First Round (2)

"Pay attention, old man." - Shun said in his head as he stepped into the batter's box.

[Hmph! I'm always paying attention, you brat!] - The old man huffed inside Shun's mind, clearly unhappy about receiving orders from the boy.

"Hehe, alright, let's get started..." - Shun gave a slight smile as he observed the tall pitcher on the mound. It was time to start his plan.

The pitcher began his wind-up and quickly threw the ball toward home plate. Shun paid close attention to every movement the opposing pitcher made, and as the ball left his hand, Shun could clearly see it.

A decent fastball, it was a good pitch for someone in middle school, but for Shun, who was used to Kohei's insane fastballs, this pitch wasn't anything special.

Shun clearly tracked the ball's path, but for some reason, he didn't swing and just watched the pitch land in the catcher's glove.

PAH

"Strike!"