Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

The morning of the second day of the tournament.

I left the pavilion before the sun rose.

Along with the luggage cars loaded with tons of 'menus' to be used in WWIV.

"Sorry, Millie. Delia's away, Magda's asleep, and there wasn't anyone she could count on."

"Uh-huh. Let's go. Miri, you're gonna wake up early."

Millie pulls a heavy luggage truck with a pile of luggage, with a cool face.

You know, I'm letting these little kids carry their stuff... I really feel sorry for them...

"I could have asked Umaro and the hamsters... they're subtly weak..."

"Ugh... the parts that specialize in each race are different, so let's not"

Loretta, Womalo, Percy, they're actually not that powerful. Neither does Neferry or Paula.

Not everyone in the Beast clan is strong, is it?

He was so close to me, I was totally mistaken.

"Mr. Millie. Tell me as soon as you're tired. I brought you some tea, so take a break whenever you want."

"Uh-huh. Thank you, Jinnah. But I'm still fine."

Millie is towing her luggage without showing any grin, tiredness, etc.

Faces other than Ginette and Millie are supposed to come with the Estellas after the sun rises.

I left so early in the morning as part of the operation.

It's no exaggeration to say that the impact of cooking when it comes to it depends on winning and losing.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh."

Millie, who tows her luggage, sings a nose song.

I'm in a good mood.

"Hey Miri... I'm so happy right now"

smile and an uncontrolled grin over here, says Millie, rocking the big tent beetle hair ornament he put on his head.

"I'm so glad that Mr. Terumi counted on me to help everyone, Miri,"

This is a tournament where District 42 fights together.

I want to do something myself. I'm sure there are plenty of guys who think so, and those guys won't spare any cooperation.

So even if they asked me to do such a troublesome job with my luggage early in the morning, Millie is smiling happily.

"Millie."

"Hmm?"

"Thanks. Wow, that helps."

"Hehe..."

With good force, Millie tows her luggage car. Maybe it was because it was a little early.

Seeing Millie like that behind her back, Ginette giggles and zeroes a grin.

When I looked at her, Ginette gave me a full smile, too.

Yeah.

We have to win.

You can't lose here, can you?

Everyone in District 42 is desperate to do their best.

Whatever happens to me... whatever it is, I'm gonna win!

"Um, Mr. Yashiro. That one..."

Ginette pulled my clothes when it was against Central Square in District 41.

A giant Bunashimeji statue nestled in Central Square... Originally, there is a figure squatting in front of the Spirit God statue, Ginette says, pointing to him.

"Aren't you an opponent of the Fourth World War?

Ginette was right, the figure was the big Pyranian-faced man, the bulimic fish Gustave.

Sure, you've been eager to pray before.

"You're a man of faith."

"Will you be praying for victory today?

"What? Then I have to interrupt."

You know, with Spirit God on your side, that's cheating.

"Yo, Gustave."

"Oh? Are you sure you're from District 42..."

My voice is still high today.

You stay expensive even this early in the morning.

... Lose.

"(Back voice) Ha! Nice to meet you today!

"... why are you talking in such a tall voice? Is that what my voice sounds like?

Pyranian face is slightly distracted.

He says he's talking to you so amicably.

"You're not so sure you're going to win that I have to ask you so desperately?

"No, because this is my routine. I'm not worried about the battle. Anyway, it's my victory."

"Heh..."

I don't want to do anything small.

Fine. Let's make an effective faceted attack on someone like you who looks like a chunk of faith.

"Hey, Spirit God. Gustave doesn't need your help. I don't want you."

"Oh, you didn't say that!?

"So give me a hand. So we can beat Gustave."

"Z, it's cheating!? You said I was praying first!

"You don't have a prayer ahead of you or later, do you? You didn't pray in the first place that you could win, did you? Well, I guess I'll be first."

"I was praying! In the first place, I pray every morning 'May the day be a wonderful day'! If you win, doesn't that mean that's a great day!

"Uh... but even if we lose, isn't it going to be a good day for Marsha to praise us?

"Mah... to Mr. Marsha..."

"'I lost, but you worked hard,' he said."

"Well... that's..."

"Ho, then you don't have to win. That's why Spirit God. Let me win."

