Meanwhile, on the stand, three suspicious adults with sunglasses and Hawaiian shirts nodded slightly, taking some notes in a little book each one of them brought before the game began. The scene of them sitting together like this was so creepy, and if anyone didn't know better, people would think that they were a bunch of perverts eyeing the boys on the pitch.
"Hmm… Not bad…" The first man hummed while playing around with his pen. "It seems Hokkaido's level has been increasing again this year. We cannot be left behind, right?"
The second man, though, unexpectedly, scowled without hesitation. "I don't care about that Hokkaido team, but what the hell is that performance from Echigo?! They play like they have been starving for a full month, for God's sake!"
"Yeah, I mean, I am usually not that harsh for a school coming from Niigata, but this? I think, not picking them here will also be a form of mercy to themselves." The third man said with a tone full of solemnity.
