Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

Since not a single victory could be achieved by the Fourth World War, District 40 was confirmed to be defeated.

"Hey, I tried my best, too."

Gahaha laughs, Javier puts his head on.

No, you didn't eat one. I turned to the apple and said, "Are you Imelda!?" or something. I was just making a pathetic statement.

Wards 40 and 41 were the lowest on the same rate in World War IV, but there were times when Ward 40 was defeated, and as a result of the consultation, Ward 40 was to be in charge of cooking for World War V.

"I ran out of showcases. About cooking, huh? Okay? Please."

And it was a cry all over Javier. In front of DeMily, you wanted to defend that right at all costs.

Well, that's why World War V was a dish in District 40, a one-horse hit in District 41 and District 42.

"It's finally final."

Take off your dress, take off your fake milk, and the usual dressed Estella comes shaking your apples.

... What an appeal. You were watching. I get it.

"Delicious?

"Naturally. It's an apple from the 42nd arrondissement, right? It's delicious."

Flatten apples cut into eighths with pepper and say satisfactorily.

I got your attention.

It was a conversation I threw with that intention, but apparently it passed on properly.

Estella nodded satisfactorily, paying her hand pounding and raising her voice toward the audience.

"World War V is a total battle! Everybody, support as much as you can!

To the words of Estella, those who were on the spot speak up in unison.

The final game is going to be a real total force battle, with support.

Killing also comes from the space of the forty-first district.

Ricardo also appears to be exiting the VIP room and watching the game in the waiting space of District 41.

I wonder if it was for nothing, VIP room.

"... Yashiro"

Magda's coming by me.

He has a calm, emotionless look as usual when he says he's coming to the game.

Although my ears are moving fine and tingly.

"Are you nervous?

"… moderately"

Put your hands on your head and fluff your ears.

Usually it would be an immediate "muffle," but out of nervousness, it didn't.

I felt a little stiffer than usual because of my mind and my ears.

"... Magda will definitely win"

Magda would know how dangerous that statement is.

Most importantly, I am not willing to use "Spirit Judgement" for this statement. No, but it still makes no difference that it's dangerous.

That's how much Magda is pushing herself to win.

"You can lose," I say to you, which must be harsh on Magda right now.

That's why I can't even say "never win".

There's not a lot of words I can call you.

That's why I decided to say these words.

"I hope so."

"... Hmm. Leave it to me."

Do your best.

When that doesn't work... I'll take care of it.

I'd appreciate it if you could win.

- Cancún, cancún!

Standby bells are rang.

It's your last game, crying or laughing.

"... then I'm coming"

"Whoa! Come on!

"Mr. Magda! Good luck!

"Magda can definitely win!

"We're all watching here!

"... comforting"

Magda slowly looked over at all of us and nodded small.

"... where Magda is, here"

And look up and firmly forward.

"... absolutely, protect"

Proclaiming forcefully, Magda takes to the stage.

... whereabouts, huh?

For Magda, the most important thing.

What I've always wanted.

For that, people can be strong. Magda says she fights for something important with such strong powers.

Then I have to back him up. Until today.

Cheers also rose from the people of District 41 as cheers flew to Magda to the stage and the faces of District 42 flourished.

The other athlete takes to the stage.

Wearing a little on my gray hair...... no, that one's got tight muscles. It's supple and tough, fleshy like that.

"Did Alvaro come out?"

"Usse......"

All of a sudden, Usse walked in with her arm wrapped around me from behind.

He's a hunting guild person, so I guess he knew about that player...

"You, were you there?

"There he is! Yesterday and today, I've been here all morning!? I ate apples earlier, too. Hey!

I had no vision whatsoever.

Is your brain rejecting you? Maybe it's equipped with a Usse canceller, my brain.

"What kind of guy is that?

"Strong. If you're going to decide on the top five of your hunting guilds right now, you're going to have enough strength to definitely devour them. You're so young, you're so busy."

A man like Alvaro looked like a teenager no matter what he saw...... about fourteen or fifteen.

