"Another home run!"
"Brilliant High School holds an overwhelming lead, fifteen points ahead of Meisei High School by the fifth inning, winning the Koshien Championship!"
The commentator roared excitedly.
The summer Koshien was filled with surging hormones, and the audience erupted into thunderous cheers.
Baseball teams gathered here from Hokkaido, from far-off Shikoku, and all over Japan.
Each one was the strongest team from their local high school baseball club.
They put forth sweat and effort unimaginable to ordinary people, harboring dreams of conquering the world, fighting for the Koshien championship.
In previous years, the battles at Koshien had always been intense.
But this year, from the very start, there was a sense of dominance crushing the opposition.
This was something never before seen in the history of Koshien.
At this moment, they witnessed the miracle of the summer Koshien. How could they restrain their excitement and frenzy within their hearts?!
"Brilliant!" "Brilliant!"
The deafening noise reverberated throughout Koshien.
To the extent that Ayatsuki Ayaka's shout of "Aozawa is the best!"
Was drowned in the crowd's tidal wave of sound.
"We won!"
The members of Brilliant High School's baseball team were in tears on the spot.
Since joining the baseball team, enduring Furusawa Kyoichiro's torturous training plans every day.
Wasn't it all to greet this moment?
They put forth effort and sweat!
Although their effort amounted to just 2%, the remaining 98% was mostly due to Furusawa Kyoichiro, Aozawa, and Hojo Tetsuji.
But together, they won the Koshien championship.
This is something they can brag about to their girlfriends, or even to their descendants after graduation.
After all, at that time, with only a large group photo laid on the table, who could distinguish how much strength each contributed?
"Captain, we won!"
The cheering team members rushed forward and hugged Furusawa Kyoichiro.
They held great respect for him, but lacked that kind of fondness found between friends.
At their first victory celebration, they certainly wouldn't let the hero be absent.
But during their private little parties, they would never invite Furusawa Kyoichiro.
Because he could always turn the joyful atmosphere too serious, too stiff, not fitting for a party at all.
Furusawa Kyoichiro was a captain they could all trust.
They respected him but had no desire to have a personal friendship with Furusawa Kyoichiro.
However, now in the midst of immense joy, the team completely set aside those concerns, directly lifting Furusawa Kyoichiro high and tossing him upward.
"Hey, put me down!"
Furusawa Kyoichiro shouted.
Hojo Tetsuji, seeing this scene, quipped, "We also contributed, why isn't anyone coming to lift us?"
Aozawa smiled and said, "We're still outsiders to the baseball club, don't you dare betray the Kendo club, kid."
Hojo Tetsuji glanced around the Koshien field, feeling the cheers like a surging wave igniting a sense of passion.
"Honestly, there are clearly more people at Koshien than the national championships and Jade Dragon Flag competitions."
"That's a given, compared to Sword Dao, baseball obviously has a wider audience in Japan, and Koshien is even more popular than those professional baseball games.
It embodies the youth and sweat of the students."
Aozawa answered with a smile, then in the dense crowd, found traces of Ayatsuki Ayaka, Hojo Shouko, and Yanagimachi Natsuka.
Except for Morimoto Chiyoda, they all came to watch this Koshien game.
Not only this match, but also every national Kendo competition and Jade Dragon Flag event he participated in, they never missed.
But before the matches, they wouldn't sit together.
Each sat with their friends.
Only Arakawa Reina chose to sit alone.
"Youth, huh, we're about to graduate."
"One step closer to your marriage with Little Sayuri, congratulations in advance."
"Too late, the young lady's suggestion allowed Little Sayuri to attend college.
Hojo Tetsuji was visibly distressed, having planned to marry Little Sayuri after high school graduation.
But the young lady, without a hint of warrior ethics, suggested a backdoor, where Little Sayuri could enter the same university.
Causing Little Sayuri's desire to study to grow restless.
"Can you do nothing about her."
"I'll pass your opinion to her later."
"Forget it."
Hojo Tetsuji quickly ended the topic, it was mere complaint, and he dared not actually have the young lady change her mind.
If Little Sayuri found out, Hojo Tetsuji couldn't imagine the consequences.
He wanted to marry early to make Little Sayuri happy, not to make her sad.
...
The intense waves of cheering continued for an extended time.
Until the Koshien championship award ceremony was held, things finally quieted down slightly.
Flash lights from various media outlets kept flickering, aiming to make this miracle-creating Koshien team the front-page headline of tomorrow.
Phoenix Academy Maggie sat in the VIP lounge.
From here, she had an excellent view over Koshien, both inside and outside the field.
And she didn't have to endure the scorching summer sun like the others.
The VIP lounge was air-conditioned.
Ice cream, fruits, and other treats were arranged by Phoenix Academy Maggie.
She stood there, gazing from afar at Furusawa Kyoichiro on the podium receiving the award, then turned her head and said, "Makoto, how do you feel now?"
"I don't understand what you're talking about."
Nomura True Wave subconsciously smoothed her perfectly neat bangs.
Such an action indicated her guilty conscience.
"Kyoichiro~"
Yoshikawa Sayuri mimicked someone's tone in a teasingly malevolent way.
Nomura True Wave recalled how she had shouted that excitedly earlier on, and her face instantly flushed as she loudly countered, "When a childhood friend wins, what's wrong with cheering once or twice?"
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