âYeah! Mommy, I heard her using swear words!â
The young woman nodded. âShe didnât intentionally eavesdrop.â
Helena shook her head, feeling it inappropriate to argue with a child.
The woman, holding Grape, settled into her seat and asked, âAre you a fan of Michael?â
Helena quickly replied, âWell⦠I flew here for four hours just to watch his match. Since he rarely livestreams due to his temperament, there arenât many opportunities to see him. I wanted to see him play in person.â
The woman understood, an image forming in her mind.
âAnother one of Michaelâs fan base. Who knows if she even reached Diamond rank? This is esports, not some star-chasing game.â A casual male voice floated from the front seat as two men leaned in together, whispering amongst themselves.
Helena wanted to curse, but seeing the presence of a child, she held herself back.
The competition was about to begin.
The two teams took the stage, standing on either side of the gleaming golden trophy. The commentator began to introduce the players, recounting the honors they had each previously won.
The camera focused on a teenagerâs face. The fansâ cheers were so loud they could have brought the arena down.
âHeâs even more handsome in person than on camera! Wow!â
The child in the womanâs arms suddenly exclaimed, âItâs Mikey!â
The woman acknowledged with a response.
The competition had officially begun.
The two teams had played their first two rounds.
The woman holding the child spoke softly. âST is about to launch an assassin mage.â
Before Helena could react, ST had indeed locked onto the assassin mage.
âTheyâre planning to ban the jungling next. If they donât, ST will seize the opportunity,â said the woman.
Helena understood the game, but she never expected that a childâs mother would too. She was taken aback. âYou also play this game?â
Grape was the first to respond. âMy mommy is quite the expert!â
The woman casually covered the girlâs mouth, half-smiling. âIâve done some research. If this situation, which was sure to win in the mid-to-late stages, is managed well, theyâll be completely outplayed.
However, they have too many tanks. Everyone has the ability to teleport. What could the tank do to keep them around?â
The plot truly unfolded as the woman had predicted. The lineup was too cumbersome. They won the first round.
Helena was somewhat in disbelief. âYouâre really impressive.â
âNot at all,â said the young woman.
The announcement âLetâs congratulate STâ echoed throughout the venue.
The two boys in front had already repeatedly turned around, hesitatingly asking the woman, âLady, you must have at least two thousand points in the game, right?â
The young woman raised an eyebrow. âIsnât it just a matter of using your brain? Surely you two canât be that clueless.â
The two individuals took a moment to comprehend, wondering why she had resorted to vulgarity. âHow could you insult someone like that?â
The woman kicked their seats nonchalantly. âIf you can call someone a b*tch so easily, whatâs wrong with me cursing you? Am I wrong to call you two mutts?â
âYou!â
Helena was utterly dumbfounded. She had never imagined that the woman could outdo her in hurling insults and right in front of a childâ¦
It was halftime, and many people were looking in that direction. The conversation between the two men had been overheard by those around them. In their eyes, the woman holding the child exuded an air of confidence and flamboyance, appearing both cool and beautiful.
This time, it was the two of them who turned red in the face.
Helena cast her a benevolent glance, whispering, âThank you for speaking up for me.â
The young woman smiled.
Following that, the woman fell silent. The little girl in her arms had fallen asleep, and she watched her sleeping form intently, her eyes filled with tender love.
She sat amidst the excited, bustling crowd, her gaze lowered, exuding an aloofness that made her seem like an outsider.
Curiously, Helena asked, âArenât you going to analyze it anymore? Iâm feeling quite anxious.â
Only then did she glance at the stage. âJust believe in the person you love.â