Atelier Tanaka

There is still a scratch-free wall sitting on the stage.

On one knee beside him, and the magical guide nobleman with a painful look on his face.

The MC progression to watch this, well, what is it? To be honest, I can't think of any words to follow. The audience at the venue was also apparently an unexpected event. It's a troublesome thing because it's strangely quiet, in a way that's been busy so far.

I guess no one doubted the victory of the demon-led aristocracy.

…………

…………

Lorigon, where has the loan gone?

This feels a little different from what I promised.

No, not if you're pursuing responsibility now. It is far more important to continue the fourth game. It's not like there's only one chance. That's practice. Next up is production. That's what I think there is.

Let's try. Let's try another shot or so.

Stand up, demon guide aristocrats.

For the sake of the woman I love, it is a sign of my guts.

Name: Gremolia Farren

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Level: 131

Job: Mage

HP: 15550/15550

MP: 0/31010

STR: 2300

VIT: 6058

DEX: 10840

AGI: 3130

INT: 53942

LUC: 3991

No. By way of example, I bet everything on a blow.

Bad choices between the best this time, though I know it's the right choice.

What should I do?

…………

Yes, we have to do something about it.

It's not all over yet.

Rescueable depending on the production.

"Ooh, what's wrong with this! There's no change in the wall!

A little after receiving the magic, Pisces crackles in. Eventually it will collapse or something, it will be the best performance. The mission accomplishment is the most burning development since making you think you can never do it. Even if Lorigon's away, he'll try his soy sauce face instead.

Target walls on stage and activate civil magic with no power.

Something about the time I wanted to.

"It's my loss. surrender."

"Huh..."

While Busamen was in a hurry, too much clam and victory and defeat had been decided.

Seriously.

Shortly after stopping this, the magical guiding aristocracy will be behind the stage. Shortly after asking for a replacement from the live seat, the foot is off site down the steps. If this happens, it is difficult to do what the outcome of the match is, even with a soy sauce face.

Stunning voices are constantly delivered from the audience as well. They also seemed to assume performance on the Dragon City side in them. If there were exceptions, would Totocarcho's power be enough to raise the roar of joy because he thought he had wagered on the wall?

A demon-led nobleman exits the stage and passes by the live seat as he returns to the holding room.

"Thank you for your concern for your unsolicited consultation"

I couldn't help but get the boss to squeal.

"... Mr. Farren?

The soy sauce face looks back aggressively. It's just that he walked too far as he was. The shaking back of the cloak in the slightest breeze of hifu is so sad. Because I understand the background, it makes me feel like I can't leave you alone.

But you can't go after that back before you keep the MC progression.

…………

Besides, he's a demonic aristocrat, and now he's gone through Gogol's reading heart zone.

It was a sense of distance that would completely read my mind.

I just noticed a soy sauce face on that fact, and she accidentally opened her mouth next door.

"... thank you"

…………

No, what the hell is that?

It's like I don't know what that means. A type of conscience that hasn't been passed on to the other person at all, trying to make a good decision about how to dress. I could understand that gratitude was real, but I'm not going to doubt anything about the demon-led aristocracy in that place.

Because that man never speaks like a flattery.

Therefore, I also accept the soy sauce face honestly from day to day. Now that Mr. Richard is around, it's tough because you have to think about it. In that sense, maybe he's the easiest person to hang out with.

"... friendly, nice"

I don't think it's as good as taking it apart.

Either way, around this evening, you should have a seat with him.

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[Sophia perspective]

I was on my way to the bathroom for the fourth time today.

"Dear Sophia, this is your next game, please"

"Huh?"

A maid appeared more than a hallway ahead of her own goal.

I kept it in my room until now, and it's a maid of honor that it comes with me. I thought I'd been away for a while, and this is as soon as I got back. The cool emergence of the wind that can do the job, as the same maid, makes me a little jealous.

"Please, come this way"

Returning to her heels, she walks down the hallway to lead herself.

"Ahhh..."

