Magic? Muscle Is Much More Important Than Such A Thing!

"Yuri, to Momo... what do you mean?

I'll ask you back if you didn't understand what I told you.

I'm not going to say anything that difficult.

"So it means I'm going to play the devil."

……

"I'll play the demon part and you'll be the rider. We both get permission for this, right?" I hear permission will be given to the winner and the monster on which he rode. "

This is the blind spot, the hole in the rules.

Heh heh, if it were me, I wouldn't make finding this level of rule dust.

Anyway, I'm an intelligent muscle.

"You don't have a clap that doesn't fade every day. Thanks to you, every day is filled with fresh surprises."

"I see, you think I envy this imagination?

"No, that's never the way it is. Never."

"Phew... Jealousy is somewhat ugly."

"Are you listening?

Phyllia with her neck clenched.

Of course I'm listening, that's what I said after I heard it.

"Fair enough. Anyway, that's the idea. What do you think?"

"No, no, no, no matter how much. That's...... First of all, isn't it impossible by the rules? A rider is a human being, and running is a demon is the rule, isn't it, King?

"Ok because it sounds interesting!

"King!?

"That's the king! He's the one who can talk!

The king looks at me with a wrinkled, engraved face with a laugh.

"You're too old to be short. I'm only looking forward to seeing the stupid ones. Humans took part in the demon race. Oh, it's so stupid. I love you!

Oh, apparently my muscles fascinated me.

I know how you feel, my king. I feel proud to stretch my chest muscles.

"Do what you want! But you don't know if he's dead, do you?

When we got older, we raised a single eyebrow that turned completely white together, the king says.

I answered with a smile.

"Die? Impossible. All I see is one letter of victory!

"Two letters, Mr. Yuri."

"…… only two letters of victory!

"Ah-ha-ha, you're so stupid! You're gonna kill Noon with a laugh!

The king is pounding the ground with tears in his eyes, saying heehee.

Jizzy, you old fool. Instead of being short, you're still not well! Chip, live long!

And the next day.

Me and Phyllia were walking through the city in a pleasant sunlight.

"There were some amazing races like demons running through the city."

"Sounds fun, glad you could join us"

On that day, riders on demons, including Momo, ran through the streets. Don't get goosebumps just imagining it!

Thinking so, he leaves the city and comes to the plains.

It seems to be the only plain in in this country.

Especially in a scenic spot with no shields, perfect for practice.

It is, of course, an exercise for the impending Mormo race the day after it comes.

It was me who was supposed to act as a demon in the Mormo race, but one condition was imposed on me as I competed.

That's Zubari, "Running on all fours." This is naturally a good condition because it is a competition for the speed of demons, and all other demons in the race are walking on four legs.

Plus, you can't afford to walk on two legs. Just the right hand.

If it weren't for this opportunity, I wouldn't be practicing running fast on all fours.

I got a good opportunity in a way. Thank you, Mormo Race.

"I've seen a demon called Momo, but it was so big. I'm talking about weighing hundreds of kilograms and speeding up to over a hundred kilograms an hour. It's more of a mass mass than a demon. Looks like some people get injured every year..."

"Oh, you look forward to it!

"I envy that nerve that I can look forward to………."

Not yet while I envy you.

If you really want it, don't be jealous, win!

And while I think so, Phyllia's story goes on.

"But surprisingly, the level of the tournament seems high. I heard the other participants were getting ready. I'm sure you won't be able to win."

"I know. That's why you practice."

"That's right. Yes, you are."

I'm only telling the truth.

You can call me an honest man.... No, then Muscle Man would be better.

"… yes. Come on, how about an honest muscle man combined?

"Whatever it is, I don't think we should just merge it cheaply."

Damn, you're absolutely right......

After reading my mind flat, I didn't know you would give it back to me as an honest muscle man...!

"……… I lost."

Admit it. It's a complete defeat.

I lost to Phyllia today.

And the loser doesn't deserve to name an honest muscle man.

"Congratulations Phyllia. Starting today, you're the new righteous muscle man - no, the righteous muscle woman!

"!? Why!?

"Because it's a winning shift."

"meritocracy is being introduced where it doesn't have to be......!

