Become a better baseball player

You hesitated for a while, before you sighed. While you really did hope you weren't being filmed, you knew Emilia wouldn't just leave you in a room with all this expensive stuff without someone keeping tabs on you. Honestly though, what is one stupid moment now, in this room, compared to all the other stupid and embarrassing moments you could think of during your college career? The list was endless. Giving this a shot felt about as silly as wishing on a shooting star or something, so it wasn't even that big of an embarrassment.

You plucked up the coin from the table, inspecting it carefully. One side had a woman's head, the other side a man's. From what little you could understand from the inscription, it looked like you were looking at portraits of Venus and Mars. That's not really useful... heads or tails is such an easier thing to remember than dude head and lady head. Even in just being a regular dumb coin, you were less and less impressed by the moment.

"Alright fine, well like I said, if you can hear me, I'm not consenting to you putting anything online!" you said for safety's sake. And then you grasped the coin tightly. You didn't know if you needed to do that or not, but it felt like something to do.

"I want to be better at baseball. Maybe I can get onto the team at school and make it into the pros if this really works." You opened your hand, and stared at the coin. Did it glow a little just then? You waited, but didn't feel anything.

Wait, there was something you were missing. What was it Emilia said you had to do? "Oh, right. Flipping."

You braced yourself for whatever the side effects might be, and then you flipped the coin onto the table in front of you.