The atmosphere was boiling over, and the massive wheels of the bus arrived at the crowded Shengong Stadium, carrying the scorching breath of summer.
In the VIP seats at Shengong Stadium were Dubian Che, Jiutiao Meijie, Jiutiao Zhenji, Kiyono Youko, and Kiyono Lin—seated in that order.
Unlike the crammed and sun-exposed spectator stands, this spot was spacious enough, and there was free air conditioning.
"There's so many people," Dubian Che remarked with some surprise.
The temperature was not low today either. He had thought that it would be pretty good if two-thirds of the seats were filled under the glaring sun.
He had clearly underestimated the passion for baseball among the people of the Island Country.
The Shengong Stadium, capable of accommodating thirty thousand people, was nearly full.
"Mr. Dubian doesn't understand baseball?" Mrs. Kiyono asked him.
