Sheva let out a deep sigh as he left the official media booth of the tournament. While he himself wasn't the camera-phobic person he was last year, talking directly with two legendary figures was somehow exhausting mentally. It wasn't like he was in awe of them, but their intelligence demanded that Sheva rack his brain hard at any question they threw.
'As expected of those two, they are so profound even with their questions.' He let out another deep sigh, yawning a little while also trying to stretch his stiff body.
Once he was out of the venue, though, the boy was greeted by Bagas's teasing smile. "Yo, Big Shot! How is it going? I heard that you want to be in the candidate tournament next year, huh? Tsk, tsk, tsk… What an ambitious fellow…"
