Ronan noticed that behind the five angry young men stood a listless-looking man in his thirties. He seemed utterly unconcerned by the players' insults. Only when he saw Crow did he force an awkward smile.
"Manager Dai, don't worry. I was just off my game that round. There are two matches in a friendly, aren't there?"
"I'll definitely give it my all next round."
Before Crow could say anything, the other young men all showed looks of contempt.
They had played with this guy for several days. How could they not know what he was like?
Who knew where he had scammed that Level 4 Mecha Pilot certificate from? In short, he was just a freeloader.
After all, every extra match meant extra pay.
Begonia Squad was currently a newly established team, and many things had yet to be finalized. Even the club manager was Crow, a veteran headhunter, pulling double duty. No one knew what that whimsically minded big boss was planning; not only were they forbidden from publicizing the team, but they also had to keep an extremely low profile while searching for capable players.
For Crow, it was an awful feeling to have plenty of money but be unable to recruit outstanding players because the team was too unknown.
The sight of this freeloader made him angry, but after years of navigating the world, Crow had learned not to show his feelings. He merely said flatly, "Leave. Go settle your pay with Finance next week."
Only then did the five young men relax a little.
The man said awkwardly, "But there's still one match left! Your club doesn't even have a substitute. Can these five kids handle it? Are you really going to play five against six? I'm definitely finishing the last match."
"We'd rather play five