Now, as I watched the stage as I prayed for the blessings of the presenter that followed, something rushed the staff.

Watching as the unexpected happened, other officials told the MC woman something and she took the microphone.

"Here's the announcement! What a rejection of all the contestants who had refrained after this."

... All right.

Proud, Lue. I cheated a little, but you knocked them all out with your first hand.

Even if we did make a presentation on the same subject after that reply, the results are visible.

By analogy, yes, it would be a boring result, not as tasty as eating regular curry after eating super spicy curry.

And all of them mean that even the array that the earlier royal blood () said something about ran away with its tail wrapped around it.

No, really pleasant and painful. Good, show him more.

Show him one of those scales in this place right now how wonderful people you guys are the ones you scorned with witches.

If I may, I wanted to achieve such a result after I had grandly known who she was, but this is not that country.

I'll let you know one day, one day, absolutely, where you should be.

"But this will take too much time, so my God! One judge who was late in arriving was better! We are going to give you an answer on the same subject!

Mm, who is it? A judge who was late is.

But I can already hear the whole venue bluffing and "No way" and "I knew it was for sure".

An uncontrollable sense of anticipation conveys a hint and this one.

Hmm, are you also the president of the annual jury? That's kind of sloppy for everyone to cheer up on their own.

And you were satisfied with this reaction, and the host woman herself held the microphone with an anticipating look...

"Bye! Sacred Virgin of the Redemption, Obsidian Archer! Here comes that one with several aliases!

... Ah, yes. I wasn't feeling anything thin.

With all the tension at once down, I open my e-mail and play.

That's funny, the guy who lines up certain strings to look like a ramp.

Apricot Manor Apricot Manor Apricot Manor like Apricot Manor.

Yeah, I'll make a pig altered emoticon and send it to you in a while.

"Ladies and gentlemen, are you enjoying the eyeballs of the first half of the harvest festival, the Beauty Men contest?

Well, how about this at the beginning? '8 = (', ω, …) = 3 That meat ranranranran-san 'transmission.

The sender, of course, is our pig standing in front of the microphone right now.

"Hey, here we come. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

"Damn, don't shut up!

"Wow! Real, real oink!

'I love it! Turn around!

"Dead tomorrow, I have no remorse anymore..."

"God...... thank you......"

But it is a great exuberance.

No, you really are a hero of the Redemption... I kind of miss you suddenly going far.

It's like, yes, livestock being put in a truck and shipped far away.

You're coming home with delicious meat.

"Now, in the form of a jump in, I will also give a speech on this occasion"

I'd be very happy if you told me, "Life is shipping and finding."

"To me, life is one book that I write down myself. It's a milestone where you dream and enjoy what's going to happen next, turning the page excitedly."

Books, huh?

Speaking of which, I used to hear that Oink was a reader.

Were you talking about the game age?

She also said she used to IN from the library, and she must be quite a book lover.

"I dream of the best ending, and I intend to be as if I were even the protagonist, facing all the difficulties. That's my ideal life. But there is no such thing as a story where all the flat, good things happen. There are many stories in the world that come to a sad end."

Definitely the protagonist, you are.

Right, sometimes I would have gone to the city, competed in sheepdog competitions, fought off wolves with brothers again, and played the protagonist in all sorts of stories.

... If I were to say my thoughts seriously, she does, my husband, openly.

An undisputed hero who has tried to save and develop his country in an effort to change the world by himself.

If you spell out that half-life trajectory, you will undoubtedly be in history as the hero Tan.

I knew you were too dazzled to look directly at me.

It would be too spicy for me if I didn't stand just a little inclined and capture that light obliquely.

Look, I've got about one of those twisted guys who looks at me like that.

"- I was told. I have always wanted to get rid of all the tragedies. But they noticed. This is not a story, and the book won't tell you, that there's always someone somewhere to be tragic. So now, instead of eliminating the tragedy, my goal is to override the tragedy by increasing my happiness, and I want to live the rest of my life."

I hadn't heard from you on the way over thinking about it.

But to see the venue thrive, Oink's answer must have been great.

Now, first of all, can we call the incident of everyone resigning except Lue a write-off?

