Muimui-tan

- One...

[The member leaves because they are too far away from the member they are partying with]

[Mr. Sirone has left the party]

[The party has been dissolved because the party member has reached 0]

A system message appeared fearing he was repeating his morning exercises with Augus, as usual. Has this time finally come? Ha, Mr. Micah followed by Mr. Sirone with a departure. What am I, abandoned?

The case of Mr. Shirone and Mr. Micah is also tight, but there is also a collection of demonic stones where crimson eats...... Now I'm eating a demon stone that didn't crush me, but when it finally does, I need to participate in a group fight that isn't tasty at all...... hmmm.

Even so, why did you get your eyes on me? Did I do something? Did Augus have a bad life? No, but I don't think there's a problem with that feeling of Frou. Do you want to go back to the canteen?

When I went back to the barn, the sacks were there.

"Next game decided"

Ho, finally? I've been waiting for you. I thought I was going to get mucky from over-training in the early morning. It's a rough potato worm.

"It starts at 12: 00 today. Don't be late."

Is it the same day? Aren't you in a hurry? You could have told me three days later when you were fighting Augus. No, could that have been Frou's kindness?

Do you suppose to try the game after having dinner and relaxing?

I'm also potato chips today. Come on, little feather cat, let's eat together. Shabby.

"It's a sudden game, okay?

It's okay, it's okay. Shabby.

Sir, I'm counting on you.

Yes, I can afford it. Shabby.

I kind of had more dinner with one of these three puffs. Shabby.

Shabby for everyone. You eat shabby like a jerk.

- Two...

It's time, Mr. Bag takes you to the back aisle.

"Good luck this time."

Support from Mr. Shirabukuro. Ugh, I'm kind of so glad.

Through the aisle to the arena. Opponents were already waiting on stage in the arena. Hmm? The weapon you have...?

At that moment when I tried to get a good look at my opponent, the sound of a bronze ball echoed into the arena. Huh? Me, I just got on stage. I'm quite a distance from them.

I hear a lot of cheering coming from the audience.

"Here comes the potato worm, kill it"

"Warcraft, kill, defeat"

There are quite a few guests in the audience. As long as you're happy with your warm cheer for me.... not if you're making room for it.

In great cheer, the opponent sets up a 'bow'.

To or bow? A bow! Why does he have a bow? Isn't that cowardly?

An arrow is released from the target's bow. Shit, fine, that's quick.

- "Concentrate."

Avoid flying arrows to the right - at that moment, a red dot runs to the left.

- The Magic Thread.

Skip the magic thread immediately and slide your body. Arrows change orbit and fly like they follow it. Hey, arrows with homing performance? Or skills?

I immediately activate Crimson Red and let Side Arm Naraka hold it. And strike down the arrow as it is.

"Potato bug, I'm reading your behavior. Eat, Arrow Rain."

Was this opponent talking about a Special Attack? I know you don't think you can hear me, but you know this one by subtitles. Arrow Rain?

An arrow launched above falls split into countless arrows in the air. Range attack... no escape route. Let's go, crimson!

- "Hundreds of Flowers" -

He also smashes one arrow after another with an invisible, high-speed thrust. An arrow that I couldn't beat down scratches my body. A scratch of this magnitude, I don't care!

The next arrow looms right in front of me. Right in front of you. Don't make fun of my agility correction.

But the next arrow stabs me under my feet trying to get out front.

"Sounds like the taro bug is proud of its speed, but I wonder which one is faster than this arrow"

When I step forward, an arrow stabs me to prevent it. Right, and there's an arrow there, too. To the right, to the left. An arrow stabs me as I move. Are you satisfied you want to attack me or just stop, already, what is it?

Well, do you avoid arrows for sure without hurry? 'Cause the farsighted effect is making the arrow in the other person's arrow barrel visible and diminishing. You don't have to rush. If the arrows are gone, I'll win. Easy win. Easy win.

The arrow in the arrow runs out to the target in anticipation. At that moment, an arrow is thrown from the audience. Do you have any? Isn't that cowardly? No, I'll narrow my distance in the meantime. Shh!

Run. Release the arrow your opponent picks up in a panic. Soon the red line runs. Run crimson to match the red line you ran. We're done playing.

Run crimson to match the red line and pierce the arrows. It's just an easy job to get across the line.

Stuff the distance at once as it is.

"Didn't you think there was no proximity in the bow!

The opponent grips the arrow and slashes it here. I go straight inside the opponent, spin the spear, and punch the stone into his stomach.

"Kupo."

Air leaks from the opponent's mouth. Keep it up! I swing crimson like a baseball bat.

The opponent faints with the unpleasant sound of behaving properly.

All right, victory.... but what was it, Koz?