Atelier Tanaka

No more, let's give up. Let's give up everything and go on a journey with Gogol properly.

This is the final day of the tournament, celebrated with such hearts and minds.

I tried to wait until just before the start of the first game, but the masked guy didn't represent himself. Probably an arithmetic to visit just before your own game. I just want to somehow get out of the combination of the Virgin and the Holy Knight, but it's hard to do with it when it's hidden.

If you know where you're staying, there's also a hand in carrying out night raids.

So far, however, we don't know where they're lurking.

What is happening to the Virgin's face now in the first place?

"Shall we start the quarterfinals then!?

On the other hand, the excellent condition is the vertical roll.

Even today, he sits in his own live seat, raising his voice enough to echo from corner to corner of the venue. Next door is Kimoronge. Thanks to Busamen, a respite was created for his work, and something is already happening, as long as it extends through this period.

"It is Viscount FitzClarence of the Penny Empire who is rightfully winning westward, somehow, over the front of the venue! Honestly, I didn't think I'd try so hard, so I guess I'm surprised too!

It is as light-hearted as ever.

Maybe it's a vocation.

Zophy, why don't you put together a proper unit?

Perfect sharing of virgins and non-virgins and fans.

"But is that as far as the momentum goes? She's challenged by Count Farren and Professor Journal, who have been torn apart! I wonder if I can break this to you? Hey, Liz?

"Ugh, shut up. Yikes!? You don't know that until you try that.

Lolivich, who also bothers to answer the incitement of vertical rolls, is a surprisingly worthwhile bitch. However, the dialogues are back-to-back, and the expression on which you are exposed now seems very tense. She's been involved since the launch of Dragon City, so the strength of the walls also corresponds to things like understanding?

I mean, the soy sauce face is surprised that at some point the walls are built. I had a lot of other things to think about and was completely behind me. Despite this, I am in a hurry to have a brand new wall just above the stage right now. Since Sophia's incident, I've hidden and removed it in the dark every time of the game.

Could it have been made spontaneously by a distracted lorigon?

Such an idiot.

"Looks like he's motivated enough, and we're gonna start the game. Whoa!

Shortly after the soy sauce face talks about what, the game begins with an announcement of vertical rolls.

Quarterfinals, the first game began.

Can Lolivich destroy the wall at all?

If it were true, there would have been a magical guiding nobleman or a professor of journals standing instead of a wall on this occasion. This game is for putting a night in Lolivich's name. Having played a good game with them, the Viscount of New America will make its standing unshakeable.

Keep away from FitzClarence's family name and let Elizabeth's name roar the world.

A small thank you from a virgin to the bitch who reverse-sequenced me to the insignificant middle age that it was.

It doesn't matter who of the three wins the quarterfinals as a result. If all three of you ask for a soy sauce face, please move. Then, the brave men of the west will surely get tickets to the finals and so on.

No. Isn't it really the perfect carriage of games anymore except for the presence of the Virgin?

"... what do you do?

Well, what do we do?

Gogol gave me a penetration, too. What am I really going to do? Shall we just throw everything out and fly with Gogol to a place where no one knows about the two of us? A new life to start on a new land. Doesn't that sound good?

"Really?"

If I think that option is still there again, I still feel like I can work hard. Running away at this time to a boulder is irresponsible and extreme. Even if we escape, I can't apologize for the favor that we have worked hard together until we have secured the destination of the other faces.

…………

Even while we're doing that, the game goes on.

Estelle went to the wall and stands by to fire exactly one blow right now. A magic formation floats at your feet, further shaped in the form of a normal line facing the wall at the raised end and front of your arms.

And in the center of it is a fireball that gradually increases in size.

"Is that a fireball? Could it be fashionable?

"Ugh, shut up! Don't complain about the distractions!

"Phew."

