The tournament hall was slowly getting filled with spectators.
The Professional League was still underway, and it would take a couple more days to wrap up, so most of the spectators just stayed on the first floor.
It was because the Amateur League was ending today, and the new winner would be crowned as champion.
Seats got filled. The atmosphere was tense and exciting. It was loud, like in a concert.
"…Who do you think will?"
"…Hmm, I don't know. Remu is the most senior player left in the tournament, and I think he has a really strong chance to win it all."
Couple players whispered among themselves, and then, their sight to the tables was blocked as a group of players walked past them.
They took seats right in front of them, and a couple of them were quite tall, so it was hard for them to see.
"Hey, can y—"
One of them was about to speak, but then his friend stopped him with a grave look on his face, as if he didn't want him to.
"Don't… Look at the back of their jackets."
