Atelier Tanaka

With the success of the event as our goal, our Dragon City faces worked hard. Setting up the venue, organizing the progression at the time, and all the other things, trying to clean up more than one without ever reducing the amount of extra work, it already worked like a carriage horse.

And when I was working hard, people felt the flow of time strangely fast, and if I realized it, I was welcoming the event to the next day. A month had quickly passed since His Majesty's announcement of the holding at home and abroad last month.

"But, well, you've been together a long time."

"Yeah, this is unexpected for a boulder."

The office has a soy sauce face and the look of Gong.

At the end of the two viewings, the planks of wood with the names of the people and their belongings are piled on the desk. Every single one of them identifies the participants in the tournament, and even as far as I counted yesterday, what a surprise because it extends to four digits.

It depends on the gathering of people who far betrayed expectations in front of them, who thought many would be about two or three hundred people in their original plans. Participants, of course, are not tourists, but those who actually wish to test their arms.

Attendance is not mandatory. For this reason, the exact number from which it came is unknown. However, as long as it is specified, less than 60% will participate from outside the Penny Empire. This means that the remaining 40% will come from outside the country.

Despite a brief period of only one month since it was well known, it is well gathered. There is no doubt that it has received unparalleled attention from other countries. Inevitably, the success or failure of this event will greatly influence future national politics.

"This guy can't fail, can he?

"In the unlikely event that there were, you wouldn't have to wait for the Demon King's certainty if you did bad, the Penny Empire would be over. Your Majesty doesn't really think of the current system, so it seems that the faction's coup d 'état has beheaded him, and Mr. Richard's neighborhood is a lone party, and killing everyone seems inevitable."

"Ha ha, do you want to start over around the dark continent when that happens?

Gong must be freaking out a lot.

The light mouth is supposed to be cute compared to normal.

I may not have seen this man scared of pressure before.

Nobility is a rocker lifestyle than I thought.

"Right. At that time, please give my regards to the Dusk Regiment."

"Oops."

But you don't know that either.

That's all the iron fires are about to visit Dragon City.

All around the Resurrection of the Demon King is a very important substitute for all nations. If the world recognizes that we cannot use it, whatever the facts, the body structure as a Penny Empire is the end of a volume. The brave men of the west are also the brave men of betrayal.

It is people who are making people's worlds. However, the vast majority of such people exist at the end, and only a sounding big picture can be reached. I think that's what politics is, whether it's in school, internally, domestically or internationally.

I'm sorry to masturbate in a world where no one is ever around.

"By the way, what's the mountain next door? Similar plates are scattered."

"Oh, that's our name tag."

"Name tag?"

"I was also supposed to have Mr. Richard convenient for people on the day, and for once, I thought it would be better to keep the area free of confusion. Because there's something about the way we do things that doesn't seem very aristocratic."

"I see, is that what you mean"

"Yes. And then there's the story that I simply made it for comfort because I had extra boards."

"So maybe there's something for me or the lady?

"For once, I have it ready. I'll give it to you again tomorrow, so please keep it in brackets on your chest then. As far as Mr. Gonzalez is concerned, I don't think it's necessary either, because I think that when delegates put it on, other people will wear it more."

"Oh, I see."

"It helps."

As we talked about this, Van, the door to the room suddenly opened.

It's a Lorigon.

I didn't even hear footsteps because maybe they flew in with flying magic.

"Whoa! Tomorrow!?

Besides, it's all of a sudden.

He even looks excited and barks at the encounter.

"Yeah, right. Tomorrow."

"Oh, it's tomorrow!?

"So that's what I'm saying..."

…………

…………

I wonder what it is.

I can stare at you.

Could this be that?

"I'll tell you what, you can't have anything you can't do, can you? The mayor's own participation."

"Guru, Guru"

"You can't roar."

'That would be a little better! What an asshole man!

"I know I'm sorry, but I can't give this all away,"

"Guru, Guru"

"... what is it? It."

A little cute is irritating and lusty.

Sometimes you want to rape asexually, Lorigon.

'Ugh... Shut up! Shut up! Shut up, asshole!

"I don't know what to say in lieu of that, but the mayor is given congratulations at the opening ceremony, etc..."

I don't know you anymore! I don't know!

I thought so, and my voice threw up a loud throw-up dialogue, and I left the room with Dada Dada. What did you really want to do? I said no so much, but did you even think that the negotiations would go ahead the day before?

"Are you okay with that?

"That being said, there's nothing else to do."

"That's true, though."

Well, you'll probably be fine.

