Life Of A Nobody - as a Villain

"Bastard." Demir (the guy nicknamed Pandya by Rio and Bernhardt) cursed and glared at Rio angrily and chased after him.

The ball was constantly getting passed around the teams and though this game was about scoring a goal, no one from the fourth years were interested in doing that, as almost all their strikes were one way or another directed at Rio.

It didn't even look like a match between students, but mirrored a street gang fight with how brutal everyone started to become mere minutes into the game.

People were literally trying to bash each other's head in with their balls.

Even the staff watching all this from the sidelines raised their brows over this situation and frowned in displeasure, yet there was nothing they could do. The rules never dictated that a team couldn't gang up on one person alone.

Not to mention though Rio's face did look ugly getting surrounded by everyone, he wasn't alone or losing. Amelia was smiling like a villainess with how happy she was when she landed a hit on a girl's face, who blocked her and Rebecca earlier.

The game continued with every minute more people getting battered and bruised, the fun curses this game provided seemed to look horrifying to the public below. And could cause parents to change channels and hold that awkward silence stature in front of their children for two minutes.

The people watching the match were only increasing every second, and just after 10 minutes in, the crowd outside had literally doubled in numbers.

(Rio even doubted if Leon was just fighting against third years alone with no audience to show off at.)

The audience was enjoying the match, placing bets, cursing and shouting loudly, almost shaking the barriers with the sound intensity. Some were concerned, some were curious and some afraid, but one thing, no one could take away their eyes from the aerial stage. Even when it became too much to watch.

Like when Rio was hit and cursed with paralysis, thus frozen in place, he literally got hit 4 more times in a row, and every penalty only superimposed with each other. If it wasn't for Katherine and Valtor to block him, while the idiot Zirrix, who felt insulted for being ignored, steal the ball away, Rio even had the feeling he was gonna be stoned to death in public.

But thankfully the ball finally reached Amaya's range, and she kept playing with it until his curse disappeared and he nodded his head at her to restart the play.

The sharp heroine was noticing this match very closely, watching Rio and his old classmates without missing a single detail. Listening to their taunts and mocking words continuously, hoping to learn some secret.

One look at her eyes and Rio knew exactly what was happening, "No wonder she became a goalkeeper, she's literally chilliny in background." He said in his heart , but there was nothing he could do about her.

She didn't do anything bad to him, at least not yet. And he didn't want to kill her without any reason for Valtor's sake.

The rival of the hero is actually quite a nice guy and friend to have. And Rio didn't want to ruin his little love story and turn him into a broody emotionless robot for now.

So she lives. Unless of course she poked her nose and dared to crossed the limit.

After half an hour, finally the first goal happened. Obviously, no surprise, it was from first year students, since seniors had no interest in going anywhere away from Rio's range.

Fuckers were literally swarming him like flies the moment they secured the ball.

Though Amy, Becca, Katherine and Valtor were playing their roles in the game and helping him share the burden, but there's actually nothing to do when their opponents just outright ignore them and turn around.

And when anyone did jump forward to block their 'seize' , someone would come out and block them or distance them.

Hell, the stupid monkey even went nuts and got on a rampage after getting ignored for the Nth time. Thinking it was a hit on his pride. Like for real the match was getting boring for others too, hell Rio literally saw Amaya yawning a couple of minutes ago.

"You okay?" Valtor asked, stopping near Rio.

"Never been better." Rio said, wiping the blood from his mouth while smirking at the guy whose hand was lying limp on a side, with a bone protruding out from his wrist.

Since when Rio was about to hit the ball few moments ago, he predicted it may change directions suddenly and swung his bat accordingly, but his prediction was wrong, and he ended up hitting this guy's hand, breaking his bones.

Though it meant Rio got a penalty and their opponents got one point for free, but who cares about that in a match like this.

Current score -

[ Blue team = 10 points ]

[ Red team = 7 points.]

This was the score after the first goal which had given the first years 5 additional points,while the rest were just because the other team broke some rules. As for seniors, they currently had 7 points, all of which for the rule breaking scene from Rio's side.

"Can you even hold on like this for all 3 rounds?" Katherine asked worriedly looking at the line up staring at Rio like hungry wolves ready to pounce on food. She was really curious about why these guys seemed to hate him so much. But it wasn't her place to ask.

"Just focus on getting the goals, l'll handle these fuckers just fine." Rio replied before dodging to the side as the ball covered in flames passed through his cheeks, almost like a shooting star or a compressed meteorite.

"Why're you running away, Rio?" A mellow tone came to his ears as Rio looked up and noticed Millie standing there blocking his path.

She was pretty, not at the level of main heroines, but someone considered above average from arcadia's top beauty standards. Meaning almost scoring 90/100 or 9/10 from an author's / observer's style.

She had this villainess vibe around her and an evil kinda smirk on her face with a cold glint in her eyes that seemed to look down on everyone and everything. Like she was standing at the top of the world and others were just ants crawling on the ground.

Only an idiot protagonist can look at this level of superiority complex chick, and think she's just tough on outside but soft on inside. To others, she's like those annoying ex girlfriends who always think your next is definitely worse than her.

"Hiding behind others backs while not even fighting back, now that's not the proud genius I remember from two years ago. Where's your arrogance that crushed all the students under your foot huh? Don't tell me you lost it. After all, that was the only thing charming about you."

"You know what Millie, your memory's pretty bad." Rio said, raising his hand to block the ball about to hit him from the back. "What did I tell you, the next time I see that pride'y smirk, I'm gonna slap you so hard, your jaw will fall off."

—-kasshs-hhhh

Argggghhghhhhh

"Maybe this will help you remember it in the future. Do Not Cross Me Again, and don't ever block my way."

As Rio's words finished he turned around and left in another direction, while Millie just stood there, covering her face with both her hands, as blood slowly dripped through her fingers.

The audience cheering and chattering all this time suddenly turned silent and all focused on Millie, while cursing Rio for being cruel. Even many first year students pointed their fingers and stood up for their pretty senior, yet Rio himself ignored all this and was thinking back on his attack while frowning heavily.

'lucky bitch.' he cursed, as he looked at his palms shaking in pain.

He had used a grappling technique while blocking the ball from his back, which used the air pressure generated through his speed and strength to change the ball's direction without actually making contact with the runes on its surface and getting a penalty.

He wanted to get the ball towards Millie's face and then have it move sideways just before it was about to touch her, resulting in a perfect slap. But the bitch seemed to notice it and raised her defenses.

But that wasn't all,

'System, which bastard was it? Who interfered?'

Rio asked, as he had clearly felt a resistance from the ball which gave Millie enough window to save herself. Not to mention, the ball didn't move out of the way as he wished, ending up in Millie only getting some puny penalty and not his slap. Even the blood dripping through her hands wasn't hers, but his. Bitch was perfectly fine, except a little scared maybe.

'Who the hell messed up my shot?'

[The professor did.]

[The ball's rigged. And so is this game.]

[You're fucked, host. Get ready for a beating.]

[The real game starts now.]