Finally, he got the pitch he wanted. Prepared and ready, Hagiyama Mitsuo decisively swung the bat. To hit this outside slider, he even leaned all his body weight towards home plate, and his swinging posture was his most classic full-force swing.
"Clang——!!!"
The slider, which wasn't particularly fast to begin with, was hit by the bat before it could move, and the entire ball was lifted from the bottom up under the immense power. Matsuboto Kenji felt his temples throbbing—just hearing the crisp contact sound in his ears, he knew the ball had definitely been hit squarely in the sweet spot.
Quickly standing up and taking off his mask, Matsuboto Kenji looked towards the left-field direction from the catcher's seat, then slowly closed his eyes, unwilling to face what was about to happen.
