Home / Diamond no Ace: Coach, I Want to Be a Batter, Not a Pitcher! / Chapter 20 20: Give the Senior a Trick

Read free on Ficlyn

Diamond no Ace: Coach, I Want to Be a Batter, Not a Pitcher!

Chapter 20 20: Give the Senior a Trick · Nov 12, 2026

Prev Chapter Novel Info Next Chapter

Chapter List (248)

Page number / 5

1 Chapter 1 1: Seidou High School Baseball Club 2026-11-12
2 Chapter 2 2: The Evil Duo 2026-11-12
3 Chapter 3 3: Ushijima Wakatoshi’s Strength 2026-11-12
4 Chapter 4 4: Ushijima Wakatoshi’s Surprising Batting Average 2026-11-12
5 Chapter 5 5: Silver-Level Cutter Ball 2026-11-12
6 Chapter 6 6: Those Who Work Hard Will Always Have Privileges 2026-11-12
7 Chapter 7 7: Coach Kataoka’s Recognition and Appreciation 2026-11-12
8 Chapter 8 8: Tanba vs. Ushijima 2026-11-12
9 Chapter 9 9: The Ace Who Gets Excited 2026-11-12
10 Chapter 10 10: The Last Ball 2026-11-12
11 Chapter 11 11: The First String! Position: Outfielder? 2026-11-12
12 Chapter 12 12: Seido’s Batting Lineup 2026-11-12
13 Chapter 13 13 Shocked! Ushijima, what is your ball speed? 2026-11-12
14 Chapter 14 14: Coach! Please Listen to Me! 2026-11-12
15 Chapter 15 15: Physical Requirements of a Pitcher 2026-11-12
16 Chapter 16 16: A Beastly Shot 2026-11-12
17 Chapter 17 17: Terrifying Ball Power 2026-11-12
18 Chapter 18 18: The Drifting Two-Seam 2026-11-12
19 Chapter 19 19: One Dares to Call, One Dares to Throw 2026-11-12
20 Chapter 20 20: Give the Senior a Trick 2026-11-12
21 Chapter 21 21: Striking Out Yuki(Bonus Chapter) 2026-11-12
22 Chapter 22 22: Steal the Ace Number 2026-11-12
23 Chapter 23 23: Seido’s Chant 2026-11-12
24 Chapter 24 24: First Game! VS Ichidai San High School 2026-11-12
25 Chapter 25 25: Stealing Tactics 2026-11-12
26 Chapter 26 26: Continuously Torturing the Opponent 2026-11-12
27 Chapter 27 27: First-Year Ace 2026-11-12
28 Chapter 28 28: First Appearance in an Official Match 2026-11-12
29 Chapter 29 29: The Sinful Man & the Man with the Heart — A Perfect Match! 2026-11-12
30 Chapter 30 30: Calmness Unlike a First-Year 2026-11-12
31 Chapter 31 31: A Head-to-Head Battle with the Cleanup Hitter 2026-11-12
32 Chapter 32 32: A Low Batting Average Doesn’t Mean You Can’t Hit 2026-11-12
33 Chapter 33 33: Crazy 2026-11-12
34 Chapter 34 34: Continued Entanglement 2026-11-12
35 Chapter 35 35: First Battle a Success! Three Treasure Chests 2026-11-12
36 Chapter 36 36: Enhanced Strike Strength 2026-11-12
37 Chapter 37 37: One-on-One Starting Lineup 2026-11-12
38 Chapter 38 38: The Kominato Brothers’ Dream 2026-11-12
39 Chapter 39 39: The Passion of the Welcome Game 2026-11-12
40 Chapter 40 40 One Softness, One Hardness 2026-11-12
41 Chapter 41 41: Gold Cutter 2026-11-12
42 Chapter 42 42: The Future Belongs to You 2026-11-12
43 Chapter 43 43: The Upgraded Sense of Oppression 2026-11-12
44 Chapter 44 44: Seido’s Starting Lineup Batting Average 2026-11-12
45 Chapter 45 45: Hit Rate and Penalties 2026-11-12
46 Chapter 46 46: Shameless Sawamura 2026-11-12
47 Chapter 47 47: Sawamura, the Drama Queen 2026-11-12
48 Chapter 48 48: Showdown with Furuya 2026-11-12
49 Chapter 49 49: Furuya at Odds 2026-11-12
50 Chapter 50 50: Teaching Furuya a Lesson 2026-11-12

Standing in the batter’s box, Isashiki completely forgot to swing.

His eyes were wide, trembling, locked onto the baseball screaming toward him.

At that moment, the ball no longer looked like a ball.

In his vision, it became a wild, ferocious, starving wolf—

Its blood-red jaws open wide as it lunged straight at him.

”O–oh… oh… oh—!”

The terrifying pressure of the pitch filled Isashiki with both fear and exhilaration.

Whoosh!!

Bang!!!!!!

A white blur shot past him and smashed violently into the iron backstop.

”!!!!!!!!!”

Everyone nearby froze.

They had already seen Ushijima Wakatoshi’s first pitch to Kuramochi.

But watching him throw again—without holding back at all—was still overwhelming.

The power and speed were simply too frightening.

”Ball!” Coach Kataoka called out.

The pitch was terrifying, but the control…

What a pity.

If only he could control it—how incredible would that be?

Kataoka couldn’t help recalling his own days as an ace.

