Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

Mr. Ira won.

"He also came up with an unscrupulous plan... but maybe that was the only way Ira could counter the Percantal."

Mr Currier is impressed.

"Sorry, I... I think I might cry a little... eh"

That's what I said in a clogged mood, Senior Ray, covering his mouth with his hands.

I guess I was impressed with Mr. Ira's struggle.

She's especially close to Mr. Ira, so maybe she's also touched.

"Ugh... I can't believe that Ira beats the student chairman... I can't believe it..."

I have tears in my eyes.

"Phew... I don't think I'd be so happy to win..."

Senior Ray really cares about Mr. Ira......

"But is Ira okay? Even though the power is suppressed, it's a blasting ceremony, isn't it? And at such close range..."

Mr. Currier looks over the battlefield worried.

Mr. Ira and Chairman Doristos on the battlefield were just about to head back to each other's understatement.

Looks like you can walk, and I don't feel like you're hurting me hard anywhere...

I got up.

"Me, I'm gonna go for a second"

Mr. Currier nods.

He seemed to understand without telling me where he was going.

Out of the audience hallway to the modem.

The other way, of course, is Mr. Ira's modest room.

"Anyway, good job, Mr. Ira"

Again with the words of the Nerd, I wrap a bandage around Mr. Ira's arm.

Apply ointment-like burn medicine to the burn area.

"Thanks - oh, don't..."

"Oh, excuse me. Were you strong?

"Yeah, I'm fine... eheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh..."

Mr. Ira seemed kind of happy.

So far, no other contestants have appeared in the room but Mr. Ira.

And there's a Knights of the Sacred Trees standing in front of the armoury like a guardman, but they recognize me as in the same position during this Sacred Martial Festival.

As soon as I talked to him about my business, he let me through.

I felt a facial pass.

"You beat that chairman Doristos, didn't you? And I know you'll be happy."

"Huh? Ugh, yeah... some of that... Crohiko came to me, and Atashi was the... happy"

"I was glad Mr. Ira won, too. But it was an amazing game... hey, it was worrying me enough"

Finish wrapping the bandage around your arm.

Next I prepared a white thin cloth like band-aid.

They call it a healing cloth.

Thanks to a special liquid with a natural and peelable adhesion, it can be used in a similar way to the bond cream.

On Ira's cheek, I carefully affixed that thin healing cloth.

"All right... now it feels almost like the wound has been treated."

"Thanks, Crohiko"

"No, he's this cheap. Most importantly, I'm like Mr. Ira's partner during this Sacred Martial Arts Festival. So this is a natural duty."

Ira touches the healing cloth on her cheeks with her hands and looks emotional.

"What's wrong, Mr. Ira?

"I still can't believe I beat that student chairman... haha... weird right? I should have been so determined to win..."

Sometimes when some ability improves rapidly, I feel a strong gap with my previous self.

I have experience with this, too.

"I think that emotion, similar to confusion, is probably something natural. I used to have this incredible feeling that I was able to defeat that cyclops."

"Speaking of which... Krohiko helped me, didn't he?"

I laugh bitterly.

"As it turns out,

"Were you cool with Crohiko back then?

"Ha ha... I just was desperate anyway, I remember"

Ira looked at the patched hand of the healing cloth.

Somewhere, with a look at the distance.

"It kind of sounds like that day was a long time ago... it hasn't been a year... something strange..."

"There's been a lot going on."

There's really been a lot of things since I came to this world.

Good or bad.

"Hey, Crohiko"

"Yes."

"I don't know if it's an unfamiliar wish... but Atashi now has one very big goal. Will you listen to me?

Keep on your knees, yeah, and nod.

Ira grabbed the open palm.

"Atashi, I want to be like Crohiko"

"Like me?

I smile like I fix the lightness, and I put my head on it, Mr. Ira.

"Haha... but of course I know it's a reckless goal, right?

Mr. Ira looks at the long sword for the match he is standing on.

"I just wish I could train with Krohiko... and be like that... I just started to think so..."

Then when I put my hands together on my knees, she had a strong thoughtful smile.

