Sometimes, awkwardness was a unique yet stifling atmosphere.
It was the silence born from someone's strange remarks, or from behavior so absurd that it left people speechless.
It was not isolation. Rather, silence was the best choice.
"Mm."
At the judges' table, Barry scratched his head. For a moment, he did not know what to say.
Accurate archery?
Did that count as a superpower?
It was not that he looked down on Green Arrow, but this ability really was a little too useless.
"I don't know what to say."
Barry turned to Clark beside him, intending to hear what Clark had to say.
Clark narrowed his eyes. He had never been particularly good at playing the bad guy and saying harsh things, so...
After a brief silence, Clark shifted his gaze to Batman, who had not said a word the entire time.
"So, you possess exceptional shooting skills and combat abilities, is that right?"
Batman did not decline again. There was no one seated to his right anymore.
So he was the only one who could speak.
Green Arrow was slightly stunned upon hearing Batman's words, then immediately realized something.
It seemed these people did not particularly want him to join the Justice League. Green Arrow began to panic. "I have a heart for justice!"
The Flash shrugged. "Everyone here does."
"I'm highly skilled in martial arts and powerful in combat!"
Batman said nothing. His blue eyes merely shifted inconspicuously toward Clark, the meaning obvious: He can take more hits and fight better than you.
Green Arrow fell silent for a moment. Why did it feel like everyone here was stronger than him?
It was like an arcade game. Every character had their own role—warriors, mages, each with their own differences.
The more awkward thing was that Green Arrow suddenly