"He hit it!!! Right in front of center field, the ninth batter, Shirasu, successfully tracked the slider's trajectory. A single to center field! Now, there are two outs with runners on first and third... No!!! The runner is heading straight for ho plate!!!!"
On the comntary platform, the host's voice, which had been high-pitched, suddenly shot up even further, almost to the point of breaking.
At this mont, the entire stadium was watching with wide-eyed astonishnt as the blue-and-white figure raced around third base and headed straight for ho.
A collective gasp filled the air.
They hadn't expected that the young man, Sawamura Eijun, would be so bold!
With just a single to center field, he dared to round third base and head for ho.
Not only the spectators were stunned, but the Inashiro players were furious. Even the players on the Seidou High bench were showing looks of shock.
On the support benches, over a thousand cheerleaders were staring wide-eyed, eyes fixed on Eijun's speeding figure.
"How dare you, kid! Don't get too cocky!!!"
Seeing that Eijun had already reached the halfway point between third base and ho plate, Inashiro's center fielder, Carlos, who had a dark complexion, was now even darker with fury.
His grim expression made it clear just how enraged he was.
In his eyes, Eijun's daring base-running was nothing short of an insult to Inashiro's defense!
Carlos quickly made his way to where the ball was landing, and with swift, precise movent, he scooped the ball up with his glove. By the ti he did, Shirasu had already reached first base, and throwing to first for the third out was no longer possible.
The only option now was to tag out that reckless kid at ho!
"Whoosh!"
With a swift motion, the ball flew from Carlos's hand, blazing through the air with a speed that had to be over 140 km/h.
A sharp, cold wind whipped through.
In Eijun's side vision, the glint of cold light from the ball was pressing down on him, and he could feel the crushing intensity of it.
It was a bone-chilling, almost painful cold sensation, sending goosebumps down his skin.
But at this mont, the young man had no choice but to keep charging forward, forward, only forward!
His eyes were fixed solely on the ho plate, so close now.
This had always been his goal deep within, the one thing that kept him going. This daring dash for ho was driven by his inherent desire to take risks, even knowing the consequences, even knowing the potential ridicule.
But!
This goal, the sacred place, he would reach it—he would touch it with his own hands!
He wasn't fighting because he thought he would definitely win. He fought because he had to win!
This run, this point—it was his to claim!
This victory, it was his to secure!
Anyone who stands in his way—get out of the way!
With a fierce gaze and a powerful determination, ho plate was just ahead, the cold light of the ball already there.
Just one more step.
"Smack!!!"
The ball landed precisely in the glove of Harada.
In that split second, Eijun's body collided with Harada's, both players giving everything they had in this intense mont.
The battle lasted just a second, but Eijun's eyes were wide open, his gaze fixed on the ball coming at him.
With a grimace, he twisted his body at an angle, feeling the pain from the stretch, his brow furrowing as he lunged forward.
Faster, faster! He had to be faster than Harada!
In that instant, every movent was a single, coordinated effort. Harada, however, wasn't easily outdone. He quickly adjusted his stance and crashed into Eijun with all his might.
He knew just how dangerous this move was.
Eijun avoided the collision at ho, while Harada forced his way through it.
But whether it was Eijun or Harada, neither had any way out.
This was the ninth inning. The final out. He, Harada Masatoshi, the third-year captain, would absolutely not back down here!
The figures drew closer, and in Eijun's narrowed eyes, the world seed to slow.
Bang!!
A violent collision echoed through the air.
A sharp pain shot through Eijun's forehead, but he gritted his teeth and stretched out his left hand toward ho plate.
Boom!!!
Dust rose into the air, marking the most dangerous clash at ho plate in the entire ga!
Ohhhhhh!?
Everyone in the stadium shouted at the top of their lungs, eyes fixed on every single movent at ho plate.
The umpire, too, focused intently on the scene unfolding before him.
As the dust slowly cleared, two figures erged.
Under the intense gaze of thousands of spectators, the umpire's expression was serious as he nodded and, in that mont, made the sacred gesture, spreading his arms wide.
The loud call echoed:
"Safe at ho!!!"
In that instant, the young figure leaped into the air, his triumphant shout ringing out.
"YEAHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
The image of Eijun, fists clenched, head thrown back, scread in victory, resonated with every person in the stadium. Shock and awe painted their faces.
One point, one point—he had finally claid it!!
Eijun let out a powerful roar at ho plate!
"SAWAMURA! SAWAMURA! SAWAMURA!"
"EIJUN! EIJUN! EIJUN!!"
"NUMBER ONE!!"
In that mont, the cheerleaders on Seidou High's side of the stands scread in unison, their voices nearly breaking.
"Ohhhhhhh!!! Ho plate scores! Seidou High's first-year player, Sawamura Eijun, the ace, roaring in triumph!!! Seidou High adds another run in the top of the ninth, leading 4-3 once again!!"
"Whoa, no way, he's at ho!?"
"Wow, wow, wow, wow, goosebumps everywhere."
"4-3, oh my God. Even though there's still the bottom of the ninth, why do I feel like Seidou's going to win?"
"Incredible, incredible, so incredible."
"Sawamura Eijun, no way, I feel like I'm going to faint from this."
The stadium was alive with excited shouts, screams, and deafening cheers echoing across the field.
On the side of Inashiro, Harada stood frozen in shock. Had they really just allowed a run!?
The boy's figure, gleaming with light.
The blood dripping from the cut on his forehead.
For victory, he would sacrifice everything!!
This was Sawamura Eijun's pride!!
The gaze of the left-handed pitcher.
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