Entering a Company From Another World!?

Should I say that this day has finally come?

A variety of races struggling with each other.

It was no longer a familiar sight for some non-human species, but I have never seen so many gatherings before.

I think it would be impressive if it came together to see us, young and old alike.

This number is just as big as I can see.

Not all spectators are employees.

The crowd will be crowded from the outfit sitting in the audience seat.

You can also see the presence of soldiers and adventurers, as well as the nobility of the escort.

From this boom, I realize that it is an event that has been learned from both men and women, old and young, and regardless of status.

I was in a position to see such a sight.

An important event to determine the rank of general.

Martial arts competitions.

Fifty participants lined up in the middle of a huge colloquium.

I stand at the very end of it.

Now, I will give you a word from the Demon King, so please be quiet.

The moderator, the devil, has now finished explaining the rules of the tournament, and the president stands on the stage as the opening words of the meeting.

With that alone, the space gathered with thousands of people calms down.

Well, even though the venue is so exciting, it's futile for me to talk a long time. I don't need a lot of words here, so I'm going to send you this one word to open the meeting. "

After a nice and refreshing smile, the president standing on the stage slowly overlooked the athletes.

Fight and win.

Fight and let the words go.

A few moments after receiving the words that permeate Jin and his chest, a loud cheer echoes.

The president, who was very satisfied with the reaction, leaves the stage and returns to the spectator seat, where he was forced to hold the general to the left and right while being held by a guard.

We will begin the first match in thirty minutes. Please wait in the waiting room for each athlete. "

Everyone follows the words of the host, who took over after the president, and starts moving.

The gaze you feel while walking to the entrance and exit of the colloquium in order to exit from the scene is not, to put it mildly, pleasant.

Participants who feel hostile enough to know what Away means.

And the gaze of doubt from the audience as to why there are humans in this place.

Is this a needle banquet?

To be honest, I thought if there was no escort at the entrance who also served as the supervisor's leader, I would sell a fight by myself, but there was no problem where there was surveillance, so I left a tongue behind and everyone went back to their room.

I was relieved, led by the goat-faced devil of the guard, and I went back to my waiting room.

"Uhia, that's a lot of customers. This is hell for a common seat."

"This crowd reminds me of the summer and winter festivals."

"Why is that such an example? Well, there were a lot of people, but there was another way to compare it."

"There are various visitors not only from within the company, but also from our home country. This event is the same as the Olympics and the World Cup that we call the world."

"Hah, that's why it's so exciting."

The more I wanted to laugh at how nervous I was just now, the more I always looked at the venue.

On the other side of the window is a full colloquium.

And you can see the central square very well.

A room where you are allowed to use something called a VIP.

Looking out the window, the hall leaks a word of admiration at too many people, and the crowded equals are similar to the festival of a fellow magazine in the south.

It is difficult to sympathize with it, but somehow it shows a convincing color in Kitami.

Suela talks about the scale of the competition for all of them.

I invited Suela, Memoria and Himiku to the usual party because they were my associates in a room reserved for competition participants.

Thanks to this, it has become such a bustling room.

Well, I was nervous until now, so I could relax my shoulders.

"... at all, these guys..."

"Are you really nervous?

As I watched the sight in silence, I was approached by a slowly approaching memory.

It seemed that he was nervous about the game not going in the middle and staying still near the entrance.

"Memoria, thanks. I've been baptized by Away. Thanks to this, I was able to recognise my position. I don't want to be on that stage for a while."

"If you can make a joke like that, you'll be fine."

"Maybe he's just making it look like that. I thought you lost a couple of kilos on your scale.

"Then I'd like you to rely honestly on me without slapping me like that."

"Would you spoil me?

"If you need me."

Please jump in and tell him that I will keep the favor while laughing bitterly at Memoria who is waiting with his hands wide open.

Then I'll ask you when I need you.

"Yeah, let's do that."

As I told Memoria, I'm not more nervous than I thought I'd be standing in a place like that.

It's possible that you're too nervous and paralyzed, but that's unlikely, because I've had enough of that hostility to feel the breeze.

I don't know if it's okay to laugh when you train harder.

"But I'm a little surprised you don't seem depressed apart from the tension."

"Surprise?

Despite being in such a place, Memoria blinked her eyes several times, surprising that she had a spare smile.

The expression was a little strange, and I asked him back, including the meaning of teasing.

