The midday sunlight was unusually scorching, shining straight down on the arena and adding a touch of heat to its atmosphere.
The competitors from Kyoto and Tokyo had all taken their places in the stands on either side of the ring.
Meanwhile, Principal Gakuganji and Principal Yaga sat quietly in the central stands, silently waiting for the match to begin.
As for Satoru Gojo, he stood high in the stands, holding up a microphone he had produced from somewhere and enthusiastically testing it toward the empty grounds. Apparently, he had appointed himself the match's exclusive host.
"Hello, hello, hello-can you hear me-hello-"
Utahime Iori stood beside him, looking utterly speechless and rolling her eyes practically to the heavens.
"Satoru Gojo, can't you behave yourself for once?" Utahime Iori said through gritted teeth. She was on the verge of losing her mind.
Satoru Gojo ignored her completely. At some point, the bandages over his eyes had been replaced with a pair of oddly shaped black sunglasses. Rather than reining himself in, he only grew more enthusiastic.
Streamer Boy Satoru Gojo was officially online.
"Students!!! Teachers!!! The long-awaited individual matches of the Sister Goodwill Event are finally here! I'm sure everyone has been eagerly anticipating this since yesterday's team event ended. Now, the individual matches are about to begin! No flashy gimmicks, no complicated, redundant rules-just clashes of sheer strength, all-out contests of bodies and cursed techniques!"
"Our teacher looks really enthusiastic," Yuta Okkotsu said softly from the stands, watching the energetic white-haired man above.
"He sure does." Panda nodded too.
"Salmon," Inumaki uttered, though whether he was agreeing or making a quip was unclear.
In the center of the stands, Masamichi Yaga helplessly pressed a hand to his forehead. "Satoru Gojo... is fooling around again."
Satoru Gojo worked the crowd with