The Coercion of Scum

I slurped instant noodles refreshingly, and at the same time, decided to go to the standings to check the rankings after the afternoon game. Of course, at this moment, I am also thinking about how to trip up the class B people.

But don’t look at me sitting in a desperate manner. Actually, I’ve already thought about it. Because of the previous communication with Sunflower, she seems to want me to reconcile with Jasmine, but Jasmine shouldn’t be able to listen now. Enter what I said, so you have to wait until you defeat her before you force her to listen to what I say.

Just as I was feasting, a small voice came over.

"Why do you not cherish your body so much?"

Hey?

I looked at the door of the classroom. At the lunch time, everyone was either going to the cafeteria or outside the school. Shion appeared at the door with her arms akimbo. After meeting my sight, she seemed to sigh, and then stepped gracefully. Steps came to my side.

"Ayu, there is something wrong with you."

She sat on the table in front of me, crossed her arms and put her head on it, just looking at me in a lazy posture.

After speaking, she also blew a gust of wind on my steaming instant noodles.

"Aster..."

"Sure enough, you are autistic? Why did you disappear after the game in the morning? You are hiding here to eat instant noodles?"

Her tone was a bit complaining, but because she was really right, I could only be silent.

"No, I just think I'm going to play in the afternoon, so I need to add some energy."

"Rely on instant noodles?"

"...I'll have a sports drink later."

Shion’s sharp speech made me laugh dumbfounded, and I could only find a way to fool it.

But what she said made me understand more deeply, and sure enough, I am too serious about this victory and defeat, and I am too devoted, and as a result, I don't even have any appetite.

Shion sighed again, then cast a bitter look at me.

"Although I know you are arguing with her, you can't punish yourself, right?"

"I do not have……"

The hand holding the chopsticks was hard for an instant, and I almost broke the wooden chopsticks, but I had to lower my voice when she stabbed the chopsticks.

Then Shion suddenly touched the back of my hand with her warm and delicate hand.

"Ayu... I'm going to a tennis match this afternoon."

"Yes... That's it, you must come on."

I smiled frankly at her and wished her sincerely.

After all, this is a point-related project.

"Then I saw Jasmine's name on the list."

"..."

My thoughts couldn't help but start wandering beyond the sky again.

Because at the beginning of school, Shion and Jasmine had a battle on the tennis court, but at that time Jasmine was tripped by me and installed special devices on her body that hindered her performance. As a result, she not only failed miserably, but she was also embarrassed. I'm really a scumbag.

"Then you... come on and beat her."

"Of course, I used to abuse her body completely, and now I have trained in the tennis club, and I'm even stronger."

Shion grinned. This sunny and unintended look made me feel really warm.

So I nodded.

"I will start the e-sports competition at 1 o'clock, because I have to play the knockouts first, all of which are bo1. It is estimated that the finals will be 4/5 o'clock. At that time, I will go to the tennis court to cheer you on."

"Yeah, Ayu, you will definitely win the championship if you are so good."

"Hehe, of course, the whole school champion."

I smiled, then buried my head in eating the noodles, and ate the last part of the instant noodles happily, and hiccuped by the way.

This afternoon is our advantage project, so we must get some points back! !

E-sports competition, the project is DOTA, the game venue is the school's computer room, and it is a year-round chaos. It needs to go through rounds of screening. In order to save time, we will choose BO1 from beginning to end.

After an appointment with Zhijiu and the others, at 12:55, we arrived at one of the school's two computer rooms on time.

This is our competition venue, because there are a lot of computers, enough for more than a dozen games in the knockout stage, which greatly improves the efficiency, and the two computer rooms represent the upper and lower halves, and each computer room decides the winner. The only team will move to the stadium and play the finals there.

"Hehe, it's very lively."

I looked at a group of people sitting in front of the computer eager to try, and the banner of "Rencha Middle School Games·E-Sports Project War Zone" in front of me, and I was full of emotion.

Chihisa stabbed me in the shoulder.

"Hey, it seems that the student council president is still a bit interesting. Being able to play games in school is something that I didn't even dare to think about before."

"Hehe, that's right."

I also smiled and nodded, and then took a seat under the guidance of the referee.

This room is already crowded, and many teams are starting to compete intensively, but after all, it’s an informal knockout. Everyone seems to be able to listen to other people’s conversations and see other people’s screens at will. The result is mocking each other and peeping at the screen. Incidents emerge in endlessly, making a small computer room just like a vegetable market.

"Start a group, start a group! Don't do it!"

After almost 10 minutes, we were completely immersed in this joyful atmosphere.

In the first game, we easily won with a quick push lineup.

In the second game, we used the push-tower lineup to break the ground.

In the third round, we used the fight lineup to kill the opponent on the spot.

As the rounds of competition progressed, the atmosphere on our side became more and more enthusiastic.

"Hahahaha, so cool, the other party is too good."

"I can't meet an opponent who can struggle at all, hahahaha."

When I was talking and laughing with everyone, I also secretly paid attention to my surroundings.

According to my observation, the team of Class B is not in this computer room, it seems to be in another half area.

Regarding this, I feel both happy and regretful. First of all, I don’t need to see Zhiying’s stinky face, but I’m also a bit regretful that I can’t end him personally. After all, stepping on him under my feet and taunting him can make me regain my momentum. City.