"I'm back!"

"Welcome back, Ryoko, eh... isn't Arata with you?"

When her mother Junko ran out of the kitchen happily, she found that only Liangzi had returned. Surprised, her mother couldn't help but asked curiously.

"Ah... that guy, I originally planned to go to Ebisu to pick him up after I finished work, but... I don't know what happened, but he seemed to say he had to come back a little later because he had something to do?"

"Hey... isn't he going to take the singing assessment today? Could it be that... he was in a bad mood after the assessment and went on a date with his girlfriend?"

Mother Junko worriedly speculated, and she was wondering whether he had taken the thing he put on his son's bedside that day with him. At this moment, Ichiro, who had been watching TV, turned around, curious.

asked:

"Hey, has Arata got a girlfriend? What kind of girl is she!"

"I don't know. I just know that my legs seem to be very long, and I am a graduate student in the office. Ah... she must be a beautiful girl to be a graduate student!"

…

Seeing her mother suddenly showing an expression of endless reverie, Ryoko hurriedly said hello, and then ran into her room. Then she sent a message to Arata with some worry.

"It doesn't matter even if you quit the club, don't let it get to you!"

…

However, Ryoko would never have imagined that at this very moment, Arata was making a last-ditch effort to survive in the office.

"Hey, kid, if you are bragging, it's not too late to admit it now..."

Standing on the field training field of Waseda University, Mr. Tanakura scolded Arata angrily. To Arata's surprise, Tanakura, who is in charge of assessment in the office, turned out to be a graduate of Waseda University, and he was also a student in college.

He once participated in the famous morning game as a member of the field team.

As a young baseball boy born in Tokyo, Arata naturally knew something about the history of the Hayakei War. It is said that in 1903, Waseda, a "junior", issued a baseball gauntlet to his "senior" Keio, thus starting the game.

The century-old history of the Zaoqing War. The passionate Qingda at that time

Seniors, after winning the first round, the support group of the field club even went to Okuma Shigenobu Residence and Waseda Main Gate Mountain to shout long live. When Waseda won the second round, the Waseda support group was not to be outdone and immediately ran to Fukuzawa.

The main gates of Yuji Residence and Qingying cheered loudly.

The field football clubs of the two schools have been going back and forth like this for nearly 100 years. Although Rikkyo, Hosei, Meiji and four universities in Tokyo were later added to form the Tokyo Six University Baseball League. But the most exciting thing in the annual competition is

What draws people's attention is still the battle of Zaoqing, which has a century-old feud.

"Mr. Tamakura, what if Xintai Tou is less than 140 kilometers away? Can his selection registration be cancelled?"

While Arata was standing on the pitcher's mound, Arata's competitors who were watching eagerly asked Mr. Tanakura about the movie selection. After hearing this, Mr. Takura suddenly stood up and asked loudly

Xintai said:

"Hey, Furuta-kun, do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"Teacher, how do you want to bet?"

"If you can't throw a 140-kilometer fastball, I will disqualify you from participating in the selection!"

"What if I could throw a 140-kilometer fastball?"

"Then I will cancel their selection qualifications and put all the resources of Star Ring on you!"

"It's a deal?"

…

As soon as several other graduate students competing with Arata heard about this bet, they immediately wanted to complain to Mr. Tanakura. But Mr. Tanakura stretched out his hand to stop their rebuttal, and turned to his juniors in the Wasedo Football Club.

:

"Yushu, try to record that kid's ball speed later. I'm afraid he won't even be able to throw 120 kilometers!"

"Hi!"

He is indeed a senior of the Waseda University Field Football Club. Although he is now a member of the club, he can still use his connections to borrow Waseda's courts. For this, Arata can only admire him in his heart.

"Okay, let's come over here!"

After Mr. Tanakura finished his instructions, he passed the ball to Arata, then put on the catcher's helmet and stood in the catcher's box.

"ok"

After Arata received the ball, he first threw it into his glove a few times to test the feel. Then he looked at Mr. Takura in the distance, slowly raised his left foot, and took a step forward with force.

"Whoa!"

After the wild ball was thrown from Arata's hand, it was like a meteor that cut through the night sky, heading straight for Tanakura in the distance. At this time, Tanakura was squatting on the pitcher's box, but his eyes were wide open.

Look at the flying wild ball.

"not good!"

Although he hasn't played a wild ball for several years after working, his awareness of being a member of the wild ball club is still there. This ball, just by looking at its direction, makes you realize how terrifying it is. I can't believe that this ball was actually played by a 15-year-old.

The child throws the ball.

"Crack!"

With a muffled sound, Tanakura clumsily raised his hands to parry, but the ball still came out of his gloves. At this time, he suddenly sat unsteadily on the ground, and then stood up impatiently, regardless of the dust on his body.

He stood up and asked his juniors:

"What was that ball just now?"

"137 kilometers, senior!"

"What?"

Tanakura was surprised when he heard the number that Yushu revealed. Then he still didn't believe it and ran to Yushu to check the number on the speed gun in person.

When several competitors of Shinta standing nearby heard this result, they immediately asked Tanakura excitedly:

"Mr. Takura, announce the result quickly. Arata did not throw 140 kilometers!"

"Shut up! Pitchers have three chances. Don't you even understand this?"

Takura impatiently scolded the other four candidates. Then he jogged back to the catcher's area, picked up the ball, and passed it to Arata again.

"One more shot. As long as you can still shoot at the same level as before, you are the only candidate for Star Ring!"

Arata took the ball and struck hard with his feet on the red clay of the pitcher's mound a few times. Then he saw Tanakura in the distance giving him a thumbs up.

"Ready!"

"ok!"

Arata agreed, adjusted his hand holding the ball, then raised his left foot again, took a big step forward, and his whole body suddenly felt like a catapult, pouring all his strength into his left hand.

In the wild ball.

"Whoa!"

A white meteor visible to the naked eye passed through the infield area, and then headed straight for Tiancang!

"Crack!"

As soon as Cangtian's hand touched the ball, it suddenly turned outwards, and then he fell to the ground as if he had been hit by something. Kanjiya and others who were watching on the side quickly stepped forward to check.

But Tian Cang suddenly raised his hand and stopped everyone!

"Don't come over here, let me... calm down first, Yu... Youshu... how much... was that... much?"

"Ah... unbelievable... really unbelievable!"

"How much exactly?"
Chapter completed!