"I haven't seen him in a while, but he's still weird and relieved."
Where Qatar left us, Kengo mentioned that.
He said he was relieved of being weird.
Is that really something you can rest assured of?
"... or is he that tone on Earth?
But I also think the way he talks is weird.
Plus, I'm wearing a purple outfit today, and I have a ninja knife on my back.
It's also rare for such a cozy ninja to do so.
"That's not true. He's just acting."
"Ah... it is"
But that didn't seem to be the vegetable on the boulder.
"Catarrh on Earth was usually a Lehman. He's a serious guy. That tone or outfit is my hobby, and I've been doing it for real since I moved to the FDA and started coming to Earth."
"Heh..."
Well... it's a different world, and I don't know what it's like to want to fall for it.
Our bodies in Earth are tougher and move better than Earth's bodies, and it's possible to recreate the kind of ninja movements that come out with creations.
If you originally admired ninjas or something, it's not strange to try to be like that.
Although it is I who do not appear to be sneaky at all.
It feels like a ninja with a foreigner costing it.
"But be careful. He's weird, but he's strong."
That's what Kengo advised me when I rated Qatar's still-sweet.
Strong, that would be about Qatar's strength.
Although I had fought that guy before and had decided that there was quite a bit when it came to player skills, I had no idea Kengo would give me a push.
"Sin said you fought him before, didn't he? But maybe I was out of my hands then."
"Well, I'm pretty sure he was out of his hands."
But even if you were out of hand, there's a limit to that.
If I was out of hand, I'd have to say my eyes were pretty cloudy then.
"He's basically the type to hide his strengths. This is the kind of place where you don't mean it."
"Heh."
I guess he's a safety-oriented person who can always afford to hit things.
That's something I thought a little bit about when I fought Qatar before.
Because of that, he decided he wasn't Kengo's apprentice.
But this safety orientation is not a bad thing.
Instead, its orientation should be very important to survive this rather bloody world.
Even if I wasn't Kengo's apprentice, I appreciated Qatar like that.
"Besides, his psychic powers... it's not fair to say this."
Kengo was about to go on with his words even more, but he changed his mind there, saying something meaningful.
That's a curious way to put it.
But if I can't hear it here, I might have less fun fighting.
Qatar wouldn't know my powers better, and I'd prefer to fight without knowing his powers, too.
Me and Kengo fight when we fight our enemies, we fight because we think we're bound to win.
But if you can't fight under equal conditions, the desire to win and the joy of winning is halved.
So Kengo's consideration is the right answer for me.
A careful look into the other person is also necessary to win, but if that will cut your motivation, you better not.
Keeping your best hands up doesn't always produce the best results.
"It's just... he's Magimon's ninja. Don't worry, you might lose."
"Heh."
I'll lose, hey.
If that's what Kengo is really saying, then that man is going to be a real powerful man.
Interesting.
I felt like I ate a little shoulder watermark when I saw that guy's name, but not now that I have Kengo's warranty.
Wait for me, Qatar.
I'll knock you down in a minute.
"Something's motivating you as soon as possible. Are you happy to fuck a strong guy after all?
"You bet. I'm a raw Battlemaniac just like you."
"You did."
When Kengo hears my answer, he makes his mouth nibble.
I also smiled at it, and here was born a diagram of each other laughing at each other's faces.
"Cohon...... it's time for you both to leave it around?
And Ceres called out to us like that.
Were we a bit allergic when we saw it from the side now?
We're staring at each other in front of the tournament table, so there's quite a few guys around watching this one.
I hope they haven't had a weird imagination.
"... then move the place. Look, let's go, Phil."
"Mmm..."
I slap Phil on the shoulder, who kept quiet all the time beside me, and I start walking towards the holding room.
Then she made sure she was in tune and touched my arm.
"Oh."
I looked like Kengo was a little surprised to see Phil like that.
"Well, maybe we won't be making progress for a while, but don't give me a tour, colored man."
"Shut up. This is nothing... it's not like that"
This is just skinship.
