Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Then the waltz, the giant folding crane that was inside Syranui's room (?), temporarily moved next to the residential entrance to the underground large workshop, then after breaking up with her.

Waltz accidentally bowls down with the person who came down from the elevator.

"... hmm? Oh, that's waltz!

"Ah, Mr. Hunter. Long time no see.... Something I think I saw you yesterday..."

With that said, Waltz remembers a hunter who has behaved strangely luxurious meat dishes during lunch and dinner yesterday.

"Well, if you haven't seen him in three days, forbidden sy... you can't help feeling it's been a long time, can you? So did I."

Less than three days before the Waltz, who returned once, left Mid-Eden to fix Yuki's lost body.

As for Waltz, he seemed to feel like he'd been out for about two months... but that's never happened.

That's all, I was having a busy 3 days, I guess that means...

"By the way... isn't it a lot unusual for a hunter to be here at this hour?

"No, I'm not. I always come to deliver breakfast and wake up my people, because this is roughly the time. It might be faster than usual."

With that said, a hunter with a bitter smile.

How is it... as if it's floating somewhere, something like that?

"... was there anything delightful about it?

When Waltz asked him that, the hunter said, 'Well done. You listened!' And so on, as he rose royally, he put his arms together, and twisted his tail.

"Yeah. Recently, we've been rebuilding South Fortress, but it looks like subsidies from the state are finally turning to Matomo. After all, it's a lot easier for me to hear you say that you can afford your family and the lives you know. I can't see the city in person."

"... So next time, to South Fortress, you're going on a trip?

"What..."

Was Waltz's such a word unexpected, a hunter who dots and solidifies his eyes?

"... no, of course that's... a trip with Waltz, isn't it?! You're not gonna tell me to walk away alone, are you?

"No, it's like a ghost like that... I won't tell you"

"... Alright!

Because the response from Waltz was desirable for the hunter, her tension escalated to far higher heights than she had ever shown before.

Even though it's not Eve or Lucia, shaking his tail all the way through a thousand cuts is arguably proof of that.

"So... the hunter came here to wake everyone up, is that a good thing?

"Oops. Yeah, I was so happy I almost forgot."

When the hunter said so, he offered a piece of paper (flyer) to Waltz.

"This, next time, seems to be an event taking place inside the Wang capital..."

"... Sweetfest?"

"... for a long time, you're going to shortcut to the wind and say... (Shall I apprentice too...)"

It should be noted that, to be precise, it is the "First Suites Festival Sponsored by the Wangdu Alliance Federation".

"That's a good event. You know, all-you-can-eat sweets made by participants..."

A waltz of how the event itself is undeniable.

Rather, as for herself, she deserved her age and had no eyes for sweets, so she could be in big agreement.

"So, this rinse fuzz? I don't know, it's like anyone who's a citizen of Wangdu can join us."

"Um... I mean, the hunter's in, right?

"Hmm, right. That's not a mistake..."

After saying that, the hunter... blushed for some reason and started combing his fingers with Mojimoji.

I was waltz starting to get a bad feeling about how she was doing, but... there's no way I can get away from the situation right now.

"... waltz. Why don't you join me at this festival?!

... the hunter, he hung those words.

"... of course, it's a team fight, right?

"Huh? No, you're not, are you?

Waltz gives me a difficult look because I feel like the hunter is relentless and wearing (hoarsely) his black history back.

To such a waltz, the hunter uttered an unexpected word.

"... you said Lucia was leaving too..."

"Huh?! Hey?!

"Hmm? Anything wrong?

"Ugh... no, it's nothing..."

... Apparently, something will unfold in this sweet fest that will be a Lucian roulette, not a Russian roulette.

That, too, has no hassle of all bullets...

"But why did Lucia... suddenly go out to such a crowded place, what did you say?

"Oh, that's... look at this place"

said, a hunter pointing to the lower left corner of the flyer that Waltz had in his hand.

There's...

"..." The winner will be awarded a year's worth of food vouchers that can be used in common in the city "..."

The wording said:

"... Inari sushi."

"I guess. It's about Lucia, so you're probably going to be eating rice balls for a whole year."

After the brave noise, Lucia went as a messenger to Boreas to keep it out of people's eyes, but she was grabbed by a charming bait (sleaze) in front of her, and she couldn't be there or even...

(... ma, it's also a mystery that I disagree...)

Against her behavior, Waltz wondered how it would be to inhibit free choice.

It is inevitable that they will stand out if they go to the event, but if Lucia says that's okay, there was no reason why Waltz could disagree.

Instead, if you think about her coming up, you could say you should actively get out on the table.

As Waltz thought about it, the hunter opened his mouth as if he remembered something.

"Oh... speaking of which, you said Teresa and the others were leaving. Speaker... or as a former Princess Wang, they asked you to join them?

"Really?... Speaking of, Teresa, can you make something sweet?

"I don't know... At least I've never seen it."

"Right..."

"There's more..."

"Are you still there?!

In the end, then, the majority of my people's names pop out of the hunter's mouth... but would it be fortunate that there was no Catalina's name in it...

"So... waltz, of course, you're in, right?

and a hunter who comes to waltz with the kind of gaze he expects.

Her gaze like that, to be honest, was too painful for Waltz... but because she couldn't refuse without it, she opened her mouth, reluctantly and so on.

"... honestly, you don't feel like riding... Recently, my name seems to be on every corner of this town as a demon..."

and waltz who speaks his heart out.

"What, never mind. Whatever happens, we're with you, right?

Against a hunter who speaks so gently as to teach him, Waltz may consider the pretext of escape... but the outer moat is buried for a long time, and the escape route seems to be limited.

Nevertheless, in her mind, the idea of 'wanting to escape' and 'not wanting to participate' was not all that swirled around.

(If everyone joins... maybe not surprisingly bad...)

It was a waltz that didn't like to be mistaken by God and didn't want to get out in public, but it didn't have the personality to ignore or crush interesting events.

That, too, would mean something special to her if she were to be able to participate with fellow hearts and minds...

"... the hunter, Lucia... everyone else is in, right?

"Oh. Sure?

"Then... why don't I join you?

"Waltz..."

Squeeze the name briefly, then gash!, and hunters taking waltz hands.

"... let's go for the win together!

"Uh... ha, yes"

Should it be unintentional or genuine...

Thus Waltz was to participate in what was commonly known as the Sweetfest, which was to be held in a few days...