The VR Capsules behind him shimred in neon light. All caras were rolling, and the professional staff was left to handle the shoot and real-ti editing.
The stream hadn't started yet, but this would be used for the loading screen later.
Max stood behind Flexy with the other mbers, just as instructed. Silently, he watched the incoming professional players.
'They are all fits, unlike gars from my past life.' He thought. Once again, he recognized the greatness of science.
Among them, 30% were won, which beca a bit of a surprise for him if he based it on his previous life E-sport scene where so gas' division was different between n and won. But, looking back at his team, he knew that they couldn't be underestimated.
'I am impressed, though. They aren't afraid of cockroaches… Or maybe they are? I don't know.'
The professional gars were used to this kind of scene, where they were greeted by caras. They waved their hands and posed. Flexy did a little speech as they walked and showed them the waiting room.
Only then did their team join the other in a small party. Even if it was called that, it was more like a gars gathering to eat together. The clock showed 2 PM, so the al put out was sothing pretty light. And because the Scrim would start soon, alcohol wasn't served to avoid a decline in performance.
Max stood in the corner while sipping an orange juice. Flexy was a way to communicate with other team leaders to talk about the Scrim. Only the mbers attended this party. Due to the duo lovers, Ferin and Atlas' popularity in their modeling and Horizon Online, many people surrounded them.
He couldn't help but chuckle when watching them try to hide their dissatisfaction, especially Ferin. But they had to act because there were also caras inside this party room.
Naturally, so people also glanced at him, interested in the super rookie nad Breeze. So gazes were also directed at Lily, who stood next to him.
"It's uncomfortable."
"Hmm?"
"The gazes… They are similar to the ones I received at my family party." Lily explained while pretending not to care. "Filled with jealousy."
Indeed.
So of the won were looking at her with clear jealousy in their eyes. Probably because they envied her almost-perfect appearance. Even in a bright orange jacket filled with sponsorship that Flexy gave them as a uniform, Lily's beauty hadn't been reduced much. It was on par with Ferin, a world-class model.
But Max was focused on sothing else. The gazes the girls directed at Lily weren't strange at all. They were pretty normal.
He didn't like how so people whispered while looking at them. He also didn't know what they talked about, but so were laughing after glancing at him. They definitely talked about nothing good.
"Well, yeah. It's suffocating." He said, agreeing with Lily.
She nodded and stayed silent.
After a few minutes of silence and only drinking juices on the corner, four young n approached them. One of them had a striking appearance, blond hair with black earrings on his ears. He was smirking confidently and looked extrely arrogant.
'Team Vorpal.' Max secretly eyed them and read the team they belonged to, 'One of the favorites to lose in an early round.' He added without changing his expression.
They stopped in front of the pair, and the blond-haired man raised his hand.
"Hi, nice to et you. I am Gallant, real na Evan George." He spoke in a flirtatious tone. "How are you, cutie? May I know your na?"
A bright smile flashed, and he showed off his white teeth. From how he spoke, he was ignoring Max and only looked at Lily.
The other behind him laughed openly.
They didn't seem to notice that the atmosphere had dropped several degrees. Even the players nearby noticed it and walked away from the group.
"What do you want?" Lily asked in a cold tone enough to chill the room, her expression soured at once.
"Whoa, how wild." The man who introduced himself as Evan George chuckled, ignoring her venomous words. "Don't be like that, miss. You will develop a wrinkle on your lovely face if you are that sensitive. How about we share a drink and have a talk to get to know each other more?"
His hand shot toward Lily's face. At this ti, Max had enough. He stepped forward with a soft smile and blocked his hand for her.
"I think that's enough. She clearly doesn't want to be with you."
"Hah?" Evan frowned, clearly dissatisfied with Max's involvent. He didn't even try to hide it. "Move while I am still being lenient or…"
"Or what?" Max asked in a soft tone, hiding his anger underneath a flowery word. Unlike the man before him, he could always control his emotions. "Hit ? Sue ? Talk with ? Go ahead."
"Do you even know who you are talking to?"
"A rude man who hit a girl that clearly doesn't want to talk to him."
He shot down his words with a snort filled with sarcasm.
"Or could it be you're a son of a conglorate? A noble? Or maybe a royalty? If so, please forgive , Your Majesty. I need to tell you that what you did earlier was rude behavior that only a bastard did. For your own reputation, I advise you never to do that again.
But as far as I know, you're just a nobody."
Veins popped up on Evan George's temple. His head was boiling in embarrassnt. It wasn't supposed to go like this. He was a professional gar with a handso face. In the secret ranking that only won knew, he was ranked 9!
Everyone laughed. Many people didn't interfere and only watched as if they knew this wouldn't escalate any further. And they whispered to each other.
"Well, look at that Gallant. He hit on that girl and got embarrassed instead."
"His courage needs to be praised, hahaha. Even I try not to greet Breeze and talk to them because LilyPixel looks like in a bad mood."
"Does he not know who she is? That's impossible. Anyone who follows strears or at least watches them surely knows who LilyPixel is."
"Too bad Breeze stepped forward. While his words are harsh, he saved that boy from getting destroyed."
"That Gallant is lucky StoneSword didn't see this. He will say goodbye to his gaming career if that siscon catches the drift of what happened."
Unlike the angry Gallant, his teammates were able to hear what other people talked about. Their faces paled.
"Hey, I think it's bad continuing this. Maybe you don't know because you just stepped into the professional scene for less than a month, but that girl is dangerous. Let's go." He patted Gallant's shoulder in an attempt to calm him down.
"Hah?!"
Blinded by anger, the blond-haired guy glared at his teammates. However, the other party looked back calmly.
"Just follow my word right now if you want to stay in the team. The leader will kill you if he knows you hit on a girl before an important practice match."
Hearing that, Gallant clicked his tongue. "Tsk!"
He glared at Max for the last ti before walking away.
"I won't forget this."
Their appearance and their disappearance were like those of a third ti criminal in a movie. Max's anger disappeared in the middle of their conversation. Gallant was just a clown.
Still, that clown dared to bother them. His smile turned into a feral grin, but he quickly wiped it off and turned to Lily.
"Are you okay?"
"Un." She nodded and smiled, "I was okay, but thank you."
"You're welco." He said.
Observing them from the sideline was Ferin and Atlas. The platinum-haired girl who saw everything secretly texted her other friend.
[Ferin: Ya! A naless runt nad Evan George, tagna Gallant, hit your sister. Breeze stops him, but I think that man will try to do sothing to both of them. I leave the rest to you!]
"Hehehe." A mischievous giggle escaped her lips, and it didn't escape her boyfriend.
"What are you trying to do?"
"Nothing." Ferin closed the small screen next to her and smiled brightly at him, "I just think there will be a bloodbath later."
"…" Atlas looked at her while holding on to the urge to sigh, "Just don't get yourself involved directly, or Breeze won't be able to blow his steam."
"Hehe, I won't."
The party continued as if nothing had happened afterward. The couple joined Max and Lily and talked until the leader returned from their eting and joined.
And then, at 4 PM…
"It's ti."
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