I kissed her, and I got a date, but me and Phil haven't even developed into a relationship like a lover.
He's more than a friend. He's less than a lover.
"But Phil doesn't seem much better, does he?
"Mmm... me and Mr. Singh are... friendly"
Phil dyes his cheeks slightly to the vermilion and nods cocklessly towards Kengo.
Me and Phil's friendly level is no longer close to Kanst.
Over the armor, but that's what I decided when I saw her snuggle up on me.
"And for that, I hear there are two other women, close women, right, Singh?
Ceres said that to us next in Kengo.
I listen to it and let it catch my face.
"... you knew"
"I've heard a lot about rumors. Whatever," Build Error "won the middle and high school division duel tournament as if to show the audience that he kissed three girls on the spot or something."
"I'm not showing you anything."
The facts are distorted.
That was supposed to be a force majeure thing for me then, but it sounds like I actively chewed with a girl the way Ceres said it.
"Phil doesn't seem to care, but I don't think you can do that with an unspecified number of women."
"Ugh..."
Though, it's true that I chewed it.
I can't really deny Ceres' words.
"Be prepared when you hit with me in the tournament. I'll fix it thoroughly."
"... please be gentle"
Apparently, Ceres is willing to fight me with a bee.
Plus, I feel like I'm willing to do some pretty hard work.
If you're serious about fighting, I'm fine with that... hmm...
"Well... you know what I mean when I actually fight"
I had a certain anticipation and laughed bitterly.
It would be better if you didn't really care what you just thought.
It's too unreasonable.
"Good luck to all three of you. I'm backing you up from the audience until the finals."
"If you lose before you hit me, I'll make you laugh, so be careful. Sin."
"Me too... I'll do my best..."
So I switched my mind, and I started walking to the closet where the duel participants gathered.
Whatever it is, let's focus on defeating Qatar first.
With Kengo in an inclusive way, he would definitely be a formidable enemy.
I had a feeling it would be a fierce battle from the first round and loosened my mouth with two jerks.
"Mm, you finally showed up!
"Oh, you kept me waiting"
When Game One ended and I, the contestant in Game Two, got to the fighting field, Qatar called out quickly.
Qatar has a dagger in its hand, and it looks like it's ready for battle.
"You wanted to fight me so badly?
"Anyway! Until just now, it was only an awkward prayer to defeat Kengo, but if you can defeat his apprentice in an outpost, it's not bad either!
"Phew."
This guy's been hostile to Kengo for a long time.
No, is it hostility or rivalry?
Well, either way.
"But it's your luck that I'm in this tournament."
I don't care what this guy thinks of Kengo.
And this guy can't fight Kengo in this tournament.
"You're going to lose to me here."
"... well. Your lord is quite a man like Kengo."
Overconfident?
Sure, me and Kengo don't think I'm gonna lose.
This is because I'm confident I've gained that much strength, but it would be a big reason for us to be born to hate losing.
We hate losing anyway.
So desperately trying to be strong.
As a result, we became strong enough to be called the strongest tank, the strongest attacker, etc. in the net.
I can't believe the title is the strongest. I think there were players who were actually stronger than us, just because the people around them called them out like that.
It should be certain, however, that it has become strong enough to be called the strongest, etc. in the bend.
So I'll prove myself the best in this tournament.
Defeat Qatar, also defeat the opponents waiting ahead, and finally defeat Kengo, who, like me, was called the strongest.
That's why I took part in this tournament.
"Come on, it's time to get started. I didn't come here to chat with you."
"That is both awkward and agreeable. From here on out, let's talk about it by fighting! It is!"
That's why I don't need it.
While I put that kind of scratch in my heart, I'm going to referee my gaze that it's time to start.
Then the referee shook his head vertically and raised his right hand to give the signal to start the game.
I appreciate this referee being able to read the air every time.
Focus.
"Then the Duel Games General Division Main Battle! World War I Game II, Singh VS Qatar! Duel begins!"
That's how we started the duel.