Chapter 10: Shake it Shimbument

Soo-hyun’s aggressive pitching, which had been hard to see lately.

She maintained a somewhat angry expression on the mound.

After striking out Nomura, Soo-hyun switched to offense and stepped into the batter’s box.

The first at-bat of the finals.

Even in the batter’s box, Soo-hyun was showing a different side than she had in previous games.

\- What’s going on?

\- Jung Soo-hyun isn’t taking a bunt stance!

It wasn’t even the unconventional open stance she had used against Nam Gun-woo.

It was a very ordinary and normal batting stance.

She wasn’t even choking up on the bat, it was just a power stance.

Nomura, who had naturally expected Soo-hyun to use the bunt strategy, gritted his teeth.

‘Is she looking down on my pitches?’

‘She’s getting cocky after just one strikeout!’

Nomura, whose pride had been hurt after striking out on three pitches, made a vow.

He would return this humiliation in kind.

Whoosh!

Thud!

“Strike!”

The post-Ohtani Shohei’s velocity had already surpassed that of his prime role model.

A low four-seam fastball.

161 km/h.

Soo-hyun in the batter’s box just watched the ball, not swinging her bat.

Whoosh!

Thud!

“Strike!”

A powerful 163 km/h four-seam fastball aimed at the outside corner.

Just watching it made the spectators gasp in admiration.

Soo-hyun was still standing in place, just watching the ball.

Whoosh!

Thud!

“Strike!”

“Batter out!”

164 km/h on the high inside.

As if paralyzed, Soo-hyun didn’t move a muscle.

Looking strikeout.

Change of sides.

Waaaaaaaaah!

\- Three-pitch strikeout!

\- Why did you finish it so quickly, Hiroyuki Nomura!

\- He returns the strikeout he suffered in the previous at-bat!

\- Jung Soo-hyun didn’t even get to swing her bat!

But Soo-hyun’s expression didn’t change.

Switching her helmet for a cap and putting on her glove, Soo-hyun returned to the mound.

‘He’s really fired up, Nomura.’

Nomura’s eyes were burning with intensity.

She could sense that the second at-bat would be different from the first.

Soo-hyun turned her head and made eye contact with Dae-joon in the dugout.

A rabbit-like gaze, clasping both hands and looking at her earnestly.

Hyung.

Why are you more nervous than I am?

Both hands up high.

Chest wide open.

Left leg raised high enough to touch her chest.

Windup.

Thud!

“Ball!”

A boob sinker aimed at the low outside corner.

The pitch was lower than intended, and it was called a ball.

Soo-hyun was planning to seal off her boob rider, which was unstable in terms of control against Nomura.

Although she had some success throwing one against Nam Gun-woo.

The risk of allowing a long hit was too great against a more experienced batter like Nomura.

And she had already decided on the change-up as her finishing pitch.

Thud!

“Strike!”

A boob sinker boldly aimed at the same course again entered the zone.

Nomura slightly shook his head in disappointment.

Ball count 1-1.

Soo-hyun’s choice was a high outside four-seam fastball.

Crack!

\- This hit is big!

\- The ball is flying along the line… and it curves outside the foul pole!

\- A foul is called on Nomura’s hit that almost ended the game!

\- Jung Soo-hyun gets a new lease on life!

Phew.

That was almost the end.

Now there was only one pitch left to throw, and only one place to throw it.

Whether it’s hit or not is out of the pitcher’s control.

Jung Soo-hyun’s pre-determined finishing pitch.

The titty change-up once again flew to the low outside corner.

Boing~

Crack!

The ball, hit on the upper part of the bat, soared high into the air.

It wasn’t a clean hit, but Hiroyuki Nomura’s beast-like power sent the ball soaring like a rocket.

During the time it took for the ball, which was declared in play, to fall to the ground.

The people in the stadium held their breath and just stared at the white ball.

\- Distance 73m!

\- Hiroyuki Nomura is in a favorable position to win!

Waaaaaaaaah!

In real baseball, it would have been a center field fly.

But in the Greatest Baseball Tournament, it becomes a variable in the winning equation that is far superior to a

ground ball single.

And Nomura’s hitting, which is specialized in getting the ball in the air.

It was a copy of Ohtani’s upper swing.

A tailor-made player who seemed to have played baseball for the Greatest Baseball Tournament.

No one doubted Hiroyuki Nomura’s victory.

\- Jung Soo-hyun steps into the batter’s box in a desperate situation.

\- The bunt goddess’s maximum distance in this tournament is 48m!

