Becoming a grandmaster before the new year was coming.
That ant he had to put up the sa level of performance that he had done in Reykjavik twice more in the next seven months. For a player whose rating had just crossed the 2300 threshold, this seed like a mission impossible for Sheva.
Still, Sheva had a system inside his head, and that was the source of his confidence. Moreover, the massive update the system had a few days ago would also help him get better in the future. So, yeah, even though from the outside perspective, it would take a miracle for him to repeat his wonderful performance in Reykjavik twice more in seven months, Sheva was confident he could pull this off.
Well... That was before he knew the privilege he got from this sponsorship.
After Sheva heard what Dina just said a mont ago, his brain froze, couldn’t even process whether this was a reality or so sort of novel plot coming from the cheap website that Bagas always liked to read. Then, the mont realization sank in, a huge boulder seed to fall on his shoulder, a taphorical statent to picture how huge the pressure he felt.
Not that anyone could bla the boy, of course. The blank check he received was indeed too much, and it would be bad if he failed to et the expectation. That was why the first question that popped up inside his head was the worst-case scenario possible.
"What would happen if I couldn’t beco a GM in seven months?" He asked carefully. "I an, would I need to pay back the money spent for ?"
"Not so confident with yourself?" Dina chuckled amusedly at his reaction. "Well, I couldn’t bla you. The money that would be spent on this sponsorship will indeed be a lot. However, let tell you sothing. For a company as big as ours, the money we spend on you is going to be like a drop of water in an ocean. Don’t worry about bleeding us to death, because I can assure you that it is impossible to do that."
Well... That was... Reassuring.
Sheva was also dumbfounded at how arrogant the woman’s statent was. Not like she didn’t have any reason to be timid, of course, since the company she represented right now was one of the biggest in the country.
"So, how is it? Do you have the confidence to do that?" Dina asked the sa question once again, this ti with a teasing smile.
Sheva pondered for a mont, trying to clear his mind first. Then, he recalled how Dina answered the last question and decided to ask the sa thing again. "Well, sorry, Mrs., but you haven’t answered my question before. If I am not obliged to return the money, then what is the consequence if I fail to do so?"
"Well, if I have to say a consequence... It should be that the sponsorship is going to be stopped imdiately. Other than that, I can assure you that we wouldn’t give you a harsh punishnt or sothing like that." The woman gave the answer quickly.
However, if anything, the answer only made Sheva feel like this was so sort of scam. After all, what kind of company was willing to invest in soone blindly like this? Oh, well, there was Bagas and his family in the past, but that was because they knew him for so long! This ti, this woman, Wahyu Satyawan, and the BNI company didn’t even know anything about him! Hell, this should be their first ti eting each other! How could they invest money so... Recklessly like this?
"I can assure you that this is a serious one," Dina added, seeming to notice the doubt on Sheva’s expression. "For you, the amount of money spent here might be big, but for us, it really doesn’t matter that much. This is just Mr. Wahyu trying to have fun, gambling on sothing that he likes. Just think of it like a football club trying to buy a youngster. They might fail most of the ti, but if the club gambles on the right player, the future would look bright."
’So, I am just an object to be gambled on, huh?’ Sheva smiled wryly at the implication of her words. Still, to think that the amount of money he thought to be too much could be considered as pocket money for gambling... Honestly, Sheva couldn’t imagine how wealthy the man, Wahyu Satyawan, was. ’System, you really get a crazy person as a sponsor, huh?’ He muttered wryly.
[Of course. Nothing but the best for the host.]
Sheva felt like he was overthinking, but the boy could hear a hint of smugness in the system’s tone. It felt like the new update not only gave him a way to communicate but also a subtle hint of emotion. He shook his head quickly, trying to banish that thought for a mont, and focused on what was in front of him.
’So, without any harsh repercussions, and after knowing the motivation behind my sponsor, could I really refuse this?’ He thought for a mont before a wry smile appeared on his face again. "You win, Mrs. Dina. This is a once-in-a-million opportunity, and I would be the stupidest person in the world to refuse it."
"So?" Dina smiled knowingly.
"I am in." Sheva finally took a deep breath, convincing himself one last ti. "Tell this to Mr. Satyawan, that I am grateful for his support, and I will bring back the GM title in seven months. I will die first before I fail to fulfil my promise, and for that, I can assure you."
"Good!" Dina clapped her hands, a smile spread widely on her face. It seed that she herself had been waiting for this mont already, knowing that Sheva would agree in the end. "Since today is just the initial talk, let’s end this eting right now. It is good to use your ti to think of all the questions you have about this sponsorship. Also, if you don’t have a lawyer to sign the contract, please get in touch with one because you will need one soon. If you cannot do that, we can also provide you with one to help with the initial process, but later on, you will need to deal with the lawyer by yourself. You can also start thinking of the first tournant you want to attend, so that we can prepare everything for you. Is there any question? No? Good! Then, here is my contact. Let’s have another eting in one week, okay?"
It would be a lie if Sheva said he wasn’t overwheld by her barrage of advice. It seed that for the first ti today, the woman finally showed her nature as a personal secretary of a wealthy person, always used to fast thinking and fast action. In the end, as the woman bid her farewell, Sheva and Bagas could only stare at each other with one question popping inside their mind.
"What the fuck is just happening here?!"
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