Diamond No Ace: Life As Sawamura Eijun

Chapter 307: The King's Triumphant Return!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

As the commentator's impassioned voice echoed across the stadium, the previously silent crowd erupted like a dam bursting, an explosion of cheers and roars reverberating through the air.

Everyone was in shock, their faces reflecting unprecedented disbelief.

No way—another home run already!?

The game is over, just like that?

A decisive hit from the lower lineup, the seventh batter, with two outs? Are we dreaming?

Or is the world playing some kind of joke on us?

Almost every spectator struggled to believe what they had just witnessed.

Even on Seidou High's side, there were a few stunned moments of silence before chaos erupted.

Joy, wild and unrestrained, spread like wildfire.

Shouts that sounded almost like wails of ghosts and gods filled the air.

Players embraced one another in tears, their emotions laid bare for all to see.

Even Coach Kataoka, typically composed and stoic, widened his eyes in astonishment. His tightly clenched fists trembled with intensity.

Ota, on the other hand, raised his hands high, shouting "Banzai!" in a manner both comical and moving, embodying the emotions of the entire Seidou High team.

"We won!!!"

"Champions!!!"

"National domination! We're the strongest team!"

"Ahhhhhhh, this is incredible!"

"Seidou! Seidou! Seidou! Seidou!"

"We're the champions!!!!!!"

The cheers reached a fever pitch. At that moment, the entire stadium, filled with Seidou's supporters, turned into a sea of joy.

In this instant, the heavens and earth belonged to Seidou High.

Everyone present—spectators in the stands and viewers glued to their screens—experienced a momentary mental freeze, unable to fully process the dramatic turn of events.

Even the haughty "Proud Prince," after a brief moment of shock, glanced at the TV showing Seidou's players celebrating, all of them swarming the batter who had scored the decisive run. His surprise faded, replaced by a smirk.

Crossing his arms behind his head, he leisurely walked out of the room.

"Hmph, to think that little punk would secure the winning run against my pitch. This outcome is only natural. It just means you'll make an even more worthy opponent for revenge. When you return, hmph, this fall, I'll show you the true meaning of strength. You better prepare yourselves, because I'm coming for you!"

Scenes like this were unfolding across the nation.

Viewers watching the game live from every corner of Japan wore expressions of awe and amazement.

After all, what had just happened was almost too dramatic to believe.

When everyone had expected a prolonged battle of attrition, no one could have predicted that Seidou's left-handed pitcher would deliver such a decisive blow, as if declaring the triumphant return of the king.

"Hahaha, Sawamura, you're incredible!"

"You little punk! Stole the whole spotlight, didn't you?"

"Hahaha, that was amazing, Sawamura!"

"Eijun-kun, that was perfect!"

"Unbelievable, Sawamura, just unbelievable!"

At home plate, Eijun, having completed his run, was mobbed by the entire Seidou team. The third-year seniors, in particular, couldn't hide their overflowing emotions.

This was their final tournament. Not only had they fulfilled their dream of reaching Koshien, but they had also conquered the entire nation. They could leave high school with no regrets.

And the one who had granted them this incredible honor was none other than the underclassman standing before them.

At that moment, even players like Isashiki Jun, Kominato Ryousuke, Masuko Toru, and the ever-composed Captain Yuuki Tetsuya couldn't hold back their joy and excitement, their faces glowing with pure elation.

This was the perfect farewell to their final summer.

Surrounded by his jubilant teammates, Eijun wore the most genuine smile. They had done it. They had finally won. The goddess of fate, in the end, smiled upon Seidou High.

"I really did it!"

With tightly clenched fists, Eijun whispered these words deep within his heart.

In the dugout, Coach Kataoka and Chris showed relieved smiles. In the stands, Ochiai's astonished expression contrasted with the joyful faces of Takashima Rei, Wakana, Haruno, and Eijun's family.

A myriad of emotions filled the scene, but one thing was universal—pure, unfiltered joy.

Seidou's deafening cheers stood in stark contrast to the overwhelming despair emanating from their opponents, Komadai Fujimaki High. The atmosphere on Komadai's side was eerily silent, like a lifeless pool of stagnant water.

Their eyes, devoid of energy, mirrored their broken spirits.

Only the tears streaming down their faces and the quiet sobs breaking through the silence betrayed their devastation.

Finally, as emotions reached their peak, the dam burst. The dugout erupted into heart-wrenching cries, a scene so raw that it sent shivers down the spines of the spectators.

This was the cruel reality of sports—a battlefield where only the victors had a place to stand.

Even the strongest among them—third-year players Kanemoto and Akito, as well as second-years like Nishi and Taninaka—were overwhelmed by crushing despair.

Victory had been within reach, just one step away.

But that final step slipped from their grasp, turning what could have been the perfect summer into an incomplete chapter.

Tears, regret, anguish, emptiness—no words could truly capture the emotions of these young athletes.

It was a torment akin to the depths of hell.

On the pitcher's mound, Hongou stood frozen, staring blankly at the ball's trajectory. His lifeless eyes reflected his shattered state.

In that moment, the future ace of Komadai Fujimaki High could no longer hide his emotions.

He had been so close to the summit, only to be thrown down with brutal force.

Hongou wanted to cry—for himself, for his team.

They had lost because of him.

Yet, no tears came. It was as though his heart had been hollowed out, leaving him trapped in an abyss of emptiness.

Renji walked onto the mound and, seeing his friend's vacant expression, sighed deeply. Gently patting Hongou's shoulder, he pulled him away from the mound.

This stage no longer belonged to them. It was now reserved for the final victors—Seidou, the kings of high school baseball.

As Renji led the still-dazed Hongou away, the air was pierced by the blaring sound of the closing siren. It marked the end of an extraordinary final match.

"Line up!"

"Bow!"

"Thank you for the game!"

Two teams of boys stood divided. One side basked in triumph, while the other was consumed by sorrow.

Joy and pain, laughter and tears.

This was the peak performance of the returning kings.

With unwavering determination and the dream of dominating the nation, Seidou seized their opportunity.

On the grand stage of the National High School Baseball Summer Championship Final, Seidou High faced Komadai Fujimaki High.

After nine grueling innings, Seidou broke the stalemate and emerged victorious with a score of 5-3, claiming the championship and conquering the nation.

A summer of passion, a majestic stadium, and the fall of the northern dark horse king marked the triumphant return of Seidou—the kings of high school baseball.

Seidou.

Victorious.

Triumphant.

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