"He talks in his sleep, with his eyes open!" A look of horror washed over his face, as if he recollected something.
Daichi shuddered in response, not expecting such a quirk.
"I… I'm sorry for your loss." He said simply before power-walking away to the elevator.
'It has nothing to do with me!' Daichi shouted inwardly.
***
Ken stepped onto the field at Rodgers stadium, feeling the morning sun shine down upon him. They had lost the coin toss and would be fielding first against Cuba.
His gaze fell upon the tall figure of Kei on the mound and couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Of course he was lucky to still be a part of the starting line up, but he still wanted to pitch.
"Play ball!"
Ken quickly shook these thoughts out of his head. Masayuki was no longer covering for him, which meant the training wheels were off essentially.
'I can't get complacent.' He thought.