By the way, Usse is Osama no matter what he thinks. Don't be jealous, Osama.

"Don't poke at me like that. It's your overwhelming age odor."

"I'm not happy! It's not tight!

Usse barking desperately, but I don't have time to talk about the presence or absence of this guy's aging odor.

Do you really want to hear the core?

"So, how much do you eat?

"I don't know. I can't imagine him eating dinner... you eat that much?

Unlike Gustave, Alvaro doesn't seem to be a big eater.

For using Gustave in WW4, all that remained was a subtle player...... you mean?

No... I'm talking about Ricardo, it won't be that easy... maybe something's been put in and wise by Medora.

"There's going to be some kind of secret..."

"Secrets don't... Alvaro will be transformed"

"Transformation!?

What's that!? Something cool!?

"Red!? Is it blue because it's cool!?

"I have no idea what you're talking about... there's a mode of combat... well, he's like my mom"

"Medra... you're not even transforming..."

Behind my brain, I think of Medora changing into a giant warcraft.

It no longer transcends the realm of man.

"You'd have seen it too! Your ears are coming out of your mom's head!

"Oh, that ability that nobody gets. I wish it was obsolete."

So that guy Alvaro, too, if he's in the mood, will his ears come out right......... what's the value in a man's chemo ear? That's a crappy ability, I'll make it.

"Mr. Yashiro."

"Ho! Store manager!

Ginette called me, but somehow Usse replies with super high tension.

You, how long have you been 'Mr. Yashiro'?

(CHUCKLES) (CHUCKLES) You're doing great again today. (CHUCKLES)

Usse's gaze is honest.

You want me to charge him?

... No, I'm going bankrupt.

"Usse, I've seen too much"

"Ba!? Look, I haven't seen it! (chills)"

Aren't you looking at it so bad?

"Ha, ha, he's the one who says weird things! Well, here I am!

Hands and feet forward at the same time, and the gibberish keeps Usse away.

I wanted to hear more about the hunting guild... but with Ginette, it looks like he's going to be a 'monster/valley chillari'... here we go.

"So, what? What can I do for you?

"Yes! Let's support you together!

"Yes?"

Did you come all the way here to say that?

"Let's give Mr. Magda a lot of support so he can work hard."

"Oh... right"

Even Ginette thinks of Magda like a family, just like Magda thinks of the Yangtze Pavilion as a place to be.

For backup, you're gonna have a fever, that's it.

"... let's back him up, best of luck"

"Yes!"

Nod at each other and gaze at the stage.

Magda and Alvaro had already taken their seats.

In front of the two is meat stabbed on long iron skewers, like shishikababoo.

"Meat again..."

"Both hunting and wooden guilds often dine in the woods outside. It's self-evident that the dishes you can cook just by baking meat will develop."

Estella talking about such pussy with her throat and face.

Speaking of which, you haven't developed much BBQ food in District 42.

Most of them are sausages and hamburgers.

"That's because most of the meat of the Warcraft is consumed in the 40th and 41st Wards. It was all slices and cheap mince coming to District 42."

"Asunt, you used to discriminate blatantly."

"Either way, the meat of the Warcraft was too expensive to buy."

As a result, processed products like sausages have developed?

"Brother! That meat looks so delicious! Me, those three are peppery and good-looking!

"Normal...... three bottles"

I need you to at least say ten or a hundred.

Well, one bottle would be enough for me.

"Magda, I'm sure there's more - I'll eat it!

"Right. I'm sure you'll eat a lot."

"What a final fight...... the other guy, pretty much eats too, huh?

I don't know where the battle is until it starts.

We in the field just have to believe and stare... and...

- Oh, my God!

The bell at the start of the game rings.

"" "" No, Magda, no!

"" "" You're not losing, Alvaro. Ooh!

Both, with enthusiastic cheer, stick to the skewers at the same time.

"...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Momogu... That's Ze"

Common!?

Speed, awesome normal!?

"Something looks delicious eating..."

