At the bottom of the 7th, Osaka were starting with their 3rd batter. Both he and Daichi had gotten onto base in the 4th, though they weren't able to convert it into any runs.
Ken approached the mound and got into position, a grin forming on his face.
'Let's see how you go picking my pitches now?' He thought smugly.
Since Osaka had found out a way to pick his pitches through his pitching action, Ken had almost been caught out in this match. Were it not for the sheer speed of his pitches, he would have been picked apart.
Yet now that he knew what those pesky guys had been doing, he'd be able to use it to his advantage.
"Batting 3rd, Pitcher, Yatsuo"
Yatsuo stepped into the batters box, his large frame taking up a lot of the space provided. He wore a serious expression that screamed he wanted to hit the ball.