As the fireball swells, the magic formation increases its brilliance. The wind blowing from nowhere makes the twin tails of the blonde lolita stir. It's an effect that makes you feel like a grand mover, just like the magic guiding aristocrats and journal professors did.

But what kind of step is this?

I'd like to avoid the fact that the boulder has a final.

"I believe this magic is the strongest magic in the world!

Lolivich speaks out loud too.

Demon-guided aristocrats and journal professors who did exactly the same thing. The fact that they were all defeated, virginally, hurts my chest. Instead, I searched the venue for the appearance of the Lorigon and was surprised when it was finally in the VIP seat, sitting next to His Majesty.

Why are you here, Lorigon?

And a doya face.

Such a good smile.

I have cream around my mouth.

Something's already free, this tournament.

"Ahhh!"

From Estelle's mouth comes the roar of the Duke's Lady and the others.

In response, a fireball was fired off in front of a magical formation floating in the front. It accelerates instantly and aims at a wall in a straight line. Would it be quite a compelling sight to keep the flames rolling and going?

Eventually, a direct hit.

Zdon and I made a loud explosion, and the fireball burst.

The blast has reached the live seats and there is nothing left. When Busamen's hair hits hard from front to back, she punches her skin. The weak roots scream. How many bottles would I have lost? That's a heel after this game.

Soil smoke spreading over the stage.

Take this to your ass. Your gaze is right next door, to Gogol's lower abdomen. I can't help but pray for a short skirt to roll. I haven't seen it yet. Slide your expectations inside.

But what is it?

A well-behaved hand resting on both legs is preventing the skirt from rolling up.

The Virgin will be back at some point, the tournament is rough and rough, I can't worship Gogol's pants, and I feel very sorry for her. At least I wanted to check out Gogol's opants. I wanted to photograph it deep down.

…………

Even while we're doing this, there's a change on stage.

The smoke from the explosion clears up.

"Zane. Apparently you couldn't do it, Liz."

"Gu......"

There was a wall not scratched one by example and a figure of Lolivich collapsing this in the front. Haha and his breath is rough too, and from the way he puts his shoulders up and down, it doesn't seem like he's holding back any more hands.

Name: Elizabeth FitzClarence

Gender: Female

Race: Sacubus Half

Level: 118

Job: Mage

HP: 14230/14230

MP: 0/32100

STR: 2500

VIT: 6562

DEX: 8601

AGI: 5134

INT: 45190

LUC: 1030

As you can see.

"What are we going to do? As far as I'm concerned, it's okay to watch you keep scratching your feet, but where I've worked harder, it seems like there's no way forward. Wow. Or is there some kind of secret plan?

"... surrender."

The game is over where the voice of surrender was raised by Lolivich.

From the audience with this as an ear, many voices of doubt are delivered to the destination of the wall. Naturally. There are few matches left. If you only win twice or twice more, the wall will win. Would it be good to have such an idiotic story?

Very little, so much so that the big hole aim of the Totocarcho momentum is raising a voice of joy.

…………

Oh, I noticed. Busamen have noticed.

In the sense that Lorigon was in the VIP seat with a Doya face.

The source of the wall order, Your Majesty.

Your Majesty must be speaking up to the Lorigon and moving on to let him win the wall. The voiced Lorigon is also a Lorigon, and if your magic wins, I guess that makes you feel good about it.

You've already completely disassembled something in the air.

What should I do?

◇ ◆ ◇

Estelle and I have no reason to pinch the kind of break, the convenience of having a crisp finish to the wall game. Encouraged by the announcement of the vertical roll, it became a carriage for the continuation of the game to begin. Athlete switching takes place without delay and there are two figures on the stage.

exposed to the person or mask is an intermediate from the Grand Holy Kingdom.

Here's what's in it.

Name: Millennium Marseille

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Level: 73

Job: Saint Knight

HP: 4120/4120

MP: 8900/8900

STR: 3300

VIT: 3130

DEX: 5011

AGI: 6138

INT: 10100

LUC: 4104

The Virgin is still missing. I guess he decided that if the maid was the other guy, he wouldn't even have to leave. From one incident in the Greater Holy Country, Saint Bitch seems to know exactly what Sophia is capable of.

