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It was the Deimon DevilBats' daily practice, or mostly, daily torment by the commander from hell, Hiruma Youichi. And I, Suzuna Taki am walking to the club room to meet the other members. Nobody were there, I was going to open the club door until I heard it… "With just one person, it's just too much for Hiruma-kun, having to giving advice in the middle of the game. Now he's just kicking people and shouting at them…" I knew that voice. The beloved manager, Mamori-neechan. "I guess so. That guy takes on a lot by himself." A male voice replied. It was Doburoku-sensei's, our alcoholic coach. "But this is not the two or three person