"Wait a minute! After all, it's what I really miss about winning and getting recognition for me on top of that! Spirit God! Please, it is to me that you win true......!

Ignore me and kneel on the giant Bunasimeji, Gustave.

I'll stir you up the way I say the voice on your nose from behind it.

"Wow... I'm using the Spirit God to be hot on this woman... cythetic"

"Hey!? Oh my god!? Oh, no, Spirit God! I am fine dust and such impurities......!

"You haven't thought about it? Are you sure? 'Fine dust too'?

"No........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Yes, sketchy! Evil! Enemy of the woman! The least half-fish man who tried to use Spirit God to turn a woman into a thing!

"I am a Pyranian!

"Sketchy's?

"It's not sketchy!

"'And fine dust?

"It's moderately sketchy!

Gustave is confused.

This guy is funny.

"O Spirit God. You should stop taking sides with this guy. They think you're a Muttlesleys member."

"Who is Muttlesleys!?

Dundan and Gustave trample the ground and reveal their anger.

Pyranian eyes sharp and pointy, staring at me.

"If we lose this, it's your fault!

Well, he's an opponent, and if you lose, it's probably my fault.

That means I don't know this guy yet, so I'm gonna keep my mouth shut now.

With a critical toothpick, Gustave turns his back.

"This humiliation will be returned in the game. Win the next game and let District 42 taste the defeat! Be prepared."

Discard it, Gustave walks away.

Staring away at his back, Ginette starts to panic with his wrinkles.

"Duh, what shall we do, Mr. Yashiro!? I think my fighting instincts are kinda lit up."

Hmm. Is he a pain in the ass with a burning soul... then?

"Spirit God. May Gustave continue to differ with Marsha until he says' Without earlier 'a hundred times."

"Hey! What are you asking me to do?!?

Gustave rushed back with great momentum.

It's a desperate shape.

"Yes. Successful time, start"

"Also, Ugh! Without earlier, without earlier, without earlier, without earlier...!

After glancing at me, kneeling in front of the statue of Bunashimeji, Gustave starts chanting 'Without Just Now' with an awesome quick mouth. If your faith is too high, you'll be worried about these trivials, too.

If you tell me, religion is more or less like a conjecture.

"Well, while we're at it, let's head to the venue."

"Um... are you sure?

"Those who believe are saved. If you believe that Spirit God will not join such a nonsense, you will not be so annoyed to cast a spell of lifting. I don't have enough faith."

"That sort of... thing, is it?

I don't see a god.

If you can't see, you just have to talk in your imagination.

Because that's what I said. It's a win.

Gustave. Spend your energy to waste and keep your spirit exhausted.

See you... at the venue.

Proudly breasted, I made my way to the venue.

If it's not a big food tournament, an argument tournament, I'm sure no one can beat you, for Christ's sake.

That's how the second day of the tournament began.

The audience is still full today. Goddamn it.

Well, if District 41 wins here, the game's over.

Besides, there is information out there that Gustave will be out in WW4, and it is assumed that this WW4 will be the last battle, according to popular expectations.

Well, a lot of people would like to see it.

"Come on! I'll stick around and back you up today!

"" "Whoa, whoa!

Continuing the day before, Norma had a super mini & chest valley "Dong!" Wearing cheerleading clothes, he invests in support.

"I'm here for you today. I'm here for you!

"Me too, good luck!

The two who suffered defeat the day before are also turning to the support group today in matching cheer clothes.

Delia...... BOURNE!

No, not... I'm glad Delia looks fine.

We talked overnight at Marsha's, and I guess she's been blowing it off.

Those who should be are friends, I knew it.... I don't have one, but with a friend? Hmm.

"Mr. Yashiro. Oh, my God!

As preparations for the first game progressed, Imelda ran over with a change of blood phase.

Looks like something happened in the 40th Ward.

"The fourth player in the 40th Ward... is your father!

"Ha!?

Your father... is Stuart Javier, guild leader for the wooden guild!?

"Anything, because if you don't take first place here, the defeat of District 40 will be confirmed, 'This will be the turn of the guild leader!?' And it looks like they put him on well!

Yeah... some kind of a ride. The diagram is amazing to me.

