GTS World Championship: 01

25-story-building-sized girls were crashing in the middle of the city.

The impact shattered away all the windows of the surrounding buildings. Asphalt road they stepped on sinks like rubber clay.

“Get out of my way!”

Whir-!!

An orange sports car rushed out of the dust, dodging giant steps of two girls. The car drove smoothly through wrecks falling from a building. Seconds later, the car went down about two blocks. At that moment, a huge face popped out from a crossroad ahead.

“I got you~♪”

Giant girl stretches out her legs toward the car, grin on her face. Her double-decker sized foot strikes the car like a meteoroid.

“Not a chance!!!”

Just a moment before crash, another giant girl bursts out from opposite side and throws her body to save the car. Two giants collapse to the ground, entangled like snakes. Every building on the ground shivers and everything on the ground bumps up a foot.

A single kick to the building totaled it. A body check made a girl fall back to a building, and building collapsed like a domino. The orange car flew like a bug, escaping all the mass behind.

After the big-escape, car keeps driving not losing its speed. When it arrives riverside several blocks from downtown, it suddenly stops leaving its skid marks.

A girl leaps off from passenger seat.

“Keep going. I'll take care of this.”

The man in the driver's seat nodes, closes the car window, and rushes off. The girl looks it driving across the river and beyond.

“Tsk. This is not good. We’re gonna lose again.”

The girl clickes her tongue and turns her head to downtown area, where she just escaped from. Right after, sound shacking the ground comes closer and closer.

Unsurprisingly, a girl appeared smashing down a build. So tall she was, looking her up was neck braking.

She was the girl who tried to flat the car a minute ago.

“Not this time!”

Tiny girl shouted and rush to the giant girl.

Step by step.

Every step she takes, her size grows like Jack’s beanstalk, her footstep turns heavy.

In a few step, tiny girl turned as giant as the girl in front of her. She crashes her shoulder using her momentum.

KABoom-!!! Crack!!

Meanwhile, orange sports car arrived opposite side of the bridge.

The man took off totalled car and staired at the situation happening at the city center. Sight of building-sized girls struggling and demolishing the city was indeed a spectacular view. Certainly, it is impossible to see in anywere else.

The man counted the girls.

Four, five, six, seven....

Seven?

“……?!”

"Huhuhu."

The man felt something wrong. His face shaded with worry. And just that moment,

"Did you get it now?"

There was another girl talking to him from behind. When he turned his face with hurry, girl behind him turned to a giant, just like girls fighting over the bridge.

“We’re going to take this match.”

Crash-!!

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"<Jazz Jack> Down!! After a 3:2 full set battle, <Uznomiya Ace> beats down the Jazz Jack and takes their first victory of this fall season!!"

"Jazz Jack was pretty good, they were really close this time. They almost turn the tables this time. Jazz Jack’s Runner <Diver> really draged the opponent's time!”

"But Uznomiya Ace have there reasons to win either! World season is just around the corner! They also need the winning rating!”

"Ah-! Uznomiya Ace <Somper> <Bella>! She is starting to dance her winning ceremony live…”

Bump!

“……!”

The cell phone playing the game waved greatly as the bus rattle. The man watching the game raised his head and looked around. The bus was about to arrive his destination.

"Ring-ring-. This stop is Yishikami-sanchou, Yishikami-sanchou. For your own safety, please take off after the vehicle is completely stopped.”

The man put his cell phone into his pocket listening to the announcement. In a moment, bus stopped. He took off without hurry. Suit top on his right arm, tip of his yellow tie inside shirt pocket, hard shoe bottom makes sound with the ground.

“…….”

The station called Yishikami-sanchou, with no tall buildings around. Rather, there was no buildings at all. High above the ground, there was full view of Yishikami city at a glance.

There was nothing around the station, but some benches. And few people sitting around the bench. They wore simillar looking glasses, watching the peaceful and quiet view of the city.

"Wow, it's much better to watch it in person."

"I really thought they were going to lose. That much fuss they made?”

"Gee, I thought you were cheering for Jazz Jack all this time..."

However, the conversation of those who were watching the scenery was not so peaceful. Of course, the man didn't wonder that either. He knew the reason, and he came all the way upto here with a view of the city to watch the same thing.

“…….”

The man took the glasses case out of the inside pocket of the suit he was holding. When he opened the case, a pair of ordinary-looking glasses appeared.

The man slightly lowered his head and put the glasses on his face.

And he looked down the scenery again.

Over the same city, there was Uznomiya Ace giant girls dancing their winning cermony, demollished citu as background

The place he was looking at, was indeed the city which the GTS game was holding.