I'm after the opportunity for the Virgin to be alone, but thanks to you, it doesn't work.

On the other hand, against him is the maid who is shivering her knees gable. She also seems to know the fact that the brave man in the west defeated the mask in front of her. I turn that face bright blue and stare at my own opponent.

"Well, I guess we'll start the game."

The vertical roll shouted out loudly.

Wow and cheers from the venue.

"Hih..."

The look on the face of the vibrantly frightened maid goes to something even more spicy.

a large man with a sword in his hand over the person or forward covered with a robe. a young daughter who stands unarmed in a person or maid. From a terribly targeted launch, everyone would think it wouldn't take a few seconds to settle. I think so too with the soy sauce face.

But if there's a reason she went pawning all the way to this game, maybe it's just to save the impending Penny Empire crisis. Or I have myself expecting it on my own.

I feel terribly sorry for the situation like I'm throwing everything round to her. But if it was her high LUC, maybe, maybe. Such a miracle could happen even at the next moment. There's a development where everything fits well.

…………

No, you can't.

Stop. What would that be?

Busamen are the worst dressed people right now.

It's even more frivolous.

The soy sauce face takes a live seat.

"Excuse me, but this game, with the bacon player's abstention, please"

The voice also speaks loudly so that it sounds all over the venue.

Soy sauce faces know that she is not frightened by Dada or insanity. I guess you want to get out of here right now. Still, he could not escape, and he was only frightened of grate. I feel sorry for you for not relying on me.

From an audience that doesn't know what's going on, maybe it looks different again. But at least it looks that way to me.

Until now, safety had been ensured, so I kept quiet and watched. However, this game is different. Maybe, maybe. You may be lightly torn by your opponent's sword.

I can't overlook that.

You can't leave her body to something uncertain about luck. Physical injuries may be healed by healing magic, but the mind that has been broken once will never be undone, no matter how long it takes.

Livestock knows that.

That is why the maid and the Penny Empire, Busamen, want to give priority to the former.

"Hey, what does that mean?

A voice of condemnation rose from the vertical roll.

Noisy voices also start to rise from the audience. Oh, you're serious. Feels like it. A gaze of doubt is also directed from the participating athletes' galleries and VIP seats. The operator spoke from the side to the inner cuteness, so naturally. Especially loud voices from the Totcalcho forces.

Regardless of this, the soy sauce face speaks.

"Well, here's something I'd like to share with you."

I will not announce her abstention helplessly.

With the thought of a severance, let me cut one card for you to keep. That's the story of two delicious one-stone birds, both competitively and made-to-measure. If she's willing to be meehr, she'll be happy.

"From previous games, I'm sure you've all understood that she's an excellent woman. While I kept the city's finances in one hand, at the same time I tried to show off my skill enough to devour to the top in this tournament. She is a woman who travels both ways."

At the same time, as a busamen, it is also the route I wanted to avoid if I could. There's just no other way to defend her and the Games together right now. It's all my fault I pulled the maid's game so far.

'Cause the measures that you put on patrol are betrayed from one end of the spectrum.

Could her aim for high LUC be exactly the soy sauce face judgment I just gave her?

Because Sophia's high LUC was still strong.

"That's her, but she's too good a woman to stand next to her, therefore, in a coarse man. From time to time, many royal noblemen have named me after me. Everyone, however, is overwhelmed by her arms, pulling themselves back."

A few days ago, she talked to me about it.

Let me use one here, in conjunction with the abstention from the game.

"I think I am, my lord. If you are here, please speak to me. And I would like to finish her appeal to all of you with this match. I'm motivated to look like this, but I'm going to win the boulder like this."

When I mentioned this, the venue returned a bitter smile.

