"Hey, hey! Let's cheer for all the success that we have achieved so far! Cheers for ourselves!"
"Cheers!"
They were currently at the local restaurant, having a big launch together after the eighth round of the tournament was over. Even though, just like the usual, no alcohol was involved, the atmosphere was quite festive, with everyone chatting there, relaxedly. Of course, as the one who had just come here, Sheva became the main focus instantly, especially the trophy that he brought here.
"Damn… So, this is the trophy, huh? It is way different than the one from the national tournament…" Nayaka stared at it longingly. "Brother Sheva, when do you think I will be at the level to get this kind of trophy?" He asked, yet his mind was still wandering far.