From bowel movement after bowel movement, the maid's butt is tingling with momentum she has not tasted. Every time you take a step, the meat on your buttocks rubs against each other, and you seem to have a hard time walking with your spine up. And I don't see any signs that my stomach feels better.

I don't know about these conveniences, and the maid will describe them pale.

"Everything was suddenly over one previous game, so he said there would be no respite until the next. I'm very afraid of your generosity, but I hope you can hurry."

"Huh? Oh, wait..."

I was just about to take a step towards her, and here I am.

I immediately came to Pirilli. On your butt.

Still encouraged, the maid went after the maid.

Going along with all the steps, Gullurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, Isn't that a very bright sound? Slightly, the pain you just deserve hits your abdomen. Sweat grew from all over my body.

"Um, oh, toy..."

"Excuse me, but I'm in a bit of a hurry. The other person is already ready and waiting for Master Sofia. We apologize for the delay in contacting you"

…………

This is already, that one.

That's it.

The maid is beautiful and refreshing, and she could free everything up.

◇ ◆ ◇

There was one problem moving on to the next game.

The walls of the Lorrigon are in the way.

Nearly impossible to remove clean using civil magic. The skill gap with him opens up here in recent city making. Of course, if you just destroy it, it would be possible with a soy sauce face. If you use a strong fireball, you can be sure.

However, it is in one hassle that the host MC progression achieves the destruction of the wall where the demonic nobility, also rumored to be the winning candidate, fails, that the tournament becomes white. That's what we can't help but suspect the eight hundred.

Although the removal of the wall is urgent, if it is to be done, it should be exchanged quietly using breaks, etc. It's good to ask the Lorigon to pull it in softly and beautifully with civil magic, just like when you put it out, if possible, not in a fierce way such as a bombing.

The fact that she is the mayor of the town and at the same time the strongest dragon is rumored to be there. And a proven record of protecting the capital, Kalis. If it's his construction, there won't be any problems. Worst of all, even if you get dissatisfaction, if you get it back to what the dragon looks like, it's convincing enough.

However, the producer of the moment is still invisible. Or so I said, I can't even afford to go looking. Well, what is it? I've thought about it while properly connecting the scenes in talks, but it wasn't a good idea how much it bothered my head.

So I decided to keep going.

"That will guide you to Game Five!

I'm not bored with the stage staying flat all the time, and I wonder if it's okay for these objects to stand in the other two or three games. Elementary school athletic events, for example. The obstacle race is more satisfying than the regular walking race, as is your father's groin, which views this. Same thing.

"… appropriate"

"Now here's an introduction to the players!

Get a thankful penetration from Gogol.

At the corner of the wall, I want to see Gogol masturbating at the public corner.

…………

"Doris, what face is hidden beneath that mask!

When I deliberately let him call his real name, Pickle, the body of a masked vertical roll shook.

He apparently thought he hadn't found out.

Standing behavior, which was noticed by a large audience and did not appear to have moved at all, is lost and restless as soon as possible. Occasionally, I adore the trick of staring at a soy sauce face with a chilli chilli and a live seat.

I knew girls with hymen were cute.

"Join us over Dragon City, Sophia Bacon!

Regards Sophia for your rushing vertical roll, I will read out the name of my beloved Madonna while attempting impossible eye contact etc. Then it turns out, this one is suspicious of behavior.

He is blushing as he rubs the mojimoji and thick mojimo together. The way you have seen it many times in the past, no doubt, the maid is now fighting exactly fierce urination.

It's a great gift.

Sophia is cute for putting up with peeing in front of the public.

"Game five, then, please get started!

I don't think they're going to get hurt badly because the opponent is a vertical roll that goes through Dragon City circumstances. The frightened maid is the target, and I wonder if you could add or subtract it appropriately. I don't know, it's a reputable vertical roll for the air reading of its hands.

Just in case, nonetheless, recovery magic stands by.

These days, if I recall, she doesn't feel happy, for the overwhelming LUC value. Rather, unfortunate events stand out. One end of the spectrum is precisely because we are now on the stage of the tournament. Because of this, the virginity gets worried.

