I Am The Game's Villain

Chapter 115 Air Bike Race [2]

The engines of the airbikes roared as they waited for the starting signal behind the shimmering starting gate. I could feel the excitement building up inside me as I looked over at the floating stadiums stretching out before me.

Letʼs check my bike for the last time.

It was a black bike with silver linings ordered specially by my Aunt. I really owed her a lot.

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Shut up!

I will eventually!

”Are you ready?” I looked behind toward my teammates.

Milleia, Jayden, and Carla. They were all geared up and ready to go, with their eyes fixed on the track ahead. They all had a feeling that this race was going to be epic and there was definitely that hint of excitation in their expression. Well, honestly Airbike was my favorite sport so I was also excited.

”Of course!” Milleia nodded seriously with her helmet but it was only cute from my perspective…

”Always, Edward,” Jayden grinned with his hands on the handlebars of his blue bike. Milleia and Jayden were commoners, they obviously couldnʼt afford such luxury of Airbikes so they could only borrow them from the Academy.

”Who do you think I am?” Carla smiled as well. ”I am a Dukeʼs daughter like you.”

The common point between all of us was that we all loved that sport so even during the training we werenʼt dozing off and took it seriously.

”Oh my, Edward?”

I glanced on my left, on the next cabin reserved for another group. From it, Laylaʼs face was peeking out.

”What are you doing here?” She asked with a teasing smile.

”Nothing. I just wanted to take some breath of air,” I scoffed at her.

”You really have the gall to take part in the race, Edward,” Ronald, who was sticking close to Layla, snorted. ”You better give up if you donʼt want to lose pathetically. Your chances of winning are very low, you know.”

I couldnʼt help but smirk at Ronaldʼs statement. ”Iʼll still have better chances of winning than you getting a confession from Layla,” I retorted, enjoying the look of anger on his face.

”B-Bastard!” Ronald clearly wanted to beat me up.

Milleia, who was next to me, pouted and grabbed my arm. ”Edward, please donʼt provoke them.”

Elona, my sister, also chided me. ”Brother, why must you antagonize everyone?”

”He started it though?” I replied as a matter of fact.

”From the beginning?” Elona raised a brow.

I realized then that it was my fault for starting the argument with Layla months ago.

My bad.

I admit.

”Be careful Elona! Ronny and Johnny donʼt care about you! They are bastards who wouldnʼt hesitate to throw you off the bike if it means making Layla the winner. Donʼt trust those twisted creepy stalking freaks!” I warned my little sister as a caring elder brother.

”B-Brother…” Elona was embarrassed at my caring words blended with mocking ones against her teammates.

”E-E-Edward…?” Milleia was dumbfounded at my words.

”Pfffft! Ahahaha!” Carla burst out laughing and held her stomach.

”Pffft-” Jayden barely kept his laugh from leaking.

Layla giggled at my words. ”Donʼt take his words to heart, brother and you as well Ronny.”

John just stared at me while Ronald glared at me furiously.

”I will beat you off of your bike, Edward! And you as well Alfred!!” Ronald threw a glare on the group on my right before concentrating on his bike.

I turned to my right and saw Alfredʼs group.

Their group was calm and collected with Alfred in the front. With his golden bike and helmet, he looked really picturesque. What a showoff.

Alfred glanced at Ronald for a second before shifting his gaze to me. ”You better go all out, Edward.”

”No thanks. I just want to qualify, thatʼs all,” I shrugged my shoulders. I mean, as long as I am qualified to be in the elite team, it was alright. No need to exhaust myself for such a simple race.

Alfredʼs lips twitched at my lazy words. Shaking his head, he looked back ahead of him.

”...”

Oh, Thomas was glaring daggers at Jayden who was quarreling with Carla behind me. Milleia was trying to stop them in vain.

I waved my hand to Thomas to annoy him even more but the latterʼs eyes were still on Lyra and the one who showed reaction to my wave was the pretty girl in their group. If I remember, her name was Nisha. She was also a first year. Her mouth opened and closed repeatedly as she looked at me and her face turned beet red.

Sigh…

What a sinful man am I.

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[It is definitely not a good thing. His arrogance is only growing by day.]

Ignoring Cleenahʼs and Jarvisʼ words, I squeezed the handlebars of my bike.

”Are you ready?!” A third year was going to be the commentator.