The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

“Put it in my house.” Joe suggested.

Everyone else agreed.

“I have made several virtual battles of the game. These are all likely to appear during the game. You can practice in advance.” Claire sent links to the four of them.

Joe asked incredulously. “Claire, when did you do this? It should be extremely time-consuming, right?”

Claire yawned. “I made it last night and today.”

The four of them stared at her with their eyes wide open.

When they were practicing, Claire accompanied them to practice, and when they took a rest, Claire was doing these things.

Oh my god!

“Stop talking nonsense. Get started now.”

In the evening, Joe took the computer equipment home and met Becky at the door.

Their houses were not far apart.

Becky stood in front of Joe with arms around her chest. “Why don’t you just apologize to my brother?”

“What?” Joe thought that he had heard it wrong. “Why should I apologize? Your brother insulted and devalued me first!”

Becky showed a look of astonishment. “Are you really going to have a contest with my brother?”

Joe raised his head and his eyes were firm. “Of course!”

“You will lose!” Becky said with disdain. “Do you really think Claire can lead you to win this match? What a joke…”

“It’s not clear who will win or lose. Claire is much better than you think!”

Seeing Joe desperately defending Claire, Becky jumped anxiously. “Do you trust her so much?!”

Joe stopped talking to her and asked the servants to carry a few large cardboard boxes into the villa.

Becky glanced at the cardboard boxes and vaguely saw a few words written on them.

Late at night, Becky called Phoebe.

“Joe and the others are serious. I saw him carrying new computer keyboards and other equipment to his home. I really don’t know why they’re so confident.”

“Alas, they must have been fooled by Claire.” Phoebe sighed. “Anyway, we’re friends. We can’t watch them being fooled by Claire.”

Becky disagreed. “They can’t win anyway.”

“That’s not necessarily true.”

Becky didn’t quite understand her words. “What do you mean? Do you think Claire will win?”

Phoebe turned over on the bed and said on the phone, “Claire is a very cunning person. If she beats your brother by playing dirty, no one can find the evidence.”

“Huh?” Becky asked anxiously. “Then what should I do?”

“Um…” Phoebe thought for a while and smiled. “You said Joe bought new computer accessories, right? I have a good idea.”

——

The contest date was getting closer, and everyone was practicing day and night, getting more and more nervous.

As amateurs, though they had improved a lot in the past few days, no matter how much they practiced, they were no match for professional players.

Dora also came to accompany Claire. Stuffing food into her mouth, she asked. “Has your team got a name?”

Her words reminded them about this matter.

Their team didn’t even have a decent name.

“Let’s give our team a name.”

“I have a good idea. How about RAW, which is the abbreviation of Rose and wine.” Wayne pointed to Claire. “Claire is the rose, and we are the wine. What do you think?”

“This is good!”

“So, it’s decided.”

Everyone started talking about it excitedly.

Claire tapped on the computer with a finger and said, “The game is tomorrow. Go back and take a good rest.”