"... story"

Excuse me, a little on the boulder here.

…………

What the hell does that ravishingly expensive LUC want?

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[Sophia perspective]

The game has finally begun.

Whether you look to the right or people, the left or people, the front or people, the back or people. It has received more attention from people than I can count so as to surround the stage on which I stand. There's no way I'm not nervous. My head is going to crack.

If you help with meals at a restaurant or something, you'll also get used to being seen by people. But that's also a lot and a dozen. I've never been noticed by so many people.

In the first place, this is the first time in itself that so many people have been in a place to pass through together. It is the design of the venue, made in a bowl shape, and the positional relationship of the stage, made in its center, that makes people's eyes aware without refusal.

"Huh..."

This makes my stomach particularly painful from the tension.

Standing upright is also painful.

"Oh? Though he seems to be in a lot of pain."

…………

I heard a familiar voice in my ear.

You can see the other side of the wall standing in the center of the stage, the opponent.

The voice emanated from it.

Could it be, Master Vertical Roll?

Since you cover your whole body with a robe, cover it and wear it even further to the hoot, it is impossible to judge from your appearance. However, there is no doubt about its characteristic voice color. Because since we moved to Dragon City, we've been face-to-face once every day.

"Oh, hey, hey, hey! But I won't forgive you!

Correct.

Master Vertical Roll.

"Please wait! Here's the thing..."

I raised my voice to surrender, and Master Vertical Roll moved.

That arm headed this way and protruded forcefully.

"You must win first! Don't eat it!

A magic formation emerges in her front.

The next moment, a giant fireball popped out of its center.

It's called a fireball. That's the magic Mr. Tanaka uses on a daily basis. It's magic that destroys people and things if they're meant to be. But in his case, boiling the tea, replacing the lighting, taking the warmth and looking at it on a daily basis is more strongly impressive.

That and this must be because it's Mr. Tanaka.

This time, however, it approaches itself as a target.

"Hih!

My body moved aggressively.

But that's far from the glorious activity that others have shown on stage, like jumping out in the distance or dancing in the sky magnificently. It's a terrible pity to crouch in and bow your head to hide in the shadow of the wall that was in front of you.

"Huh..."

The fireball hit around the front a little more than the foot I was standing at.

Zdon and I heard a very loud noise when we landed the bullet.

"Oh? I wonder what's wrong?

Dear Vertical Roll, I'm scared.

From my daily behavior, I sincerely apologize for what I thought was a little crazy. I'm so sorry for your rudeness. So please, how dare you miss this maid?

Dear Vertical Roll, Nice. Dear Vertical Roll, it's great.

"Um, here, here, here, here..."

"Wasn't one shot enough?

They'll kill you as it is. My throat doesn't move well out of fear. The maid's declaration of surrender will not reach Mr. Tanaka. I want to scream but I can't, I remember this feeling. It brings back memories of when, in the Great Sacred Kingdom, we were attacked by the brave men of the east.

…………

It's the limit now.

Everything is the limit.

My stomach hurts.

After that, I'm just going dubber.

Liquid.

"Ugh..."

My life ends today. The sides are steaming, and the liquid form is second reading in front of the public. Your left leg will itch if you sweat. It's over as a woman. It's like I can't see tomorrow. Marriage and other dreams. It's another dream.

How hard life is.

I feel mainly irrational about the itching on my feet. I resent you, father and father's boots.

…………

At the same time as I feel sad, I have two things springing up.

That is anger.

Even if it's a trinket made-up, you have firm anger feelings.

I wonder why it's all me, with all these hard eyes.

However, abdominal pain is stronger now, and I can't afford to be satisfied and angry. Abdominal pain is great. If this happens, let's run one or eight or go off-site. That's all we have left to do anymore. You run through the shadows of the wall to the outside of the stage for a breath. I remember where the bathroom is.

"Huh..."

It's a pandemic, a pandemic.

In search of the toilet, the maid threw it out.

