Bab 471: Game Set (1)

'All bets are off… A single mistake and we lose.' Daichi thought, his gaze moving to the immaculate figure in the batters box.

Daichi was feeling the pressure of the moment. It was as if all eyes were on him, even if it wasn't the case.

In fact, Ken was probably garnering the most attention in this moment. He held the hopes of not only his teammates, but his home country on his back.

Daichi could only imagine the suffocating pressure on Ken's shoulders right now. As he gazed at his brother upon the mound, the afternoon sun appeared on the horizon behind Ken, casting a long shadow in front of him.

As his figure moved, the shadow morphed, reminiscent of a giant tree in the wild breeze.

WHOOOOSH

PAH

"Strike."

The fastball was sent rocketing into Daichi's glove as he felt his hand begin to tingle. After catching 80+ 100mph fastballs, his hand was beginning to grow numb.