'Go on! Copan!'

Approximately five hours after Nem and Patrick settled the game.

Here was about to be the final of the representative decision match.

The finals were called by name one by one, and even the entrance was a bit daunting.

Nem's next appearance on the field was a student who had won from the left side of the tournament table called Copan.

But here's one thing, something strange happened.

Nem means enough to tilt his neck, too.

I don't care what you think, Copan is frightened.

Just a little taller than Nem, and his head is Copan the Round Boy.

He was aligning his legs perfectly, kneeling slightly, shaking his shoulders and clattering his teeth as he shrunk his arms. I am frightened.

Nem thought so, too.

And the audience thought the same thing.

But that was impossible.

Copan was going to abstain from the delegate showdown.

It's a dumb story, but Copan forgot to submit an application for abstention.

It was not until the day after the deadline that he realized it.

Copan was forced by magic contract to participate in the block qualifying round.

And the first game of block qualifying.

Copan was as frightened as this one.

Copan, whose roots were serious, entered the venue on time, frightened, and showed up on the field.

But the more Copan waits, the less the opponent looks.

And the opponent didn't show up after time.

As a result, the first match will be Copan's undefeated.

That's what I figured out later.

Less nervous. He didn't sleep well last night. The opponent seems to have fallen asleep.

And the second game, but that happened a few seconds after the game's gong rang.

The opponent held his belly in front of Copan and suddenly collapsed.

And he complained of abdominal pain, and as a result, his opponent abstained.

Apparently, he hit a chokalai burger he ate the day before for the purpose of a must-win prayer.

Chokalai is a back-legged fish that lives in a certain limited lake.

This fish has an organ called spicy beads in the body, where it produces an extract called spicy juice.

Spicy juice triggers a fire the moment it flows out of the body of a chokalai.

And those who know this shall say, "So spicy (from) fish."

Chokalai keeps storing the extracts stored with spicy beads (Shinju) from birth to death without spitting them out externally for life.

And over the years, the spicy juice produced in the body stained Chokalai, the harder it became to get fire out of the mouth, but the more famous ingredients some layers had mania.

Some villages have a habit of eating this to make a scene.

And when he knew it, he ate it the day before.

Copan's third round, but his opponent abstained with the gong of starting the game.

This is also a story I found out later.

On the day of the game, the student was said goodbye to her, who had been dating until then, apparently losing his will from that shock.

At this point, some of the audience at the venue said, 'Isn't there something about that student named Copan?' And those who began to suspect appeared.

Some of them even called this the 'Copan Curse'.

This is followed by the block qualifying finals.

Again, serious Copan had entered the venue first.

But once again, a disaster struck Copan.

Waving loudly at the audience, the handsome blonde student, who had entered with a smile, did not notice the steps at her feet, stumbled luxuriously and fell ill in the front, then struck her jaw hard on the ground and passed out.

and Copan passed the block qualifying finals undefeated.

In other words, Copan made it to the tournament without ever fighting.

At this moment, everyone's suspicions turned to certainty.

He won without touching his opponent, calling him 'Copan the Spellman'.

But Copan's vocation is to be a bowman.

And it's a tournament fight in question.

There are five opponents in all who have to fight, assuming Copan wins the tournament.

And the day the tournament began, Copan, who entered the venue, was told that, again, the opponent had abstained.

Copan didn't even know the details, but apparently the opponent suddenly said, "I don't want to be involved in any more school matches," that's what he's been saying.

Copan, so told, stood there blankly for an hour.

And two tournaments...... three games...... four games.

In all matches, the opponent abstained on the same day on the grounds that he "did not want to be involved in a school match".

'I was supposed to abstain...'

Copan thought so many times in his heart, and cried every night.

Starting with the block qualifying round, the tournament match.

Copan was going to abstain in every game from the start.

But something always happens, and everyone abstains before themselves.

At the end of the sentence, they began to say first what they most wanted to say: 'I don't want to be involved'.

'What I don't want to be involved in is me...'

Because of that, the magician Copan reached the finals of the Representation match.

"What is it? He's not feeling well."

Nem cared about the person in front of him who was going to fight.

The boy in front of the bull and trembling looked so strange.

(I'll tell you... now I'll tell you)

Copan recapitulated the care of Nem, the words he had many times in his heart, and consolidated his will.

(Finally... Finally I can say!

Nem looked at Copan wonderfully.

And the announcement to tell the rules was over, the names of both were broadcast again to the venue, and the gong to start the game was told. That's when...

"I abstain!

Copan raised his right hand vigorously and said so with a confident look.