Returned mainly from the vicinity of the VIP table.

As always, the Totocarcho forces are staring at the stage with a harsh look on their face. They will be the ones who wagered against the maids in ten or eighty-nine years. However, it seems to have been generally favourably received from other audiences. Disgruntled voices are also settling in.

Are you kidding me or not, the audience also told me the voice of a man who would make his name up early.

This would make the public outcry smaller against the fact that the host made her abstain. At the same time, the maid is a maid, and it is a decision that is taken all the time by high-spec handsome men from all over the world. If you look at Chirali and the VIP seats, you can already see people moving.

It is the brave men of the west who have lost, but many aristocrats have found value in the existence of Dragon City, including Lorigon and Editor Sensei.

The Penny Empire as a whole may dis more globally than countries. Around His Majesty and the Chancellor will eat a hoist. But only in this city, as long as you leave the soy sauce face that makes you a war criminal, you will be able to do as you have done for the time being.

Fine. You did it.

"Thank you, gentlemen."

It's a lie.

It's not good at all.

My self-depraved life at the school dorm with Sophia was the best. That was the ideal virgin life. I wanted to have more fun. Eat the rice Sophia fed me and sleep in the bed Sophia fixed me up. That is bliss.

But promises are promises.

The maid worked harder than usual as she picked up the day.

Busamen should reward her for her efforts.

"Do you mind? Mr. Sophia Bacon."

"Ha, ha!

Sophia with her cuckoo and neck up and down hard.

The maid nodding in tears is adorable. Such a pretty girl baked the care of a busty middle-aged bastard every day. I'm sorry for any further difficulty with the boulders. The target is the Virgin tangled, and since it is impossible to fight directly from the front.

"This game is a victory for Bachelors."

I'm sorry, but let's just say we can move on here at the convenience of the soy sauce face.

◇ ◆ ◇

The following matches will feature the eastern brave men and Gong.

If a miracle were to happen to his soy sauce face, he would be the last thing he wanted. Though within the same body, Uke should somehow be better than the wall wins. If you defeat the brave men of the east, you can keep a minimum face as a Dragon City.

"Now I'd like to start the quarterfinals, the third game,"

Two people gazing at each other on stage.

It's quite a sight to paint.

The brave man dressed east because he looks brave. On the other hand, Gong, a muscular Gatai big man. If this makes you look good together, I feel good about the side you're looking at. I suppose you would call it style beauty. Cheering from women is also appropriate.

"I've finished all the games so far with one blow, brave man of the east. How far will that fast forward go? You can still see in those eyes the strength of the will that never diminishes in your will. Looking forward to this game."

I just stopped worrying about Sophia, and I had a little load of heart.

Thanks to this, the live work is progressing somewhat well.

"Opposite is Gonzalez Aufsteiner, the Dada man who leads the Dusk Regiment as the Knights of Dragon City leader. I can't help but hope for that victory, taking good care of the brave men of the east and seeing how far they will fight."

In response to calling his name, his gaze was pointed at him.

Ni and I have laughs and stuff in our mouths, and hey, he's such a good guy.

That's why you're hot, Gon.

Dusty, the field flies early from the vertical roll.

"Hey, isn't that equality?

"Well, I'm going to be pissed off any more, so I'd like to move on to the game as soon as possible. We also have four games left in this tournament, and we still have plenty of time, so I hope you can compete fully. Let's start the game!

It is the start of the game with Busamen's call.

◇ ◆ ◇

[Sophia perspective]

Now the maid has become the freest man in the world.

I was wondering what would happen for a while. It's the quarterfinals, but thanks to Mr. Tanaka, I was able to abstain safely. I returned to the holding room with five bodies satisfied, and the worry is that everything is lost and my mind flutters and is extremely light.

And for this kind of maid, it's the voice.

It's like being a princess in a story.

I'm so glad.

I'm just anxious at the same time.