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[Sophia perspective]

I headed to clean the reception room, and I detected signs of people in the area.

We have become very sensitive to the signs of others because we have been a maid of honor here lately, often encountering dangerous scenes. Now again at this moment, in order to protect my own life, I perceived the existence of others separately from one door, don't I, quite, feel good?

"... who is it"

In the meantime, push your ears, etc. on the door to see what's going on inside.

Just in case you have Farren or Richard.

Here recently, the mayor's house has had high-ranking aristocrats on his feet quite often. The other day, there seems to be even royalty from other countries, and as a maid who keeps the role of tea maker, the nerves are already tingling.

I met the princess in the hallway on my way back from the bath, like last night.

I thought my heart would stop.

…………

Clarify your ears and you will hear voices crossed indoors.

"... so, duh, how was it?

"There it is. There was a lot on the desk. As you said, there are many shards of wood."

"Right. The example tree bills are still managed in the office."

"Next! What are we gonna do next!? I've been digging into it!

"Um, that's it, but first in the south district of this city..."

I don't even have to worry about it.

This is Mr. Elf and Mr. Dragon.

We've had more chances with you lately here, and you can't go wrong with that voice. Mr. Dragon, who initially thought it was horrible when we met, also had a surprisingly gentle side to it, I don't know, I personally feel it is preferable.

'Okay. I'll listen to you. But only this time, right?

"Ugh, um. Okay, let's just say we decide this evening. All right?"

"Yeah."

I feel a sign in the bin that you're up to something.

But I'm on your side.

Let's pretend we didn't see this place and go clean the other room.

I don't know what you're trying to accomplish, but I hope you succeed.

The maid will be quietly supportive in her heart.

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The next day, the militant tournament hosted by the Penny Empire finally celebrated its date.

There will be an opening ceremony this morning, and a guide to qualifying is scheduled for the afternoon. Of course, the venue is a special facility built on the outskirts of Dragon City. Lorrigon and soy sauce faces worked together to create the structure, where the dusk regiment led by Gong tailored the interior.

I would have planned to take part in this myself if I had.

The soy sauce face carried out the MC procession, and His Majesty gave me thankful words, and Mr. Richard announced the requirements of the tournament, and the steps were in full swing. A closely coordinated opening ceremony was scheduled over the course of a few days.

However, an unexpected problem occurred, refraining from the formula at present.

"Hey, husband! Oh, my God!"

"What's up?

"The guys in our regiment wanted to find something like this in the venue!

Gong rolled in while I was making my last confirmation in the office.

Let's panic a lot.

Crates as important as confectionery boxes seem to be supported on both hands. Could it be a sweet treat on the soy sauce face? No, no, this is another odd story that the people in his regiment found it in the venue.

"... what about you?

"Let me tell you something, don't be surprised, will you?

I'm gonna open the lid on the crate, and I'm gonna show you the inside, Gong.

Is it the magic formations depicted on the bottom and the various jewels, large and small, arranged in each part of it that first enter the eye? It is a sparkling and beautiful thing. And between them, they are slices of wood, bones of creatures, and strange things are affixed.

Honestly, I don't know sappy.

It's a substitute like an object that elementary school students make in their summer free work.

"... this one?

"You had a chair your majesty was going to sit in at the opening ceremony, right? The guys in our regiment found it attached to the back of that thing. My husband won't need an explanation, but I showed him to someone familiar with magic, and he's talking about explosive magic props in 1989."

"That's quite an exciting story again."

Oh, come on, you're serious.

That's not what terrorism is.

Besides, Sire, aren't you aiming and greedy for a long time?

"Shortly after we find this guy, even our regiment has gathered the hard-mouthed people to check elsewhere. So far, the second and third reports have not come up. But, well, this looks rough, huh? My husband."

"... who knows this but Mr. Gonzalez?

"Except for the people I'm looking for right now, I'm not telling anyone but my husband"

"Thank you. Very helpful."

"So here's the story. What do we do? My husband."

"Right......"

I don't know, you're scared of terrorism.

If Gong's people hadn't noticed, His Majesty was Zdon, the tournament was Grandpa, Dragon City was aside, and the Penny Empire was the end of a roll. That's what everything was lost before we took a step forward.

I thought it was other personnel like that.

I turned to the side where I defended something other than myself and understood for the first time.

When you are on the side of being challenged, your spine is frightening. In front of Gong, I was desperate because I wouldn't show it to her face. I might also understand a little bit now why the Virgin here was adamant about consolidating herself around.

But why?

Could it be the princess?

