There were nine people in this room, including the manager and the owner of this club. Of the nine people in this room, 7 of them were professional players who had won the N2 a few weeks ago. And the one who led and became their captain was me.
We were gathered in this room while we were on vacation.
"Sorry for calling you all of a sudden, even though you're on vacation."
The owner of this club opened the conversation accompanied by the manager, standing right in front of the professional players.
"There's something I want to tell you."
We wondered what he was trying to say, except I was busy looking here and there looking for a seat.
When I found a chair there, ignoring those who were looking at me, I took it and sat down quietly.
"Captain, you have to be polite in front of the club owners," The manager said, visibly telling me not to sit down.
Well, I'm too lazy to stand up when I'm listening to a long speech. Therefore, I paid no heed to her words and remained seated in this chair. Meanwhile, even though the club owner is standing there, I don't want to tell him to sit down or give this chair to him. Therefore, I put a threatening face on him.
"No, I don't want that chair. After all, I'm still stronger to stand than you Daylon," The club owner said.
He seemed to realize that I didn't want to give this chair to him.
A moment later, he suddenly lowered his head, blowing his body to us.
"Sorry..."
It took us by surprise, even to me.
I understand if I'm being selfish, I don't want to give this chair to him, but why did he have to do that. It took me by surprise.
"Owner..."
It can be seen from the expressions on the faces of the 6 professional players that they are so confused by what the owner of this club is doing. Some of them tried to ask questions, some of them tried to grab his shoulders, and some of them just watched him. The whole room was confused by what the owner of this club was doing.
After that, the door behind me suddenly opened.
A man with jet black hair with a handsome face and wearing an office coat, who was probably in his 30s, suddenly came from the direction of the door—and he didn't come alone, there were many people behind him.
They entered when the club owner was still bending his body. At that moment, we were confused about what happened.
Seriously... they're making this room cramped. Their breaths mingled and clashed, making the room stuffy. And... they use too much perfume on clothes. They stink.
I can't stand the crowded conditions of this room. Therefore, I decided to stay away, moved to a corner of the room, and took this chair with me.
One, two, three... there were eight people enter in this room, but what was strange about them, they were wearing uniforms; the uniform of this club, the Bengawan Club, except for the man who was wearing the suit.
"Is that you, the best Hyper in this club?"
The question was directed to me, but the man instead spoke to my friend.
"No."
"Oh, it turns out I was wrong. So, is that you?"
He did it again, but not to me, but my friend.
"No, I not became the Hyper."
"Oh, I see."
He kept doing the same until finally, his eyes fell on me.
"Is that you? No, that's impossible."
"..."
In this room, I was the only one wearing a mask, covering my mouth, so he wouldn't know that I was wearing an annoyed expression.
"Boss, it seems the best Hyper is not coming."
A boy whispered to the man. Even though the guy was whispering, I could predict what he was saying, it was because I read his gestures.
"Is that so?"
With a disappointed face, the man approached the owner of this club.
"Good afternoon, Assistant."
"..."
We were surprised when he said that to the club owner. We were surprised that he said "assistant" to the owner of this club.
I thought for a moment, thinking about what conditions happened with this. Because predicting something that hasn't happened is my forte.
It took me 30 seconds to digest what was going on here.
I understand why the owner of the club suddenly looked down, why this man and the others could come here, and why the owner of the club was called an assistant by that man. I understand everything.
If my guess is correct, the man is the new owner of this company, and the old club owner is now his assistant.
Although I can predict that, I can't predict why so many people are gathering in this room, making the room cramped. I can't predict that.
"W-What does this mean? Assistant?" Vivi asked, one of my friends.
She was confused by what happened. Not only she but 5 people too. But oddly enough, only the manager was not too surprised to learn that the man called the club owner as an assistant.
"Hasn't this person told you yet?" The man asked, looking haughty as he spoke. "Geez. Alright, I'll introduce myself to you guys. My name is Evan—Evan Siregar, the new owner of the Bengawan Club. Nice to meet you."
With him introducing himself, we were taken aback and immediately lethargic just like that, unless I had expected that.
"I have bought this club, including those of you who are still under contract. Therefore, with my arrival here, I would like to terminate your contract with this club."
"Hah?"
I didn't expect that. He suddenly said that he would terminate our contract with this club which still had 3 months left. Of course, it even surprised me.
"W-What does this mean?"
Even for the one who always protected us, the Tanker was great; Mulyadi was also surprised to hear that. He even flinched when he asked.
"Didn't I tell you? I am the new owner of this company, and I will terminate your contract now. But don't worry, I'll pay your compensation fee. Well, even though you're great, I don't need you. So, instead of having to use your services, which have soared above the market price, I'd better get rid of you."
Several people behind the man laughed, laughed at my friends, showing their sly faces.
"Sorry..."
