Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

In front of Mr. Cecily's pantry, he was a mess.

The members standing in front of the door are guarding the break-in inside.

One member of the team comes out of the depot and shakes his head.

I guess I just came back from asking Cecily inside to see if I could let in the visitors.

That's the winner's modest room.

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Or this... you're letting it in?

First, I have to go through this crowd...

Hmm?

"Hey......"

There was a voice from the crowd.

My gaze is pouring toward me one after the other.

Then the wave of people in front of me cracked to the left and right.

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Does this mean...... and it's ok to go through?

"Duh, thanks..."

Turn yourselves down and walk through the kosokoso as you meet.

"It's a curse..."

"There are rumors behind Ira Horn's big leap forward that there was actually a curfew."

"He defeated the quadruple monster who appeared in the square in front of the Great Sacred Ground with a curse this time..."

"Besides, I was in close contact with that" Witch of Louvel Argan "in the back during the Holy Martial Arts Festival, which, as every day, extends to acts of disgrace by calling it research -"

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Shanatris Tooelf!

"Go ahead."

The crew opened the door for me as I went to the front of the modelroom to contain my burgeoning anger.

"Uh... can I let you in, or don't you have to ask Cecily inside?

"The curse man asked me to come in when he visited, so he asked me to."

"Oh well...... then excuse me"

As I'm afraid, I go into the understatement.

Hmm.

When treated politely, that makes it weird......

The moment the door closed, of course, I was still gay, but I felt like I had a partition between the hustle and bustle outside.

"Are you here, Crohiko?"

"Oh, you're finally out?

Mr. Cecily was sitting in a bench, with Mr. Currier standing in front of him.

"Oh, uh... congrats on winning first, Mr. Cecily."

"Hehe, all of you"

"Isla's, is that enough?

I answered Mr. Currier's question.

"Yeah, I've been saying what I have to say. It's not that I didn't regret it... but when I looked ahead to the next one, Ira was renewing her resolve."

Looking at the sword Mr. Cecily used in the finals, Mr. Currier said.

"Ira was a shame, too."

"... Yep"

It was a shame.

Yes, it was never visibly inferior.

That game was my...

"I was just talking to Cecily about it."

"Huh?"

"We're talking about the finals. Actually, I noticed on the way, Ira's sword was too fixed where she was going. That, right...... is the sword to give the opponent a lethal blow if you say so. You'll need a sword like that in the end, but it's a little too heavy for a match."

Did you notice, too, Mr. Currier?

That's right, or what?

Mr. Cecily smiled a complicated smile.

"Just before I decided on the last effective hit, if Ira had hit me in the arm... I would probably have lost. After I won, I felt uncomfortable with something pinching my teeth. So just now, listen to Currier..."

"So Ira, you can say, was spared, as you put it. I think the outcome of the final was a paper difference from me"

Right......

Were you both thoroughly analyzing it?

I told her about the fact that Ira's sword had become Sagara Crohiko's Sword.

When I finished talking, Mr. Currier looked good at it.

"Hmm, if you ask me... I see it was your influence"

Mr. Cecily continues.

"It was a crohiko sword, was it..."

Again, a look that seems complicated.

"I kind of feel like that, and I envy you too...... Mmm... what is it? I should have won, but somehow I lost... this unintelligible feeling..."

"Either way, you won with all your strength. That's an unshakeable fact. So now be honest and happy."

"... if Currier says so, I will"

I thought Mr. Currier was kind of like Mr. Cecily's lady.

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Oh, speaking of which,

"If you have a wrist, are you okay?

I was worried about my wrist, which was hurting.

"In Currier's eyes, hey, he's going to need a little time to heal... Too unscrupulous, he just got a little pissed off..."

"I can tell you there's no choice but to be impotent in that final..."

As shown with respect, Mr. Cecily turns toward the aisle leading to the battlefield.

"If you don't be impotent, you were the one who couldn't win...... no regrets, no. Ira was... really, really strong"

I do think Mr. Ira regretted it.

