I, the Heir of Heroes

And Jia Luo, who is known as "sure chance of winning", can only participate in two events, and he can't do anything about the group championship goal of [Groups Seeking Points].

"The score of the rookie competition is hard to predict, but considering the current lead, as long as the women's [Surfing Race], the men's [Icicle Attack and Defense], plus [Illusion Reaching Stars] and [Secret Monument Decoding] are all If you win the championship, you will be in a safe range."

The second-year students in the combat team reported the results of the trial calculation.

Tatsuya, who was on the sidelines, felt that the threshold for this algorithm was a bit high.

Including the men's and women's schedules, they must win four championships in the remaining six official competitions.

Gallo and Moli may be presupposed to win the championship, but with this kind of budget, everything is the answer under the condition of a smooth process.

If an accident happens, not only will you lose the championship, but worse, it will lead to a psychological collapse.

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At the end of the competition schedule that day, just before sunset, Jia Luo saw Kirihara in the rest area of ​​the hotel.

The [Icicle Attack and Defense] in the afternoon went surprisingly smoothly. Even though there were consecutive matches without any rest, for Jia Luo, there was no one-on-one enemy.

After the game, Mayumi, who accompanied Galo, left first because of the game situation.

And here,

Such breath and state——

Presumably the men's group [group ball grabbing points] lost.

Jia Luo thought to himself, and then stepped forward.

Kirihara, who was sitting on the sofa, looked the same as usual at first glance.Seeing Jia Luo walking towards him, he tried his best to put on a cheerful appearance.

"Yo, so it's Jia Luo."

Possessing [The Wisdom of the Poor], Jia Luo knew from the very beginning that although his personality was reckless, he had a strong sense of responsibility. No matter how he looked at it, he could be regarded as a very reliable teammate.

Without much comfort, Jia Luo's flat tone directly exposed Kirihara's disguise:

"You don't need to put on such an appearance, Kirihara, it's ugly."

Gallo could of course choose to pass by the rest area without saying a word, but he didn't do so.

"...I lost."

"Well, I lost as early as the second round, so it's a fiasco."

The original forced smile was replaced by resistance and humiliation gushing out of his heart.

Perhaps athletes have experienced various victories and losses repeatedly, so their psychological flexibility and tolerance to defeat are relatively high?

Tong Yuan's psychological changes were clearly visible in Jia Luo's eyes.

but--

"Vice President Jia Luo, has anyone told you that your cold expression and harsh tone are annoying!"

Obviously, Kirihara did not break free from depression because of his own strength, and then complained as if he had given up on himself:

"...You guy is really straightforward."

"Well, many people have said so, I think, now I should improve a lot."

Without sophistry, Jia Luo decisively admitted.

"I really can't imagine what you were like before you changed."

"……vicious?"

There was silence for a few seconds.

Kirihara suddenly laughed.

And he bent over laughing on the sofa.

Jia Luo watched him calmly from the side.

"Gara, you are really interesting. Generally speaking, at this time, you will show a super embarrassing expression, as if you didn't see me passing by, it is impossible to deliberately come to talk to me."

This approach—the practice of turning a blind eye—is also an option, but Gallo thinks it seems impolite to just pass by without saying a word.

"However, thanks to you, I feel much more comfortable. Although I feel a little upset, it's still easier than getting into a dead corner just now. I always felt that you were quite indifferent before. I didn't expect you to still have a little human touch!"

——Human touch...?

In Gallo's view, this is the best compliment.

"Thank you for the compliment."

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and Jia Luo's tone was slightly serious.

"No...it's nothing to be thankful for."

There was an inexplicable meaning on Kirihara's face, and he was a little puzzled by Jia Luo's sudden thanks, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and instead asked a question that surprised Jia Luo.

"Gara, have you ever experienced failure?"

"Why do you ask?"

Jia Luo's eyes narrowed slightly.