…………

No, no, no, I don't want to think I'll do that to a boulder.

Like bombing a real father in front of an audience at an event venue.

However, the fact that there is never a zero chance is the horrible thing about the Royal Bitch. For once, you might want to check with Mercedes on the princess's behavior over the past few days. And also focused monitoring in the future.

Shall I instruct you on incarceration? Because the soy sauce face is used after the tournament.

"Worst case scenario, your Majesty's not feeling well, or your guest's late arrival, if you give him a good reason. Oh, I don't know you can offer a day or two of respite, but what do you say? I don't care either way."

"No, let's keep going"

"Is that good?

"It would be nice to be able to catch the killer with the respite we have put in place, but if we can't catch him, we could rather give him just time to plant his next hand. I just want to avoid cancelling the tournament, so that's the worst case scenario."

"... right"

"Now, thanks to the fact that the Dusk Regiment has found this one better, it would be helpful to think that we are one step ahead of them. Then I think it's right to keep the tournament going and move on to their search."

"You're a boulder, sir."

"It's only thanks to the cooperation of Mr. Gonzalez and the Dusk Regiment."

"I know because I do what a clan leader does, too, but this kind of thing works on orders from above, and I actually get ahead and give instructions, which may be the same thing I do, but it's like something else. It's not easy to make risk-taking decisions."

I want Yoisho to stop on these occasions.

I'm so thin right now.

I want to bury my face in front of Dr. Editor's munchkin thick crotch and escape reality.

It smells absolutely good.

By the way, he recently started a diet. We have to stop it.

"But then it would be bad for my husband, but I would also have to break a good number of personnel planned for the security of the venue over here. You can't imitate a boulder with one hassle. Is everything all right over there?

"Yeah, naturally. Tell the mayor we can use Nuys' hands."

"Oh, would that help? They don't have half the manoeuvre."

"Then it's quick, but let's move on in that way. I'll be on the lookout too."

"Dude, is the opening ceremony host good? You're almost there."

"It's going to be a sudden story, but I'm going to ask Mr. Neumann to replace the MC progression. Because in case something goes wrong, it doesn't taste good when you're tied to a venue and can't get around. You can't let the audience know that."

Speak by pointing the box in Gong's hand to his gaze.

He said it wasn't a four-five situation.

"But even so, isn't the Neumann guy dealing with the great guy? I've been moaning about how my husband's interactive relationship is because of all the aristocracy and royalty."

"Oh, you did..."

Yes, it was.

It is cruel to ask a boulder to do any more.

What should I do? You're in trouble.

Then there was no one else during the ceremony with open hands.

No, I knew you weren't there.

"What do we do? You can't ask the mayor for a boulder."

"Well, let's ask Sophia for you."

"... are you all right, miss?

"We're just sitting in our seats during the opening ceremony, so we won't have a problem with that. Her Royal Highness and Her Majesty are also scheduled on the same floor, so in case you need them to take care of you, there won't be any trouble."

I'm sure you'll be fine because I'm just sitting on behalf of the city.

I'm sure it's okay, but it's the Lorigon that's not okay.

"Really? Well, if my husband says so, I don't mind."

"Then I'm sorry, but let me proceed that way"

"Whoa, I'm moving one foot ahead."

"Yes, please"

Gong walks out of the office with a confectionery box in one hand.

The footsteps were quickly distant and deafening.

I just dropped off a macho handsome guy at the end of the hallway, and there's just one soy sauce face left in the office. Think of things again in other places where people's signs have been lost and quiet. What kind of formalities did you fulfill in trying to kill His Majesty?

If you think about it altogether, it is likely that people who don't think about the Penny Empire very often.

Then is the Grand Holy Nation the first thing that comes to mind?

…………

No, no way.

She's already lost.

Nobody else, in front of yourself.

I mean, it's weird that you were set up in His Majesty's chair.

This is an inside job.

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[Sophia perspective]

Finally, the tournament celebrated its opening ceremony.

As we welcome you today, I have also been able to assist you with a number of things. Thanks to you, emotions are in. There is more accomplishment in your chest than originally envisaged. There is also a sense of unity that I worked hard with you.

That was very comfortable.

"Thank you very much for gathering here today."

The venue is spacious. There are several layers of vertical overlapping audience seats so that the stage for competition is laid in the centre to surround this. At the top of the audience, a hemispherical roof is provided to cover this and some rain storms will not be an issue.

On the north and south sides of the audience seats are provided with VIP seats, each outing high. There's a lot of people there, domestic and international nobles and royalty. It draws a line from the seats lined up by civilians, making it a very luxurious creation.

