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　after that--.

　Then it was--.

　Summer just started.

　The last summer of high school baseball.

　It ended without a moment's tears.

　National competition, qualifying. As a result, the first match was lost. A big margin, a literal crushing defeat. Looking back at his past records, he's never achieved anything like this. It was such a tough match.

　The director, the manager, the guys on the bench, the teammates...the people in the audience were all looking at the scoreboard as if they were looking at something hopeless.

　It's over. It was too short....

　The summer that finally started, the last summer. In just one match...

　I watched with my fists clenched until I bled.

　The mound where the rain beats and your teammates scream and wipe away their tears. From a bench far away...

　I never thought it would end like this. It shouldn't have ended.

　It's not like I underestimated the other school. I knew that I could either win or lose.

　nevertheless. I was confident that it would never end. I