Reina returned to New York and was in the midst of preparing for the Spring League. It was time to regain the cooperation that had fallen after a month. In the meantime, there was a break.

‘It is hard.’

Reina missed her life in South Korea, which had been relatively leisurely. Her life now was markedly different from last year. Both her mind and body desperately wanted rest.

‘I want to rest a bit.’

The passion from when she first became a professional gamer had disappeared. In particular, it became even more futile once she achieved her first goal of winning the Winter League.

“Why is your face like that? Who is stopping you from eating bread these days?” Reina’s close friend and rival, Mascherano appeared and patted Reina’s shoulder.

“Uh? No. I’m not a child who is unable to eat bread,” Reina said and frowned at Mascherano’s sudden words. Then she shot back at Mascherano, “Aren’t you practicing? You must be very busy. Why are you in New York?”

“I’m not a wanted criminal. Why can’t I come to New York?” Mascherano responded to Reina’s sharp question in a casual manner.

Reina’s aggressive words and actions...