บท 472: Game Set (2)

Due to the excessive powder on his fingertips, he wasn't able to get enough spin on the ball, which meant the next fastball would be lacking movement.

His eyes locked onto the ball, watching its course.

"Hmph!"

WHOOOOOSH

DONG

Leo smacked the ball, popping it high into the air. He looked at it briefly before clicking his tongue in annoyance as it went into the foul zone.

Ken breathed a sigh of relief. If that ball had been struck properly, the game would have been over.

Just as he was returning to his position on the mound and was about to call for a new ball, he heard the crowd gasp collectively.

"What's happening?" Ken muttered, looking around the field.

While he'd been preoccupied, a figure had his eyes on the foul ball that had been popped into the air. He ran towards the edge of the field and didn't think twice before standing on the rolled up tarp.

"Kuro!?"

The whole field was shocked at his next move.