"" "Harviel! Harviel! Harviel! Xavier!" "

"Girls, I can't help it...... then, I'll get a wash out!

"" "Wow!" "

It would be like, anyway.

"So, how much do you eat?

"That's normal."

"... what are you doing out there?

Did you give up the game...... or I guess you're going to let the big guy in the 40th arrondissement carry the ultimate responsibility and make you aye-free.

"... District 41, Gustave will be out as planned."

Information from Magda, who was on reconnaissance, confirmed this contestant.

Me, Javier, and Gustave.

Well... I guess I can win.

- Cancún, cancún!

Standby bells are rang.

Okay, let's go!

"Mr. Yashiro!

Ginette came running over to me trying to get to the stage.

He looks kind of very anxious.

"Oh, um... really, on that menu... are you sure?

"Ah."

I thought about this menu, and I convinced Estella to screw me over.

Say, "There's no chance of winning without this."

Then I ask Estella for another job.

I asked Ricardo and DeMily to talk to me first thing in the morning and put on permission to do a little demonstration.

Hey. Even when it comes to demonstrations, it's just an easy thing to cut ingredients in front of the audience. Like a tuna demolition show or something, it's gonna be exciting, right? It's such a knoll. It's a show, Shaw.

... I'm sure it'll be exciting... hehe.

"Ginette, you just keep cooking. And..."

I put my hands on both shoulders of Ginette and twitch to flip Ginette.

And tell that back.

"Try not to look at me."

"... Yes. Okay."

Speaking in a strange voice, Ginette returned to the special kitchen without looking back.

When I got to the stage, Javier raised one hand and called out.

"Ooh! Say hello."

"Bullshit."

"Ha! We're gonna have each other!

Slightly upbeat Javier... but his knees are gushing and trembling.

Oh, no. Is this guy so vulnerable to nervousness?

Were you even pulling before the opening ceremony?

"Because it's in front of the guild constituents, you better not be cool with it. You'll be ashamed of yourself later."

"Ha, ha! Don't be silly! Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

The line is already tempered.

And there was another guy... on stage who would stare at me.

"Hey, it's been the first time this morning. You've chanted it right a hundred times, Gustave."

"Of course!

After all, my voice is tall. Are you kidding me?

"But I'm lucky. I didn't know you could compete directly..............."

Pirania's mouth, lined with sharp fangs, turns into a gnarly and distorted shape.

"I will humiliate you in front of this great audience! I give you back the shame I have cast in front of the statue of the Spirit God… tenfold!

Uh-huh. I wonder if this guy is the type of guy who can't get through the gag...

"If I get my butt out here right now, that's about as embarrassing as it sounds...... shall we?

"Stop it! You will have a future too!

No, a future that breaks about as much as I butt out... no, a future that's okay with butt out is more of a problem?

Anyway, this guy, he's actually a good guy.

"All right, all right! If you win, I'll show you my ass!

"I don't want to see it!

"I'll wear Javier's too!

"You don't need it!

"... even if you're not willing to show it to me... so clearly when you can reject it, somehow, don't get a little scratched, Oi"

Looks like Javier wasted his damage where it means nothing.

Gustave, he's terrible.

"Instead, if I win, let me see Estella's ass!

"I won't show you. Yikes!?

Suddenly, Estella appeared on stage.

Behind it are Ricardo and DeMily. By the way, Estella is in Lords proxy mode.

"Instead of demonstrating, we'll have Lords and Lords watching nearby. There won't be any injustice or anything, just in case. Will you admit it?

"Oh, I don't mind."

When I accept, Natalia appears with a knife in one hand from behind the Lords.

Will Natalia cut it?

"Wonder, this Natalia will give you a demonstration"

In keeping with Natalia's words, a table is brought before Natalia's eyes.

There was a plate there with nothing on it.

"So..."

and Natalia sets up a knife...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I used to go pick with Millie, that apple.

"Ha!"

Natalia throws the apple in the air and waves the knife twice and three times.

The apple, which fell on the plate, was nicely cut into eight equal parts and rolled over the plate so that the flowers would open.

Awesome technique.

But the real deal is coming up.

As Natalia cleverly cuts in, taking one octagonal apple...

Pretty rabbit. I could do an apple.