Isn't it too much to say about the royal nobility?

No, well, there's no way past that.

It is true that I am happy with that.

Maybe you really will.

…………

My face will stink.

You can't do this. Yeah, let's get it right.

As you are, let's take a look at the game and more.

The Games as a whole don't seem like a tough atmosphere for the brave men of the west to lose to other participants. However, I am referring to Mr. Tanaka, who is nobody else, so I am sure you will do well.

The maid believes him and finally enjoys the calm time he has visited.

"Shall I bring you a drink?

"Ah, yes. Please."

You can also accommodate your maids at your leisure.

She bows down, respectfully, as I nod.

"Yes, sir."

This is it. It's like this.

Bite the fullness into your chest as you gaze at her back, which quietly leaves the holding room behind. An overwhelming sense of lady fills the heart of the town daughter. I feel I could feel its goodness from the bottom of my heart, albeit through several repeated exchanges during the course of this battle.

I've always admired being a maid of honor. Whatever the reality, thanks to a job done, I can feel comfortable holding this. I don't know about pissing or anything. It's good. It's all past. Just living like this, it's splendid enough.

…………

With extra space in your mind, nature and consciousness head to the stage of the venue. There are still matches going on there. After retiring earlier, it looks like you can finally enjoy the tournament as an entertainment, just like the rest of the audience.

Keep your hips down on the couch and try putting your feet together or something.

Mr. Gonzalez's game is next, isn't it?

Hehe, shall we take a look at your arrangement?

Please stop being such a brave man in the east.

…………

Watch the game with a little nobility.

The game started on Mr. Tanaka's signal. It was the brave men of the east who moved earlier. As in previous games, you must be after a battle in the first shot. A magic formation emerged early at its feet.

However, I am not Mr González, who allows this.

I rushed under him faster than the magic of the brave completed. Keep the momentum intact, hand in hand and wave a big axe across the side. Bunn and a loud windswept sound were even delivered to the gallery viewing this. It's very powerful.

However, unfortunately, the axe was empty.

Because the brave man who interrupted the magic jumped backwards a lot.

"Shit..."

"My lady and I are gonna pay you back for this nui thing."

"Superior, call me."

"You don't have to tell me."

Capturing Mr. Gonzalez in the front as he moved into pursuit, the brave man also took the sword he put on his hips. It's a duel using weapons for both. Is it called melee? Since then, the reward has begun with tremendous momentum.

Don't hesitate to wield the axe, Mr. Gonzalez. The brave men against you will follow this with few moves. There will also be the convenience of the weapons in your hands, but it's a targeted way of fighting each other. Metal bumping tall sounds echo the venue constantly.

Thanks to you, the audience also deserves a boost.

You will hear voices supporting you both from there.

…………

By the way, you're very restless.

When you run out of things to do, that's what makes you anxious. There shouldn't be anything to take away and rub your mind on, but there is a terrible, vague rush that if you remain stubborn, you will be left alone in the time you have now and left by everyone.

You're in trouble.

"I brought you some tea"

"Ah, yes, thank you..."

That being the case, the maid who was out to fry the tea came back.

By her hand, the cup was gently placed at a table provided beside the couch. We loosen up all the hot air. Pots are also served beside them, and next to them are baked treats that fit in a small basket.

Watching this makes me feel even more anxious.

"... Um"

Nature and voice were leaking.

The first person I inquired about was her, who just finished the meal and refrained behind my oblique back.

"What is it?

"Excuse me, can I help you with your work here, please?

"... Yes?

What is this woman talking about? I was seen with eyes like that.

What you say is the most.

However, I am anxious.

If you haven't even made one of your teas, you're making me so anxious.

One previous game, the maid's suggestion to abstain, was received by Tanaka, who is nobody else. I don't think it's a rare practice to force a single player to play a game from the host side. Anxiety therefore causes chest irritation.

Maybe he thought it was unnecessary.

