Chapter 20
Chapter 20
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 20
Chapter Title: Tournament
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Can I adjust the interview schedule?
The email only listed the interview time, with no mention of any flexibility.
It was only natural.
When you apply to a university, pass the first round, and get an interview date...
Do applicants ever ask to change the date because that time doesn't work for them?
It was the same logic.
Groups don't accommodate individual circumstances.
If you don't show up, that's it.
There was no helping it.
To handle one task as a group, it requires coordination among many people.
You can't just hold interviews whenever.
The Academy side needed administrative procedures too, like aligning schedules with the faculty.
So, groups don't understand individuals.
But.
Some individuals don't understand the group's circumstances either.
"Can't we discuss the schedule first?"
I pondered briefly between the Academy and the broadcasting tournament.
Weighing the two options.
For me, what was more important—dopamine...
Or my future school life?
After profound deliberation, I reached a conclusion.
I...
"Can't I just do both?"
I chose to catch both rabbits.
The tournament starts at 3 p.m.
The Academy interview is at 5 p.m.
Since the tournament spans two days...
I just needed to pass the prelims within that two-hour window somehow.
Prelims are Colosseum-style PvP until 5 out of 20 remain.
Should be doable.
Even so, if worst comes to worst...
Could I manage the game mid-interview...?
'Probably not.'
Well...
If push comes to shove.
Under this fair result.
I decided to skip the Academy interview.
As long as the Academy transfer system was open.
I could try transferring anytime.
However.
Yura's rule revision tournament might not come around again.
If I'm going to do it.
I should prioritize what I might not be able to do later.
-Is that right?
A grumpy voice echoed in my head, but.
I lightly ignored it.
This was my choice.
A truly satisfying decision.
With the dilemma resolved.
I focused on leveling up again.
Just five more levels from here.
That'll make exactly 25.
I ignored the update message and headed to the next floor.
Tower climbing felt rewarding after a while.
One day until the tournament.
Yura posted a brief announcement.
League of Worlds users were buzzing over the tournament co-hosted by Yura and Hean.
Swipe.
Finger scrolls down the phone.
"Yura. Surfing the net again?"
"Hean unnie."
In a cafe bathed in soft lighting.
A cafe known on SNS as a vibe spot—Yura was meeting with Hean.
More like calling it a meeting when it was really a date.
Yura looked at Hean.
Hean looked just like her in-game avatar.
Blue hair. A somewhat languid expression. Her bright eyes popped charmingly.
To think that face went around severing necks.
Hard to imagine that she, who looked like a noble lady at rest, was a former Hunter and League of Worlds PvP ranker.
"Unnie. Tournament tomorrow finally."
"Yeah. Nervous?"
Hean chuckled softly.
Yura's sudden switch from casual to polite amused her.
Yura set her phone on the table.
"Want to say no but can't even lie. Now that it's here, I'm tense and shaky. First big content maybe..."
Hean, fiddling with her coffee cup, pointed at Yura's phone.
"Community reactions are good though. Just run it as is. 32 might be a bit much, but for two days, this scale works."
"How was your first tourney unnie...?"
"Pick one—casual or polite? Casual on calls, polite now."
"Ahaha..."
Yura scratched her cheek, sheepish.
Hean reminisced, looking at her.
"Same as you. Nervous. Wondering how to pull it off."
Her first tournament prep had her shaking.
Hean had been like Yura once.
"But after, it all just happened. Plans are set—just improv along and it'll end before you know."
Hean shared her story.
Yura nodded.
As Hean said, prep was done.
Hype secured.
Public opinion decent for a rushed event.
Related content stocked too.
Nail the tournament, and their fame rises.
"It'll go smooth. We prepped it, unnie and me."
"Good thinking."
"Awesome! Unnie! Let's grab something tasty! Found a pasta spot nearby. Sound good?"
Hean smiled at energetic Yura jumping up.
"Of course."
Yura dragged Hean around town.
And the next day.
As the tournament began.
Yura faced a completely unexpected situation.