(A/N: I will translate the Zion Language to the best of my abilities! Everyone, please trust me. I am an expert in reading between the lines!) ———— Claude smiled as he looked at the young man, who had raised his microphone to reply to his statement. He wanted Zion to lie so that he could further push the young man to the edge of the cliff, which would kill him socially. Whatever answer the teenage boy gave him, he had already decided to throw more mud at his face to get back at him for the humiliation the Ashford Family suffered at his hands. But when the teenage boy gave his answer, things took an unexpected turn which he didn’t anticipate. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺 "Erica, Sherry, and I have a pure relationship," Thirteen replied. "So we don’t find any hidden meanings when we three sleep together." **** (Author Translation: Sleeping with them feels nice because they feel so soft, and they smell very good!) **** "In our time in Solterra, we have suffered untold hardships. The only people whom we can rely on and hold on to are the people closest to us—ones we’ve gone through life and death with. Through our shared experiences, trust was born between us. Of course, I am talking about Sherry and Erica. "With their support, I was better able to carry out my duties as a leader. Together, we helped the other Wanderers accomplish the mission given to them—and even to us, so that we can go home." **** (Author Translation: They say that I sometimes talk when I sleep, and cry as well. Because of this, Erica made sure to make me feel safe by letting my head rest on her chest. Sherry, on the other hand, would hug me from behind, and make me feel warm even in the coldest of nights.) **** "The days are long, and the nights are even longer. After facing many life-and-death battles together, the three of us have become close to the point that we felt safer sleeping in the same place. That way, if something happens, the three of us would be able to fight or escape together." **** (Author Translation: I worry for Erica because she can be defenseless at times. Every time I wake up, the strings that hold her nightgown would be undone. At first, I was confused as to why this kept on happening. However, since we are good friends, I make sure to tie them back, so that her breasts wouldn’t be seen by others.) **** "Such a story is very common in Solterra, and I’m sure that I am not alone when I say that we tend to rely on those who we are closest to during the darkest moments of our lives. As such, our relationship, born through overcoming grave moments, is very pure." "If something were to befall upon us during one of the moments when we are huddled with each other, for strength and safety, I’m determined to live and die with them if we ever find ourselves in a fight that we cannot win." **** (Author Translation: On one particular night, when I was having a nightmare, I woke up with my lips suckling on something soft, yet firm. For some reason, doing this act helped calm me down. Erica, who was also awake at that time, told me that it was fine to do it if it helps calm me down when I have nightmares. Since then, I understood why the strings of her nightgown would be undone in the morning. It seems that I was the one who subconsciously removed them during my sleep. I apologized thinking that she was doing it on purpose, and she forgave me for it. Because of this, I made sure to always tie it properly in the morning when I woke up.) **** Thirteen paused for a bit before looking at Claude with a determined look on his face. "Anyone who slanders us about having an ambiguous relationship needs to pull their minds out of the gutter," Thirteen added. "All Wanderers find solace in knowing that they do not wander alone. This is also the reason why all those who Wander are not lost." **** (Author Translation: she said earlier that she bought a new set of lingerie that she would wear when we slept together. I don’t really understand, but even if the straps of her nightgown are not the string type, I’m sure that everything is going to be fine when I wake up in the morning.) **** Claude, who had planned to throw mud at the teenage boy regardless of his answer, found himself unable to say anything in reply. Zion’s words were so righteous, but he had a feeling that there was a hidden meaning to it, which he couldn’t understand no matter what. However, since it might reflect badly on him if he continued this way of thought, he decided to change the topic by commenting on the current situation on the giant LCD Screen. "Looks like Mikhail Leverntis is out of luck," Claude commented. "He is now surrounded by fifteen people. What do you think, Zion? Will your brother be able to turn this situation around?" "I don’t know," Thirteen replied with a smile, conveniently playing along with his Co-Host. "I guess we’ll find out soon, won’t we?" Erica and Sherry, who had been in the limelight for the past few minutes, sighed in relief because Zion didn’t say anything that might cause a scandal. The two of them were well aware that Zion would have some nightmares from time to time. Because of this, both of them worked together to calm him down, giving him hugs, and kisses, and telling him that everything was going to be fine. What Zion didn’t know was that there were nights when Sherry would take the initiative to let Thirteen’s head rest on her bosom and hug him tight as he slept. Of course, Thirteen didn’t do the things he normally did to Erica when he was in Sherry’s embrace, which made the young lady feel relieved and disappointed at the same time. While the two ladies were having such thoughts, Mikhail, surrounded by fifteen Wanderers, took a fighting stance. However, just before he was about to fight, Cristopher and Colbert, who were in the same area as him, sneak attacked the Wanderers, who thought that they had the situation under their control. As soon as their formation broke, Mikhail moved like a whirlwind, knocking the opponents one by one until no one was left standing. Cristopher and Colbert dutifully crushed the bracelets of the unconscious Wanderers, eliminating them from the tournament.