'144km per hour!?'
Coach Hanada's eyes widened in disbelief after seeing the outlandish number on the radar gun.
How could a first year high school student at the age of only 15 or 16 possess such strength?
Hiroki who had faced the ball head on suddenly reevaluated the person on the mound. He had been so surprised by the sudden speed that he did not even have a chance to swing at the ball.
"Nice pitch. Throw me another."
Instead of being cowed by the intense speed of the pitch, Hiroki felt his fighting spirit ignite. It wasn't often that one could face such fast balls against high schoolers, let alone a first year.
"Heh, you don't have to tell me twice." Ken responded, his face still burning with determination.
Shiro was still staring at the ball in his glove, not even noticing that Ken was waiting on the mound for him.
"Timeout please."