"Wow!"

"Cute!"

From the guest seat, such a voice rises.

"Ho, this is. Quite..."

"Hmm. Well, aren't you?

DeMily and Ricardo are also very responsive.

As for the presentation that there is this kind of technology, well, it would be a success.

Natalia cuts the four apples into the shape of a rabbit and arranges them further as she is surrounded by what a truly understandable atmosphere.

And carried the plate to the table of… athletes.

- Goddamn it...

The venue turned.

Everyone loses their words and says, "No way... no, right?" He gazes at the venue without concealing his unwiped anxiety.

Ricardo and DeMily were also stretching their facial muscles where their soft expressions had gone earlier.

I'm trying not to look at Estella in the way of her face.

"Come on, let's start WWIV"

When I said it, a sad cry, not a voice, ran through the venue.

It looks like someone hasn't been able to look at reality yet, so let's get this straight.

"In WWIV, this Mr. Rabbit apple (Pack of 4) is the menu!

"No!"

"Stop!

"Mr. Rabbit is cute!

"You're lying!? Tell me it's a lie!

Nose screaming.

The audience who heard my words shouted in unison.

But I know. It's not this way.

The menu used in the game is the bottom line of the previous game.

Even District 40 picked spicy chicken that no one would be able to eat and did a small job in favor of their own district.

Are you complaining about this menu?

Turning a proper gaze, Javier has a bright blue face and Gustave is...

"Oh... my God... Spirit God..."

I prayed.

"Dude. That's huge, you guys... this is just an 'apple', huh?

Nobody seemed to be able to argue with my words.

"Come on! Let's get started!

I'll ignore all the people on the spot and get to my seat.

If you don't want to eat, you don't have to!

I'll eat!

"Oh yes... this is an apple..."

"Right... apples... this is just apples..."

Even as I say bumpy, Gustave and Javier get to their seats, too.

"Please excuse me..."

Estella returns her heel and enters the portal early enough.

He said his breakup would be sad if his feelings moved. I guess you don't want to see it.

"I'll let you see it here, Obayashiro!

"Well, I guess I'll do the same"

Ricardo and DeMily seem to stay on stage and watch the game.

Damn, these lords... nobody uses the VIP room.

A plate is placed in front of the player - the game begins.

- Oh, my God!

The starting bell rings, the hourglass flips and the sand begins to fall.

"Ha, I'll eat. Yo!

Gustave sets his belly and reaches for the apple, Mr. Rabbit.

"'Wow! I'm so happy to be out with my family.'"

"Become!?

The moment Gustave tries to grab an apple, I play Ateleco on Mr. Rabbit's apple A.

Then, Mr. Rabbit, Gustave's hand stopped just before touching the apple. It is stubborn and shivering.

"'Here. Don't be too shabby ~'" Father, Mother, hurry up ~! "... At this time, this happy bunny family... never thought such a tragedy would happen later."

"Ahhh! I can't! I can't! To me, things like ripping the happy rabbit family apart............ can't even be done!

"'Father. We'll always be, never, with four families, living together." "

"Whoa, whoa! Who's going to make you miss one?

Yikes! You're right.

Before, Ginette and Estella couldn't eat this rabbit apple.

It was enough that even Magda remembered to resist.

The spiritual statues of this world are all abstract shapes, and the inhabitants of this city tend to think of this Mr. Rabbit as being unusually cute with difformed things like apples.

However, it was doubtful that it would fit Gustave or Javier.

Regardless of the adorable ladies, I was afraid that the Ossans wouldn't be able to eat the adorable rabbits, how unlikely... Apparently, I won the bet.

Gustave is a man of so much faith that he's stupid, I didn't know he was going to be able to eat this.

"Yea! We're gonna eat the eagle! This would be just an apple!

Beyond Gustave, Javier inspires himself and takes the apple.

Let him!

"'Father! Wax, I don't want to see your father like that!

"Immerdah!? Are you Imelda?

Javier asks Mr. Rabbit's apple in his hand. With a serious face. Oh, I held it back with both hands looking important that I was picking it.

"'Beautiful things must not be broken forever! I sincerely hope so. Wow!

"Imelda! Definitely, this Mr. Rabbit. The apple is Imelda!

