Chapter 242

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 242

Chapter Title: This is the Revamped '900 and the Yuchalz' Team!

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Finally, the scrim time we'd been both dreading and anticipating arrived.

As planned, all the teammates gathered in the Discord server.

The me from before would have been the first one in...

"Uuu... I-I'm scared to go in..."

It wasn't my choice!

W-Well, sure, eating those whiskey bonbons was my decision!

But how was I supposed to know what would happen after that!

The chats from the Cherries had me on the verge of exploding with embarrassment.

But there was nothing I could do about it right now.

I couldn't exactly cancel the scrim that the platform had already scheduled.

Ding-

"H-Hello..."

In the end, I had no choice but to enter the Discord server and offer a cautious greeting.

The teammates immediately erupted into a chaotic welcome.

『Welcome, Lulu! We nearly ascended to heaven thanks to you yesterday!』

『Lulu, you were so cute yesterday. Should've recorded it.』

『Man, I'm a total fan now, Lulu.』

『Lulu, how can you be that cute all by yourself?!』

"Uuu..."

I wasn't sure if this counted as a welcome, but... yeah.

Anyway, I couldn't put up any resistance against the teammates' rapid-fire chatter.

After all, they held the knife.

"U-Um, sorry about yesterday... I saw the clips of you all, and I feel like I was too harsh..."

『Nah, no worries, Lulu! You just said what needed to be said!』

『Exactly. Hearing you ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠felt like a smack to the head.』

『Honestly, it was kinda like Luca-Cola, yeah.』

『Lulu! I listened to you today and went full aggro in solo queue. Did good, right?』

Sh-Should I really call that "good"?

But Tightpants' original playstyle had been way too passive.

At least learning to shove was progress.

Plus, from what the Cherries told me, Bandit had been practicing tank tops all day.

Jungjin had been drilling camping routes in practice mode.

And Nyanta had learned vision control spots from a pro streamer support main.

Yeah, it was shock therapy, sure.

But the results were good, so OK.

"Th-Then, shall we get ready for scrim now?"

『Yep, room's up, just hop in, Lulu.』

『We warmed up the room nice and cozy for you, Lulu!』

『Well, the underlings have to preheat the room, after all.』

"Uuu... N-No, don't do that."

I frantically waved off Nyanta's words and rushed into the room.

Just then, the enemy team started filing in as well.

Phew, good thing we didn't keep the opponents waiting.

『Guys, you all know, right? If anyone's play sucks today, call it out right then and there, okay?』

『Alright, let's go.』

『Uh, but doesn't this make jungle super rough...?』

『Heh, if you're scared, just gank more!』

"Everyone, fighting!"

Nyanta rallied the team with her booming voice, chit-chat flew back and forth.

And just like that, not long after, our first scrim since the drunken debate kicked off.

The 'Daegaljes' team, facing off against '900 and the Yuchalz' in scrim, was brimming with confidence.

Their scrim win rate was solid, they'd seen plenty of opponent teams falter.

Above all, anyone could see their average champ pool and skill level was higher.

Especially since the enemy top avoided tanks, and their jungler had low tank jungle proficiency.

That often led to incomplete team comps.

In contrast, 'Daegaljes' focused on building solid overall comps.

They were already sure they'd feast in ban-pick.

『Huh? Hey! They're taking Sion?』

『What, first-pick Sion? Bandit?』

『Weird. He always picks lane bullies on first pick.』

But right from the first enemy pick, something felt off.

Sion.

The poster child for top tank champions.

But since it often meant eating beatdowns from the enemy, no one expected Bandit of all people to first-pick it.

『Can we still do Lunar still?』

『Yeah, should be fine. Their jungler's not a tank anyway.』

『Cool, Lunar it is. Our ADC has carry power, we can snowball mid-game. Lane's strong too.』

『OK, lock in Lunari.』

Staying composed, they pressed on with ban-pick.

Choosing Lucian and Nami.

The infamous Lunari bot duo, with insane synergy, favored even at pro level for ADC-support.

The rest of ban-pick went smoothly enough.

'900 and the Yuchalz' took Sion, Ashe, Orianna.

'Daegaljes' grabbed Aatrox, Sejuani, Lucian, Nami.

『Enemy comp has no damage?』

『Right? We win if it goes late.』

'Daegaljes' half-sensed victory just looking at the enemy comp.

With only the enemy bot picks left...

『Huh?!』

『Insane, it's Kogrell!』

'900 and the Yuchalz' pulled out none other than Kog'Maw and Rell.

The infamous Kogrell comp.

Often used as a counter to Lunari even in pro scene.

But Kog'Maw has no escape, hard to play.

Plus, as a hard-carry ADC, it relies heavily on the pilot.

And this team was notorious for their weak ADC.

So seeing them go all-in on an ADC-carry comp like this shocked everyone.

Meanwhile, in the '900 and the Yuchalz' Discord...

『I'll just survive bot. Bros, hold the line.』

『If they dive, I'll rubber-glove one's skull open. Don't worry.』

『OK, let's raise our princess!』

『Princess Maker meta, let's go!』

"Teamfight phase will be way easier for us! You got this, Tightpants!"

They'd already hyped each other up and held a strategy meeting before the game even started.

And so, the game finally began.

Early laning was a standard farm fest.

Once bot hit level 6, Bandit, who'd been eyeing the enemy movements, urgently called out.

『Hey, Jungman. Enemy jungler's top side probably. Enemy top's moving like he desperately needs to shit.』

『Roger, then we'll just sweep bot side. They counter-jungled, so they're just hitting the opposite side and heading top now.』

『Tightpants, let's shove. Jungle's opposite, we're favored.』

『OK, sis.』

"I'll shove too and join bot! Fight if you can!"

With the rest of the team piling on the calls, the move for this turn was set.

Tightpants, buffed by ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Rell, stepped up and started spitting venom.

Viewers gasped in admiration, watching tensely for what came next.

『Uh, wha...? Hey, trade hard! Pull back a bit! We win if they W out anyway!』

『But... line's shoved too hard, gonna take a beating? Uh? They ghosted!』

Meanwhile, 'Daegaljes' bot sensed something ominous.

The enemy bot, who'd only traded lightly before, suddenly popped Ghost and shoved their faces in aggressively.

In desperation, Nami ulted to halt the incoming foes with a tidal wave.

Flash-!

As if anticipating it, Tightpants casually flashed over it.

『Just FL! You'll die if they catch!』

『Ori can ult down too! Gotta recognize!』

『Dammit...!』

As the gap closed, Lucian and Nami both flashed away.

『Huh...?』

A flat, mechanical ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠woman's voice rang out from somewhere.

A ball landed precisely between them, erupting in white light and shockwave, yanking both right to the center.

Kog'Maw's finisher followed...

The enemy Kog'Maw snagged the easy double, sauntering back.

『Insane, how'd Ori drop so fast?!』

『Must've come down during the trade. Timing's artistic.』

The two let out dazed sighs at the flawless teamwork.

『Yes! Double kill!』

『This is f***ing bread! You know?!』

『F***ing bread, insane...! Heh heh heh!』

『Bread 'cause it's Tightpants? Wow, drip's insane.』

"Hehe, our calls and team coordination were spot on this time."

The '900 and the Yuchalz' side erupted in cheers.

Starting with the double, they pulled ahead.

With the three-shield plus all-in Kog'Maw comp, Kog's hyper-scaling won teamfights.

Thus, their first scrim post-debate ended in a clean victory.