———Lynda———
“...You know what? At this point, it’s a sha on us for not anticipating sothing like this.” I said while leaning back on the chair and looking at the screen in front of . It looks like it’s gonna be a while until the fights start. So we should look through the nu here and get sothing to drink and snack on in the anti. Let’s see here… Plain water, soda, lemonade, milk and its alternatives, coffee, chocolate drinks… There’s a lot. I’m just gonna get myself a glass of milk and a tray of spicy and sour chips.
It appeared on the table in front of the mont I put down the orders. This is still so absurd in many ways. I’m surprised they don’t have this system for the cafeteria even if they were also extrely fast with serving multiple people.
“This really feels like a big sporting event.” Fiss said as she picked up the hotdog she ordered with a ton of toppings and bite into it.
“Definitely not sothing you associate with a school, no matter the size.” I remarked as I ate the chips. A bit more intense in flavor than I thought. No idea what brand this is. The milk is also nice. Subtly sweet and creamy. Clearly not so skimd milk nonsense. “And these weird goggles… headset… Hmm… Looks like even soone who doesn't have human ears anymore can wear this since they can just tighten it up.”
We didn’t have this in the other arena, but it’s clear we’re supposed to use it for spectating in this event. No idea how it is really ant to work. It just looks like clear goggles with like… not a lot of room to put any hardware into. I obviously shouldn’t make any assumptions for this weird wacky place we’re in. At least I shouldn’t voice my opinion out loud, I’d probably end up looking rather stupid because of it.
“Glery, you’re having a hard ti choosing?” I asked, seeing her staring at the food options for a long ti. She’s not really replying or saying anything since we got here. She always keeps to herself whenever we’re in a public place.
“What’s even the point of deliberating anyway? All these shits are free. Just go nuts.” Trener said while eating the nachos that look like they have been doused in a bunch of sauces and cheese, with only jalapeno for the greens.
*Gulp*
Ahh… that’s the last of the milk. Ti to put it in this small trash area on the table and… it disappeared. Just gone from existence. Hopefully no one accidentally put their phones or other valuables there. Sounds like a nightmare if it literally disintegrated into thin air and not simply teleported out like one would expect.
Ti for another glass of milk. The amount of chips is a lot so it’s gonna take a while to go through it. Maybe I should order another food? Chips ain’t gonna fill up for long and there are actual main dishes to get.
“So does anyone actually have a clue what we’re even doing here? Is it just gonna be like last ti?” Trener asked while the crowd was murmuring and doing small talks. The ambient noise is plentiful but not too loud right now.
“I an why wouldn’t it be? It does look like there will be a lot more people involved this ti around. Otherwise, why wouldn’t they use the smaller arena that doesn’t necessarily need all this equipnt?” I said while dangling the goggles in front of his face.
“Hey, stop that.” He said before pushing my arm away.
“Look, sothing is happening on the field.” Fiss called out as we all saw two figures in the middle of the field. With how massive this place is, it’s hard to tell who they are or what they are doing. Sure, getting stronger sharpens all of your senses, but it doesn’t automatically turn your eyes into telescopes. There is probably a spell for that, but who is gonna invest in sothing like that when training for stronger offensive or buffing spells is way more practical. Seeing things clearly won’t stop a giant monster from mauling you most of the ti.
Let’s put the goggles on and… how does this work? Is it so sort of brain scan thing-!? Uh!?!? That’s weird. The mont I think about zooming in it actually does zoom in as commanded.
What I’m seeing is Rico and Wana, of course… Wait, why is there a massive platform truck with a giant glass bottle of milk on it? Why is there a very long straw pierced into the bottle from the side? Why is Wana drinking from it nonchalantly? What are they talking about right now?
“” Rico muttered through the mike as she turned it on and let her voice rang out in the entire arena. “”
“” Coach Wana said before returning to drinking from that ridiculously large bottle. Rico can barely hold herself together seeing such a ridiculous sight. What are we even watching?
“” Rico yelled out and was t with silence in return. ”
*Punch* *Kick* *Grapple*
…And they’re fighting each other as Coach Wana stands there defiantly still drinking from the giant milk bottle as they attack each other.
Hopefully they got off the field before the actual match started, assuming this isn’t a bit.