"How long are you going to be hiding?

However, that foot is a pause where you take a step.

From the other side of the wall, the fireball went down to bypass its top. That landed a bullet to prevent this one from going over to me, and it made a fierce noise with Zdon. A splashy flame burns chili and skin.

"Hih..."

I'll stop in a big hurry.

Reflectively, the body goes to the other side, turn around. Is it right? Your body moves to escape the flames. It's all the way in the opposite direction.

Then, naturally, there was the wall. The flying mass of flames was horrible and I couldn't even afford to take this into account.

With your hands in front of you, your momentum will not stop.

It is a collision with a flat hand poking directly from the front. From unexpected shocks, the body tenses strongly. At first, consciousness moved away from the butthole to the wrist complaining of pain.

"Huh!?

Still spared liquid decimation.

The boulder is me.

That's what I thought, but the real enemy was lurking apart.

"Huh..."

I just cared about the back. In front, the front was looser.

It's loose.

From around here I've been loosening something lately, pussy.

"Ah..."

Of course, I'm out.

That has already overflowed endlessly.

"Oh, oh... oh..."

How comfortable it is to give it to the public.

Patience after previous endurance is also a part of helping. The overwhelming sense of liberation fills your chest with giving up. The feeling of something warm overflowing in your underwear slowly passing on the thick mo would have been as if soaking up in the bath as well. Good hot water.

There was a change in the front of such a maid, on the wall.

Piscilli, I thought I heard a dry noise, make a ragged, loud noise, and the wall will collapse. It's already splendidly shattered, becoming a fine fragment from the ground up, creating a pile of debris on the stage. It's too brilliant a collapse.

…………

I don't have anything else to watch anymore.

The urinating maid just shuddered at the broken wall.

It also pulls in stomach pain from too much amazement.

"Become..."

On the other hand, there was a change in the look on the other side of the wall that lost its shape, the vertical roll-like look. Until then, the margin has been lost and it is a colour of amazement. You look terribly surprised, alternating between a broken wall and a maid drooling in unscrupulous juice.

…………

The stand-up maid fits the gaze of the vertical roll.

This is what happens at the next moment.

"Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

A tall laugh echoed the venue.

What is it?

Could it be that you are intimidated?

I thought, for example, that words followed from her mouth.

"Ko, surrender!? I surrender!

It was a proclamation that took only half a step backwards.

The colour of fright was floating on that face, turning from astonishment.

"What the fuck! You must be strong!?

Master Vertical Roll is mistaken.

That gaze turned to Chirali, Mr. Tanaka. Maybe there was some kind of exchange between you two beforehand. If so, does that mean that Mr. Tanaka also cared about the maid?

I just don't have the energy to make this right, and the maid goes around until then. Right.

…………

As long as we stay behind the stage, as it was originally.

There are no special emotions there.

Walk pale.

I'm in the minds of giving up.

"This battle is Sophia Bacon's victory!

I hear Mr. Tanaka's voice strangely far away.

If you were to look for a point that was fortunate nonetheless, would it have been dispersed in the rubble of a collapsed wall and hidden how the maid's excrement spread over the stage? What leaked, however, leaked.

Not speaking much, I decided to go back to the bathroom.

I feel like going somewhere far and going on a journey.

◇ ◆ ◇

The fifth game in question, Sophia, has won.

In a match one year ago, the walls that the demonic aristocrats could not scratch one are shattered from the ground up, however, under her tense hands. In the venue where we saw this, Sophia was able to make structures such as the Great, the Wall, the Great and the Enchanted Noble.

The surrender of the vertical roll also presumes such a power relationship.

I just don't think soy sauce faces do.

The exquisite balance of the exorcist aristocracy beforehand, I guess, was shredding the endurance value. That's where my maid deduces that being good is the form of stabbing Todome. He said it was a miracle gift that could be accomplished because he was lucky enough to slip away.

However, what is her luck in getting ready for that? Winning the tournament is a compliment to many. Sophia herself, however, looks very spicy. Maybe she doesn't want it herself either.

