The Newbie Is Too Strong's
80. Luca Meet Coach Angel
“…”
Andra went silent without a word as soon as it opened the connecting bando of consciousness she was wearing. He had known before that Luca was indeed great after seeing his battle action directly while forming a party with him.
He had guessed that the boy could have been better than him. However, he did not expect a record time of his defeat.
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Luca vs Andra
Winner: Luca
Record match time: 7 seconds 89 milisekons
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“Ck! How sad! This is the result if you just play around with the Princess without honing your skills. It's a shame to lose to a newbie in just one style.” Asario poured salt over Andra's wound.
Andra just fell silent with a shy and sad expression on her face.
“What Senior means..”
“Senior spoke haughty like that like Senior could beat me alone.”
Lia attempts to curse, but is soon cut short by Luca's intimidation she utters while grinning contemptuously.
Asario stared intently at Luca with an extremely humiliated feeling.
“You..”
However, Asario has not had time to talk further, “Here you guys apparently. What are you guys doing?” A middle-aged woman with an aduhai appearance with neatly-coupled hair came over to them.
“Tak no no.” The sound of high heels he wore was clearly heard when he swept the road, walking with an appearance filled with elegance.
The middle-aged woman's gaze was fixed on Luca.
“Who is this young man?”
“Ah, he's the friend I brought here, Coach, to watch my match.”
It was Lia who answered the question from the middle-aged woman he called as the coach.
His gaze then narrowed as if trying to investigate Luca carefully.
“Your uniform, you are from SMA Pelita Harapan yes?” The woman immediately asked Luca.
“Iya.” Luca answered briefly with a slight nod.
Upon hearing that answer, the coach's lips were slightly turned with a smile and looked increasingly curious about Luca.
“Then do you know a teacher named Syarifuddin?” Ask Luca once again.
“Yes, he's my mate-matika teacher and e-sport coach at my club.”
“Oho. By the way since when?”
“Hmm, if based on the words of the seniors, about 2 years ago when Senior Areka just joined.”
The coach seemed uninterested in the name of Areka mentioned by Luca. He only then said, “Then, greetings to your coach yes, Dik, hmm..”.
“Luca, Aunt.”
“Oh Yes, Dik Luca. Greetings to your coach, Mr. Syarifuddin. Say hello from Angel.”
A moment later, he looked back at Luca.
“Ok. There are actually a lot of things I would like to talk to the young man who caught the attention of one of my favorite students, but we don't have much time. After this there will be a cup delivery session as well as a briefing from the committee to prepare for the race to the next level. Well then, excuse us first yes, Dik Luca.”
Saying that, it seemed that the coach was about to leave the room. Lia simply followed him from behind with a reddened face. Seeing Lia leave, Andra thoughtlessly caught up with her. But nevertheless, the,
“Wait a minute, Miss Riska! At least let me have a match with that arrogant boy once.”
The coach, who was called by Asario as Miss Riska, turned his face to Asario and looked at her sharply as a sign of reprimand in silence to her.
But Asario looked back into the eyes of the coach with determination as if not daunted by the intimidation of the coach.
“Asario, do you not realize that you are currently surrounded by various spy teams from various other countries?”
The words of the coach, Miss Riska Angela then made Asario and others aware that currently in the small box-shaped room, various individuals have directed their binoculars from afar, or eavesdropping or peeking through the window slit against their match.
In that cramped room, they had become a source of curiosity for the many obscure people outside.
“They are currently trying to find data about you because of the lack of data about your team just joined the first time this match then won in the first place. Will you just give them delicious food?”
Yep, yeah, they are spies from teams of other countries trying to gather data about them as a team that has just about to emerge named as international level e-sports participants who could reasonably pose a major threat for them based on the achievements that have been shown by the Silver Hero Team during the preliminary round, semifinals, and finals at the national level.
As a team that was only established last year, of course, there is not much track record of matches owned by the Silver Hero Team. So the informal clash between Andra and Luca was like a sweet fruit in the middle of a barren field for them.
“But..”.
“Data about the weakness of the ‘sense of confussion’ Andra style this time alone has brought Mom a headache. Will you also want to spread your ultimate moves to teams from other countries just like that and become a loser later in the international e-sport event?!”
“It...”
“If you are aware of the problem, let's go home soon.”
Without saying much more, Asario only sighed while looking down obediently following the coach.
But before leaving, he did not forget to give a threatening look to Luca. Unfortunately Luca didn't notice any of that. Luca was busy watching Lia. They were currently coding each other about the virtual meeting agreement they had just talked about earlier.
This made Asario even more furious.
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That night, Luca fell asleep as usual. I don't know when the last time he was able to fall asleep was that quiet. Maybe because he had only first returned to using his real body since arriving in the real world to move for that long. Starting from hours of sports lessons, painting, e-sport club training, to watching Lia games.
Luca doesn't hate that. Instead he was happy to be able to move a lot of his body that day.
But that night, the memories of his good times came back to his dreams along with the pleasure he felt during the day.
“Ah, it has been a long time I have not seen the faces of Father and Mother.” Luca muttered in his sleep.
In his dream, Luca who looks still around the age of 4 to 5 years is playing ball with his father in a vast meadow. His father who became a goalkeeper while he tried desperately to put the ball into the goal so that the goal, but his father did not seem to give it ease.
Nevertheless, Luca laughed happily. After the game, his father tickled his tiny body so he laughed happily in his father's arms.
At that time his mother came with a tray containing Luca's favorite cold tea drinks and with various exotic fruits that looked like Luca dine with pleasure.
His mother, who was completely blond, then stroked his hair mixed with the black color.
His father and mother hugged Luca simultaneously in a happy atmosphere.
A moment later, Luca's gaze suddenly changed. Know-how, the view of the roof of his room in Judith's house was seen in front of his eyes. It was then that Luca realized that he was just a dream.
“Dad, Mom, I miss you guys.” Without notice, tears flowed down the young man's cheeks.