"Mr. Magda, he's usually a snack."

Yes, it is.

If Magda doesn't use Red Moya, she'll only eat it to the extent of the children there.

"Are you okay, Yashiro?!?

"It's gonna be okay."

This one has a secret weapon.

"Loretta dumped me and took my word for it, didn't she? Thanks to me, I can wave big and 'back up'."

"Ho!? Oh, me, did you do something?

Loretta suffered an unruly loss in the second round.

Ricardo and DeMily did admit it.

"There are rules for eating using beast traits," he said.

I mean...

"Becco!"

"You've been anxious!

To my call, Becco comes carrying a giant box.

Estella and Loretta will open up the place and Becco will be next to me.

"What the hell is this?

Look at the big crate that Becco has been carrying and Estella gives him a surprise look.

"This is Womalo's special" I'm leaving one at a time "!

"No, even if they say his name..."

"If you're buying now, here's another gift for the same thing!

"Yeah... I don't need it, what is this?

It's like you're not eating up, Estella.

If you're a girl too, light your shopping soul.

"Ahhh! Magda, my hand stopped!

"Huh!? Even though it's still the second plate!?

"Opponents have just entered the third plate."

Neither does Alvaro feel like a big meal in particular... but the load is just too heavy in a normal state Magda.

But...... with this' one out at a time '!

"Becco!"

"I'm ready! If I can help you here, it means that the nightmare of that day will be rewarded too! Come on, it's gonna be huge!

When Becco pulled the lever attached to "I'm out one at a time," he heard an unpleasant noise from inside the box that made his hair stick.

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Feathers.

That too...... of a giant bee.

And one warcraft popped out of the box.

It's a giant bee the size of a palm.

"Yashiro!? What's that?

Seeing the bees jumping out of the box, Estella makes her look cramped.

Likewise Ginette and Loretta had their faces stretched.

"That's right! Becco's been attacked before and he's about to die, it's an eng bee!

"If I let him go in here like that... Huh!?

Not to worry, Estella! There's no drain!

"Magda has me touching" Daiwa "beforehand!

This Enju bee has the habit of rushing into the bamboo (decoy) without looking at anything else.

There's no harm done to the audience first!

"Ah, the eng bees are magda!

As proof of that, the unleashed Enjubee flew in a straight line towards Magda.

"Mr. Magda, it's dangerous..."

When Ginette spoke up...

From Magda's right arm, a red, moisturizing aura is released, and the next moment, "Pern!," said Enjubee ruptured.

They didn't see it in our eyes, but they did decopin.

... Magda and I don't do junkendecopin.

"............ ku, ha, no, seems, right?

I was at best surprised by the events that played out in front of me, and Ginette's words were one word.

But noteworthy is not there!

"Ah! Magda!

At the tip of Estella's finger, an anomaly occurs in Magda, where her hands were completely stopped.

"Replace!

I flattened the skewers that were left on the plate.

"You're using the power of Red Moya to starve Magda!

"Ah! Using the beast trait 'as long as you eat' doesn't make it an anomaly!

Yes, Ricardo said it!

If this is going to be an irregularity, then WWII's Change the Stomach is also an irregularity!

"Oi, kora, Oobayashiro!

Even so, Ricardo came in from the space next door.

"This would be against the rules!?

Or while they're yelling at me, the second one, lets go.

"Oh, Cora! Don't use it by my side!

"The use of beast traits isn't against the rules, is it?

"I'm not complaining about that little girl using it for herself, except if you're going to cooperate from the outside!

I don't know, conveniently messing with the rules.

"So shall we have a Lords' meeting? So talk to me carefully for about three hours."

"Then the game will be over! So, don't let go of the third one trivially!

You're a man who cares about details...

"Okay. Watch out for next."

"There's something next! And don't let the fourth one out!

Watch Magda.

I finished eating six plates and now the seventh plate is just being carried.

There are thirty eng bees in "I'm out one at a time".

I don't think he can eat more than thirty plates watching his pace like Alvaro.

... You got it, this battle.