Oink, spared off the stage, for some reason sits next to me in a special seat for a massively vacant man.

"It's terrible, I can't believe I sent that email before my speech"

"Come on, come on. I was wondering if I could do something with this email feature."

"... I can only think of as much canning"

Lue did that just now.

The stage moves on, even with such an otherwise loving chat.

That concludes the three reviews, and at the end of the day they each come to a free appeal.

But there will be no victory whatsoever for a human being who declines the review now.

Perhaps purely, you want to show off your stunts in front of a large number of people, you want to leave your best self here.

"I, too, was just nervous after Lue's speech. You seem to be better at understanding people than I am."

"With Oink, they've been fighting at the forefront of turbulent times."

"I can't believe you're with me. I hear that her time in battle was far more tragic, harsh, and on an extraordinary scale than the war I've been through."

"... right"

"... anything, was there?

Easy to step in.

I detect this slight discrepancy, and then I come in.

After all, Oink is also good at mastering people's hearts and minds well enough.

It comes in easily, at least in me.

Well, I won't let you grab it.

"Never mind, I just had a chance to ask you more about Sardis continent"

"... is that right? Did you hear that?"

"I knew you knew and you kept quiet, didn't you?

"I noticed it when I checked her cards at the guild. I was afraid to tell you that right back when I met you."

"It's an English break. If I had listened to such a story with a narrower view than I do now, I would undoubtedly have gone bare through this continent"

"Yes... right"

Back then, Lue was all I had and I couldn't afford to look at anything else.

No, I was pretending to be the wind I could afford, and I was still thinking about things around her.

Luckily, I have Reis now. And there are a lot of people I've known on my journey.

When I think of them, I can barely contain them from being in an outrage that doesn't think ahead.

I knew you were a kid, not yet.

"Um... I don't know if I'll tell you at this time, but I have a report"

Then, now an unnatural tension came from her.

"From my standpoint, I gather information about people coming from outer continents, especially people of high standing."

"Heh, is there even a dedicated covert unit after all?

"Yeah. So here's some info that went in a while back"

No heart, or her voice is trembling.

I don't know if that's what comes from fear. But it's rare to get upset so far.

Trembling with me, that's a common thing, but that's a late game because we know each other.

But surely now she is upset and hesitant to utter the following words:

"We were unable to detect the landing, but we have just confirmed the departure of a pair of key figures from the city."

"... well. Were they here?"

"Yes... you're not surprised"

Such a massive festival, like a giant theme park.

It's no wonder they invited me to do that.

"I wouldn't be surprised. Right, you were coming - Mi Oo and O Nee."

"Go home to your dream country?

The grief of a full bokeh being lightly returned.

No, well, there's a lot of people coming from outside the continent, and it wouldn't be weird to be here.

Both Shun and Dahlia like festivals, no wonder.

"You have nothing to worry about. Anyway, the next thing on this continent, it's over there."

"... Now that you've heard that story, what are you going to do?

"What, if I'm going to do something, should I give back the power and status I have now?

"Huh! It's not! I am, I am to you!

Wait, the pig's too excited.

Look around, everybody's looking, 'cause you look amazing. Because I'm looking at you with a caged eye! Me!

Consider your influence!

She started making up stories that she would have come up with while she was confused about my intentions.

"Wow, I just want you to take care of mine, all around me again! Why did you leave!

"What?"

... Oh no, it's like a forbidden love story between a butler and her mistress.

Don't, hey, don't. It sure doesn't even look like a character like that, so don't, it won't be stylish!

Yeah, I don't have a choice, I'll give you a ride.

"... the lady has already been splendid. A hero who stands on his own feet and is thus admired by large numbers of human beings. Don't bother me forever."

I stare into my gaze with intent to kill.

What is this threesome play? What maiden gay. Where.

D S Butler and M Pork Mistress say it's a different kind of love in different worlds... where is the demand?

"... ok. If you're going on a journey, I won't keep you any longer. You've served me well so far."

"... thank you, lady"

Look, the venue would have turned out to be weird again.

First, I stopped looking at you with intent to kill, but now you're exposed to a curious gaze like you're going to explore.

"... remember later"

"Let's talk about this later."

"Ai"

That's worrying, really.