For a moment, the entire gymnasium seemed to freeze in time. Even the player from the other team, who was already on his way back, stopped in horror.
All jaws dropped—audience members, staff, students—as they stared at Julius carrying nearly half of his team with him. While he made massive leaps forward, the children clinging to his body held onto the sack tightly. Even the elderly woman in his arms chuckled as she held the baton.
Raka gasped as he watched Julius already heading back, passing their player who was still frozen in place.
"Hey!" he shouted. "What are you still doing standing there like that!?"
The stunned player snapped out of it and resumed hopping, only to stop again when Julius had already made it back. He couldn’t help but stare at the people the old lady passed the baton to.
There were three children inside one sack and one male adult.
"Kids... pulverize them!" Ashley roared from behind.
Fueled by enthusiasm, the children immediately started hopping. Their arms were locked together as they moved in sync, following each other’s momentum.
And because they were children, their teamwork and energy far surpassed that of the adults.
"Hey! Pass it!" the next person waiting in line shouted, snapping their teammate out of his daze as he kept getting distracted by the chaos happening on the other side.
"Ye— yes!" he stuttered, leaping forward and almost falling flat on his face.
Meanwhile, Raka watched in disbelief as the people on the other team squeezed themselves into each sack.
If they had followed the intended order, each team should’ve had at least thirteen groups.
The Red Team was already almost halfway through.
But the Blue Team?
There were only five sacks left because people had crammed themselves together.
"This is cheating!" Raka shouted as he looked around until he spotted a nearby staff member. "Hey! Why are you letting them cheat right in front of everyone!?"
"Cheating?" Ashley laughed, causing the other parents on the blue team to turn toward the Red Team and laugh like evil witches—as instructed by her. "How is it cheating when we didn’t break any rules?"
Julius smirked with his arms crossed as he got back in line again, now with a few more children he needed to carry. "Say, Teacher, are we really cheating?"
The staff member, who was just as flabbergasted as everyone else, opened and closed his mouth helplessly. He turned toward his colleague, who looked equally confused.
All these games were supposed to do was help parents and children bond.
They were just games.
So, none of them had expected to deal with something like this.
"In the rules you sent us, this game only requires everyone to finish the race while inside the sack," Lucian remarked calmly, sounding like a lawyer as he looked directly at the staff. "Nowhere does it specifically state that each sack can only contain one student and one guardian."
Raka scoffed. "Of course it doesn’t, because that part is already obvious!"
"Rules are written for people to follow," Lucian argued calmly. "And we are following them exactly as written."
Everyone on the blue team nodded while their players continued competing. This time, the participants were physically fit parents carrying their children on their backs inside the sacks.
"We’re not doing anything wrong!" another parent from the blue team argued. "Or don’t tell me you’re going to change the rules now?"
"Isn’t that biased?"
"Earlier, the Red Team had no complaints because they were winning. But now that they’re losing, suddenly they have a lot to say!"
The staff member listening to the argument looked trapped between the two overly competitive teams.
"It’s... just a game," he muttered under his breath, only to flinch when several parents whipped their heads toward him at the same time.
One team wanted the other disqualified.
The other team argued that disqualifying them would be unfair and biased.



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