If they cared, I wouldn't be happier. I will be exhausted in female plutocracy, such as worrying about maids throughout this period. But I can't remember his usefulness when it comes to this, so yeah, that's the thing.

It's all my own delusion.

There is no one reason why he cares about me.

I even asked you to take care of your marriage if you could take on the help of the hosting. If you think of it again, it would be rude to say so. The other person is the Count.

No, you don't. It's Mr. Tanaka.

He's taken care of everything so far.

Speaking of me against, I just take care of you unilaterally.

"Um, hey, I'll do anything, so I was hoping I could help..."

I feel like I can't stay or stand.

Why would he care about a terminal like me?

The gaze that was directed at your chest and buttocks can be felt as a strange nostalgia.

◇ ◆ ◇

The match between the brave men of the east and Gong, that was already exciting.

It is no exaggeration to call it the best famous match of the tournament.

The game between Dr. Editor and Lorigon was awesome too, but that was somehow a fireworks buzz looking out into the festival night sky. On the other hand, the match between the brave men of the east and Gong was like a sport, watching people bump into each other.

We competed close to the audience, but the virtues of the late were echoing.

It's just, unfortunately, Gong lost. The eastern brave men were set to enter the semifinals. The next game, Allen's defeat is no doubt, so only the wall will make it to the semifinals from our Dragon City.

"... is the wall okay?

It's not good, Gogol. Not good at all.

It's a wall. That's crazy.

People are not even creatures.

I want to tell myself a few days ago that I shouldn't have mixed this up. I might have gotten a little too well. It's just that the walls are so hard to keep Dragon City dignified.

That went on, and the quarterfinals were also the fourth game.

"Let's start the quarterfinals and the last game."

The voice of the vertical roll echoes through the venue.

There's already an athlete on the stage. handsome knights who represent you and Dragon City. Dark munchies with a brown Brazilian body are attractive to this. They face each other and face each other with their swords pulled out of their sheaths.

"If Allen loses here, the only gesture from Dragon City will be the wall. I wonder if I can beat the good stuff? I just want you to do your best not to crush the face of the Penny Empire."

It is still a longitudinal roll with no hesitation.

He is a convicted prisoner with a peek at chillies, soy sauce faces, etc.

When you think you're being stirred up by a virgin, that's comforting.

"On the other hand, it's just Nancy. It's the boulders that have won while defending their masks and robes until the quarterfinals. Is it more than just swords and magic? I'm really curious what faces are waiting for you down there."

Bikri and Dark Munchkin's shoulders trembled.

That's right.

In retrospect, Vertical Roll is her former boss.

As for her, she'd have to protect anything. It would be a robe and a mask.

"Then start the game!

As the vertical roll called, the dark munchkin ran out.

It would be an arithmetic for me to just get it done before I find out who I am. I set up my sword and turned to look good with great momentum. It makes me feel so temperamental that I accidentally fear that I might kill you with too much momentum.

The handsome man against him moves no further than the start of the game in the attitude of interception.

After a few moments, the two dealt, and a dry noise echoed around with Kin. A dark munchkin blow aimed up at the shoulder. Allen takes this with a sword in both hands. Apparently it was a pretty heavy swing down, and that look on the spicy one.

Dark Munchkin, who understood his own advantage in this, went on offense.

He continues to strike with a blow, another blow and an incompetent blow to the hair. Allen prevents this in its absolute form. The tall sound of metal and metal bumping into each other sounds constantly in the venue. From the audience, a voice in support of both instantly began to turn up and fly across.

As the sight shows, the chamberlain in this world is intense for the price.

It is the difference between cloud mud and modern Japanese Kendo, where a little rubbing at the tip of the bamboo knife occupies the majority. Meetings take place constantly, and players travel very heavily on stage. It is also rare to develop into a clinch where we say in boxing.

