HPDBC Volume 12 Chapter 20: A Bet
Volume 12 Chapter 20: A Bet
volume 12 chapter 20: a bet
volume 12 chapter 20: a bet
chelan walked out of the meeting room. he finished a meeting with the representative. they were finishing up some information. that was when he spotted someone before him.
"what do you want, freed?" chelan was composed as he stared at keith.
"i want to get some answers from you. is there a problem with that?" it would definitely come from him if he wanted to get clear answers.
"no, there's no problem. what do you want to talk about?"
“i want to talk about the coins handed to us in the f-class. clearly, you know this amount is nothing more than chump change.” that was something everyone should have known. the class budget should have been more even to each class. so, how could it be this skewed?
"that's because your class is tardy. you still haven't submitted an idea for what you want to do." unlike the rest of the classes, they have yet to submit a concrete concept of what stalls they plan to run.
“that’s why you guys got fewer coins than the others.” one had a more concrete response, which needed coins. he couldn't just save it for f-class.
“fair point, but i heard your class also doesn't have a concrete idea.” s-class wasn’t there either. everyone on his island told him about it. plus,
“and you guys have the most funding out of all of us.” the one with the most funding was none other than s-class, which was strange, according to chelan’s logic about first come, first serve.
“that’s because we are the strongest class.” there was nothing about it. when comparing s-class to f-class, the difference between the two was uncanny. one was the best class, while the other was the worst class. it didn’t matter what keith had said to him. if he was going to allocate the budget, he would do so with the s-class.
“are you going to use that logic when you lose to us?” keith scoffed.
“oh, are you making a bet?”
it was going to be a fair fight to a certain degree. both sides had disadvantages. for starters, s-class was superior to f-class by a mile. however, most of the s-class members were aligned with keith. so they wouldn’t compete against him even if they did know about the wager. but chelan had already accounted for that, as enough students didn't want to lose.
“brother, how could you make such a deal?” muriel’s eyes darkened as he stared at chelan.
“hmm? how did you- you were the one watching.” chelan had realized that something was off with all of this.
“yes, but how could you make keith wager his spot at the academy?! have you gone mad?!” these two people were insane. to think they would wager their spot and do so.
“sister, he is the one i need to overcome if i want to be the best.” knowledge-skills-power. everything about keith was something he wanted to prove that he was better.
“and you think you could do this?”
“yes. and i’m not asking you to follow me since he’s your friend.”
“...”
“you think i wouldn’t find out about that?” chelan raised one of his brows, “if you don’t want your friend to be ousted by your help, then don’t help me. but don’t try to mess things up.”
“...” muriel’s eyes narrowed before saying this, “then if you don’t want me to do anything strange, you should change my class.”
“eh?”