Chapter 34: Cold Medicine (3)
“Trolling?”
Lauga tilted her head, unfamiliar with the term.
“Yes. To put it simply—mutual destruction. A strategy where even if we can’t win, we can still block the enemy’s victory and enhance the entertainment value of the match.”
At my explanation, Lauga's lips stretched into a wide, wicked grin.
“I knew it. You’re a nasty piece of work, aren’t you?”
“Perish the thought. It's all in service of an exciting tournament. The martial arts competition is a fine dish on its own, but wouldn’t it be even better with a little seasoning?”
“Heh... I like spicy developments too. Have you read that romance novel that’s trending in the capital lately? The twists are crazy.”
Lauga started tapping her fingers on the desk—tatatat—already off on another tangent.
And just like that, I could feel the early tremors of a headache. I’d need to take an aspirin later.
“Huhu, this year’s flower-viewing is going to be so much fun!”
Even now, right to the end, she was looking forward to the flower festival more than the actual tournament.
Still, that was how our little transaction was finalized.