The Empire of Reimia (3)

— And what do you get out of these Competitive events? — Shogo shook his head. — But it’s good that you’re at least interested in it. Issei is going against his will.
— I’d rather relax on our curator’s lap, — the guy continued for his friend, — but we have the smallest class in terms of numbers, so there’s no choice.
— If there was something really good at stake, I would have considered participating myself. But as it is, it’s just a waste of energy. By the way, speaking of that, — Shogo turned to Linnea, — do you remember our conversation yesterday?

Before Issei mentioned the size of their class, Linnea hadn’t really thought about the fact that some team members were simply told they had to be there, no excuses. Therefore, not everyone had the same strong motivation to give it their all, as she did, for example. This realization even disappointed her a little. Victory over an opponent who isn’t really striving to win doesn’t bring much satisfaction. And defeat would be even more humiliating.
— I remember it, — the Reimi nodded, even a little surprised that this hadn’t slipped her mind, — what’s up?