The first rays of dawn filtered through the inn's curtains, casting a soft golden glow over the wooden floors. Seiryuu High's team was already awake, bustling through the corridors and dining area, the echoes of camaraderie and determination filling the air. Yesterday's victory had bolstered their spirits, but the tension of what lay ahead remained palpable.
Jack Mercer had been unusually cryptic about the arrival of the other teams, brushing off every attempt to get specifics with a nonchalant, "You'll see soon enough." His vague responses only fueled the team's curiosity, and as they gathered in the dining hall for breakfast, the anticipation was thick enough to cut with a knife.
Aiko, as usual, was at the helm of organization, orchestrating the morning routine like a maestro conducting a symphony. With her mother assisting in the kitchen, the team was treated to a hearty meal of rice, grilled fish, and miso soup—a breakfast designed to fuel both body and spirit.