"Anyway! Touch that lever one more time! I'm gonna make you losers!

"Oh, my God. Already! I thought it was a good operation!

I roughed up my voice and kicked down 'I'm out one at a time' like I'm going to hit eight.

It is, at an 'exquisite' angle.

And 'I'm going out one by one', which fell to the ground, sounded like a boggle.

Elongated wooden bars dance through the universe with sound.

The lever.

"Oh, go, it's broken -"

"Temee! You fucked a wasp!?

"Hey, you think you can kick me down in anger and destroy the lever in good shape?

"You think? I just asked," It's not a lie. By the way, I can do it! It's a waza!

"Shit! What happens, this!?

"Come on? Well, the lid will stay open, or something?

"Temeye!?

Ricardo gets stuffed, so he blows a magnificent whistle and deludes himself.

The interior of "I'm leaving one by one" is divided into thirty small rooms with one eng bee in each room.

The doors in all rooms are interlocked and the doors are set to open sequentially from the top left. When one door opens, all the other doors are locked, and passing through doors leading outside that can be pushed open from the inside out, unlocks the next room, that's how it works.

It might be easy to understand when you think about it in the program.

After passing "A," passing "B," "A '" becomes active, something like that.

Well, in short, they're releasing one of the thirty eng bees stored in this.

Yes, because the Enjubees are dangerous bees that cause harm to humans, and also terribly highly reproducible, they are designated Warcraft to be exterminated in Zone 42.

So there is nothing wrong with Magda, who is exterminating the Enjubee.

If there is an aberration, I am purposefully bringing it from the mountain to a place like this and using the Warcraft for my own aspirations, I guess to this me.

"Abort! Matches like this are invalid!

Ricardo goes on to act as he imagined.

So I also make objections that I have prepared for this one.

"What, you. Is that how you're gonna decide that every time you're about to lose, there wasn't one? Coward."

"... what?

I'll say it with a full smile, as I incite Ricardo to anger in his face.

"'Cause you do, don't you? Temeko uses' Change the Stomach 'what a bizarre move, and if the other person uses an unexpected hand, I can't believe it's' against the rules'...... it's like he's saying it's against the rules if you don't reveal it in your hand first"

I suppose I'll hide the trump card.

"If I don't do what I want, I'm going to have an eclampsia and make a fuss about" None, "" It's cheating, "" I don't admit this "... you, seriously think that goes all the way through?

"Dorino's 'Change the Stomach' and what Temehe is doing will be completely different though!

"It must be deceptive. If you knew he could use a move like that, you'd have taken a lot of precautions over here, right?

I don't know how to contain the four stomachs, but I'll tell you that now.

"If you're calling this game invalid, Dorino in WWII is disqualified. Then again, the 40th arrondissement, which serves dishes that didn't really eat spicy chicken, is an anomaly, right? Well, then, let's say that the second and third offensive battles, and finally this fifth, are also invalid matches. Well, that means we're the only two winners, so that's the winner of District 42."

"Does such a messy theory make sense!?

"Then watch the game."

"Temeye......!

Ricardo reached out to grab my chest barn, exactly then.

"Wait a minute, Ze, lord!

A man's voice flew from the top of the stage.

It was Alvaro in the forty-first arrondissement who waited.

"I don't care, Ze! Let's keep this game going, Ze!

"But... Huh!

When Ricardo tried to argue with Alvaro, Alvaro smiled niggardly.

A fierce grin, like a beast who found his prey.

"Instead... let me be serious, too, Ze"

"Ha!" And when I wonder if I've put in the mood, a bright white smoke rises from all over Alvaro's body.

No, that's not smoke. Struggle...... aura.

White aura.

That looks just like Magda's "Red Moya"...

"Look, hey, zeh!

When Alvaro played his fingers vigorously, something like a bright white vacuum wave occurred.

The vacuum wave ran through the space at a tremendous rate and blew up the Engubee that was flying in for Magda with one blow.

"Ahhh! I'm hungry!

