Bab 135: Showdown (1)

"S-Strike."

The umpire finally made the call, breaking through the silence.

Yuta felt his hand turn numb from catching the cannonball that was sent his way.

'Damn, has he always thrown that fast?'

He stared at the ball that had taken a while to stop spinning even after he caught it in his glove. It was as if the ball had a mind of its own.

Only after a few seconds was he able to collect himself and throw the ball back to Ken. Although he was shocked in his mind, he outwardly tried not to show it. 

He had caught hundreds if not over a thousand of Ken's pitches in practice, yet none of them had been this fast. It was like he was a completely different pitcher in a real game.

"Nice pitch." He called out.

Once again Ken got into position, waiting for the batter to come to his senses. Although it wouldn't matter considering he wouldn't even be able to catch a whiff of the next two balls.