Apart from the VIP seats, there are advantages and disadvantages in the creation of the audience seats, a mechanism that collects different seats for each seat. When deciding on the price, it is discouraging, but unsurprisingly, this maid was also able to help.

"I will try to host the opening ceremony, my name is Neumann"

In the center of the stage, where the discussion will take place, you can see Mr. Neumann.

It was originally planned to be seated in the VIP table, and quickly, on behalf of Mr. Tanaka, who has been able to do other work, he said, he is standing at the same place. Despite the sudden change, there is no disturbance in its standing behavior.

You will be well served during the opening ceremony for the entire venue.

Through the magic of loudness, a good audible voice still rings to the ears of the maid.

You look very good.

Besides, he broke up with his wife, and he's single.

It's already very fascinating.

"What a thousand gold coins the winning prize of this tournament is. In addition, there are a large number of nobles and royalty in the VIP table. We want this flourishing stage and all participating athletes to win the qualifying round and fully demonstrate their strengths."

I just can't afford a long view of him like that right now. Mr. Neumann, who works as MC progression in place of Mr. Tanaka. It was this unusual maid who drove me to the VIP table instead of him like that.

Yes, it's the VIP table.

Even for one chair, the luster floating in the wood is dazzling. How much polish can it be so glowing? The lighter we touch our fingertips, the more we assume it is a wood product, the tougher it is.

There's just one person in a place like that, and for some reason a woman in a maid looks great sitting back.

I don't know what that means.

…………

Thanks to earlier, significant sweating is wetting the sides.

Besides yourself, you can see the maid. However, no one of them, without exception, stands in the corner of the room. Occasionally, depending on what guests are called, they prepare drinks, ask for help, and that's what it feels like.

What should I do?

It's going to frustrate my mind.

"... daughter, what's up? You look so hard."

"Meh, meh, you're doomed too!

"Really? I hope so."

"Ha, ha!

Besides, Your Majesty will be sitting next to you.

It's Your Majesty.

It's His Majesty.

Speaking of what kind of sire, he is the sire of the Penny Empire.

"Because that man asked me to. If you need anything, just say it."

"Oh, oh, many fears!

In addition, Her Royal Highness is seated next to His Majesty. Furthermore, next to Her Royal Highness is the Prime Minister. And on the opposite side of Your Majesty. Again, I don't know about your face, but the very tall looking people will be lined up.

I don't know why anymore.

It's white in my head.

"Then I would like to hear the opening words from the brave man."

Nor does Mr. Neumann's voice, delivered from the stage, come to mind in a busy manner. It goes in from the right and falls out to the left. Now will you just stiffen yourself up in prayer that the ceremony will be over soon?

What Mr. Tanaka thinks, I don't know sappy.

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In conclusion, it was no different to say this during the opening ceremony.

Whether it was the gift of vigilance by the face of the Dusk Regiment or by the face of soy sauce, or simply because the other person's hand was lost, the truth is unknown. Still, for one thing, safely over the first mountain range, would it be a whopping breath?

Of course, vigilance can continue in the future.

The face-to-face rotation standing guard is also going to be a bit heavy.

That is a very big deal.

However, there are no occasions such as those in which His Majesty or the greats of the nations pass together between the beginning of the qualifying round and the beginning of the main battle. In the meantime we can turn from protection to offense. It's a salt plum that wants to do a search with your back down.

The next time the killer sets it up, it's likely he's in the middle of the main battle.

Somehow, by the time the main battle begins, I just want to grab my tail.

In addition, the Games must proceed at the same time. For the convenience of the important mission of winning the brave men of the west, the soy sauce face will supervise the qualifying round itself. I can't give this all away to anyone.

So what we want to visit is a qualifying venue.

"Now, let me explain the qualifiers."

Unlike this luxurious Colosseum-style venue, this is a gymnasium indoor space for your school. There were so many other facilities to focus on that I didn't take that long. Minimum design, but plain compared to elsewhere.

"In order to participate in this match, you need to win this qualifying round. Participants will be divided into several groups to compete within that group in the qualifying round. Those who have won until the end in the group shall have the right to participate in this battle."

Explained the rules from Busamen in the face gathered in such a place.

Content is a common form of survival.

Have them contend until they are the last one in a given compartment. In several prepared compartments, a referee will be present from the Dragon City side, and Busamen will confirm this from the whole.

"Now follow the advance reception form and use this information to get to where your name and number are listed. If there are any defects or errors in the description, please contact the nearest person."

