Coach Hanada wore his usual poker face, but he leaned to the side and said some words to one of the assistant coaches.
"Go grab the radar gun and get a measure on his pitches."
"Yes Coach."
Unaware of what was going on in the dugout, Ken squared up his shoulders and looked down at the batters box. Jun, the other Aoyama twin was waiting patiently, his sharp eyes staring down at the mound.
'That last pitch was off. Just pitch it into my glove Ken…' Shiro once again placed his glove on the outside, wanting to waste some pitches so the pitcher could get into a rhythm.
The next pitch came flying out of Ken's fingers, this time further outside instead of inside. Thanks to Shiro's good reflexes, he was able to reach his glove out in time and secure the ball.
"Ball."
Coach Hanada's eyes moved to the assistant coach who he talked to earlier, only to see he was still in the process of getting everything set up. He narrowed his eyes, focusing on Ken on the mound.
