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... n the first and second rounds of the Tokyo tournament, which means there were a lot of things he had to prepare

After discussing Suzuhara's pitcher with Coach Yamada, it was decided that today's practice would focus on hitting fastballs, so all the players began batting against the pitching machines.

Since Sora had pitched the day before and Jiro was scheduled to pitch tomorrow, Shun was the only pitcher training in the bullpen. He did his best not to let the home runs hit off hi ...

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