Tatoeba Ore ga, Champion kara Oujo no Himo ni Job Change Shita to Shite.

--Royal Castle Courtyard Square.

A retreat for the nobles, where beautiful tree leakage days plunge in.

Especially for the aristocracy centered on Richter, this place was home to their tea party by example.

While the waiters were busy serving, there was a girl looking around the tea party itself.

A poor girl with glossy black hair tied in two.

If you only look at that look, you will join the nobles and invite them into the centre of the tea party.

However, that cross of carelessness never moves a man into reckless behavior.

Although I leaned against it like a wand and watched the tea party in trouble. She served much more as their escort.

As she narrows her eyes, she murmurs without looking back.

"Nh... Futa-kun?"

"It's true that Mr. Richter hired you."

It was the very purpose for which she came to this country that lined up behind her. Former Colosseum Champion Fouta.

"I was wondering how you'd like to stay. Richter hired me, so it was quite convenient."

I see.

"... you look fine, right?

Hmm?

Prim raised his eyebrows as he looked up at Huta with a view of the open ocean.

As I leaned against the wall, I asked.

"Isn't it like we're going to make out with Richter, who was told to do that by Borrocus?

"Ah... that's right. I wonder why."

At the wild birds' drinking area in the corner of the square, the birds were having fun bathing in the water.

Looking at the maiden, Futa murmured.

"It's not like I'm used to being said bollocks. It's not like getting used to it and not getting hurt. I was used to it when I was in Colosseum, but it was tough."

But...

"I'm not alone. Not everyone is my enemy. I don't know what anybody's gonna say to me since I found out."

"- Yes."

Prim's facial expression, which returned simple words, was more gentle than he thought.

"I've decided to stay here for a while. You are, aren't you?

"I guess I'll just be a while. I wonder how it feels to bury a bone."

"Wow, that's so smooth... Well, that's convenient. I won't have to chase you around with my spear in one hand."

……

"Don't look so subtle...."

"What other face can you make...."

Wherever he goes, Prim seems to be chasing his spear in one hand.

What should I do with such a declaration?

Prim went on to confuse Futa.

"--Can I ask you one favor?"

"If there's anything I can do."

"I don't know. I don't know."

"... then, just listen to me."

"- Yes."

She stopped leaning against the lion and confronted Futa.

"What I said then. I didn't know how broken your heart was, so I said it myself. Only one of them, I want you to promise me." For us. "

"Prim, are we?

"- Yes."

Each thought comes to the strongest champion. So I don't know. Don't turn your back on their challenge. "

"... all but one of the major classes that had the right to challenge the champion, including me, [Eight Flashes], left Colosseum."

"Seven!?

"That's right. Now, Colosseum's entertainment revenues are taking a fatal blow."

Eye-catching fouta.

There were five classes in Colosseum.

[Eight Flashes] is considered the supreme league and the most visible league in which eight gladiators compete for the right to challenge the champion.

Among them, the [Eight Flashes of Heaven], when Huta was there, was considered the best league of all time, filling the championship deficit and making up for it, and the eight of them were without exception very popular players.

All but one of them quit.

"To beat you."

"... is that so?"

But that means Prim knows about it.

"When I last heard about Colosseum, he was the only one left."

"He... I mean..."

"Yes, I didn't ask why, but he didn't quit Colosseum. I've heard rumors of the wind."

Prim murmured as he gazed at the birds' watering grounds.

All but one of the birds were winging at the water rink, and only one of the remaining birds was playing.

It's beautiful enough to take away the eyes of Futa, the eyes of Prim - and the eyes of the aristocrats who attend the tea party.

"No matter how weak they are, they are playing a fierce fight and supporting their entertainment income by themselves." Eternal second, "said the" de facto champion, "who now reigns in Colosseum as the" greatest champion of all time. "

"... is that so?"

"- Yes."

Huta closes her eyes.

I think back to the man who was always trying to beat Huta with all his might and only one of the people in Colosseum had given up.

Next time, I will definitely win!!!

At that time, there was no room in Futa's heart.

That's why I didn't even look at him from the front.

I even thought I was tired of hearing it.

And then...

─ What are you talking about?

I opened my eyes thinking of his sorrow when I gave him the first white star.

"That's why. Huta, if you're being saved right now, please."

Prim looked up at Huta again.

"Save us."

"I pray to you, who can only live in the struggle, but who was our biggest wall on the horizon. Please don't run away."

"We may have been a street stone of no value to you."

"We've been swinging our blades just to get past you."

The words permeated Futa's heart.

That's why Futa nods.

Just like Prim showed up in front of Fouta.

"Okay."

"- Yes."

"Take it and stand."

"- Yes."

Nod. Smile.

"It's good to hear that word.... I'll try again when I'm ready to defeat you."

"... aren't you going to make out like you used to?

"I'll stop."

said Prim, shrugging his hand.

"Back then, I couldn't challenge you if I didn't. I don't want to make a deal. It's a struggle. Let's risk something again and die mad."

"... I see."

"Richter, I'll let you and the princess take some kind of advantage."

"Don't be scary...."

Prim blurred to see if anything interesting would happen.

A more noisy girl than I thought, Huta pulled a corner of her mouth.

But I think so.

I didn't know anything about using the cross and her personality other than the trajectory of her training.

That's the same thing with the other [Eight Flashes in Heaven].

I really didn't know anything about it.

That's why.

"--Prim"

"What is it?

"... I'm looking forward to fighting again."

Saying so, Prim looked at him with surprise.

Fu, I exhaled a hot breath.

"Stop it. You're going to want to slash it now."

--Until then, for a gladiator named Prim Lancaster.

The fact that "yearning" looked straight at us was an irresistible happiness.