"I was hoping he'd be able to make it today…" Tatsuya admitted, looking downcast.
Kenji paused, not knowing what to say. He had also been in a bit of a mood after not seeing his father in the crowd, so it would be hypocritical to admonish his cousin for the same thing.
"I think Grandma is filming, so make sure you hit it big so you can brag to your dad after alright?" He said eventually, patting the teen on the shoulder.
Tatsuya nodded eventually, though his reaction didn't seem all that enthusiastic.
With no time to spare, Kenji grabbed his wooden bat and ascended the stairs onto the field. He weighed the bat in his hand and entered his stance, taking a few practice swings.
Unlike his father and uncle who were power hitters, Kenji was a lead-off batter or someone who would be referred to as a table setter. His ability to make contact with any pitch and his running speed were a big reason why he was sought after by so many scouts.