But everyone praises Ira for her battle.

What she left in everyone's memory at this Sacred Martial Arts Festival may, in a way, be greater than what Cecily Arklite left behind.

"By the way, crohiko"

Mm-hmm?

Mr. Cecily's air turned into something absurd Nori......

This, purposeful nickel face......

This is a dangerous sign.

I put my mind in the right place.

"What is it?

With a calm bass voice full of Sochute captains, I respond strictly.

To nothing, to not move.

"If I won this holy martial arts festival, it was a promise to come stay in my mansion, wasn't it?

"... Well, was I?

The Sochute Voice of the Blade disappeared quickly, and after years of painful suffering together, the Mad Voice returned at Divine Speed.

"Me too! Yes, it was! Absolutely, it was -! Hey, that's terrible, Chrohiko! - I won because of you. - No!

With his thin hips floating, Mr. Cecily begins to drool boo-boo complaining with a bright red face.

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During this Holy Martial Arts Festival, there were also raids by the Final No-X Army and attacks by Skorbanger, and there was little time to rest my mind......

Isla's case that if she won the Holy Martial Arts Festival, she would like to talk to you about it was as much as she finally remembered earlier on the "Speaking of which" level...

"Shh, excuse me..."

"You think that's how you should keep your hips down and apologize!?

Kussh.

It was Mr. Currier who spilled a laugh at the feeling of being followed.

"Mr. Currier?

"No, I thought you were finally back to your usual way. Especially Cecily... it conveys a feeling of heartfelt happiness, most importantly."

"Oh, uh... already, Currier..."

Mr. Cecily pulls himself back and boils up even more.

"Cecily became Cecily, because she was reluctant to crohiko something until the end of the Holy Martial Arts Festival... right, Cecily?

Boosh, and steam sprays up from Mr. Cecily's head.

"And I don't know! So, Crohiko! You can keep your promise, can't you?!?

Bishy! And I can poke my finger.

"............... am I alone, is that it?

Request help from the Silver Maiden.

Mr. Currier gives it back to me nigga.

"This time, I'm resigned even if I'm invited, right?

"Huh? Why?

"Mmm, come on."

I got caught.

"Hung...... even though I'm staying at the Arklight family mansion, I guess there are Cecily's mother and the house folks, and I wouldn't have to wolf like that"

"Yes... I mean, instead of staying with you in the Sheeras bathroom, we're having a hot tub together with a piece of cloth... what more does Crohiko need to hesitate to do now?

"Oh, staying at a girl's house is the..."

Cecily smiled and pressured me to the front.

This is the pressure unleashed by the no-grade winner......

"Are you more afraid to come stay in my mansion for Krohiko than to fight the Four Wesen or the Hibigami?

"……… yes, in a way"

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"Wow, Currier! I don't know this guy's standards anymore. Yikes! Terrible!"

Mr. Cecily cried at Mr. Currier.

Currier laughs bitterly as she nades Cecily, who wobbles in her chest.

"Eh, I hope I've lifted your reluctance... that's quite a strong recoil..."

Moreover, horribly, speculation of lawlessness was flying around outside the modem room.

"Hey! When the curse man entered the room, I could hear Master Cecily crying!

"Rumors of a damsel crying curse were true!

"Ah! I also heard rumors like that in this venue from a young girl with brown blonde eyelids!

"Me too!

"Me too!

"See you, too!

So!

Um!

Oh, come on!

The witch!

Everybody!

Be desperate!

He was in the game!

This!

At the Holy Martial Arts Festival venue!

What the fuck!

On your own!

Never!

Blow it!

It's spinning. Yo!

Why is a plot to discredit me going on behind the Holy Martial Arts Festival!

You're kidding me!

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I mean, the last time I agreed, maybe he was the one who created it!

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Whether my usual feelings came back and relaxed, or something, I was getting tense as well as the recoil I'd ever had.

And...... the Archwright family mansion eventually officially later (?) We are going to stay.