Who Let Him Play Yu-Gi-Oh! novel Chapter 84

Chapter 84 - 84: Mascot

Silence.

Until Watanabe Shuichi's LP hit zero and he was blasted flat on his back, no one spoke for a long time.

Even the Host had his mouth hanging open, stunned and speechless.

Mama Mia, what the heck just happened!?

He was almost shocked enough to blurt out Professor Crowler's catchphrase.

It wasn't unheard of for genius freshmen to take down the defending members during recruitment events. The Host thought that after more than two years in the Duel Club, he'd seen it all.

But a duel like this? He'd never seen anything like it!

"Uh..." The big-busted senpai on the stands was at a loss for words.

Kira showed off both a "you're not allowed to play today" stall style and a theoretically infinite-ATK loop in the same duel... It was hard to imagine such wildly different playstyles could come from the same person in one match.

How could there be a duelist like this in the world?

Even Chazz was out of his seat, eyes glued to Kira on stage, not looking away for a second.

He already knew that guy was a troll, and strong as hell. But even so, this duel went way beyond his expectations.

How does this guy keep coming up with so many bizarre combos!?

Watching Kira duel, Chazz felt like he was watching a genius solving math problems: problems that regular students rack their brains over, the genius casually solves in a few strokes, leaving everyone else dumbfounded—like, "So that's possible?!"

Sometimes, you want to open up a genius's head and see how it works—why is it so different from yours?

Of course, even if Kira knew this, he'd just smile and say he was simply standing on the shoulders of giants.

Even with the card game is life rules in this world—where locals need a hundred times more effort to discover patterns that real-world duelists take for granted—Kira, as a dimension-hopper, could see even more combos and deck ideas with ease. But even for him, this game was still huge.

So many card combos, so many tricks, and tactics—especially the ones that endured and were handed down for twenty years—they were all the crystallization of the wisdom of duelists of the past. He could only do so much because he was building on what others had figured out.

Finding possibilities in the vast card pool, creating wild and unexpected synergies that surprise or delight, that's always been part of Yu-Gi-Oh's charm.

"Congratulations, Fujiki Kira, you passed the assessment."

At last, the Duel Club president spoke up.

"That's enough, Shuichi. Come back."

From the look on the president's face, Shuichi knew he wasn't happy with his performance—he was in for a scolding.

Shuichi wanted to cry but had no tears. He wanted to say, "President, it wasn't my fault! I did my best."

But what do you do when your opponent's not even human?

Even when Kira stepped off the stage, everyone's eyes were still locked on him.

He's just a freshman...

At this rate, won't the Duel Club have to change presidents soon?

"..."

"This is your welcome gift."

The busty senpai smiled and handed Kira a badge.

"This is the Duel Club member badge, keep it safe. New members get five extra credits, and you can pick one card for free from this box."