CuteCookingCouple, Lightning912, and Tiamat55 left the Lobby after hanging for a few minutes. It was already late at night, and they apparently had personal streaming after this.
Only three people were left in the Lobby: Max, MadLad, who asked him to stay, and Alia Reaper.
"Sorry to keep you here for a bit longer, Breeze. There is sothing that I need to talk about with you. I don't think hiding this will make you feel at ease so… Well, it's related to what happened before the stream."
Alia explained as she sat down next to Max, just like their position before the gathering began. She looked a bit guilty as she scratched her cheek.
"I knew that you said you weren't uncomfortable, but I can't help but need to tell you about this." She said, looking at him. "Actually, they told the reason why they suddenly backed off from the gathering. Do you want to hear it, or do you prefer to be oblivious of it?"
'So there is indeed a reason beyond their sudden decision. But she hid it from the others, most probably because it's a troubleso reason.' Max thought as he looked at Alia.
To be honest, that wasn't important at all. But… learning from the past when he dealt with the three trolls from Midnight Heist, he probably needed to hear the reason from Alia.
'Knowing the reason might be the best just to be safe. If it's just because they are jealous or have an inferiority complex, then that's fine. But if they have hostile intentions against , then I could prepare for counterasures.'
"Please tell ."
"Alright."
According to Alia, she got the ssage from two strears she invited. Their nas were TofuMaster and Crispyninja, and both were male.
In the ssages, unpleasant words were thrown.
[TofuMaster: Why did you invite that fucking guy? I knew that you're not sincere and just want to embarrass us, bitch! Just because we're from Bear Agency that's not as famous as yours, you think you can do whatever you want to us?]
[Crispyninja: Bitch, whore, slut! You ass licker better lick that Breeze guy ass to gain fa. I won't do it. I am out. Don't ever invite again or soone from Bear Agency, you slut.]
When Max showed the ssages that Alia showed him, he furrowed his brows in displeasure. Not only that, he wondered about sothing.
"Are they fools?"
Sending a ssage filled with foul words was one thing, but they even ntioned their agency and called nas.
If these screenshots were spread on the internet, not only their nas but also their agency would get affected by it.
Alia shrugged her shoulders.
"I don't know."
"Heh, they are no fools." MadLad suddenly chirped in while sneering. He moved the glass in his hand around, looking at the golden liquid inside dancing. "No one is a fool when they have no brain to use to begin with."
The two of them looked at MadLad before bursting into laughter. That was correct. Everyone was equal if they had no brain to begin with! There were no smart people or fools.
"Can you give that screenshot? Ah, we also haven't exchanged contact information, right? Let's do it right now."
"Sure. I will send it through a ssage later." Alia said, "Oh, and as a thanks for being today's host, I will tell you sothing interesting."
"Sothing interesting?" Max inquired.
"Yes." She nodded and smiled. "In truth, so rumors have spread among agencies. There might be so strear contest soon aid at newbies. I said it's a contest, but it's just an annual event. I believe you've heard about Strear Wars?"
"Ah, I've heard about it."
No strears would be unaware of it. It was an event held by Punch, one that could be called prestigious. A strear only had one chance to enter this Strear Wars, as their newbie days were limited to a year.
"I heard from the head of my agency that Strear Wars will be held in Q3 of this year. For so reason, it's held 6 months early from last year. Well, it's just a rumor, but I think you want to inquire with your agency… or rather, Biozone Entertainnt, about this. They must've known better than ."
That was such important information.
From the start of his streaming journey, Max wanted to enter the Strear Wars. He had fond mories of cheering over newbie strears back when he was poor and had nothing at all.
Smiling gently, Max said, "Thank you, Alia. I appreciate it."
"Likewise. Let's et again soday!"
After bidding farewell, Max left the Lobby.
***
Flexy had seen better days. No… Today could even be called the worst day ever in this year for him.
"AAAAH, why the heck?! This is the worst!"
He threw a pillow to the ground. His smiling face was dominated by a displeased frown, feeling betrayed and frustrated by the news he had just received.
Sitting on his bed, he held his face. Lisa looked at him in silence; her expression was no better than Flexy's.
The reason behind this was simple. Two of his teammates in the Roach Planet competition suddenly said they couldn't join him. It was too sudden.
To be honest, Flexy didn't really mind them backing away. He could always seek a new teammate to join his 4-man team in Roach Planet. Not to brag, but he was confident that his friends would definitely help him, although their skill level probably couldn't be compared to his current team.
Yes, that wasn't a problem. The real problem was…
"How could they leave for our rival team?!"
They had known and had been training together for quite so ti. To think the leaving teammates would just abandon him and the other person like this just less than 3 weeks before the tournant… He felt really betrayed.
"Don't get mad, Marco. You know they want you to lose your cool and use this to lower your reputation. I told you that DizzyTop and Flatheadman couldn't be trusted."
"Yeah, I should've trusted you, Lisa."
His lover slash secretary's views on people had never been wrong before. Flexy regretted not trusting her words.
"But… should I really find new teammates? I better retire from the tournant altogether like this. My motivation has dried up after reading their ssages."
"You can't do that." Lisa shot down the idea with a glare. "You have announced your participation in the Biozone Monthly Segnt. If you take back your words now, then there will be consequences. Your followers and fans would be disappointed."
"I know… I know that, but… Where do I find players with their skill levels?" Flexy buried his face deeper in his hands. "Finding people who can compete with pro gars isn't easy. Tell , Lisa… Where can I find those kinds of people?"
Hearing her lover's rant, Lisa couldn't help but sigh.
'He's always so dull when he becos like this.' She thought, getting closer to him. Her hand extended to stroke his hair. 'Even though he actually can use this head to think if he's calm.'
She moved her hand to his ear and pulled it hard.
"Ouch ouch ouch! That hurts, Lisa!" Flexy scread painfully and tried to stop her. He managed to do so, but not before his left ear turned red. "What was that for?!"
"It's because you're being stupid right now," Lisa said bluntly. "Don't you have friends? Did you forget about the monster who can learn a ga easily and a genius who can compete against pro gars easily?"
Flexy blinked a few tis. At tis like this, he beca really dull and stupid. So, Lisa had to do all the brain work.
Once again, she let out a tired sigh and pulled his ear, bringing it close to her lips.
"I am talking about Breeze and StoneSword, stupid. If it's them, I believe that they can fill the void your forr teammates left behind. And I am also sure if you can get Breeze's agreent, getting StoneSword to join the group is easy."
"I know about that," Flexy said, pulling his head away from Lisa. "But Breeze has his Midnight Heist's competition. And StoneSword… he never joined any tournant before. He might refuse."
Hearing that excuse, Lisa beca angry and took a pillow from the bed to beat Flexy's up.
Thud thud thud!
"Just… Tell… Them! Invite them!"
"A-Alright! Give up! I give up!"
Facing the relentless attack from the deadly weapon, pillow, Flexy raised his hands in surrender and followed her suggestion.
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