'............ what?' The woman in the broadcaster makes an unexpected dumb voice.

Then a questioning attack against Copan began, he said, but he hid somewhere and didn't show himself.

One of Copan's cases was cleaned up, the finals were over, and in the middle of the venue there was an awards ceremony.

# 1 Nem

# 2 Copan Bono

# 3 Patrick Razhausen

Patrick didn't have a third-place deciding match.

Because Copan's semifinalists are abstaining before the game.

So Patrick automatically took third place.

But once again, there's a problem.

"Oh, that! ……

It was Copan who said that and raised his hand.

The clerk forced me to bring him in.

To the three delegates, each giving the trophy is Principal Sabrina.

"Duh, what is it?..." I only had a bad feeling.

Sabrina asked, but I could almost imagine the answers coming back.

"Well... I'd like to quit the school match."

Sabrina cramped her left cheek with pimples and rage.

Sabrina, who hasn't gotten well on something here, was starting to overreact to the problem.

"Yes, but I was wondering if you could talk to me after this awards ceremony."

Are you serious about quitting? That's not to say.

That everyone on this scene was somehow, but knew, that Copan would resign his delegate at the time he abstained from the final.

Sabrina hid her smile behind her smile and answered smartly with anger.

Everyone on this occasion knew that the principal was not in a good mood.

Copan also found that out.

That was obvious when I looked into Sabrina's eyes with a giraffe.

So Copan couldn't say any more.

But this is not the responsibility of Copan alone, who forgot to file an application for abstention.

Much of it is the responsibility of the school.

At a time when a magic contract has been signed, we cannot redo this representative decisive battle.

Neither block qualifiers nor tournaments can be rebuilt from scratch again.

And once they decide to compete, the students can't abstain from whatever happens.

There's a signal to start the game, and after the game starts, you can only abstain in the form of a surrender.

It's a strange rule, but it's a tradition that has been around for a long time, so it can't be easily changed.

All abstentions after the start of the match are recognised as surrenders and will not constitute a breach of contract.

Except for that.

Anyone who breaks the rules must leave this college by the due date set.

In other words, you will inevitably be expelled.

"Now we close the Delegate Decision!

Sabrina's voice echoes the venue.

Starting with "Continued, I have news for you," Sabrina politely announced that Copan, one of the delegates, had declined to fight against the school.

"With that, I would like to change Mr. Patrick in third place to second. I will now explain the third place that has become vacant in accordance with this."

Sabrina raised the name of a student abruptly.

"Mr. Alice Cresta! Is there a Mr. Alice Cresta in this venue?

Sabrina's voice echoes the venue.

Then, in a seat at the venue, Alice was seen.

Alice stood up in response to Sabrina's voice.

Sabrina, who found it, made light particles appear from the tip of the cane she could carry on her right hand and flew to Alice.

This is loud light.

It acts as a microphone and delivers a wide range of voices.

The loud light stopped in front of Alice.

"As principal, I would recommend Alice Cresta to the third place frame. What do you think, Mr. Alice?"

Alice was confused.

It's usually like something could have happened in advance, but Alice wasn't informed at all.

But even for Sabrina, this was an unwillingness.

Confrontation is traditional and, above all, a highly formatted event.

That was so much until last year that I didn't think that National Aries-Graeberg School was in it.

That is why such a crude choice is not inherently good.

A representative should be made up of those who fought and won the magic contract.

But Sabrina couldn't afford to choose how to do it.

We have to deliver this roster of delegates to each investor by the due date.

There was also the faculty of Sabrina as principal.

So if it was to the extent that it did not disobey Heirkwalt itself, I was ready not to do so anymore.

But the answer I returned was against Sabrina's expectations.

"Sorry, I can't answer that suggestion."

Sabrina was confused.

And I took calm while showing frustration.

"What does that... mean?

"I am defeated. So this time, for whatever reason, we will not be competing against school. Acknowledging his innocence and defeat, he will prepare for next year's school match."

Alice's determination was brilliant.

But for Sabrina, I don't care about that.

It was on the other hand unnecessarily irritating.

"Really? Okay."

Sabrina recovers loud light and wonders what's wrong.

But if you decide, it's the only way.

Nothing but nominees under the authority of the principal.

You can't redo the 3rd place decision from scratch.

If we do that, Sabrina will have to leave this school.

That's when one student raised his hand.

"I'm leaving!

Is it possible that the loud light that we should have just recovered is somehow at the hands of that student?

"Doctor! Let me compete in third place frame!

It was the political sect that answered that.