As soon as Tatsuo stepped off the field, Ken felt his body relax a little. The earlier hot sensation seemed to have disappeared, hinting that the showdown skill had now lost its effect.
Ken let out a hollow chuckle. Despite only pitching 3 times, he felt as if he'd been out under the morning sun for at least an hour. Sweat trickled down his face and he felt a certain sense of accomplishment.
Yet his job was far from over.
"Batting Second, Left Outfield, Chiharu"
The next Shinjuku batter was now up. Surprisingly, he seemed timid, almost as if he'd lost his confidence before heading onto the field.
This didn't escape Yuta's perception, as the Smiling Buddha called for a nasty inside fastball without hesitation.
Ken tried his best not to show any emotion in front of the batter, however inwardly he was cursing the guy. Since Daichi had taken over his spot in his previous life, he never got to know this side of his Senpai.