Meanwhile, the club owner—no, the former club owner who is now an assistant—can only apologize to us, without us knowing the reason why he sold this company to that man.
"So where is that person, Assistant?" The man asked the assistant.
The assistant pointed at me, and the man immediately saw me.
"Oh... it's you," He said, walking over to me. "So is it true that you are the best Hyper?"
I just nodded even though my teeth were biting my lip, feeling how painful this feeling was.
"Oh, I see. I'm very proud of you. You are the best player ever, in fact, you were the MVP yesterday in that tournament. You're great, I'm very happy with you. Therefore, since I still need your strength in this team, and you are the captain of this team, I will not terminate your contract. You agree even though your members are new, right? By the way, can you take your mask off? I want to see the face of the best Hyper."
He spoke right in front of me, while I was looking at my friends, whose faces were languid.
While I was looking at them, I saw the manager's mouth gesture saying, "No! Remember, you have to stay calm and lower your temper! You are a pro, Daylon!"
She seemed to know what I wanted to do, causing a ruckus in the room, so she said that slowly towards me.
Before I stood up, the man saw something on my mask.
"Oh... why does your mask look red?"
What he saw on my mask was my blood. I bit my lip so hard and hard that it hurt my lips. I tried to contain my emotions and stay calm.
I had to take her word for it, not to make a mess in this room. Therefore, I held this pain in my feelings and acted as a captain.
"It is okay. My masks are just trending, so don't worry about that, Owner."
"Oh, I see. I thought you bit your lip in annoyance."
"Why am I upset? How could I be upset with you, the owner of this club? So it's impossible."
"Oh..." He was surprised. "You're quite generous. No wonder you become a captain who can bring your team to victory. What a great captain this team is, the best Hyper."
"You praise me too much, Owner. But sorry, I'm not the best of the best."
"What do you mean? Doesn't everyone know that you're the best that's ever been in a Mobile Heroes game?"
Everyone tells me that, but the truth is it's not. I became the best not because of my ability, but because of this teamwork that has been built for a long time. Because of that, my friends and I can always win the Mobile Heroes game.
"I see," He said. "It seems that you don't want to be praised too much, that's why you always hide your identity from people and including the media."
"Yeah, that's how it is."
"So, do you want to be the captain of your new team? I'll add to your salary after your contract expires. How? It was a great opportunity."
It was indeed a good opportunity, and I did need the money to buy my family a house, but even so, I still refused it. I don't want to leave my friends who have fought with me all this time. I am their captain, so I cannot betray them.
"Well, it was indeed a good opportunity for me..."
"Yeah, good chance, right?"
"But... if you invite me to be in your club, you have to invite them too."
After I said that, my friends were happy with it, and the man turned to them then looked back at me.
"Inviting them? What for? They are not needed. They are useless, so what for? Rather than them, the people I choose should be your subordinates. Even though you guys have won a lot of matches, in the end, only you are the most useful."
I was annoyed by his words. However, I was still able to calm down, trying not to hit his handsome face.
"If that's the case, then I'm also not needed in this team or club. You know, this team is not only strong because of me, but the teamwork that has been formed so far so that it can continue to win games. The teamwork we have formed is already quite stable, so you won't be able to break it."
"How about being reshaped? Isn't it the same? You just need to create a new team that is better than your previous team. So, that way, your new team will always be stable and keep winning matches. How?"
"You don't seem to understand anything, sir. It seems you only think about money and profit. Geez."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, I don't mind when you think about money, because that's also why you bought this club. I understand that. What I'm concerned about is, I won't join your new team if my friends are eliminated. I refuse that even though you intend to increase my salary."
"I-Is that so?"
Anyone who sees this club will surely be tempted by the money because this club has sponsors who are ready to cooperate. To be honest, I had predicted that this club would have a new owner. The old club owners have told me that many bids want to own this club by force. If he doesn't sell this club, he will be in trouble, no matter what kind of trouble it is. Therefore, I can guess that there will be a new owner in this club.
However, I didn't expect that the new club owner would be like this. He suddenly came by saying that my friends were eliminated from here, even though a few weeks ago we had won the N2 Tournament. I don't understand the mindset of this man.
"I-If that's the case, I'll make you regret refusing my offer."
"Umph?"
"I will disqualify you from any clubs."
"Wow? I am surprised."
Of course, I meant to make fun of it.
"Y-You're sorry, aren't you?"
"H-How is this? I-I can't be accepted into any clubs. I-It's bad..."
"Hehehe."
He laughed and was happy when I said that, even though I was acting in front of him.
After that, I looked at him seriously.
"Do I care!?"
"E-Eh?"
"It's up to you what you want to do with me. Most importantly, I have done my last duty as their captain."
Having said that, I walked over, passed them, then left this room.
"Captain..."
And that's when I realized that my friends followed me out of the room.