Before the match even began, Yamamoto Yuichi had been full of ambition. He was the first to impatiently step up and fire the opening shot of the Dorm Exchange Battle.
He had originally planned to put on a dazzling performance and claim the first victory in front of everyone before the freshman dinner broke up, getting things off to a good start. Who knew he would not get the first win, but would instead be the first to get sent to the grave.
After the duel, the first thing he thought of was neither regret over his loss nor reviewing his tactical shortcomings and mistakes. Instead, he began subjecting his own soul to harsh questioning.
Like why he had nothing better to do than arrange a duel with a dog, and why it had to be in front of such a huge audience.
Maybe it was an illusion, but he felt like everyone had enjoyed that duel. The freshmen nearby cried out in amazement and pointed this way, especially after seeing him get slapped down by Bicycle + Submarine Stall Combo's two consecutive attacks. The delight on every one of their faces was impossible to hide.
But clearly, people did not share the same joys and sorrows. You Yi only found them unbearably noisy.
So he quickly withdrew in frustration, shrinking back into the crowd without another word.
"Cough, cough, cough."
Professor Kabayama, the Dorm Leader, cleared his throat and stepped forward.
"Well, um. Kira and You Yi have given us a fine demonstration and set a good example for this year's Freshman Exchange Tournament.
"I hope everyone else will also duel more actively, get to know one another as soon as possible, strengthen your bonds, and make your lives together over the next three years easier."
Hopefully.
But to