"What's going on?" someone from the crowd wondered aloud to their friends. "Why is Senior Atlas standing over there? Shouldn't Senior Hugo be doing that, considering he even beat Senior Max in the jump ball?"
"Look at them… not saying Atlas is short, because he's still taller than average. But in front of Max, whose body was built for this game, he looks like a child."
"Is Atlas hiding a special skill? Can he jump higher than Hugo?"
"Just what is Team Hugo trying to achieve now? I'm getting very nervous — oh my god, I'm freaking out!"
"Senior Atlas~! You can do it~!"
As the crowd started whispering to one another, the basketball team, who were sitting with the crowd near Charles's bench, gazed at Charles's back.
"Uncle Charles, back then, was our great motivator," one of the professional players muttered. "And although back then it felt like he was just looking down on us, as adults, I respect his way of training."