\- Can she surpass Nomura’s 73m record?!

Soo-hyun took a normal batting stance, just like in her first at-bat.

Now, no one was wondering why Soo-hyun wasn’t taking a bunt stance.

Of course, Nomura on the mound wasn’t either.

Hiroyuki Nomura was just disappointed that he couldn’t end the game with a home run.

Instead, I’ll end it with a three-pitch strikeout.

Nomura was determined.

Whoosh!

Whoosh-

Thud!

“Strike!”

Soo-hyun’s hero swing fell short of Nomura’s 164 km/h four-seam fastball.

A swing and a miss, completely mistiming the pitch.

Ball count 0-1.

Whoosh!

Whoosh-

Thud!

“Strike!”

\- Nomura’s fastball reaches 166 km/h!

\- As far as I know, it’s his personal best!

\- Hiroyuki Nomura is taking another step closer to Shohei Ohtani!

Soo-hyun’s swing was still mistimed.

Excited spectators began to stand up one by one.

To welcome the end of the tournament, which would soon end in a strikeout.

And to get a better look at the birth of the post-Ohtani.

Hiroyuki Nomura’s final choice was.

A sweeper that broke to the outside.

The 2023 World Baseball Classic final.

The pitch that Japan’s Shohei Ohtani struck out America’s Mike Trout with.

The very pitch that made young Nomura decide on his life’s role model.

And.

The very pitch that Jung Soo-hyun admired so much.

As Soo-hyun finished her batting preparation.

The scene of Nomura on the mound raising his left leg unfolded like slow motion.

Hey, Nomura.

Since when,

did you think I wasn’t using Boob Movement (EX)?

‘Shake it, Boob Movement (EX).’

[Boob Movement (EX) trait is activated]

Suddenly, Nomura’s vision blurred as he was winding up with his left leg raised.

The catcher’s mitt, which was held outside the strike zone, disappeared.

A forked wave of light washed over Nomura.

A wave so high that he couldn’t even think of avoiding it.

Nomura, who had unknowingly closed his eyes tightly, witnessed it.

Soo-hyun’s luscious breasts were shaking up and down, embracing the vitality of the primordial sea.

Whoosh~

Whoosh~

‘This is ridiculous!’

Nomura’s

brain ordered him to pull his release forward and spike the ball into the ground.

But that signal reached his right index and ring fingers after they had already fired the sweeper towards Soo-hyun’s chest.

Whoosh!

Nomura’s 139 km/h sweeper, aimed at Soo-hyun’s chest, headed towards the deepest part of the strike zone with tremendous horizontal movement.

Right in the middle.

‘Goodbye, Hiroyuki Nomura.’

Crack-!

Soo-hyun’s swing swept through the middle of the zone and hit the ball directly.

If there was no atmosphere on Earth.

So if sound didn’t exist.

It was a hit where even the batter wouldn’t know if they had hit the ball.

Her hands holding the bat felt nothing.

But the spectators were cheering.

Did I win, was it me who won?

After finishing her follow-through, Soo-hyun looked up to check the ball.

\- Ladies and gentlemen!

\- Can you believe it?!

\- This slender woman has defeated all the male players!

\- Jung Soo-hyun’s come-from-behind walk-off 107m home run!

\- The winner of the 4th Greatest Baseball Tournament is Korea’s baseball goddess, Jung Soo-hyun!

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah—-!!!

After checking the ball and finishing her bat flip celebration, the first person Soo-hyun looked for was Dae-joon in the dugout.

Dae-joon, who was looking at Soo-hyun with his hands raised like an idiot.

Soo-hyun ran towards Dae-joon with light steps.

“Coach!

“Can you believe it?

“They called me slender!”

“I weigh 68kg!”

“Soo-hyun.”

“You’re really…”

Dae-joon couldn’t continue.

Tears welled up in Dae-joon’s eyes and started to flow down his cheeks.

“I won!”

“I’m a pro baseball player now!”

“Soo-hyuuuuuuun!!!”

Dae-joon ran out onto the ground and hugged Soo-hyun, who was running towards him with open arms.

“Why are you crying!”

“It’s a good day!”

“Soo-hyun… you worked hard… you’re really something… you worked so hard…”

Seeing Dae-joon, who couldn’t stop crying, Soo-hyun also started to tear up a little.

But she also laughed when she saw Dae-joon giving her a ‘manner hug’ so as not to crush her chest.

Crying while laughing, laughing while crying.

Soo-hyun hugged Dae-joon with all her might.

My silly hyung.

Thank you.