Hoshida and Miyakawa from Ichidai Third High School were probably being questioned by their Director right about now.
"You're way too wicked," Miyuki Kazuya said with a gloating grin. "Not only did you trick information out of them, you even screwed them over at the end."
"Wipe that ugly look off your face," Zhang Han snapped. "How is that selling them out? I was clearly helping them, alright?"
Miyuki looked completely bewildered.
"How exactly did you help them?"
"Those two kids are way too naïve. Don't they know I'm from Seido? Even if we have a past connection, they shouldn't be blurting things out so easily. If they don't fix this habit, one day they'll be sold out and still help count the money."
"So you're saying you did them a favor?"
"Of course."
Zhang Han looked utterly self-righteous.
Even Miyuki, who prided himself on being sly, couldn't help but give him a thumbs-up.
"I've seen shaless people before," Miyuki said sincerely, "but this is the first ti I've seen soone as shaless as you."
"That just ans you're still young and inexperienced."
The two had long grown used to bickering like this in private.
Neither of them was particularly eager to make friends, but they were the only two first-year players in the entire First-string. Spending so much ti together as sa-year teammates naturally brought them closer.
At first, Miyuki had thought Zhang Han was the cool, handso type. Strong, good-looking, and seemingly aloof.
People like that usually ca with an image filter.
But after getting to know him, Miyuki discovered that Zhang Han was nothing like that.
On the outside, he was reserved. On the inside, he was full of mischief and bad ideas. He loved giving people nicknas and never missed a chance to retort.
In private, Miyuki even gave Zhang Han a nickna: "Zhang the Retorter."
He really did argue too much.
Of course, Zhang Han didn't let that slide either. He gave Miyuki a nickna of his own.
"Cobra."
One sly, one outwardly calm.
Birds of a feather.
In just a few months with the First-string, the two had beco almost inseparable.
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Fifteen minutes before the ga, the Seido High School Baseball Team opened the dugout door and walked onto the field.
The mont they appeared, the cheer squad sprang into action. Drums thundered, gongs clanged, horns blared, and the cheers surged forward like a wave.
Among the crowd, many fans were shouting players' nas directly.
"Azuma, it's all on you!"
"Miyuki, show them!"
"Hidezawa, don't lose to them!"
"Zhang Han—wow! So handso! I'm going to faint!"
Zhang Han's hearing was excellent. He heard that last shout very clearly.
Instantly, his scalp went numb.
He wished he could dig a hole and crawl into it.
Why were other players' fans so normal?
But when it ca to his own fans, every single one of them seed to be in the middle of a crush.
While Zhang Han was dying of embarrassnt, several teammates were looking at him with pure envy.
Isashiki Jun was one of them.
More than once, he glanced at Zhang Han from the corner of his eye, a quiet fire of defiance burning in his chest. And it wasn't just him. Several other players wore the sa expression. People really couldn't be compared.
A first-year newcor like Zhang Han had already achieved such results and gathered so much popularity.
How far would he go in the future?
Right now, probably no one dared give a confident answer. What made it even more irritating was the sheer number of female fans.
On the other side, when Ichidai Third High School's players entered the field, they received the sa grand welco.
Both teams had their own bands and cheer squads, mostly composed of second-team and third-team players, along with students from their schools.
Hundreds of people stood in neat formations, waving identical cheering tools and shouting in unison.
"Seido! Seido!!"
Opposite them ca the response.
"Ichidai San! Ichidai San!"
Zhang Han had seen a scene like this once before.
That was during the Spring Tournant, when Seido faced Inashiro. The two teams had clashed fiercely. In the end, Seido lost because their pitcher wasn't in top condition.
Back then, Zhang Han had watched from the stands, his blood boiling. At that ti, he was just an ordinary second-team player.
He wasn't qualified to step onto the field. All he could do was sit quietly and admire his seniors' performances.
A few months had passed since then.
His identity had changed completely. He was no longer a bystander tucked away in the stands.
He was a participant.
The feeling was entirely different. What he felt now wasn't just excitent.
It was anticipation.
Ichidai Third High School.
From every angle, they were one of the strongest teams in the country. This was the first ti Zhang Han would face such an opponent.
He was already itching to step onto the field.
And he wasn't alone.
At least half of Seido's players probably felt the sa way.
Coach Kataoka understood this perfectly. Before the ga, he gathered everyone together.
"We've already done all the preparation we can," Kataoka said calmly. "Now it's ti to show your strength. I believe you can defeat today's opponent. But don't be careless. Give everything you have on every pitch."
"Yes!"
The team answered in unison.
Against Ichidai San, no extra motivation was needed. The mont they stepped onto the field, their fighting spirit naturally ignited.
"Tanaka," Kataoka said, "lead everyone in one."
At the word "one," Tanaka's eyes instantly turned moist.
This "one" referred to Seido High School Baseball Team's exclusive cheer.
It wasn't shouted every ga.
Not every Seido team was qualified to use it.
Only when the Director and coaching staff believed the team had earned it would they allow this cheer.
Since Tanaka beca captain, they had only used it once, during last year's Autumn Tournant.
This was the second ti.
Not only Tanaka, but the other players were deeply moved as well.
They instinctively ford a circle.
Even the two newcors, Zhang Han and Miyuki, joined without hesitation.
Though they had never participated before, as West Tokyo players, they had seen this cheer countless tis on TV.
That image, paired with the thunderous background music, always ignited sothing primal in the heart.
And now, they were finally part of it.
Tanaka looked around at his teammates, then his gaze settled on Azuma Kiyokuni.
"Azuma," he asked, "do you want to do it?"
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