Shouting so, Alvaro flattened the skewers on the plate with a bite.

So I finally realized.

Alvaro's face was changing.

Above his head grows the ears of a tiger, who is also shaped like a tiger from the nose down.

However, what is very different from Magda is that its hairline is white…

"Alvaro, the Byacco, will stand you up in the face of a challenged battle in any situation, Ze!

Byakko... Byakko... Magda and his people, you say?

I look back and stare at Usse.

"Huh? Oh, didn't I tell you?

"I'm not listening, ahoy!

I'm gonna give Usse a tight slap later!

"Come on! You can let the eng bee go, Ze! I'm faster than Magda, I'll shoot you all down, Ze!

"... mmm. Alvaro's 'flying nails' are unparalleled... not first off in the simple orbit of the Enjubee... being sidelined before reaching Magda... trouble"

Magda and Alvaro sitting in remote seats.

Enjubee flies from 'I'm leaving one at a time' towards Magda. That, too, follows the same track by obedience.

That Alvaro can attack while in a remote seat.

Using such nasty moves as' flying nails'.

"If it wasn't for practice, I wouldn't be able to use my" The White Schwarzky Something Drifting, "but if there's a Warcraft, I could give it strength Ze!

What the hell is' White Schwa '?!? Is that Magda's pakri!?

So you're saying that Operation Enjubee, which I devised as a must win for Magda, was a way for Alvaro to become available as it were!?

"Yashiro, no..."

Estella whispers in her ear, taking care not to be heard by Ricardo by her side.

"Look at the number of plates you two have."

When I looked at the plate as I was told, there were thirteen magdas and six alvaros.

Magda's record was two plates before she used 'Red Moya'.

Alvaro was added six by defeating one Enjubee just now...

In other words, there are eighteen Eng bees left.

As it is, it will be reversed...

"All right, Ricardo! Let's call this game off and rearrange it another time!

"You idiot! As soon as Temé's at a disadvantage, you're not saying anything good!

What a selfish guy!

"Magda can't fly an aura like Alvaro... I mean"

"Magda can't take down Enjubee anymore... you mean" Red Moya "can't be used..."

There are two limits to being able to eat Magda without 'Red Moya'... how can you not win...

"Mr. Yashiro! I have an idea for Oyla, sss!

On Magda's pinch, Oumaro rushes.

"The use of the Enjubee is no longer recognized by both sides as well. I mean, this is legal, right?!?

That was meant for Ricardo, not for me.

"Hmm! It would be anything if I got here already!

"Take the word for it, sss."

Womalo giggles niggly.

Yep... is Oomaro such a character?

"You... didn't you get poisoned by something?

"Sure it's Mr. Yashillo's!? Are you unconscious?

No, no, no.

It doesn't matter to me.

Even as he manages to do something like that, Alvaro uses flying claws to repel the Enjubees and flatten only the same number of skewers as that. A plate is piled up on Alvaro's table.

"One at a time or he'll have it all on that white tiger, sss! If so..."

I understand his sincerity in the eyes of a glittering Womalo.

"... can you do it?

"Whatever!

"Right..."

Magda could be a little dangerous...

Turning his gaze, Magda nodded sharply and clearly as to whether she understood our thoughts, too.

Oh... if that's all you have to do...

"Ooh! Cooking number in the fortieth district!

Just in case, put no where you're most likely to be harmed.

"Bake some jungjang meat!

And towards Umaro, I'll give you a go sign.

"All right! Do it!

"Aye, sss!

When Oumaro knocked the bottom of the fallen 'I'm out one at a time' a few times with a knack, suddenly the box was completely destroyed. Like a set of cont shows, it collapsed as funny as a pucker, and a dozen eng bees that were trapped inside jumped out simultaneously.

Magda... you're not hurt!

Enjubee flying towards Magda at the same time.

"Ah! Damn, I can't shoot flying nails in a row, Ze!? Ze for doing it, not at all!

Alvaro flies his flying nails in great panic.

A few of them were intercepted with it, but not all of them.

