Collecting the Male Leads' First Nights

Chapter 82

Sylvia jumped up and shouted without realizing it.

“I object!”

Sylvia’s sudden intrusion rattled the audience, but she didn’t mind it and gave her opinion. She couldn’t control her excited heart.

“Both! They both won!”
“What?”

As the referee gazed at her with confused eyes, Sylvia cried out once again, resolutely.

“There are no losers in this game! Both… They both won!”
“What do you mean? This is a tournament, so there must be a loser. And I, the referee, saw it clearly with my own eyes. The player in the blue belt won.”
“Do you really… have to think like that?”

When Sylvia asked again with a serious expression on her face, the referee looked up and down at her, confused. It was ridiculous.

“What on earth…”
“Ugh… With all due respect… if you really have to choose a loser in this beautiful match…”
“If?”

Sylvia glanced at the business card on the referee’s chest. It said ‘Peter’.

‘Mr. Peter, I’m sorry.’

She closed her eyes tightly and shouted again,

“I’m sorry about that, but it’s Mr. Peter. Mr. Peter is the loser!”
“What? What the hell…”

After she finished speaking, she sat down in the chair again with a resolute expression on her face, and for a moment, there was silence in the audience. However, as soon as the referee tried to open his mouth again with an expression of incredulity, the other spectators, who had belatedly figured out her hidden intentions, began to speak one by one.

“That’s right. If you have to choose a loser, it’s Peter. Peter!”
“Peter! Mr. Peter is the loser!”

The nobles, who had covered their faces with colorful fans, politely expressed their agreement with Sylvia.

“… Yeah! If there’s a loser, it’s the referee!”
“She didn’t say anything wrong! Both participants won!”
“Both are handsome…”

When the crowd, sympathetic to Silvia’s words, stood up to protest, the referee was bewildered and froze for a long time, then knelt down in the mud pool.

“I… I can’t believe I’m the loser. Aaaah!”

After a brief commotion, the referee left with the help of the officials. Sylvia felt sorry for him, but she had no choice. The sacrifices of a few were inevitable in order to paint the big picture.

When the first tournament became a draw due to protests from the crowd, one of the officials who held an emergency meeting in the back walked out in front of the audience.

“Although this is a tournament, it has become a draw. I don’t think we will be able to have more matches like this!”
“… But I heard it was just a contest for fun?”

Sylvia sat in the audience with her arms crossed and opened her mouth. The audience around her nodded. The official was speechless, so he scratched his head.

“Right. It’s just for fun… Still, it’s a battle to be won.”
“Then how about this? I think one-on-one matches are already done for… It’s about changing the contest method.”
“How do you want to change it?”

At his words, Sylvia licked her lips as if she was thirsty. In fact, although she had a momentary impulse to just storm in the middle like a madman a little while ago, she did have a purpose.

“How about a group wrestling contest?”

The official’s face turned strange at Sylvia’s words. Sylvia racked her brain. The efficiency of the 〈Free Hug Ticket〉 could not be maximized with the current tournament method. If she hugged each of them one by one, how many people would she be able to hug? Above all, it took a long time, so there was a risk that the two animals that had been imprisoned in the pet cafe would be released.

She added more words to make her point.

“It takes a long time for two people to fight, and it’s a bit of an old-fashioned way, isn’t it? Above all… I think it will be more interesting to watch if the players are all fighting at once.”
“A group wrestling contest? I hosted the festival’s wrestling contest for 10 years, but I’ve never experienced a situation like this before. But it seems a lot of people want that… I’ll discuss it with my superiors for a moment.”

Will this be accepted? Sylvia’s mouth dried with nervousness. Fortunately, the man who had disappeared to another place returned after a while and said that he would accept Sylvia’s opinion. Her face brightened at his words.

‘Oh, this is it. Did my eloquence increase because I raised my speaking skills a lot? I didn’t even use 〈Seriously Talking Nonsense〉, so I didn’t think it would work.’

After some free time had passed, all the athletes who had applied, including Sylvia, wore a band tied around their legs and waist over their bathing suits, and waited for the whistle of the referee with nervous faces.
Perhaps Mr. Peter was still in shock, as a new referee sat in his seat. The referee, who had only a few strands of hair left, wiped his scalp with a handkerchief and sighed.

“Whew, how am I going to handle this? This competition is for fun, so don’t be serious. If you fall to the ground, you will be eliminated. The group wrestling continues until there is only one person left. Then, start!”

Beeeeeep—!

“Aaaaaah!”

At the same time that the contestants were cheering as a group, the group wrestling contest began. But something unexpected happened.
Although the female participants were also mixed in, no one approached them because they were reluctant to attack them, especially when they saw Sylvia’s slim body. The person in need of something is bound to be the first to take action. Sylvia decided to attack them first.