“...Each day, it feels like I understand them less and less.” Trener said, clearly confused and irritated at the nonsense he’s seeing. Never a guy who can’t find sothing to bitch and moan about, no matter how trivial.
anwhile, Glery is silently eating ice cream, looking unbothered by what is going on, including all the murmurs from the others in the crowd getting louder due to the announcent. A lot of people were probably pretty relieved that they weren't dragged back into school projects and howork the mont the school opened back up again. Always the worst feelings.
*Grab* *Swing* *Crack* *Splash* *Punch* *Kick* *Slam* *Dash* *Swing* *Evade*
Wana grabbed the giant milk bottle and smashed Rico with it and let the white liquid just splash around everywhere as they kept fighting. They don’t stay soaked for very long as they start moving around the giant field and shaking off liquid on their clothes as they fight. Starting to move around so fast it’s hard to keep track of them even with this really advanced equipnt.
At so point they are just… gone from the field entirely? Where in the world did they go? They were scrapping for a while and now they’re gone. I know they keep upping the pace and moving faster and faster, but I’m pretty sure they’re not even in the general area anymore.
No. Seriously. They’re just freaking gone. The only thing on the field is a humanoid robot walking to the field to clean up the ss they left behind.
“Hey. What was that all about?” Fiss asked, looking like her mind just blanked out for the last few minutes where that ridiculous display just happened.
“Beats .” I said with really nothing to go off on aside from their history of fighting each other even when Rico was still a student here… Now that I think about it, that in itself feels like an obvious red flag in hindsight. No one would act so casually and so familiar with their own student, unless they’re weird, which I guess both of them are, but that’s besides the point. What seems weird is how familiar and antagonistic they are to each other. It never looks like Coach Wana has more power in their struggle despite supposedly being the older one. Nothing really screams imbalance in their dynamics that would’ve caused concerns.
*Gulp*
Alright, ti to order another glass of milk. It’s crazy how much stuff is on here that is just free for the picking. I know the entry cost into the school is definitely above average and more than what it was before the rework, but considering the massive improvent in everything it’s kind of a steal… It also helps that previous students get a heavy discount to reenter. That’s kind of a big factor in why most of the kids in town are now in this massive school, or institution, or whatever you call it. Calling it just a school feels like a misnor.
“...So we have to wait a while before the actual show starts… Can’t they just make us arrive a bit later, schedule this a bit differently?” Fiss asked. Is she getting impatient already?
“Most shows always have a downti before the thing actually starts, not really a problem now, is it?” I replied. It’s pretty trivial. “Besides, it’s not like we’re sweating out here. It’s still cold out and there are a bunch of fans cooling the place further… Maybe a little bit too much.”
“I’d say it’s pretty perfect.” Trener chid in.
“” Another voice rang through the multiple speakers in the stadium. Looks like the principal has to step in this ti. She hasn’t been seen in public for quite a while, it feels like. I get that that’s usually how the top heads of anything operate, but it feels like we see less of her nowadays before the change. “”
“Huh?” I muttered as I did as she said, looking up and seeing the clouds deford, like an explosion causing them to disperse chaotically.
I guess they could fly, can’t they? They’re not limited to fighting on the ground at all.
…Huh. I wonder. Do people at a certain power level just stop fighting on the ground entirely or what? I guess I would figure that out once I learned how to fly, but that seems like it’s gonna take a few years before I could even levitate slightly.
*Smash* *CRASH*
“Agh!” I scread out as suddenly sothing crashed into the field with no warning and caused a chunk of it to be destroyed. It doesn’t help that the speaker picked up on that and made it sound even louder than it already was.
“” The principal said before running away. She doesn’t really inspire a lot of confidence.
*Slam* *Grab* *Swing* *Crash* *Swing* *Crash*
Coach Wana fell from the sky and slamd her entire body into the crater she created before grabbing Rico by the leg and slamming her into the ground and causing even more damage to the surface of the field each ti.
*Zip* *Swing* *Kick* *CRASH*
Rico then suddenly flew up into the air while Wana still gripped tightly onto her leg causing both to be sent upward and I blinked for a mont and suddenly Wana got kicked and sent down to the ground violently. I really shouldn’t blink even for a second if I want to observe this fight with any sort of cohesion.
It just feels like a fool’s errand, honestly. They are way too fast for my puny eyes to catch all their actions. Heck, even the stream on Friday it’s hard to see what’s going on even with multiple perspectives.
Hopefully the actual matches are easier to follow, if they really want us to be hyped for it.
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