Magda ensures that Magda finishes the Enjubee that scratched her flying nails and flew to Magda's place.

And eat only the same number of skewers as both exorcised Enjubees.

Dishes pile up.

It was the culinary numbers in the 40th arrondissement that screamed in the past few minutes.

"Mr. Yashiro, the Enjubees have been wiped out!

"How many plates!?

When I looked at Magda's table, there were twenty plates stacked.

And if you're from Alvaro... nineteen.

"All right!

Neither did Alvaro's onslaught catch up with Magda.

Now we win...

"Please replace me, Ze!

Alvaro asks for a replacement even though Enjubee is gone.

"If you're going to win, sweet Ze! I can still eat Ze!

"What... Huh!?

It can't be this city where The Judgement of the Spirit exists, but I wanted it to be haphazard.

But...

"It's your turn, Ze!

Alvaro flattened the plate and demanded a replacement.

Isn't that haunting!?

"Oh, you know, Mr. Yashiro... the number of plates..."

Ginette looks blue and squeaks.

The number of plates stacked on the table, both twenty...... got lined up.

Shit...... Magda is the limit now. I should be able to eat another plate...

"... replacement"

With the usual flat voice, Magda asks for a replacement.

You look cool...

"Hey, Yashiro! Magda, after you use that red guy, your stomach resets so you can eat again?

Delia asks such questions with hope... but that's not true.

When Magda uses "Red Moya," she goes into starving Berserker mode, and by becoming "full," she regains her composure.

Now that Magda can stay calm, Magda is supposed to be 'full'.

There's no way you can eat another bite.

Yet Magda wraps around a newly prepared, gravy-filled, meaty mass that seems to float to the stomach.

"Magda! Don't you dare!

I was most surprised at myself for saying those words.

But I couldn't help but tell you.

Because Magda clearly figured out she couldn't do it.

"It's your turn, Ze!

It looks like Alvaro can still go... this, he can't win. But that's good.

That's right. Except you lost!

Then I'll do that, and I'll turn my hand around so I can make a city gate for a reason.

Even if the construction is delayed, I'll definitely get it done.

So it's nothing like losing now...

"... I can't, I will"

Keep your mouth on the meat, stay down, and Magda shrugs.

None of us spoke a word, listened to Magda.

"... Magda will do anything... not to lose..."

Gabriel and bite into the meat.

I feel intent on eating it up, it also conveys seriousness.

But I don't eat faster. No matter how much you chew, the meat hasn't gone through your throat.

My body has already refused to eat.

"... Magda... wins. for District 42..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Magda's face, which raised her face in a gruesome manner, was wet and squeaky in tears.

"... for Yashiro."

Stuffed meat in his mouth, his cheeks swelling into bread.

Even if I chew, "… ugh," the nausea comes up and I can't swallow it properly.

Magda is the limit now.

Contrary to that, Alvaro piled up more plates.

We should make him abstain.

If I make you do this any more, you'll fall like Bertina did before.

Magda can't make me feel that hard.

Even Ginette would worry... me too...

"Mr. Magda!

Ginette screams.

The sad sounds echo throughout the venue.

Tears in my eyes, trying so hard to squeeze out words.

Ginette wants to stop Magda.

I know how that feels... even I, stop...

"Good luck!

... Huh?

"Yes! Magda, hey! Good luck and beat the imitator white tiger even if it is mean!

Dude......

"Magda! If you win, I'll be proud of you! I give you my heartfelt praise!

No, no, what are you talking about...

"Magda Tan! Winning here is the Magda Tansu of Oyla!

You guys... are you insane?

"Magder! They're with us!

"I'll show you the guts of the Beast Clan!

"Huh... Huh! but good luck with that. Come on!

"Cantalchica rivals, the will of the Yang Deception Pavilion, show me!

"Magda, if you win, I'll make you a sweet egg roll with our eggs!

"Mr. Magda! At the dawn of victory, let us carve a statue honoring Mr. Magda, the Awkward!