"Is Allen at a disadvantage? I'm definitely preventing it, but if it stays like this, it's Jiri poor. Hey. Are we going to lose like this? Because Liz is watching too, but she ends up not showing you what she looks like?

At the instigation of a vertical roll, Allen's expression changes. I guess it's true that you want to show Estelle what she looks like. I honestly think it's amazing that we've outplayed players from other countries and won the quarterfinals.

"You can't lose to this extent. Say!

Screaming aloud, and just half a step forward.

I screamed at the same time.

"Fireball!

At that moment, at the tip of Dark Munchkin's nose, a fireball appeared about the size of a volleyball. The long silver hair, which had gained momentum before flowing through the cheeks, was tangled up in the flame and burned with chili, but it shrunk.

"Huh!?

Until this match, Allen did not show a magical gesture. I guess she couldn't have expected the other person to use magic again. He flew backwards in a terrible surprise.

Yaritin didn't miss that gap.

"Ready!

It's a short shout and a blow with a step in.

The cutting edge skipped the dark munchkin mask. Cavan and a tall sound. The mask that danced through the universe drew an arc and fell outside the stage. At the same time, the hood of the jaw string's cut flying robe is pushed back from the sword pressure or pressed back.

From the neck of the dark munchkin the top was exposed under daylight.

"What is it, Allen, you have to work hard. You skipped the other player's mask beautifully. I wonder what happened when he showed up under the robe. Dark Elle with a beautiful face for a long time...... alas? I saw a face somewhere."

I thought it was Allen's sword, but you could have used magic.

The magical nobleman will be pleased.

Name: Allen Anderson

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Level: 79

Job: Knight

HP: 7600/19007

MP: 311/2280

STR: 9810

VIT: 10002

DEX: 9752

AGI: 8001

INT: 2290

LUC: 13102

Some MP is down.

Compared to the beginning when we met, INT had grown somewhat, perhaps because of what he thought was the fruit of his efforts. She's a wizard, and as a boyfriend, you must have thought about not being faceless if you can't even shoot one of the fireballs.

Besides, he has gone through the games of the tournament and leveled it up as it should be. If, although still inferior to Dark Munchkin in stature, it has grown at this rate in due course, is it not likely that the day will come when it will be shouldered by the brave men of East and West?

"You!

Being exposed to his face brings a rush to Dark Munchkin's expression.

At the next moment, her rapidly accelerating body approaches handsome. I guess I pushed my back with windy magic or something. It is a blow aimed at the flank with a sword in his hand. If it's been decided beautifully, the handsome torso has two true hunches: top and bottom.

"Huh!?

Yaritin just after he fires a blow all over his body has no way of avoiding this.

Even though the sword was harshly bladed by the shield, it became a feather that flew itself backwards to a large extent. At times, the sword received was crushed, and instead of the handsome torso, it was about mid to two. Our sword tip side flew through the universe with momentum, and hung Busamen's eyebrows.

Seriously, give me a break.

…………

I thought so, Gogol caught me silently.

Soy sauce Near piercing between the eyebrows of the face, perfect where the cutting tip touches or doesn't touch the skin, nice to pick with my thumb and index finger. That's the way to stop it, I think it looks very good. I'd be happy to have you as a beautiful girl like Gogol.

"Thank you. Mr. Rocco Rocco."

"It's no big deal"

Gogol, you're in an extremely cool way to talk about your impatience.

Cool everywhere.

I fell in love honestly.

"... really?

It's true. I've come cum.

Together, from the audience, wah and big cheers.

I have a feeling Busamen could have contributed to the exuberance without trying.

Chirali, I glanced at Dark Munchkin and stared at this one with a bright blue face. The cool standing behavior I was showing during the game sounds like a lie. It is awesome. Yabe, I did it, like.

If that's the case, forgive me.

I'm super glad you got the chance to protect Gogol.

Good job.

While doing so, Allen raised her voice.

"I surrender..."

Quarterfinals, the final game went by like that.