Muimui-tan

- One...

A big cheer winding up from the audience.

"Potato bugs, I've been watching the noon game."

"Killing each other"

"I hear that's a Tartar-type Warcraft runner."

"Uh, no?

- The Magic Thread.

I fly magic threads and respond to cheers. That's just what I call the most exciting time. All the audience seats are filled.

"I just helped a potato worm, without, with such a troublesome job"

Danan is still whining about bumps. I've already, I've helped, I've helped, I think it's loud. You're grateful, aren't you? I mean, he said he helped, but is it true? I was passed out. It's in the cage when I realize it, and I think it's normal to suspect that you really helped me. For once, trust me, I'll just thank you.

And the sound of bronze rings in the arena.

I run out with crimson in my hand and Great Sword in my sidearm Naraka. Let's eat a powerful blow first!

Blush A sharp gaze shimmers as if staring at me from under my hair. Mm, dangerous scent.

"Mr. Potato Bug. Will you die thinking for me? I hate trouble."

No, no, that reasoning is crazy.

"I want you to listen. A weak-minded lady who's only a nobleman has asked me to do this stupid thing."

Yeah? Why are you giving me information?

"I don't think you can do anything against nobility, either, but be honest with me."

What? What? Is this country a dying country if nobles tell you to die?

"You know what I'm talking about. Think you're a smart warcraft."

Yeah, you don't fit the values with me. Well, I sympathize that the nobleman asked me to join the Ear Arena. That doesn't make it a reason for me to be killed for nothing. That's why!

I was stopping. Move your legs and go under Danan. Strike first!

- Gail Thrust.

A gust of wind breaking through the space is activated from the Great Sword held by the side arm Naraka.

"Ha, you don't even know what they're capable of... The results are the same anyway, so I wish you'd died without resisting for nothing."

A sharp poke approaches Danan.

"I knew the Warcraft was retarded."

What did you say? You're the one who did Augus! You got more and more reason to bust it.

"Die."

It's Danan's. My sleeve moves. I don't care what you do. "Gail Thrust" is a cliché. Fate is a blow from the crimson in this hand!

Huh!

Countless red and thin lines run in sight.

The moment I realized it, the Great Sword I was letting the sidearm Naraka hold was falling apart. What? Huh? Shit, this is bad. Stop the crimson you were about to attack.

- The Magic Thread.

I jump the magic thread backwards and keep jumping backwards. Shit, shit. What are you talking about? I felt it would have ended if I had used my skills like that to attack with crimson red.

I see the Great Sword falling apart. The Great Sword was nicely cut from the roots. The cutting surface of the fragments scattered in the distance is also a beautiful thing. What did you do? Didn't you see that?

"I wish it would have been easier if it had ended with me"

Danan slowly walks over here.

Every time Danan approaches, countless red and thin lines run into his sight. Hey, what's this? It's as if it's the same junction that protects him.

I take advantage of the speed and retreat from entering the red line junction. Ugh... but here we go, we don't have the means to attack. If you attack badly with crimson, and crimson falls apart, you can't stand up for the rest of your life... uh, I want a bow or an arrow. I want to scrape chimatima from afar. Should I have killed him and taken him away during the fight against the bowman? No, no, I don't kill for nothing, I don't. Because it's a pinch. Thoughts are moving in a noisy direction.

- The Magic Thread.

I'll hang my eyes and fly the magic thread. The magic thread is cut off from the span, span and flying tip. Hmm? That doesn't feel like touching the juncture and melting. Could there be some invisible blade moving at high speed?

I throw Danang the patterned part of the Great Sword that I let the sidearm Naraka hold for confirmation. Danan moves his body like a hundred million bucks, dodging the pattern of a flying sword.... You dodged it now, didn't you?

Kyou's grandmother said Augus' arm was nicely rounded with some sharp blade. My Great Sword in pieces...... could it be? No, but if my expectations were different... I'd be the one cutting the wheel. Besides, I don't even know if I can...

No, this is where you decide to be ready. If we don't move forward, we can't cut the road!

And Augus' revenge (well, Augus will do it himself, he's going to say he doesn't need to take care of it), and I have my own revenge for the status quo!

Come on, man!

I run out to Danang.

"Did you finally feel like dying?

No, I'm just ready to take you down!

- "Concentrate."

Countless thin, red lines run in sight. Which is the first red line you ran? Follow the red line where the increased concentration runs. I stretch my sidearm Naraka to grab the first red line I ran.

Grab it!

Side arm Naraka grabs something. All right, as expected, the sidearm Naraka wouldn't have cut it off.

Seeing, the sidearm Naraka was grabbing something like a thin thread. No way. Steel thread?

"Nah!"

Danan shouts his surprise. Well, from what you can tell, the steel thread in front will look like it's stopped in the air.

And eat it!

- "Spiral charge" -

Crimson red draws red and purple spirals and approaches Danang. Keep piercing!

Danan blows up by my poking...... yeah? Blow it up?

Danan, who was thought to have blown up, lands fluffy. Could it have flown itself?

Jesus Christ, it's a dangerous potato worm.

Danan still seems to be able to afford it. I'm the steel thread that the sidearm Naraka keeps gripping? See. Yeah, you got steel thread. - Right. Let's practice later. And this time, Side Arm Naraka was attacked by his opponent, right? I wonder if I can do anything else. All right, that's practice, too. We'll have Augus hang out with us when he gets back. And I need to finish this game first!

I run under Danan. Eat it!

- "Hundreds of Flowers" -

Faster poking than you can even see the tip rolling out of crimson.

It's Danan's so that he can take it. Iron claws grow from my sleeve. And an iron claw plays my fast poke. Oh, my God.

"Ha, that's a sweet potato worm."

No, I'm scared of you. I was totally going to decide on that one.

Still, from now on?