『 GTS World Championship 』

「 Episode 01: Ruined Meets Ruined 」

"So THAT’s what you’ve been doing, huh? Watching GTS league. Why did you even quit, if you’er going all the way down there...“

"I told you I didn’t quit. I had my own business to...“

"EVERYONE say that when they quit. Back in my days, no one quit even if...“

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry. Because I’m young and lack of will."

"…? You cheeky bastard, you talk too much. When I’m telling you..."

Endless nagging came out of the phone. The man entered a house with dying voice. House was neat but it smelt like dust, seems it was left alone for a while.

"…<Nanjou>."

"Yes."

"I already told you, but it's not your fault. You already know that, right?"

“…….”

Voice of middle-aged man became serious. <Nanjou> couldn’t say anything to the man behind the phone.

"…it's my fault. After all, I'm the one who ruined the kids."

"I told you it’s not like that....“

"Phone bill’s gonna be pain. I’m exhausted coming all the way down here. I’ve got to go."

"<Nanjou>..."

-Beep.

Nanjou hung up the phone as ‘cheeky bastard’ do. But the phone didn’t rang again. Nanjou knew the-old-man is like the-old-man.

“I’m just taking care of my own business. What’s all the fuss like baby sitting....”

After a grumble, his eyes caught medals and trophies lying on the TV tray.

They were there all along. He completely forgot he put those there.

‘2027 GTS Korea Champions Runner MVP’

‘2029 World Player of the Yeah: Runner part’

‘2030 World Player of the Yeah: Runner part’

‘2030 GTS World Champions Winner’

“…….”

Nanjou put those all in the paper box next to it. And he put the box backside of boiler room, deep inside his house. Not just that, he moved all GTS-league-things to the boiler room.

“Whoa, I’m tired. let’s hire someone to clean the house..."

Nanjou looked outside the window. Day was bright, as the sun was high in the middle. The weather looked good, too.

"…Let's get over THAT place first."

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"Oh, please senpai. If you go out, there's really no one to play! You know that!"

A girl’s urgent voice shouted out from one of club-activity room.

"I know, but you know I can’t do anything about it."

However, despite the cry of a girl, senpai gives her a sorry gaze and gets out of the room.

Not just her, other girls who were sitting inside the room gets out with same sorry gaze.

"We’re not completely over yet….”

"Not completely, but we’re almost over.... Let's admit that <Marika>."

"13 consecutive loss. We can’t even entry student league."

"You know that. In order to qualify for the league, we have to win all seven remaining games by a perfect score of 3 to 0. That’s impossible....”

"If that was even close to possible, it wouldn't have come to 13 consecutive losses…"

"Well, that's true, but...!”

Each members... no, ex-members leaves the room with comments. However, <Marika> couldn’t refute any of their words. She just appealed to their emotions.

But as usual, that emotional appeal....

"And we don’t have any <Runner> left.”

“…….”

It’s defenseless to definite logic. <Marika> shut her mouth tight, as she had nothing to say.

"We know <Marika> worked so hard. You brought all those <Runners>. All those part-times to earned money to hire them. But you can’t get <Runners> any more and you know the reasons."

"<Runners> need their good careers too. They want to join a winning team. There are better teams they can join besides ours."

<Marika> couldn’t reply to any of those ‘right opinions’ and just stood alone with her head down. Every students left the room leaving an apology.

‘I’m sorry, Marika.‘

‘I can’t see you working so hard.‘

‘You can’t do everything you want to do.‘

‘We can do this as hobby after we get to college.’

‘There must be something else better suits us’

‘Let’s do something else together. I’ll call you when we start one.‘

In a moment, there was no one left in the room but Marika.

“…….”

Marika looked at the empty shelf. She expected to put medals and trophies there. But there was nothing- but a local-league silver trophy. The year written on it was 7 years ago.

Marika stood infront of the trophy. It was left there for a long time. No one took care, and dust was piled up.

"At least... if we were silver-rated, we wouldn’t worry about qualification..."

Marika’s voice suddenly went emotional. Vibrating with longing.

"…Senpai…"

She was calling some specific <Senpai>, other then girls just left the room.

"I'm sorry, Senpai. I can’t…."

That moment,

(door sliding) The door everyone left, opened with sliding sound.

Marika look back, hoping for someone turned their mind to come back. Her face looked bright with hope.

Soon, it turned to a puzzled look. It wasn’t her club members, nither was her teacher, nither was someone she knew.

THE MAN was so strange to be here.

"Uh... Who...are you? I'm sorry, this is a girls' high school..”

"Oh, I know. I'm not a weirdo, You don't have to worry about me. I also got the permission to come in.”

The man, tip of his yellow tie inside his shirt pocket, gives a dry answer. Rather, he asks Marika.

"This is the GTS club, right? Is <Mizno Marika> here by any chance?"

"…I heard she’s looking for <Runner>."

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