The sound of Phyllia vocalizing those words doesn't sound very pleasing.

He's not being honest at all.

"So-so Phyllia. Even if you say that in your mouth, you can see how it really feels at first sight... Is that it? Your face doesn't look very happy either."

"Yuri is about the only one who would be happy with that title. No, for real."

There wouldn't be two such honorable names. What a waste.

Sadly, the history of the righteous muscle man was thus to be crushed for one generation only.

"It's more practice than that, practice."

Also true argument.

I think I have the qualities of an honest muscle woman after all.

If I insist, the lack of all the muscle elements is a very big problem.

I can't help but care about what's gone by forever.

I decide to change my mind and encourage practice.

Speaking of which, it's probably the first time you've been rushed to practice by Phyllia.

I used to be a pain in the ass, but I grew up fine. I'm happy for you, Phyllia.

Answer Phyllia's motivation and I'll be serious, too.

Mormo Race is a tournament in which riders run around the city on demons and compete for rank when they circle.

I mean, Phyllia will have you on top of me.

Release the muscles and kneel on the plain.

Short-length grass stings my legs, but this much is fine.

"Come on, get in."

"Well, excuse me, sir."

"Phew," he exhales a little, as Phyllia crosses over me.

You're as light as ever, I think you should build more muscle.

Phyllia tapped my body lightly several times to make sure I was comfortable riding with the stopped condition.

"How are you riding? Aren't you going to fall?

"…… better than I thought. A little surprised."

I can hear Phyllia like I was impressed from above.

Huh, right, right! Comfortable ride!

I knew when I was complimented on my body, I wouldn't get energized.

"I guess so, because I worked out. Even the size of their backs won't beat the Momos."

"It's like Yuri competing with a demon."

"I don't want to lose to anyone.... it's gonna work?

"Ah, Yes."

Move slowly, being careful not to let the filia fall.

"Oh………. Something seems odd when it moves. My body feels rubbed and tickled."

"Is it okay if I still speed up?

"Yes, I think I can still do it"

While taking confirmation, gradually increase the speed.

I was a little surprised at the beginning, Phyllia, but after a few minutes of the stuff, she seemed completely used to it, making me ride freely.

"That's a surprisingly balanced feeling, you. The core hasn't shaken."

"Oh, really? I grew up in the woods once, and you were trained before you knew it?

"I think I can really run with this."

Saying so, I raise my last gear.

Mr. Superyuri is in mode.

If Phyllia can make it this far, the rest is up to me as a demon.

You have to practice hard.

"Nhhhhhh!?

Phyllia raised her voice like that to me when she suddenly got so fast.

He knocks the upper body he kept right in front of me and sticks to my back with every body.

The choice itself is not bad, but instead the lower body was losing its strength.

This leaves the rider without stability.

"Oh, I'm falling...!

"Pinch me with your thighs! Flank!"

"With my thighs, I'm such a... hey, pervert!

What are you thinking?

This one's seriously practicing, don't think weird.

"You have to win, or it's gonna take you a month to get home, okay? Is that okay with you?

"Ugh... embarrassing......! Ya, I'll do it, you just have to do it!?

Saying so, Muggu and Firia's legs sandwiched my flank.

All right, now you're a little steady.

"Then Curve, let's go. Come on, Phyllia!"

"But I can't do it anymore...!

"We can protest. We're fine!

"Sparta is terrible............!

Filia sticks to my back firmly, even with a pitiful voice.

Phyllia can do it if she's surprised, can't she?

And then in the evening.

We just practiced together all day, and we got results.

All you have to do is show that in tomorrow's production.

"You did a good job. You never fell in the end. That's amazing."

"Phew, my thighs are going to cramp..."

I'll lend you a shoulder to Phyllia, who shakes her legs gently.

"I have a muscle ache tomorrow. Yes, but will it be okay..."

"If that happens, I'll massage you in the morning. It's a massage that will cure muscle aches."

"Oh, is that so? I wish you'd done it before, messing with me!

"However, the next day comes a muscle ache that doubled in pain. Did you ever want me to do it again?

"I felt Yuri's tenderness stained in me. Thank you very much."

"Hi there."

We exchanged words of gratitude with each other, and we left the plains behind.