[Your paranoia complements your talent. No matter what action the opponent takes, you can always transform into a vengeful spirit, death-coiling the opponent tightly.]
[You wish you could shut out everyone in the world. You utilized your talent to the extreme!]
[The opponent was defended by you until his heart trembled, feeling difficulty breathing. For a time, he didn't even have the courage to face you with the ball.]
"Talent complements personality?"
"The system never told me that talent has to be used in conjunction with personality?"
Yuuto frowned.
He really wanted to ask, does talent also have its own personality?
But this system is very cold and aloof.
There is no system butler or anything, only some cold and ruthless text recording everything happening to him in the simulated world.
[The opponent's offense couldn't open up. You froze the opponent's sharp arrow, making them lose the weapon in their hands.]
[The opposing coach paused again. Sitting next door, you could hear his intense but helpless roaring.]
[The game continued.]
[The opponent made adjustments. Losing their strongest spear, they planned to trade with you.]
[They applied high-pressure pressing on you. As long as you held the ball, you would immediately face a double team.]
[You resolved the crisis with excellent fundamentals.]
[You passed the ball to a teammate.]
[The opponent rushed towards the ball handler undyingly. Your offense stagnated.]
[The game began to become anxious. Your teammates felt like they were dragged into a meat grinder and ruthlessly stirred.]
[They were extremely unadapted to this high-intensity game. Your shooting percentage began to drop. You were angry that your teammates wasted your assists.]
[You chose to go solo.]
[Your shooting percentage also began to drop. Your current ability is insufficient to defeat multiple defenders simultaneously.]
[You opened your elbows!]
"..."
Yuuto outside the simulation said nothing.
He wanted to refute that he wasn't such a person.
But recalling last year, when encountering difficult opponents, he would indeed inadvertently reveal his iron elbows to clear the way. But he believed this was self-defense; the enemy's malice triggered his self-defense system.
[The opponents complained incessantly from your elbowing. They complained to the referee.]
[You mocked them as a bunch of soft eggs not yet weaned. You told them if they didn't mind, go ahead and bring out their mothers' photos. The helpful you would make their mothers enter the lactation period again, ensuring they still have milk to drink when they grow up.]
[Your opponents exploded with rage. They also started doing "helpful elbowing" work on the defensive end.]
[You forced a drive with the ball. You were greeted by two iron elbows simultaneously. You groaned, didn't say a word, continued to kill inside, and scored.]
[Your coach shouted from the sidelines, "Tough! Play like that! Send those sissies back to their hometown!"]
[But you, this macho man, wore a wristband engraved with a cute cartoon girl avatar on your wrist, and were mocked by the opposing head coach.]
[He clamored for you to hurry back to the 2D world, hold your paper wife, and reward yourself in the toilet.]
[You were enraged. This eyeless guy actually dared to call Sora cute. He definitely doesn't know how painful it is when Sora steps on someone, and definitely hasn't been slapped in the face by Sora's feet.]
[The intensity of the game escalated further. You cleared the way with a pair of iron elbows trained from fights since 3rd grade of elementary school.]
[Your shooting percentage still didn't improve, but the point difference began to widen because the opponent's shooting percentage was lower. The Big Fundamental talent ensured your continuous scoring ability.]
"Damn, I don't fight because of this."
Yuuto always felt this broken system was smearing him.
He didn't fight for himself.
If those blind guys didn't always trouble Sora and the others, why would he fight people for no reason?
He did it to protect!!!
[Battle-hardened, you trained a good pair of elbows. You fear not the opponent's rogue playing style.]
[The first half ended. You angrily hacked a game-high 12 points, 6 rebounds, 3 assists, plus 2 fouls.]
[Your elbow work escaped the referee's eyes but couldn't escape his worthless brain. He thought a teenage brat couldn't be this valiant; he thought you definitely played dirty.]
[You didn't protest, because you alone caused 4 fouls on the opponent. You won big!]
[Back in the locker room, you took off your clothes revealing bruises all over. Teammates gasped one after another, trusting you even more in their hearts.]
[You were very satisfied with your masterpiece. You were sure those five bastards opposite were definitely more miserable than you.]
[In fact, in the locker room not far away, your opponents were all grinning in pain.]
[The opposing head coach's head grew a size larger. Can't beat them playing, can't beat them fighting, what to do?]
[Halftime passed, the second half continued.]
[You continued to maintain high intensity and high-level performance. You broke into the dragon's pool alone, elbowing out a bloody path 1v3.]
[The opponents were beaten into fear by you. You killed into the paint, scored two points, and roared.]
[The whole audience was deterred by you. Your toughness began to take root in people's hearts. Your strong desire for victory shocked everyone.]
[The game ended. In this meat grinder battle, you blasted an amazing 29+12+8. Even the opposing coach admired your ability to fight hard battles.]
[Your performance attracted the attention of Momoi Satsuki.]
"Attracted this girl's attention again? And this time it started only from the second game."
Yuuto rubbed his chin.
In both simulations, he attracted Momoi Satsuki's attention.
It's just that the first time was much later, while this time the female spy noticed him in the second game.
"It seems Momoi Satsuki also judges based on the dish (targets specific levels). She really doesn't pay attention to trash people, just like RNG stuck card on trash contract."
"However, this can be considered side proof that my strength has improved."
Yuuto was happy for a moment.
Simulation continued.
[You guys won consecutive victories, but couldn't avoid watching others leave by bus while you only deserved the subway.]
[The geezer coach used this as a reason to encourage you to make persistent efforts. If you achieve results, he will apply for funds from the school, so you can have your own team bus in the future.]
[Someone said with a chuckle, "Even if the team really has a bus in the future, we probably won't have the chance to ride it."]
[This was a third-year senior. The cheerful atmosphere suddenly stagnated, and the air added a bit of sadness.]
[Hearing this, you picked up your backpack with one hand and said, "Even so, we can be considered to have left a noteworthy mark at Homi Academy, in our youth. If you don't want to be mediocre, come practice extra with me after going back. Your performance today was softer than Sora!"]
[Hearing this, surprisingly, everyone didn't feel the pressure sweeping over. Their hearts became inexplicably hotter. They were intoxicated by your words, longing to leave a colorful mark at Homi Academy.]
[But there were also people looking at you with strange eyes, wondering how you know how soft Sora is?]
[You taught him a lesson!!!]
[Night.]
[When you took off your clothes to take a shower, Sora walked in to get clothes. She "coincidentally" saw the bruises on your body. She pressed her whole body against you.]
[Now you know exactly how soft Sora is.]
[You told her not to worry. When one drifts in the Jianghu (world), how can one not be stabbed? You drove her out.]
"Why does Sora have so many scenes?"
Yuuto in the outside world felt more and more that something was wrong.
Because in the simulated world, the system occasionally reveals some information related to Sora to him.
This information makes Yuuto's mind wander every time.
[It was late. Sora "night raided" again. This time she didn't come to measure size; she came in with a medicine kit to apply medicine for you.]
[You gladly agreed. After applying the medicine, Sora proposed to sleep here for the night. You were struck by lightning, stating that such things have to wait until at least 18 years old!]
[Sora was extremely shy, shouted "Hentai," and ran out the door.]
[Because both you and Sora have seen Haruka and Nao Yorihime playing poker (having sex) at a young age. She is more "knowledgeable" than most girls!]
"Animal!"
Yuuto outside the simulation cursed Haruka as a pervert.
Although he was the passive party, couldn't you damn refuse?
You taught Sora bad things!