The first day of the competition ended in an extremely depressing atmosphere. The victors didn't seem particularly happy, while the defeated players weren't especially despondent either.
The originally planned raffle and post-match interviews wrapped up hurriedly. Media reporters didn't even feel like going through the motions; they asked a few questions before rushing to the other side, where they began excitedly taking notes.
The venue, which had just been bustling, became exceptionally desolate, and the staff responsible for wrapping up seemed to lose their souls as they listlessly went about their tasks, stealing glances at the match happening across from them.
James had wanted to scold them, after all, it was my money that was paying for their work!
Even if it wasn't much, they were still paid!
But he himself was so dispirited that he didn't even want to speak; he could only sit on the steps in front of the venue, watching the surge of excitement across from him.