"... No, you're not, Father"

Imelda (real) squeaks with a pulling face underneath the stage.

"Hih, you're cowardly, Oobayashiro! Why don't we fight square and square!?

Ricardo holds his fist and strongly condemns me.

"What's cowardice? I can't believe it's forbidden to chat during meals. The rules, did they say that somewhere?

"Well, that is........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"I'm just talking to myself, you just have to eat without worrying"

"You've decided to care!?

Cancel and shut up.

"Now, ignore the outfield, and I'll eat too. - Come on!

"... then you'll see the same!" Pimp, me, cute little rabbit! I love sweet treats, pimp '!

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"... Ricardo, are you all right with your head?

"It's weird! I guess I just imitated Temehe!

Ricardo's face stains bright red.

It seemed rather embarrassing.

Well, 'pimp' is, hey...

"Yes, yes, Mr. Rabbit. Pi, Mr. Rabbit. Pi."

Grab an apple and let it jump on the table.

"Teh, teh meh! Are you making fun of me!?

"Pi, pi, pi, pi..."

After I jumped three times, I carried the rabbit's apple to my mouth...

"Gaboo!"

I chewed it off a thousand times.

"" "" "Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

A scream echoes in the audience.

"Uh-huh! Rabbit! Ugh!

Open your mouth with the wax and repeat the chewing as you show off the shattered pieces of meat.

Shack shack, shack shack - and with the chewing noise.

Gustave and Javier are turning pale in their faces and staring at me flashly.

... Do you want me to push another one?

I take the next rabbit, the apple, and now I give my voice to my apple.

"'How dare you, my brother! It's your brother's revenge!

"Nice! Mr. Gambare Rabbit!"

"Kill him like that!

Cheer flies from the audience to the apple.

But.

"Not really, kid!

Mr. Rabbit, I lifted the apple high, held the skin of the apple representing my ears, and pulled off the momentum.

"Ears, Butchie!

"" "" "No, no, no, no, no!?

"And mu-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh

"" "." "Stop it. Ewwwwww!

And hold the remaining two apples in both hands, gaboo to the right, gaboo to the left, and a wondrous way to eat.

"" "" "" Rabbit. Awwwwwwww!?

As the scream roars, I raise my hand and proclaim it exalted.

"Replace!

"Devil!

"Holy shit!

"Cold blooded man!

Every curse flies.

But that's it.

In contexts where battles have taken place, the cornered sometimes execute actions they would never normally perform on the grounds that they 'have no choice'.

In this case, it could be that Gustave, who doesn't want to give up the win, ghosts his heart out against me and eats apples, Mr. Rabbit.

That way, I won't win.

In order for me to win, I'm gonna have to thoroughly hunt down your spirit.

The thought originally in my mind, "I feel sorry for you for eating such a cute thing," combined with the thought of "It's awful to eat a rabbit" brewing from the entire venue, makes me illuminate that eating a rabbit apple in this place now is a sin worthy of capital punishment.

Do you know that?

That humans are prone to be flushed by the voices around them.

Even though it is clearly a mistake, if 90% of those on the spot claim that it is' not wrong ', they make the claim that it is' not wrong 'even if they are convinced that it is wrong.

Illusion that maybe you're the one who's wrong.

On the contrary, when more than 90% of those on the spot insist that they 'shouldn't do it', he will surely not be able to take that action on a matter that had some guilt.

Neither Gustave nor Javier can eat apples anymore, Mr. Rabbit.

Especially if there's a 'person you never want to hate' in that place.

Marsha and Imelda can also be considered key people this time around.

"Ah yummy! Sweet rabbit, hey, whoa, whoa!

"Devil!

"There's no blood, no tears!

"Somebody stop him!

"Spirit God! Heavenly punishment for that one!

"Don't bully Mr. Rabbit any more. Eh!

I don't mind eating.

"Replace!

"" "" "No, no, no, no, no!?

In the end, in forty-five minutes of anger flying, Mr. Rabbit, I was the only one who ate an apple.

The result is that I'm the eight plates, and Gustave and Javier are the zero plates.

Now the defeat of the forty districts has been confirmed.

Nevertheless...

