Diamond no Ace: My Sharingan

To Zhou Hao, Inashiro Industrial's defense looked airtight—like an impenetrable net.

At first glance, there were no weaknesses. Their positioning was flawless. But the moment Zhou Hao activated his Sharingan, everything changed.

What once appeared perfect now lit up with invisible cracks—loopholes only he could see.

Zhou Hao's eyes narrowed as he studied the field through his crimson lenses.

In his mind, he simulated each swing, each angle, each ricochet.

"There it is... Inashiro's weak point."

A faint smile tugged at his lips.

Now he just had to exploit it.

Meanwhile, behind the plate, the Inashiro catcher noticed Zhou Hao's smirk.

It wasn't just confidence—it was like the Seidou freshman already knew he'd connect.

"You cocky little brat... You think Yuki's pitches are that easy to hit?"

His teeth clenched in frustration.

"We've got to get him out this time. We can't let this first-year show off again!"

In truth, none of Inashiro's players believed they'd done poorly so far.

And yet... the scoreboard said otherwise.

1–0.

They were trailing.

And with the way Seidou was playing, making up that run wouldn't be easy.

The pressure mounted.

They knew better than to panic—but when you're out on the field, staring down a first-year rookie who keeps hitting your Ace?

Patience starts to wear thin.

Up on the mound, Yuki took a deep breath as he received the catcher's signal.

He clenched the baseball tightly.

"I get it."

As Inashiro's Ace, he couldn't lose.

Not to anyone—and definitely not to a rookie.

"I'll treat him like I would Azuma Kiyokuni...

And shut him down."

Eyes narrowing, Yuki wound up and launched the ball.

"Whoosh!"

His focus was razor-sharp—like a predator going in for the kill.

"Let's see you hit this!"

But to Zhou Hao, watching the pitch with his Sharingan, it was all crystal clear.

The baseball glided in with elegant precision.

A work of art... but Zhou Hao wasn't there to admire it.

He was there to destroy it.

"Perfect ball... even better hit."

He lowered his stance, and as the pitch closed in—

"Ping!"

Clean contact.

The ball flew off the bat, tearing toward the exact gap Zhou Hao had spotted earlier.

"He hit it again!"

The Seidou crowd exploded with cheers.

Even the bench was in awe.

Everyone knew how deadly Yuki was.

Seidou's seniors had already fallen to him—time and again.

So even after Zhou Hao's earlier hit, most expected him to strike out this time.

After all, lightning doesn't strike twice... right?

But it just did.

"It's through!"

"Second hit!"

Zhou Hao's ball bounced perfectly into a dead zone in Inashiro's defense.

By the time anyone got to it, he was already safely standing on first.

Seidou's dugout erupted.

"Safe at first!"

"No outs, runner on first!"

Smiles spread wide across the faces of coaches and players alike.

"This guy's unreal."

"He's not just lucky. He's consistent."

"It's like he's playing with a 100% hit-rate buff."

"Amazing..."

On the other side, Inashiro's bench had gone completely quiet.

Even the once-chattering first-years had nothing to say.

They just stared.

Watching Zhou Hao on first base, the gap between them became obvious.

They'd laughed off the "super rookie" before the game began.

Now?

They couldn't deny it.

"If I were in his shoes, I wouldn't have done any better... maybe worse."

Narumiya Mei, who'd been silent until now, finally spoke.

"It's not over yet."

His voice carried weight—and tension.

Because next up?

Seidou's third batter.

"Now batting, number 3, first baseman—Yuki Tetsuya!"

Seidou's only run so far had come from a combo between Yuki and Zhou Hao.

Now the duo was back together, standing on the same stage again.

And everyone—on both sides—knew:

Seidou's chances of scoring just skyrocketed.

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