Back then, his fastball could also reach 150 km/h, and he had been able to control it precisely.

But this kid…

As Ushijima himself had said—he had a powerful arm, but his wrist control still needed work.

”Senpai,” Ushijima said calmly from the mound, ”that was just a warning. Don’t get too arrogant.”

”You brat,” Isashiki growled, teeth clenched. ”I’m going to blast you out of here.”

”Oh?” Ushijima replied without fear. ”If you’ve got the guts, then try.”

The next pitch came immediately.

This one was slower than before.

Isashiki didn’t hesitate.

He swung with everything he had.

”Oshi!” His face twisted fiercely as the bat cut through the air.

”Foul ball!” the coach ruled.

The ball shot toward the third-base side and bounced out of bounds.

Then—

Another pitch.

Still around 145 km/h, but the trajectory was far more deceptive.

So subtle that Isashiki hesitated, unsure whether to swing.

Ushijima threw five consecutive four-seam fastballs, all hovering near 145 km/h.

Isashiki tracked them correctly—

But because of the movement and angle, he couldn’t drive any of them cleanly.

Watching Isashiki gradually calm down and adjust, Miyuki knew—

Now.

Ushijima immediately threw the sixth pitch.

”Fastball!”

”Right down the middle!”

”Slower than before!”

Isashiki reacted instantly.

He calculated the timing and swung with full force.

But at the very last moment—

The baseball drifted sideways.

”What?!”

The sudden movement threw off the point of contact.

Ping!

The ball was hit—but weakly.

It bounced along the ground.

Isashiki dropped his bat and sprinted toward first base.

Ushijima charged off the mound, scooped up the ball cleanly, and fired it to first.

”Ugh!” Isashiki lunged desperately.

”Out!” the first-base umpire called.

”Tch—damn brat,” Isashiki muttered as he turned back.

”Throwing a two-seam at the very end…”

”You didn’t notice the earlier two-seams at all, did you?” Kominato Ryosuke teased.

”Huh? I did?” Isashiki snapped back, face slightly red.

”All I saw were fastballs.”

”Ya ha ha ha~” Kuramochi laughed bitterly.

”Our first three batters—no hits at all.”

”Idiot!” Isashiki roared.

”I was out on a grounder. You two were struck out. Don’t lump me together with you!”

Kuramochi and Kominato fell silent.

Someone who didn’t even reach base complaining about two strikeouts…

Now it was the fourth batter’s turn.

Isashiki pointed his thumb toward the batter’s box.

”Captain Tetsu—teach your cousin a lesson!”

”Don’t go easy on him. That kid can throw a two-seam.”

”He struck out Kuramochi and Kominato, and even I got jammed at the end.”

”Be careful—he’s not someone you can underestimate.”

Then Isashiki added loudly,

”Well, it’s all your family’s genes anyway. You’re not that different, Captain.”

His words echoed across the field.

On the mound, Ushijima Wakatoshi felt the pressure double as he faced his cousin.

This batter was on a completely different level from the previous three.

This was also his first true showdown with Yuki Tetsuya.

Before, they had both been batters. The only thing they ever compared was hitting.

Now—

One was the pitcher.

The other was Seido’s cleanup hitter.

”Heh…” someone murmured.

”A brother showdown. This’ll be good.”

Standing in the left batter’s box, Yuki Tetsuya gazed calmly at his cousin.

On the surface, he looked composed.

Inside, he was both nervous—and excited.

This was their first confrontation like this.

After watching the first three batters, Yuki already had a clear understanding.

Four-seam fastball:

With control, 140–145 km/h.

Without control—over 150 km/h, possibly even 155 km/h.

A 150 km/h fastball?

He was confident he could hit it.

155 km/h?

That was another story.

But as long as it stayed within 145 km/h, he believed he had a real chance.

”Hoo…” Ushijima exhaled slowly.

Facing Yuki Tetsuya—one of the top five batters in the country—

There was no way he wouldn’t feel pressure.

Even Narumiya Mei’s full-power changeup had once been sent to the outfield by this man.

Narumiya’s fastball exceeded 150 km/h.

Compared to that, Ushijima’s controlled pitch speed capped at 145 km/h.

If I miss my spot… it’ll be hit.

At minimum, it would be a deep outfield shot.

”…This was meant to be a test anyway,” Ushijima told himself.

”A test of ability. Of courage. Of heart.”

”Don’t fear being hit.”

”What I need to test—”

”Is my control.”

”And my resolve to pitch.”

Prev Chapter Novel Info Next Chapter

Recommended Novels

The Number One Star in the Interstellar Era Tyramisu

Rebirth: The Courtyard Bride Is Cool and Radiant Spring Splendor in the Garden

Supreme Warrior in the City River Handsome

The Devil Does Not Need to Be Defeated Ruqing Rusu

My Silly, Sweet Wife Bu Fei

Library of Heaven’s Path Heng Sao Tian Ya

The Divine Urban Physician The Wind Laughs

King of Gods Fast Food Resturant

Hogwarts: Even Voldemort Can't Stop Me From Studying Yamaha

Prodigal System in the Flourishing City Wind and Thunder Brewing Wine

The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast Have a Bowl of Noodles

Sect Recruitment: I Can See Attribute Entries joyce_4070

Master Of None 1King_Rep1

The King's Avatar Butterfly Blue

D.E.M.O.N.S: Getting Summoned Weekly isn't so Bad Vongrak