Chapter 207: Thick Of It [3]

Chapter 207: Thick Of It [3]



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"H-how?" Charlotte spoke disbelievingly at the sight before her.

Even Ren, Michael, and Elizabeth stood with gaping mouths as they gazed forward.

At the score of the air-hockey game.

One match was basically 7 points, and the first one to reach it won the game.

Usually, there would be 3 matches in which, the first to win 2 would win.

However, Amon and Alya chose to take it further later.

Only because of one reason.

It was the match score.

27-0.

Disbelief was the only thing that could be seen in the group's eyes.

CLACK!

A smashing sound occurred as their eyes moved back to Amon who smashed the puck once more.

Their eyes moved to Alya who clicked her tongue but fluently adapted to the speed and trajectory of the puck.

But...

At the last moment, the puck's edge hit one side which caused it to completely change its direction.

But even then, Alya was able to react to the change in time, quickly moving her hand position. She was getting used to his best tric-

Her eyes widened as her mallet missed the puck as the latter swerved in the air, arcing through the board.

And then....

CLUCK!

The sound of the puck falling into the goal was heard and a siren was heard in the surroundings for the umpteenth time.

It was the victory siren as Amon won another match.

28-0.

Alya's eyes trembled as she saw the score, her knees almost buckling.

It was obvious that she had never suffered such a defeat before.

But...

She gritted her teeth and glared at him.

"One more!"

Amon shrugged.

"Sure."

But then, two weak voices were heard from the side.

"Alya..."

"Alya..."

Alya turned to look at Charlotte and Elizabeth, who stared horrified at her annoyed expression.

"I don't think we should bet this much..."

"Yeah.." Charlotte nodded her head in agreement with Elizabeth.

They could still bet for weeks without the amount of money they had but...

It was obvious that Alya could sit here for a lifetime and could never win against Amon in this.

And they didn't have money for a lifetime.

Alya's eyes widened and she clenched her fists.

"Fine..."

She looked up at Amon.

"We are still at only 1-1, there's still a million of games to try. Don't smirk at me."

Amon laughed, setting back the mallet on the board.

He didn't mind Alya's attitude.

It wasn't annoying. It was more on the competitive rivalry side since she had never met such a fierce opponent before.

Furthermore, she also looked a little cute with those flushed cheeks.

He looked to his side where Ren had pulled Michael into an arm lock, grinning as he showed the balance in his watch.

"Damn, we are drowning in riches..."

He looked up to Amon.

"I knew my instincts were right. You should trust bro sources, Mikey." He ruffled his hair.

"Let's see, how many cigs can-"

Amon slapped his head.

he was also restraining a laugh.

Elizabeth finally nodded.

"Yeah, I get it. Thanks, guys." She replied weakly.

Charlotte nodded with a genuine smile, pulling her hand.

"Let's go, me and you will both take that ride together." Elizabeth gave into the pull with a happy smile and rushed off.

But as soon as she disappeared, Ren burst out laughing again.

Everyone stared at him weirdly.

'What's up with this guy...'

Though he could understand the laughing point.

Not even for teenagers, that ride was like a total one for children and their fairy tales.

But an 18-year-old wanted to take it.

However, at the same time, Amon couldn't blame Elizabeth as well.

Because of those books and the fantasies that she had.

"Why does she even love that ride?"

Amon didn't reply. But Alya did instead.

"It's because of the children's stories she loves. She's a sucker for them. Don't be rude to her

about it though." Alya punched Ren's shoulder.

"Oh..." Ren made an understanding expression.

Alya nodded.

"Yeah, she has those fantasies about being a princess and being on a horse so you need to

understand..."

Michael chimed in with an od.

"Yeah, it makes sense now."

"To be honest..." Ren interrupted.

"At her point, they are delusions more than fantasies not gonna lie. She's delululu."

Amon shoved another elbow into Ren.

"That's rude fucker. Don't say it in front of her..."

"That hurts..." Ren clutched his stomach.

Everyone ignored him.

"Anyways, let's go to the game you were asking for." Amon turned to Alya.

She smirked, regaining her confidence.

"Yeah, we have already wasted enough time."

"Guess I'll take this idiot then..." Michael turned to Ren and the duo nodded.

With that, the two pairs separated and Amon walked over to the game she was talking about.

It was simple.

You just had to hit the flashing lights as fast as you could in the pattern that was given by the

system.

"You ready?" Alya asked, smiling at him.

Amon turned to her with a returning smile.

"I think I should ask this question after that last match."

Alya clicked her tongue before forcing back her smile.

"You are gonna lose in this one, trust me."

She turned back to the game as the starting siren rang off.

But just as the game started, she heard Amon's confident voice.

"Nah, I'd win."

He smirked as he hit all of the flashing patterns in an instant they had disappeared.

"I'm the strongest."

Hey, Author here.

This is a notice from 15th October, so if non-priv readers ever see this do note that it has

already passed.

Anyways, I know I was supposed to upload 2 chaps per day since my exams had ended on

Sunday.

However, I have some issues with my college now that I don't know when they will settle.

Hopefully, by the end of this week. Until then, I'm sorry but it's going to be 1 chap/per day again.

Thank you for understanding and your support!