: The sixth year story 035, the counterattack begins

Candy pushed Mike away again, grabbing his collar's hand, sneered, and said, "Oh, Mike, it's really ugly. You’ve never been so ugly when you were in town. When you were oppressing me, I'm not so flustered as I am now."
"You...you are...?????!!!"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I missed my mouth. Since you don't believe me, I will tell you from the beginning. However, I hope you can remember that it is not an idiot who framed you this time, but the one who was taken from the beginning. Kicked out from the White Mask team... fool's idea."
"what?!"
"Listen well. At the end of the ninth game, didn't the idiot mention the room? In fact, the room has no meaning at all. He said this purely to disrupt your thinking and let You become nervous."
"Then, it's eating. You guessed something would happen at that meal, right? I'm sorry to let you down. However, it can be considered to have happened. It's the ‘time’ thing that has passed."
"There are fifteen rounds in this competition, a total of fifteen hours. But these fifteen hours are not really carried out in a strict sense, but can have faults. The evidence is that every time the soldier only confirms that no one has objections Under circumstances, the time will be announced again. However, if someone has objections or wants to do something, he will not announce the time to continue. Speaking of which, that fool was talking about it in your sixth round, and the soldier did There is no such thing as any continuation."
Mike lowered his head and thought for a while, then he raised his head again, opened his bloodshot eyes, and said, "This...what about it?"
"Ha, how about it? This can greatly consume time. It will extend your time in extremely stressful situations. Over time, humans will become tired. Especially in this kind of entertainment, there is nothing but a long time. While waiting, if you maintain a high level of nervousness, you will get tired easily, and you will get tired easily. Look at your eyes now, your eyes are bloodshot now, as if you are not awake. Isn't it? "
"Because of long-term tension and mental exhaustion, when you know that the score after the twelfth round is not different from what you expected, you will immediately relax. It is easy to lie to you at this time."
"Okay, I won’t hurt you, I’ll continue. That fool said those things and forced you into his room and locked the door. In fact, there is a deeper meaning. That is to let you not know what the five of us are. Who is in contact with, he doesn’t know our actions. He just took advantage of your confinement period, and he lobbied us one by one so that we would not cooperate with you in the last three rounds. Finally, put you Eliminated."
Mike suddenly turned his head and looked at Mike who was closing his eyes and rested! What kind of mind is hidden under that white mask? !
"So... just like this?! You guys just like this... knock me out?!"
"Hehehe, because you are very smart."
Candy pointed to his head and said--
"You are so smart, and you like to frame people so much. Although we had to cooperate with you before, if we can get rid of you, then of course we will be happy to do it."
"You...I...this...!!!"
Mike let go of his hand and stood there blankly without speaking.
"As you said, this world is a world where only smart people can live. However, if we fools choose, we would rather step on those smart people.'Put the smartest and most capable people Kill', this is the rule of this world. You are an unsuccessful gangster, a dude who relies on his father to be a baron and dominates in the white seaside town. Don’t tell me you don’t know the most basic rule. The laws of society~~~"
"Fat...you fellow..."
"Then what you just asked, what should I do in the fifteenth round. Then I will tell you now that in the fifteenth round, the angler is willing to give up the opportunity to score and take the job of equal sharing. Therefore, he will end up with nine points The situation ends the game."
"Mike, do you think it's a foolish act for an angler to score nine points? No, in the last round, it doesn't make any difference whether he scores or not. If you don't believe it, I will show it to you."
After all, Candy took out the pen and paper, and easily wrote everyone's name on it.
"If the game ends with nine points for the angler, the four of me, the salesman, the traveler, and the bee are ten points. The angler is nine points, and the fool is nine points. Difficult father, idiot, eight points. Blacksmith, prince, broomstick Star seven points. And because you were betrayed by us and abandoned by the black mask group, your final score was five points."
"You see, even if the angler has nine points, he and the idiot and our tenth group can be promoted smoothly. There is no difference. This is one of the reasons why he agreed not to score."
Mike looked at the score sheet blankly, his eyes widened, speechless. However, Candy laughed and continued--
"Actually, thinking about it now, you are not even the smartest. Because although the fool was calculated by you at the beginning, in the end, he won you smoothly, didn't he?"
After that, Candy closed the notepad, turned and left. Only Mike with straight eyes was sitting on the bench, his head tilted, and he couldn't think of anything...
………………………………………………Lost?
Thirteenth inning, 7 points.
Fourteenth inning, 6 points.
Fifteenth round, 5 points...
If this continues, not only will he be eliminated from the first camp, but he will also be immediately beaten to the bottom and become the loser with the lowest score!
that's it?
Isn't it... want to just give up like this?
Is it necessary to let these fools, mentally retarded, and foolish people be superior to their own, clever mind, good at thinking, and they should be born above the Master Mike?
……………………No.
In this world, no one is allowed to be smarter than Mike...
It is absolutely not allowed, someone can frame Mike!
Only Mike can count those fools, but never allow those fools to count me Mike! ! !
Absolutely.........no ! ! !
Boom
With a sound, the cold night sky began to rain drizzle.
And this person who had been thoroughly calculated, clenched his fist, slowly... raised the cunning eyes... let the cold rain pour...V