"Nice Magda! Show him the Hunting Guild District 42 Branch can't beat HQ either!

"Mr. Magda! You have dedicated your victory to this wasp! We honor you with that honor!

"Magder!"

"Magdair!"

"Magda!

"Magda, hey!

"Senpai!

"Shit!

Everyone in the venue, in the 42nd arrondissement, says to Magda, 'Gumball'.

I would have tried too hard.

"... Magda is... a loser."

Back is pushed by backup, and Magda completes the twenty-second plate.

"... replacement"

You're still gonna do it...

Magda's eyes, distorted by bitterness, did not give up winning.

"Magder!"

"Hang in there!

I can't do it.

Imposing so much effort, so much hardship, so much pain on others…

That's because I didn't trust anyone else.

Humans are weak.

I want to get away from the hard stuff right away.

In the best of occasions here, you can't expect to achieve results by forcing others to suffer.

Uncertainty and unrealistic.

Humans can't move for someone.

Whatever you line up, it's for you after all.

Humans should be creatures who can only be serious for themselves...

Believing in others... one day there will always be a time to be disappointed... and when this wasn't supposed to happen, the time will come to regret it.

Determine the other person's humanity with unsolicited assumptions and despair at will knowing parts that are not in keeping with their will.

I'm sorry for such a foolish disappointment.

To be disappointed or to be disappointed is no longer a dustpan.

Magda.

It's hard, isn't it?

Isn't that painful?

Don't do it.

And anyway, when you say you can't lose, you lose, don't you?

If they're bad, they're no match for upside down.

Sometimes psychology alone can't help it.

"Ahhh! Another plate, they made a difference!

Look at this... physical difference, experience, age, gender, race... there's nothing I can do about it.

"When this happens! Oyla hits Magda Tan and gets repelled in 'Red Moya', sss!

"Stupid, what about you!? I'm sorry about the big injury!?

"But, Mr. Estella, look at Magda Tan. Shh!

Womalo's words made me look at Magda, too.

"Look at that eye of Magda Tan, sss! Those eyes... Magda, they want to win, sss!

Magda's eyes, wet in tears, were still shimmering.

I was wondering if I would give up... I seemed to be scratching my brain to shut up my body rejecting my diet just by my will.

Even so... even though the reality is tough... think in common sense, I don't...

"... reality... common sense...?

Hehe, I wonder what you're talking about.

You're a fraud...

It would be a con man to cover up reality with lies and overshadow common sense......

I guess it's the crook who makes you forget the hard reality and make you have sweet dreams.

"Magdair!"

I was screaming when I realized.

Ahhh, this is a bad guy.

He's got a chilling heart, he hasn't been able to make a calm decision... and when I remember later, it feels like he's going to mouth something so embarrassing that he's going to die, this.

... Hmm, what did you find out?

Let's not do this!

The human brain is so easy to fool that it was built to be fooled.

Even dishes made by amateurs feel delicious if served in first-class kiosks, and the illness is cured by the fact that counterfeit medicines are just medicines given to you by doctors because of nutrients. If you think you're scared, you fantasize about ghostly things, and even faces that don't seem to keep telling you they're cool are confident.

It's before breakfast to scam such pure brains.

"If you can win... Huh!

While I'm at it, Alvaro asks for a change of plate.

The difference spread over two plates.

There is little sand left on the hourglass anymore.

Five more minutes...

I go back to my previous memories all at once.

Remember... what words should be spoken to Magda... what words will make Magda's brain stand to the top and show its bottom line... 'Remember' that.

Don't think about it.

With the new words I've just created here, it doesn't reach Magda's deep psychology.

They say, "Good luck," but you can't.

They say, "Step on it," but you can't.

It's nobody else, it's me and Magda, so there's got to be a word to tell.

So far, in the time we've spent together, there's a word Magda really wants, a word that can put her brain to the top......

And when I got there, I'm sure no one else could imitate me, I was the only one who could say that, that was the word.

If Magda can win...

"Nose or puff!

"... Huh!?