"I admire it, I think what. So Crohiko is an admirer of Atashi...... but right? But... for Atashi, maybe more -"

That's when the door to the modem opened.

Mr. Ira cut the words along the way, keeping an eye on the person who came into the room.

"Oh, Cecily."

It was Mr. Cecily.

There's also Mr. Currier behind it.

Mr. Cecily floated a gentle smile at the bitterness that I felt I had done.

"Yeah more... Could I have interrupted...?

"Huh? Well, that's not true!

Mr. Ira stands up feeling sorry for him.

"Atashi is the one who's been sitting here long after the game. Sorry?

"No, never mind. Besides, it's not weird that those still in the game are waiting in the standby room, is it? More than that... the earlier game was really brilliant"

"Oh, thanks...... I'd love for Cecily to say that!

"Watching that game made me think I couldn't lose, either. Heh heh... if you show such strong readiness... but I don't like it, you'll be tempered."

Mr. Cecily offers his hand.

"I'll see you in the final."

Although he had a slight temper, Mr. Ira also gripped back vigorously.

"Ugh."

Cloudless reply.

I may have had burn pain in my hand, but it looked like a wind I didn't care about.

Perhaps I was more than happy to shake hands with this Mr. Cecily than the pain I felt.

Mr Currier said.

"But that wind discipline chairman's probably not a glimmer, either, is he? Well, I'm sure you know enough."

"Indeed, Polar Sky is a powerful inherent technique. But depending on how you fight, it's possible to win - that's what Ira showed me."

Mr. Cecily holds a double sword for the game.

"If you don't give up, the road should be clear"

I had one thing figured out from my current words.

I haven't been able to draw a complete winning equation yet.

But enough temper.

And it's calmer air than Mr. Ira before the semifinals.

It's graceful and has no place to be.

I don't even feel fine dust, such as feelings.

…………

Even so, it still feels like Mr. Cecily for external use.

When you're alone with me and when you're with some people like this.

Both are "Cecily Arklite"... somehow, it feels like the weight of what I'm carrying is different.

The weight of the shoulder load, but should I say?

"I'll do my best to show Krohiko a good game."

So I asked thoughtfully.

"Are Polar Sky measures in place?

"I've been thinking about how to fight this game. I don't know if it's enough… Either way, I only do what I can."

I said as I felt lost.

"Um, Mr. Cecily... actually, it's me, from that Polar Sky -"

"Shh."

Mr. Cecily fronted and attached those white fingers to his lips.

"It's okay. We have thought of our own methods of warfare in us. Above all, you should only think about this tournament, Ira winning."

"It's..."

"Cecily's right. You should focus on winning Ira this holy martial arts festival."

Mr. Currier said, Mr. Ira continued.

"Oh, Atashi... I want Cecily to win, too!

Loosen your eyes, Mr. Cecily.

"Thank you, Ira...... but I want to fight you on an equal footing. So... when I get advice from Krohiko here, I feel like I'm breaking that reciprocity."

"Oh well... sorry. Atashi, I don't know anything..."

"Hehe, it's not about you apologizing"

On Cecily's shoulder, smiling gently, Mr. Currier placed his hand forcefully.

"What, Cecily has me on it. Hum... well, I know how Crohiko feels."

Earlier, I accidentally tried to convey the speculation I had gained by analyzing Polar Sky myself.

…………

I wonder what it is.

I felt like Mr. Cecily was imposing somewhere, and, uh, I thought maybe we should take her side here.

Because of that, I put information in my mouth that would support Mr. Cecily in this semifinals.

It's just... from Cecily right now, I also felt like my feelings of impossibility were just disappearing.

"Hehe... really, you are sweet... even at times like this, think of me..."

Mr. Cecily put a cobble on his chest and happily lay down his eyelashes.

"I'm glad your feeling touched me before the game. What do you say… I feel like I could replenish the nourishment of my mind"

Taking a deep breath to reunite her spirit, Ms. Cecily strained her chest and turned her body to the playing field.

"Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh you can't play an unusual game Well..."

The look already belongs to Rinji Swordsman.

"Do you want to go"