The Internet cafe kept its silenced status. It was a persistent effect, starting from day one, when Team Happy was attacked on all sides by the crowd, to Easy Bro being launched into the air by Soft Mist’s Sky Strike.

The projector screen displayed a giant "Glory!" It looked repulsive in everyone’s eyes. Easy Bro felt ashamed.

But he refused to accept the result. He felt like he had the ability, but he somehow wasn’t able to fully display it. He thought it was most likely because his hands weren’t warmed up yet or perhaps because he had underestimated the opponent.

"Oh? Not bad. It looks like I’ll need to be serious." Easy Bro hastily said, propping himself up.

There were no cheers of support from the crowd.

The crowd didn’t know what Easy Bro was thinking right now, but from what they saw, Easy Bro had been on the losing side the entire time. He was led around the nose up until his death. That should be because of a wide gap in skill, not an issue of being serious, no?

Anxious t