Chapter 283: Trial 4

"Well, this is surprising," she said, leaning back with a faint smirk, though the frustration in her eyes was hard to miss.

"What about it is surprising?"

"Well, of course... me losing to you, that is."

On the screen in front of us, the results were clear: a bold lineup of placements that left no room for dispute.

We'd only been gaming for about half an hour, yet it was evident who the real winner was.

After multiple rematches, the scoreboard glared at her, mocking her with its brutal honesty.

"With that, it's 3-0 in favor of you," she continued, her tone light but edged with annoyance. "And here I thought you'd be shitty at everything you do. But I guess even you have your own set of talents, huh?"

"I wouldn't call this a talent,"

Honestly, I was the one who was surprised—just not in the way she might have thought.

She was so bad at the game that I couldn't help but wonder why she'd challenged me in the first place.