Luck that's too expensive is just a little scary.

"Well, then I'd like to move on to the next game"

Hold on to your desire to rush under the maid and guide her through the next game.

By the way, fragments of the shattered walls on the stage were cleaned early by the face-to-face hands of the Dusk Regiment. From security at the same venue to chores today, people are taking it all in one place. Gong said, with people who are also competent in our regiment. As much as I appreciate it.

"Thank you very much. We'll start Game Six now!

There are many things to consider for future developments, such as the defeat of the demon-led aristocracy and Sophia's entry into WWII. Scenarios from World War II onwards should be considered as soon as possible. I'm going to be busy around here this evening.

◇ ◆ ◇

[Sophia perspective]

The maid gazes at the stage from the holding room.

Strange and tummy conditions have subsided. It must be because the tension in my heart has been cut off with putz. I don't wonder why people get a stomachache when they get nervous. If this is the case, maybe I should have leaked it from the beginning.

"Thank you very much. We'll start Game Six now!

Guidance by Mr. Tanaka echoed the venue.

That voice sounds terribly distant.

…………

The next game will be for people I don't know.

Because athletes are better at covering their entire bodies with robes together. Even while I was in the holding room until now, I was quiet without having a conversation with anyone in the corner of the room.

You covered your head with a hood and even your face with something like a scarf, so I couldn't even make a busy decision about your gender. Perhaps those with scratches on their tibia joined in for the prize money.

Naturally, the maid pretended not to see it.

Because it would be tough if I got involved poorly and got hurt.

Well, now I've been given a more dishonorable position than some injuries. It is unprecedented, such as the crude phase in front of an audience of tens of thousands. From now on, I will live called Sophia the Crude Phase.

…………

However, even a maid of such dissipation notices.

The two of you standing exactly on stage right now are separate from the two I saw in this holding room. Definitely. Anyway, it varies from back length to back. That's what makes them as different as adults and children.

Should I tell Mr. Tanaka?

…………

However, the coarse-phase Sophia has no face to show others.

Still damp underwear is causing yourself trouble. I'm not bringing in any dressing. I can't do it, although it's not very easy to get out in front of Mr. Tanaka while the maiden's main circle is wet.

…………

Shall I let the maid know that it comes with me?

Right. Yeah, I think that's good.

Mr. Tanaka may have noticed for himself.

◇ ◆ ◇

Game five players enter. Here's one, Busamen noticed an anomaly.

Together, the participating athletes are undoubtedly separate from the qualifiers.

'Cause they both have about three shrunk back lengths for their heads.

Just because you're covering your face, you'll definitely find out if your back length is different. However, from the audience, who do not know the qualifying pattern, there is no speaking up about this. It's just the players who actually see what's going on.

…………

What should I do?

An adult-sized body on a boulder would shrink as much as a child or something. But this place is a fantasy of swords and magic, so even the same person is a race whose back length changes depending on the day, no, no, I think that's odd for boulders. You're too inconvenient. Everyday life.

Instead, if such a race exists, make it a sex slave, Lorimanco, forever.

Shall I check my personal information on the rabbit and on the corner?

Name: Christina

Gender: Female

Race: Enchanted Dragon

Level: 2999

Job: Town Manager

HP: 10950000/10950000

MP: 7900000/99000000

STR: 1837504

VIT: 757402

DEX: 922994

AGI: 23040000

INT: 878030

LUC: 23329

Name: Eloise Virgin

Gender: Female

Race: High Elves

Level: 2592

Job: Great Demon Instructor

HP: 5891000/58910000

MP: 32000300/32000300

STR: 981100

VIT: 412040

DEX: 1087042

AGI: 340291

INT: 2502930

LUC: 221

I told you not to do that.

I didn't even think I wanted to participate until then. Besides, I feel like I've done something wrong, like I'm with my teacher or something. They're facing each other, so I can understand where they want to be. You wanted to try to compete, or something.