"Guru... the rabbit... Mr. Rabbit... Huh!

"Terrible... how could this be..."

"You devil.................. you devil..............................!

... Wow, the people in this city.

A little overreacted, isn't it?

Mr. Rabbit, I was crying because I couldn't eat the apple. Ginette was nothing but a big deal.

"Uh-huh! Win! Win!"

Back to the waiting space in the 42nd arrondissement in a whim...... something, everyone looked subtle.

Yeah. For now, you're all out of sight.

Yeah, yeah. I get it. I get it.

"Oh, your brother did his best! For all of us, he won one win and held out hope for Game 5!

"Oh yeah... right! No, something... because it was a great game... yeah, yeah! Good job, Yashiro!

Loretta cut the tantrum, Delia agreed with it, and finally the air on the field just unraveled a little.

Ha ha... I wish I didn't have to mull.

"Shit! This is what happens to me! Ha-ha-ha! Chocolate chocolate!

I proudly say wazz and strain my chest.

I still see a cramped smile on my face.

"Ah, but you don't eat a ton of apples. I'm sorry, I'm just gonna go to the bathroom."

... There will be better times without me.

Somehow, you'll have to change your mind by WWV.

Leave the waiting space and I'll head to the venue exit.

If you let him disappear for about an hour now, the air will get a little better.

I wonder what it is. Long time no see, this feeling.

I guess I'm a fraud after all.

... hehe.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

After all, a scammer is such a creature, it has to be like this......

"Wait!

The voice is sad, desperate, just going to cry...

I looked back by accident.

"It's an apple! This is just an apple!

Ginette stood in front of the audience with a rabbit apple and a knife.

And besides, I peeled all the rabbit ears... no, I peeled all the apple skin, beautifully.

"Here! It's an apple! Mr. Yashiro ate this apple!

Gripped in Ginette's hand is a beautifully peeled, just apple.

"Even I eat. Because I love apples!

That's what I said, I sipped an apple.

The sound of shaku shook the tympanic membrane clearly.

"It's delicious. They're delicious apples."

Ginette is talking to the audience.

But... I wonder why... the words arrived in my heart... and I felt something tight in the back of my throat.

"Ginette. Would you like that delicious looking apple for me, too?

"Sister...... yes. We'll have it ready in a minute."

"Ah... Miri no,... I want to tap"

"Oh, hey, I guess we'll be there soon."

"I'll eat, too!

"Alas, I like sweet things, bring me some janjanjang!

"... Magda... would eat it all up if it wasn't for the next game..."

"You have to be patient. I'm going to eat them all up with Atashi and the others. Come on."

"Me, one of you - no?

"Hey, Neferry, can you help me skin it?

"I can't help it anymore, Paula... cum. Leave it to me!"

More and more the stagnant heavy air began to move all at once.

Buzzingly, gorgeously, the ladies raise their voices surrounding the apples and sounding adorable and entertaining.

"Oh, yes, yes! Ouilla, I'm actually really good at peeling! From the carpenter sss!

"The Awkward, too, is a sculptor, so he remembers his arms a little"

"Mm-hmm. I'm some kind of hunter entrusted with a branch of the hunting guild, huh? How dare you skin it, before breakfast!

Bastards, for some reason I don't get it.

"Yashiro, come on!

And Ginette calls me.

In my usual voice.

With the usual smile.

"What do you say? Mr. Yashiro is with you!

"... ahhh..."

... Damn. No.

"I've been eating too much and my stomach hurts, so I haven't been in the bathroom since."

"Yes! Ah, well, come wash your hands beautifully"

"Hehe!

Raise one hand, flutter and leave the venue behind.

Don't worry about me...

"Can you eat another slice of apple..."

My chest is full...

This is the only way I can do it.

This is the only way we can achieve our goals.

When I made the curry, and the first day of the tournament, I suffered terrible consequences as a result of a lack of me.

I counted on someone.

He told me he was an idiot... and I trusted someone else.

I can't change anything.

There's no way I can change.

You think we're all fun and cute?

You can't do that, scammer style...

But well...

"Until we win, we have to work hard............ 'Together'"

Something supports my chest and I can't breathe. I felt like eating something refreshing.

If you can, - something other than apples.