Face-Slapping

Yuri had no clue where the match venue was, but she was surrounded by people coming to watch the game, so she simply followed the crowd.

The venue wasn't far from the school gate. After a ten-minute walk, a huge oval building appeared before her. The futuristic design left Yuri, a country bumpkin, wide-eyed in awe.

It seemed no different from the buildings in sci-fi movies she'd seen in her previous life.

Entering the venue required another scan of her genetic code. Yuri glanced at the long line in front of her, then at a deserted entrance not far away, and strode directly towards it.

"Hey, you can't go there," someone called out to Yuri.

Yuri looked back at her, puzzled, and asked, "Why not?"

The girl, who was friendly and obviously recognized Yuri, explained, "That's the VIP section. Other people aren't allowed."