…………

I wonder where the people who won the qualifying round instead of the two have gone. If we are to operate the rules of the tournament strictly, we cannot allow their participation, which has not passed the qualifying round. And it's easy to stop this game as a MC progression.

I just don't want to make any unruly losing decisions if possible. After the mayor broke the rules himself and took part, that's why he left, or absolutely not. Eventually, it is a failure. That's all I want to avoid.

That's why I admire it. He said it was a bold replacement after much thought.

"... are you okay?

Care Gogol. Glad to hear it. I'm so happy.

Thank you.

Let's think hard.

It is the purpose that counts at times like this.

The purpose of this tournament is to appeal to foreign countries for the strength of the Penny Empire.

This is a discretionary imagination, but if it's a combination of Lorigon and Dr. Editor, will you play a pretty exciting game? And since they both belong to the Penny Empire, it is a combination that is no more in the spirit of the Games.

The problem is that if we play too many smashed matches, it will cut the motivation of the other participants. However, in that regard, it would seem that there would be no problem if the Lorigon's identity were made public.

For better or worse, the story of the dragon that protected the capital, Calis, is famous. She is the one, if so, then everyone will be convinced, at least, of the reasons for strength. And ask the two of them to surrender in a game against the Brave Men of the West after they have pacified the second round, the match with Sofia proper.

That way, we don't have to cut the most motivation for the participants: the top prize of the tournament, and, stronger, the prize money, headed by a thousand gold coins. At the same time, I can ensure the safety of the maid. Oh, perfect. They interrupted hard, so at least that's how much you have to swallow.

…………

Let's do that. That sounds good.

I just thought about it a little bit and came to a conclusion.

"That's quick, but let me introduce you to the players who will be in Game Six. Heading from the front to the left, be the mayor of our Dragon City, and be Christina the Enchanted Dragon!

Introduce the underside of the robe with all your might.

And Vikri, and Lorigon's body trembled with trepidation.

"Huh!?

Hmm, the status window is foreseeable.

I want to pepper a Lorigon Omanco.

"Well, that's the kind of player against her, but this will also be another participation from Dragon City. Be the inventor of the life potion and the editor of the High Elf, a rare alchemist!

"Huh..."

The teacher is also cute enough to freak me out about being a teacher.

Sophia, I want you to take a leak with me and compete.

When the soy sauce faces finished their introduction, they somehow nodded small at each other on stage. It feels like it has eyes and eyes, but it feels like mahbudachi. I've been getting along with him lately, and I think I'm going to get a little jealous of Busamen.

The next moment, they had a move.

I wonder if that arm has moved, and I strip off my robe with a good momentum.

…………

No, trying to get rid of it, fail.

The two of them are dealing with a robe that they have halfway taken off, trying so hard to mojimoji. That's a very smiling sight, for example, when a young toddler seems to be scratching algae trying so hard to take off his clothes. Tails, ears, they don't seem to catch on and take it off well.

'Oh, hey, what's going on with this!? You're not gonna make it!

"Wait a minute! Wow, I'm good too, cum, gum..."

Changing toddler girls is dual and processed.

I'm in such a hurry.

I guess the unintentional punching of the soy sauce face also works a lot.

Smiling.

Instead, if you turn your consciousness to the guest seat, the audience will have a similar look to the soy sauce face, and you will be looking at this. It suddenly became quiet, even though I had raised my voice in response to the highly-conscious keywords of Dragon, Life Potion, until now.

Would it have only taken a few dozen seconds to undress?

The teacher who pulled out the robe earlier came in to help the Lorigon.

We both settled safely into what we were.

They stare at each other, but their faces are shameful.

"I was hit by a sudden incident, but now that the stage seems to have settled, I would like to announce once again the start of Game Six"

For once, let's stamba the healing magic.

Of course, it covers the entire venue.

Either it is a game where the audience is more at stake.

Though I believe it won't get there because the teacher is with me.

"Now both players, please start the game!

On the signal of the soy sauce face, the teacher and the lorigon move out.

It is the start of the match.