Magda's ears stand pinned.

The eyes that were wet in tears sparkled brightly and the tears dried in an instant.

And I flattened the skewers in my hand... with a bite. Only round.

"... replacement"

The sand on the hourglass falls.

Two more minutes.

"... also demands accompaniment and lullabies"

While waiting for the skewers, Magda dropped in an additional order.

Heh heh... Getting on with it is proof your brain is at its peak...

"Fine! I'll tell you the old story too!

"… contract, completed"

As the new skewer is placed in front of her, Magda snatches it and opens her mouth as wide as she can imagine from her tiny body.

Throw round bare iron skewers and load plates. Lined up!

"It's your turn, Ze!

"... replacement"

The rest, one minute.

At the same time a new skewer is placed,

Magda grabs the meat and packs it into her mouth against Alvaro, who wraps the iron skewer with both hands.

And with thirty seconds left...

"... replacement"

I pulled out Alvaro.

But Alvaro's meat is nearing completion.

Is it the same thing as this... and when they think...

"... come on!

Magda screamed.

There was always a rush, anger, and definite confidence in my face that was always faceless.

With ten seconds left, a new skewer is placed in front of Magda.

"Oh, it's your turn, Zeh!

Alvaro rushes after the rest and asks for a change... it's too late!

"Magda! I'll even put a zinette and river lettering on it!

"Huh!? Oh, um......................................................... yes! I'll follow you!

"Cut!", Magda's eyes open.

The grain of sand falls like it flows... just a short while before all the sand finishes falling...

"... replacement!

Magda demanded the next skewer.

- Cancun, cancun, cancun!

"... hmm?

Magda tilts her neck uncomfortably, not knowing what the ringing bell means.

But Magda was the only one who didn't understand what it meant.

To that evidence...

"Magda!

"It's amazing, Mr. Magda!

"Well done!

"Magda, hey! It's hard!"

We went up to the stage, killed to Magda, and from the audience there was a great cheer that shook the earth.

………… ... What's your next meat?

Magda to be Kyoton.

I'll show Magda the dish on the table, scratching its head and stroking it.

Twenty-six finished plates on the Magda table and twenty-five on the opposing Alvaro table.

"... won, of?

Magda, who is Kyoton, seems kind of cute...

"I won! That's Magda! You're the best!

"Yes! Mr. Magda is great!

I was holding up that little body.

As if doing high and high.

Ginette watching over it next door.

On Magda's face, slightly... a grin appeared.

"Wow! Magda up your torso!

"" "" Ooh!

Everyone comes together and throws Magda's body pounding.

"Wow! Whoa!" and Magda's body dances through the universe every time a mighty ringing voice rises.

In the meantime, Magda...

"... Ugh, puke..."

"Stop raising your torso! Abort immediately -!"

Dangerously, I was about to be exposed to reverse rain...... well, torso up after a full tummy or something, torture, if you think about it.

It was Magda, who looked blue and flirty, but she stretched out her spine shakily, looked up at me and said this.

"... Magda has something to say to everyone"

The people here, and the people in the audience. All of that was cheering for Magda.

I don't know what it's like to even say a word of "thank you".

So I forced Magda into the middle of the stage and stood in the audience.

I guess Magda says something, and the venue's talk slowly stops.

Shin...... and the venue was engulfed in tranquility.

In that tranquility, Magda muttered only one word really, in her usual flat, but well-passed voice.

"... be respectful"

From the venue, I heard all the applause and burst of laughter.

... this is the only word that came out after this critical and pressing battle?

This guy could be a big shot in the future.

"... Yashiro"

Magda looks back at this one in the midst of a big twirling burst of laughter.

He's been staring me in the eye and pointing at the V-sign.

"... promised, kept"

"Oh. You're the best, Magda."

Put your hands on your head and fluff your ears.

"... Mmm-hmm!

Did you break Magda's nerves, too?

That's right, the game's over.

All five games, everything.

And score three wins and two losses...

The Great Foods Games closed with the victory of District 42.