"Well, since the first match is now a winner of the tournament, Jiro, who is good at reopening, is really nervous or depressed."

"Say, well, I got a dent when I pulled the lottery, but the other party was too strong, so I calmed down and reopened it."

This tournament is a tournament with lottery.

During the opening ceremony, I drew lots in turn.

I thought I would survive until the second round, but my luck wasn't bad enough.

Unexpectedly, I wanted to mourn my misfortune on the spot, but I persisted in admonishing myself that if I exposed the ugliness during the important event, I would know what would happen later.

The opponent of the first match is the famous winning candidate, Kisan Kuyo, deputy commander of the Kinsai unit.

When I found out that I was the opponent, he threw a blind eye at us for a moment, but he thought I was missing something, and he cut me off right away.

Even me, who keeps fighting the instructor and is accustomed to fighting demons, is so good that I think my opponent is too bad.

The reaction can be taken for granted.

Perhaps, but the odds of losing in battle will be 90% to 90%.

Whether you have a narrow chance of winning with the thread of a needle, whether the audience prays that it won't end with a single blow in order to thrive, or whether they want you to leave quickly, it's a combination of cards that only comes up with such an idea.

If this was a subtle line of winning or not winning, I would have thought differently, but if the opponent was of a good character, and the difference in strength was clear, I would have to reopen it.

"I'll just try not to lose like no other."

So I didn't say I'd win, so I decided to take it easy.

"What about the truth?

My wife seems to have a vision of my heart.

I saw my building in front of my head and heard honest feelings lurking inside my heart.

"I'm excited to know what kind of venue I'll react to if I win."

Well, I'll be looking forward to it.

"Whoa, it was a yab snake."

So, when I smiled like a naughty kid who was naughty, and honestly said I wanted to cause more and more repetition, I was expected to do so.

"But if it really happens, it'll be a lot of noise."

"Must be."

It is rare for humans to come out for the Demon King army.

Anyway, it's common sense that human equals are inferior species.

The air in the venue will certainly be noisy if you just go out and defeat the winner.

With a desire to destroy such an atmosphere in his chest, he turned his eyes to the delicious scent that began to drift slightly.

"Put some sugar in here."

"Hmm, I see. Hidden flavor. At that age, it would be nice to have such an arm."

"No, that's not it."

"No, don't be modest. Your arm is great. [M] My lord, too, is full of possibilities."

"Hmm, it smells so good, sir."

Some of the athletes were supposed to bring their own cooks, and the room is equipped with a kitchen.

So, winning and himiku cooking the stuff and cooking while watching the game.

Amelia stares at the sight like a puppy waiting for a meal.

"What a peaceful sight."

"That's the kind of environment Evia set up."

"Suela, have you finished explaining that?

It takes the form of a game, and there is a referee, but if she thinks it is a peaceful scene in front of her, she will have finished explaining, and Suela walks here with her stomach supported.

"Yeah, I'm obsessed with my athlete profile now."

"I see, so, what I just said is that the supervisor has put it in place."

Originally, it was my idea to consolidate the athletes in the athletes' waiting room.

In this way, a private room is provided for each athlete, and an escort provided by the supervisor is assigned to the entrance.

I thought it was because of the incident.

"Yeah, in short, to avoid trouble. Race, status, faction, and many other factors can cause trouble. It's easier to escort, so it's harder to give a private room like this than to put it together in one room."

I wonder. Well, as far as I'm concerned, I'd appreciate it if I could just get involved before the game. "

It seems to have been a problem before that.

It seems that there was an intention to avoid simply gathering people who were not close to each other in one room, and I think that intention would include me.

"I think Jiro is one of the exceptions."

"Anyway, I'm an unprecedented human participant. Maybe I'll be the only one who's ever been in this tournament."

"That was a very valuable occasion."

"If you win, it will be even more valuable."

Yeah, that's right.

My daughters are tough.

I wish I could leave such a result with a bitter smile on my daughters who want me to smile and win.

"Oh! Looks like the game is starting!!

"Don't look forward to it."

"Looks like the Dark Elves and the Dragons."

"Mr. Himiku, let's get you to the table."

Hmm, let me handle it.

"I'll help you too!!

The start of the first game.

Watch the opening of the battle banquet in this laid-back space.

Grab a fist gently and swear to victory in your chest.

Whoever they were, they couldn't lose.

One word today.

Sometimes evil is necessary, but sometimes cleanliness is required.