Before Natsume Chikage left, quite a few female shogi players noticed him, and several shyly came up to strike up a conversation.
But he shook his head and turned them all down, leaving the place without looking back.
Meanwhile, in Tokyo Television's broadcast area.
The female host, Sawada Rika, received the latest data from the director—although Natsume Chikage had not appeared much during the livestream, every time he showed up on screen, he generated considerable attention and discussion on Twitter, the official account, and the streaming platform.
"Just as I thought." Sawada Rika's lips curled up slightly, pleased with her earlier judgment.
From the very beginning, she had keenly realized that once this exceptionally handsome boy appeared, he would surely draw countless viewers' eyes.
In this age where looks mattered, such a striking appearance was rare enough. Not to mention that he had won the first round.
Female viewers loved this type the most—a handsome and talented young man. Who wouldn't?
With that thought, Sawada Rika immediately called over the cameraman and assistant.
"Quick, let's find Natsume and get a post-match interview!"
She led her team briskly through the venue, eagerly searching for that familiar figure.
Yet when they finally found where Natsume Chikage had been, they were stunned to discover that he had already reached the venue exit.
"Wait!" Sawada Rika cried out, hurriedly leading her team toward the doors.
Unfortunately, they were too late.
By the time they arrived at the entrance, panting for breath, Natsume Chikage had long since vanished into the sea of people.
"Ugh..." Sawada Rika stomped her foot in frustration. "We were so close."
The cameraman and assistant exchanged helpless looks.
"It's fine." Sawada Rika quickly pulled herself together, determination glinting in her eyes. "During the next round, no matter what it takes, we