Finally.

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[Sophia perspective]

I thought the opening ceremony was over, and the next step is to help you with the tournament.

Everything seems to be shorter than originally assumed, and the maid was driven to the scene. I am far more than happy to be near the great people, so I nodded in two replies, and I stand in the qualifying venue.

On hand there are many wooden bills in leather bags.

The names of the participants are listed.

There are several stages available in the area with only a few steps. Inside, they say the competition participants compete for the qualifying round. It will be the job given to me to oversee it.

Good.

That's very easy.

At the end of each match, just call the names of those who will be attending the next game.

During the other games, they also have to point out the irregularities, but other than me, the Dusk Regiment will look down. I mean, if I focus on organizing people, it's fine. So each stage, in pairs, hits a response.

"Mr. Jim! Mr. Johnny! Mr. Woodford!

Two, three and a few times, I got used to it step by step.

The maid will call your name temporarily.

Take the bill out of the bag you lowered from your neck and call the name listed there. The easy task of not using your head in a busy manner will soothe your tight heart in the VIP seats. The bills read out are poised in another bag prepared to put the bills read out.

Or maybe it wasn't a good idea to have been alarmed.

"Mr. Sophia!

Something like that's a name I heard somewhere.

I noticed it after I mouthed it.

If you check the surname again, how well, a participant with the same surname is something that is sometimes unusual. Could it be a relative of my Bacon family? I know a distant relative has a cousin named Sonia.

"Mr. Sophia! Mr. Sophia Bacon?

I just haven't heard back from you.

Would you rather look around and confirm?

However, there is no indication that the reply, which has so far been tempered, will ever rise only this time. If you stay like this, you will be disqualified from qualifying and disqualified. I think that's sad for boulders.

"Maybe my sister will join us!

"Huh?"

Unexpectedly, the Dusk Regiment called me.

I'm a Mohican man, who often faces each other at the mayor's house. I'm very scared of your face, but you're very comfortable. Right now, at qualifying venues, they're paired with me, and they're also on the job.

"Asi, I'm so excited! That's exactly what my sister thought I wasn't good at, but I just work under my big husband. Easy! It's my sister's game today, I'll make it easy for you to study fully!

"No, ah, you know, I stick..."

Apparently, you're making a mistake.

I now confirm her first name with the same last name. The wood bill does mention it with Sophia Bacon. There is no mistake in the plethora of letters. Is it a very good and familiar literature to the eyes?

Instead, if you look again, the handwriting is very similar.

That's when I realized.

There is no mention of a filing number as to why it is on the bill at hand. Originally, it should have a four-digit number along with the name of the participant. In the order in which the reception was conducted, only the number of participants from scratch should be switched to the serial number for management.

Participants also have the same tag, and it was the reception of the qualifier designated by Tanaka to confirm the participant by matching the number. How is it that bearer bills are misplaced?

…………

I accidentally turned white in my head.

Speaking of which, I remember writing your name on a tree bill, sir. Mr. Tanaka made a name tag and handed it out to everyone who turned to the operator. Yeah, I did, at the time, quite a thought there. I didn't know you were going to use the name tags of the participants and the same tree tags.

And the name tag in question was collected once to make the roster. Again, on the same day, it was meant to be redistributed, but it still hasn't been delivered under me.

Could it be a delivery error?

…………

If you look closely, Mohican will have a name tag on his chest. Is this it? Did it feel handed out while I was trembling in the VIP table? I didn't think you'd come around in this way.

You're mixed up, aren't you, Mr. Tanaka?

As you do that, your surroundings start to twitch.

"No way, that's Miss Sophia, one of the city's councillors." "We're talking about the vicinity of Count Tanaka." "No way, such a young, pretty child..." "But how's the mayor of this city? That's a big deal." "Well, I guess you'd expect this." "What kind of game are you gonna show me?" "This guy's gonna have arms."

I don't think that's a good idea.

"Um, well, I am."

"Sister! Let Asi take care of this place, and your sister will be on stage!

"Ah..."

The cloth bag that fits the bill that was lowered from the neck is gently pulled away.

Soon, it was taken by the Mohicans.

"Go ahead, please. Shh!

Its back was small and pushed pound.

Vulnerable maids take a step forward to take a bump.

The steps beyond nature and its feet are a partition leading to the stage of qualifying. Inside, there are already a lot of people lined up who have been on my side to call me names. And you're looking at the maid with a curious gaze.

…………

I don't think this kind of thing is very good.

The voice of Mr. Mohican calling the names of the remaining participants is strangely distant.