One year later.
My name is Daylon Kenzo, a 22-year-old man and former captain of the Bengawan Club, and has had jet black hair since childhood.
Let's summarize what happened this year.
I was kicked out of that club, and until now, I couldn't work at any of the clubs. The reason is simple, the man has exercised his right, who has a lot of money, on the part of several clubs not to accept or recruit me, Daylon Kenzo.
I didn't work because of that problem, and I couldn't become a professional player like I used to be. Therefore, to survive a year, I only relied on my savings.
A lot has happened, I barely even noticed it. My former subordinates had also gotten what they wanted. They lived well since they were expelled from the club. They sometimes also message me frequently asking for permission to send their money to me. They were good, but I turned down the offer. I refused because it was their effort, not mine.
Therefore, even though they kept forcing me to accept their money, I always refused.
Vivi, a 23-year-old woman who loves to use Mage Heroes, is now a professional player. There was a club that recruited her so that she would still be a professional player.
Mulyadi, a man who is 24 years old and often protects me with Tank Heroes, is now a YouTuber. He earns money from the results of the Mobile Heroes game content on YouTube. He managed to get 2,3 million subscribers during this year. It was the result of his hard work efforts.
Just like Mulyadi, Egy has also become a YouTuber and creates game content for Mobile Heroes. Egy has 5,2 million subscribers, slightly more than Mulyadi. He got it because he was very good at using Marksman Heroes, which the audience liked the most from the game.
Anton, who one year ago just sat and watched me from the bench, now can become one of the best Hypers in Indonesia in the game and get a good club and be in the media spotlight. His abilities are amazing, I applaud that. He is quite famous than me, who used to be known as Dark69. He has abilities that one day will match mine. I'm sure someday, he can beat me to secure Jungle, Buff, Turtle, and Lord monster.
Maybe he can beat me now if we become opponents.
Among them, there is a woman who is good at support, Hanna. So far, I haven't been able to find her whereabouts. She seemed to have disappeared from the surface of this earth since I separated from them. I have sent a message to ask how she is, but she didn't reply. She disappeared.
And lastly, Firly, a woman who has been very worried about my condition since we separated. She's got a new club, and she seems happy there. Her abilities and skills are indeed extraordinary so that she is dubbed the best Offlaner. She was clever and knew the momentum in destroying the opponent's Pillars. The victory was achieved by her club, thanks to her ingenuity in destroying the pillars and base of the opponent. She is a woman who likes to use Fighter, Assassin, and Mage Heroes to be on the left or right lines.
They had all found happiness, except for Hanna whose whereabouts I was not aware of. They found the job they wanted, and I was happy with that.
"So, how's your hand condition? You seem to have a pretty bad wound on that right hand."
"I'm fine."
Even though I knew she was watching my bandaged right hand, I still pretended that I was fine. Even though the wound on my right hand has not healed since one year ago.
The palm of my right hand was torn and had to receive quite a several stitches. As a result of what happened, I can't use my hands to do any activity including playing the game, Mobile Heroes. That being said, maybe since I didn't play the game anymore, my hands would be stiff and unaccustomed.
This is natural, my right hand is injured and both of my hands are not used to playing the game, so it's only natural that I get giddy when asked to play the game again. So, if you're asking whether my hand agility and skill are like before or not, then the answer is no. I have lost my best performance.
Therefore, if I was asked to fight Anton, who is now one of the best Hyper in Indonesia, well, maybe I will lose him.
"Um, I see. But you didn't forget the basics of the Mobile Heroes game, did you?"
"Possible. After all, even if I learned the basics and went back to playing the game again, I couldn't become a professional player, which they are in this tournament."
"Yeah, I get that, and I'm sorry about that."
"You don't have to feel guilty, Miss Sinta. After all, it was your father who made me like this. So you don't have to apologize just because I can't be a professional player again."
"As my dad said, you're so kind to other people, Daylon. Although at first, I was afraid to get to know you because you are a delinquent, you have shown that a delinquent will not hurt others, but give kindness to others. I thank my father for introducing me to you, Daylon."
"You're too much. I don't want to see a girl whining at her father just because she wasn't given a smartphone."
"You're so mean. I am no longer a girl."
"Oh, you're 40 years old, aren't you?"
"Oi! I am still 20 years old, why are you doubling that!"
She is Sinta, my former manager at Bengawan Club who still works there. It was her father who discovered my abilities, told me to play the game Mobile Heroes. Her father was the most instrumental in my life. Therefore, even if she continues to work at the Bengawan Club, which Evan is owner, I will neither hate nor do not want to see her.
"Then, what are you going to do now?"
"I probably won't do anything."
"Are you sure? If that's the case, you'll be wasting your talent, Daylon."
After she said that, I pointed my right hand at her.
"As long as this right hand isn't completely healed, I can't do anything. So, this man beside you is an unemployed man surviving on his savings."
"Unfortunate for you. But, I will continue to help you to make you a professional player again."
"You are very kind, Sinta, just like your father."
"Don't worry, you can come back on that stage."
After she said that, I turned to the side and saw an emcee coming.
"Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready to watch this N3 playoff? Are you ready? Where's the voice!?"
With the enthusiastic welcome of the audience in the stands, the N3 Tournament playoffs began, and I was watching this together with Sinta who was beside me.
