Forearm Drive

Kein kept on throwing the balls into the basket, so that the balls inside and outside the field showed the results of his throws. Davies, who'd turned up out of the blue, decided to keep an eye on them without letting on. He could watch his colleague, who kept encouraging Kein to keep doing the same movements.

Meanwhile, Kein was pushing himself to the limit, repeating the same movement repeatedly.

"Hahaha, you really are a talented coach, Gilbert. "But don't torture your students or you'll never get anything." Davies chuckled from behind a slightly open door, quietly walked in and decided not to show up until training was over.

Meanwhile, Kein's breathing became slightly laboured as he collected all the balls after the last ball had been launched.

"How is that? Are your hands used to it?" Gilbert asked, sounding cheerful.

"I'm not sure." "Perhaps I'll have to have my hand operated on or get a massage to relieve the pain."