Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 538

Cheating? A do-over?

The instructor recording the scores frowned at the accusations from the animation students. He had personally inspected Juniper's rifle before the competition. While she had reassembled it, all she'd done was fine-tune its precision. Shooting was a skill; if you could rig the equipment to guarantee a perfect score, the entire competition would be a joke.

"That's right, we demand a rematch!" a student from the animation team shouted, his voice growing louder as the prospect of their day off slipped away.

Others from his team quickly joined in.

"Can't handle losing, so you resort to dirty tricks?"

"Everyone saw her miss the first shot completely! She obviously has no skill. Then, after 'fixing' the gun, she gets one bullseye after another? Who's going to believe that?"

"She specifically chose a rifle that had been reassembled. There's definitely something fishy about that gun."

"If she's so good, why didn't they pick her to compete from the start?"

"It must be that the instructor for Company 22 was afraid of losing, so he had Juniper pull this stunt."

"Rematch! Rematch!"

With the animation team stirring up trouble, the original second and third-place teams also began to clamor, and the scene descended into chaos.

In the administration building, the subordinate watched the unfolding drama through his binoculars, the loud shouts clearly audible. It was all a chorus of doubt, accusing Juniper of cheating.

"Tsk, tsk," he said, shaking his head in disgust. "Accusing others when you can't win. These students are hopeless."

Ebony Fox kept her gaze fixed on the young woman, waiting to see how she would handle the situation.

"Fine," Juniper's voice cut through the noise. "You can have my rifle, and I'll take yours."

She lose? The question seemed to amuse Juniper. She tossed her modified rifle to him, a playful glint in her eyes. "If you can manage to win, I'll do whatever you say."

The boy stumbled back several steps, nearly losing his balance as he caught the unexpectedly heavy rifle.

"What about you two?" Juniper's gaze shifted to the competitors from the original second and third-place teams who had joined the protest. "Feeling up for a challenge?"

They exchanged a glance and remained silent. Even with a rematch, they knew they couldn't beat the top score. And if they lost, they'd have to publicly humiliate themselves. There was no upside for them, so they wisely stayed out of it.

"Let's not waste any more time. Let's begin," Juniper said, stepping forward and holding out her hand to the boy. "The rifle."

The sooner this was over, the sooner she could make Farrell buy her that milkshake. It had been days, and she was dying for one.

The boy stared at her for a few seconds before turning to retrieve his rifle.