I opened a shop on the Astral Train

Ayaka sat next to Kevin and naturally propped her feet up on the stool.

As they snacked on melon seeds, they chatted idly, the atmosphere light and relaxed.

Before long, it was March 7th's turn to take the stage.

March 7th strode onto the arena with confidence, her hands on her hips and her head held high.

"Sharpshooter! March 7th! Come on stage!" she declared boldly.

The crowd erupted into cheers. March 7th was young, vibrant, and undeniably talented, making her a favorite among the audience.

Hearing the applause, March 7th glanced toward the stands, locking eyes with Kevin. With a smirk, she tilted her chin up proudly.

Kevin scoffed, whispering teasingly to Ayaka, "Look at her, acting all dramatic! I bet she's going to destroy her opponent!"

Ayaka chuckled, nodding in agreement. "Yes, yes, Kevin is the best."

On the competition stage, the excitement was palpable. As March 7th basked in the crowd's adoration, the announcer's voice rang out.

"And now, her challenger—Diluc!"