If I close my left eye, I will see the girl I know is there, sitting and starting to hold a smartphone among the DROPY Club players. If I close my right eye, I can see Livia who keeps asking.
"Misellia? Do you know her? If so, I'm surprised you know her."
The 19-year-old girl who was there was Misellia, a junior of my friends. She is the girl I last saw when I was in high school and she was in middle school. She is a girl who has fairly white skin with a petite body and has long wavy black hair.
She often plays with Bagas, and I often see her. The figure of her is quite familiar to me. She is a quiet and aloof girl, who often spends time playing online games.
When I saw her current self, it took me by surprise.
She was there, that's obvious, but I don't think that she will become a professional player on Mobile Heroes. I didn't expect to see her at this event. And to make matters worse, the so-called Strategy Master was she, Misellia. That's something wow.
"Both teams seem ready to go into this first round, but what about the crowd? Are you all ready for an exciting match between DROPY Club and QQBY Club?"
The male host invited the audience to interact and seemed to know that the audience could not wait to watch the match.
"Of course!"
The audience answered in unison, but only Livia continued to watch me and ask.
"You know her?"
"Not really."
"So you know her. I didn't think that you knew a professional player. You seem to have a relationship with them."
I don't understand what Livia thinks of me. She seemed to know that I had relationships with several professional players on the Mobile Heroes game. Maybe it was just nonsense that suddenly sprang out of her mouth after thinking something incoherent. Yeah, maybe she's like that, just like her dad.
"You know her?" She asked that again for the umpteenth time.
She looked at me more and more, her eyes even darker when she noticed my face that didn't turn to look at her.
"Why are you doing? I told you, I don't know her."
"Is that so? That means you know her. You have a relationship with her."
"…I don't understand what you're saying, Livia. You'd better watch that game! Look, the caster has read out the line-ups of the two teams. You see that, don't look at me!"
Since it was too distracting, I diverted it and said that the male host had read out the line-ups of both teams. And she immediately looked over there.
But when the host mentioned Misellia's name, she looked back at me with those droopy eyes again.
"See, it turns out that she is indeed named Misellia. You must know her and get on well with her. A study says, if someone knows a beautiful young woman, they will have feelings for the young woman. You must have feelings for Misellia, right?"
What's with this woman? What does she think about me? What's the matter with her?
Since it was troublesome, I responded to it.
"Why do you think like that?"
"No, it's just, you seem close to her. When you were shocked to see her there, I came to know that she was related to you. Your shock is a sign that you didn't expect her to be there."
Now that I think about it, Livia is a student attending medical school, and even her father is a hospital owner and a doctor. I didn't know that she could read my facial expression just one look, and guessed that I had a relationship with Misellia.
This time, I looked back at her.
We looked at each other and looked into each other's eyes. There was me in the lens of her eyeball. There is she in the lens of my eyeball. We looked at each other as if to show who was right in this. And in the end, her cheeks turned red and she looked away. She lost to me.
"Fine."
What's fine?
"Just this once, I'll assume that you don't know her very well."
Until now, I didn't understand what the female wanted. This makes me ask why they are not honest about what they want. That's annoying.
"Wuaah… it's Misellia, our junior."
"That's right, Bagas. She was there. We can watch her live."
Hearing that voice, which was accompanied by the voices of the rest of the audience as the male host mentioned Misellia's name, I looked towards the source of the voice as it seemed familiar to my ears.
I saw two people there standing proudly.
"Lala? Bagas?"
I could tell that it was them, my juniors, even though I only saw the back of their bodies, which were not far from Andre and Sylvia's seats, who were still in the same row.
The two of them are neighbors as well as my high school juniors. They are both my friends, who always support me. I didn't expect that they would be here too, to watch Misellia compete. And I didn't expect that Livia would ask again and look at me with those sharp eyes again because I said their names.
"You know that young woman? You seem to know a lot of the young ladies here, Mr. Daylon. Are you a playboy? That's disgusting."
"Phew..."
I just sighed, but she wasn't happy with that and took me with another thought, which she thought.
"It's true, you do know the young lady. You playboy."
"..."
Can she stop now!?
I didn't respond to what she thought of me, but she seemed to be trying to get me to. She forced me to respond by saying the same thing, "you know the young lady and you are a playboy".
Again, because she was too much trouble, I honestly said what happened. I honestly told her about Misellia, Bagas, and Lala just to satisfy her.
Bagas is a junior as well as my neighbor. I know him well and we have been together a lot since childhood. He was a year younger than me, and at that time, he was the rebel who was at the forefront when a brawl broke out between our high school and another high school.
Just like Bagas, Lala is also my neighbor and junior at that high school. She is two years younger than me, even though she has a pretty mature face that looks 3 years older than me.
As for Misellia, she is a girl who is three years younger than me. She is the girl I once saved from the delinquents who tried to hurt her and take her treasure. She thanked me for becoming friends with me so that Bagas and Lala knew her and often spent time with her too. So that's why Bagas and Lala got to know her.
When I graduated from high school, I parted ways with them. I parted ways with them for becoming a professional player after graduating from high school.
I told Livia that, except for what I did after graduating from high school, who became a professional player on the Mobile Heroes game.
"Ah, thank goodness... Turns out they're just your friends."
For some reason, she breathed such a sigh of relief after I told her that. She looked as if she was happy that they were my friends.
"That means," She continued and turned to me, "You're not a playboy, are you?"
"Why do you think like that?"
"Oh, I see. You're not a playboy."
Leaving it after smiling knowing that, I looked back at Misellia who was there, who had already communicated with her team after putting on the headset and holding the smartphone provided by the organizing committee.
Then now, how far have you progressed as a professional player, Misellia? Your presence there surprised me. I suddenly saw you were already a professional player and saw you were on that stage. Your development, I did not expect at all.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the match between Club DROPY against Club QQBY begins!"