine go numb.

I probably belong, 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 was Haruna, the first-year team manager.

Haruna held two very delicate pastries in her hands. Different from other rice balls, sushi, tempura.

At first glance, other things belong to the kind of mass production, and the two cakes in Haruna's hand, although there is no special mark, but at first glance, they are hand-made and relatively delicate.

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

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

Without this heart, it is absolutely unforgivable.

"thanks!"

Sawamura took it over very naturally.

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

Sawamura himself, too, breathed a sigh of relief.

He was actually very afraid of what Haruna said.

"Um?"

When Sawamura was about to put the cake 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 quietly put the cake into his mouth.

"So salty!"

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

"Okay, everyone has finished eating, and resume training."

Number one: run the bases!

Still more than 20 people in the first army were evenly divided into two ab pitches.

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

"Get ready, run!"

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

Especially Fukugu Xiao and Kominato Chunshi, until now, they still thought that the training was easy.

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

Running back just 90 seconds.

"continue!"

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

The total length is more than 100 meters!

Sprinting down with full force, people's breathing is rapid.

At this time, I didn't even catch my breath, so I continued to run.

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