Rivalry Mate:Romance of revere harem

ng, but I was still good at it. It seemed like I was good at everything. Suddenly, I got hit by something. I looked back to see Damien with a sheepish smile on his face. Damien was the son of my fa

a, which wasn't passed onto my Dad despite him being his son." "I don't believe you. Even if I didn't get it, there's no one who is strong enough. If only you were a male like me, you would be my only problem, but you aren't, so I guess things will be easy for me," he replied and smiled, obviously feeling good. I was still determined to ruin his mood, so I looked for the following best way to do that. I looked at my feet; his ball was still there, so I carried it and smiled at him. Damien gave a worried look aware of what my next plan would be. Damien opened his mouth to say something, but I didn't want to hear it. I ran with the ball in my hand, and Damien was forced to chase after me with all his friends. Although he was a boy, I was still faster than him, and he knew that. We always had races with each other when we were much younger, and I always emerged victorious in the end. As I ran through, I bumped into many people and quickly apologized to them. They weren't offended as they knew me well and were always happy to watch Damien's drama. Damien had been playing for some time before I passed, and I was sure he would get tired soon, so I had plans to drop off the ball somewhere it would take him hours to find before returning to my path, and Damien knew this as I had done it in the past. Eventually, I saw that Damien had stopped chasing me, but when I saw him seated on the floor with his head buried in his hands, I stopped because it felt like I had hurt him. I couldn't hear his sobs but knew he was sad that he couldn't catch me despite all his foul practice. Slowly, I returned to him with the ball, but when I got closer, it felt like something was off. With each step towards Damien, I could tell