***
I came out with Sinta from the building after watching the playoffs.
It was quite interesting watching them fight, even though it was only the playoffs. Many beginners are enthusiastic about participating in the N3 Tournament, so they are serious and show their talent in playing the Mobile Heroes game.
It's quite interesting and makes me happy to see the tournament going on in there.
After we arrived at a cafe, Sinta, who has wavy hair with beautiful eyes, sat there and suddenly took out her laptop, some papers, and her reading glasses from her bag. She can't seem to get out of her job even though it's the weekend for her.
"What are you doing?" I asked, sitting down and setting the cup of coffee on the table.
"Looking for you a job."
"...What for?"
"For you to work."
"So..."
"Since the wound on your right hand hasn't healed, and you can't possibly play the game, I'll find a suitable job for you."
It seemed that she was not just an ordinary manager, but a job search agency. What a great daughter of a man I've ever hit.
"How about becoming a pilot?" She asked, focused on her laptop without even glancing at me.
"I'm not that great. After all, I only graduated from high school."
"Oh, I see. How about a steward?"
"You seem to want me to get out of this city, don't you? You're offering a job that's always aviation-related."
"Tch, I was caught. How could he know?"
She said that in a low voice as if I didn't hear that.
After a while, her facial expression changed to one of surprise and she looked straight at me.
"I got this. I found a suitable job for you."
"What's that?"
"Trainer..."
"Trainer? If you tell me to teach crocodiles, I refuse."
"No, that's not it. Why do you think badly of me?"
"Oh, sorry. So, what is it?"
After I said that, she suddenly smirked for a moment, only a few seconds before her expression returned to normal.
She must be up to something. This woman is very dangerous.
"This job is related to the Mobile Heroes game, so I'm sure you can do that. You will be a coach for a 13-year-old teenager who wants to be a professional player. This job is perfect for you, Daylon."
"…Um… yeah, maybe."
"Will you accept this?"
I don't have a job, that's very clear, and my savings are also running low. If she had said that the job suited me, being a coach for a teenager who wanted to become a professional player, I would probably have accepted it.
"Don't worry," She said. "The father of this teenager is the owner of a large hospital in this city, Jakarta, so you will be paid handsomely. Also, if you can do this, you might be able to become…"
"Umph?"
"No, just forget it!"
She was hiding something at the end of those words. Her face couldn't hide it, but her mouth could prevent her from saying it. The job she offered me probably had ulterior motives.
This is suspicious.
"Most importantly…" She stifled a laugh. "Um, most importantly, you are perfect for this."
"You're not up to something, are you?"
"Of course—I mean, of course not."
"..."
"So if you want to teach this teenager, I'll give your job application to the administrator."
"There is one thing I want to ask. Previously, did anyone teach the teenager?"
"Yeah, a lot. However, maybe it was because some of the coaches weren't skilled at teaching it, so his father fired them."
"Fired?"
"Yes. Likewise with you later, if you can't teach him well."
"Oh, I see. Does that mean there are a lot of coaches who can't teach him, like that?"
"Yes."
"If it's like that, then this teenager can't be taught properly?"
"Not really."
"Eh?"
"This teenager can be taught well. He was very obedient and passionate when taught by his previous coaches."
"So what? Why were his previous coaches fired by his father?"
"You did not know?" She asked, looking at me seriously.
"What?"
"The sister of the teenager is a very beautiful woman and has a stunning face. And you know, as long as the teenager was being coached by his previous coaches, it was in their residence. So far, you understand?"
I understand what she means. I can predict what will happen next.
Simply put, the former coaches couldn't teach it properly because of the presence of his sister in his residence. What they originally intended to teach the teenager, had changed, to be after his sister. His previous coaches I can guess are likely fired for bothering his sister.
That's what I can predict.
"So his sister caught the attention of his former coaches, right?"
"Right, 100% true. They were fired because of their actions, who wanted to commit a crime against his sister. Therefore, the father fired them to protect his daughter."
"Oh, I see. But... why does the father keep looking for a coach for his son? It's not the same, you know? Anyone would be fired for bothering his daughter."
"I do not know. All I know is that his daughter doesn't like to be disturbed the most. She is a woman who is firm and has a fierce disposition. And what's worse, even though she wants to be a doctor, she has a black belt. So, whoever later became the coach for her brother, would still live in the residence of the house. So if you take this job, you'll always meet her there when you're tutoring the teenager. Yeah, hahaha."
As expected, she was up to something. She tricked me into being there so I could be hit by the woman. She is cunning, just like her father.
"So are you going to accept this job?"
Honestly, I can't resist that. I still have to support my sister and mother. I need money to stay alive. I can't waste it just because there's that woman.
"Okay, I'll take that."
"Good! That's good! Very good!"
She was happy, giving me a thumbs up. But after that, she said something I couldn't hear.
"At least, you will find yourself again there, and return to being a professional player as the best Hyper. I'm sure you can, Daylon. She will be grateful to you."
"Umph? Did you say something?"
"No. Then now, I have to send this job application of yours to them. I'll call you—yeah, that's when you get accepted."
"...Thank you."
"You're welcome."
At least for the time being, I'm still connected to the game as long as my right hand isn't healed. Well, even if it's only as a coach.