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

--The royal castle is the Princess' office.

On that day, Futa, summoned by Lilac, enjoyed tea and sweets with her sitting on the sofa face-to-face.

Speak relaxing in a calm space.

Recently - especially up to the game before you a few days ago - it was a long time since I was able to slow down.

Tea and accompanying sweets.

Today there are some cupcakes, not regular cookies, and that was the first topic.

When cookies are no longer enough, do you often say so?

There is also the state-owned business Colosseum. For her, this is more than ever the reality of the project.

"... well. I'm going to be busy, Futa. To open Colosseum in King's Landing. Are you going to try out?

"Eh?... me?

"Yeah, you."

I didn't think you were joking.

Lilac nodded, gently stroking her lips.

"- I understand your concern. It will take some time for Colosseum to complete. And this is not my order."

……

If Lilac wants it. The card was crushed and Huta was troubled.

Looking back on this match with Prim.

--It was fun. Best ever.

But Lilac set up this project for the economy.

I don't know if my participation will make the economy work - Futa doesn't know.

"Whether you want to do it. Are you willing to jump into the world of fencing again? I want to hear that."

"... may I ask you a question first?"

"Yeah."

"In Colosseum, the desire to restore the culture of King's Landing is the heart of Lilac, right?

"Yes, there is no lie there."

Lilac nods.

And I went on.

"I don't think that the game in front of me is the traditional culture of the kingdom."

Eh?

If it is the culture of the Kingdom, I want to convey it to the people of France.

She should have said so herself.

Now I understand Futa too.

That's where the bluff is, and I wonder if it's really here.

"Culture? Tradition? Such things don't get stupid either. It doesn't matter. All I need is heat. I will not pretend not to look at the fruit that slowly decays."

I'm sure it's the same as picking up the corona.

Destroy this country.

I'm sure that's the idea that leads to that word.

"But Futa. There will be no damage to me from your participation. That's all I have to say... you won't mind, will you?

Lilac-sama has no damage, right?

"Yeah."

Eye-catching fouta.

I know who I am best.

As an "unemployed" gladiator, he has lived a bitter life without being able to boil the audience.

Inability to become a champion, but only an unpopular representative.

No wonder Lilac won't make Fouta grow eight hundred.

If so, is that because I will definitely let Futa win?

Though I can go around thinking, I'm never in love with being superior in mind.

After giving up what was completely incomprehensible, Huta lowered her head to Lilac.

"... I'm sorry. I can't answer that."

Lilac returns the answer without expressing any particular emotions.

"What do you mean?

There must be a reason. Her question, which was so decided, was fulfilled.

"I don't know if I want to fight a sword. I enjoyed the fight with Prim, and I thought I had a good deal with Lilac... myself. That's why some of you think it's good."

"Go on."

"Even if you are" unemployed ", you will not lose your job. That was my purpose. But apart from my strength, I couldn't beat Prim or anyone else. Even now, we haven't found a solution. Again, I think I want a chance on the fencing stage. But there's no specific way. I don't want to interrupt Lilac's big dream in such a half-life."

"... is that so?"

I see, she stroked her lips and wiped the dress gloves lightly.

There seems to be a little fat left in the cake.

"--Do you remember what I expected of you?"

"Man is not a slave to his profession."

Lilac lowered her eyebrows to Huta, who answered immediately.

She smiles in trouble and says.

"It's been months. I don't know if it's a good idea or a good idea when words come out right away."

"I'm sorry, I'd like to meet your expectations. But I'm not sure I can respond, but I don't think I just want to ride what you want to do."

Good.

She nodded and looked straight at Futa.

"It's enough to hear your willingness to live up to expectations. You're never going to turn your back on the sword."

"Yes. - Oh, I see. I'm sorry I didn't notice."

Yes?

With all due respect, Futa scratches her cheeks.

You're making another unwanted mistake, aren't you? With suspicion, Lilac tilted the tea.

You were worried about me.

Gobofu

"Master Lilac!?

"--Learn, I!

Lilac wipes your cheeks and tears.

Huta slightly jumped over the table and rubbed Lilac's back, wiping her hand with a handkerchief.

"It's an exaggeration to worry about. I'm just trying to use you again."

"I'm sorry."

"... what should I do to make an 'unemployed' champion truly a champion? I've been thinking a little bit, and I've got one thing in mind."

"Really!?

"I tried it once, but it wasn't so bad - I'm thinking of going that way. As long as it's a fouta."

"Let me do it!

Lifting up and lowering your head.

I don't know why I tried it, but it was a problem for Futa.

"I was once a pathetic person whose heart broke in the middle of the road. After I was banished, I didn't know what to do. But my desire to show that I can do it even if I'm unemployed hasn't changed."

It was just a change of priorities in Huta.

Just because Lilac and Corona and their two benefactors were at the top of their lives doesn't mean their hearts and desires are gone.

Even that wish didn't bother the two of you.

If Lilac asked for it, there was no reason to refuse.

"Yes, there is one person I would like to introduce you to."

"Does that person help you?

"That's what happens. I will tailor you to fight the gladiator equally in all respects - with a genius in management."

"Such a person also had a helper....! But is that okay?

"What is it?

"Such a brilliant man is very busy."

"Oh, I'm free now, so it's okay. I had to turn around."

"I see...."

In Futa's head was an old man of intellect.

"The boulder is Lilac."

"However, there are conditions. Fouta"

"I can't believe it's a condition. I'll do as much as I want. Let me do it."

"Hmm. Please correct that feeling before the conditions.... I forbid you to make up any dialogues other than mine. Know that what you want is the easiest food."

"I wouldn't talk to anyone but Lilac without telling me."

"... is that so?"

"I've given you all my life."

"... I see."

She nodded slightly away from her neighbor Futa.

Somehow I stopped wanting to look at my face. Suddenly.

Thinking about emotional control, I don't want to recall it very often.

I'll take care of it.

"Well... that's a condition. Be friendly with the person and follow the other person's plan."

"Of course. The opponent must be a genius in management enough to push the thrill of Lilac. I will obey."

"And we set conditions for them. so that you are not treated unfairly."

"... that's right. I feel like I can do anything indiscretionary, but just for now. If Lilac introduces me, I'm sure I can count on you."

Lilac quickly distracted herself from her nodding feet.

Do you really want to stop?

"Eh!? Let me do it!?

"Is it enough work to put on the trust and balance that I get from you?"

"Wait, why are you trying to clean this up!? You don't always do that!

You don't have to trust me much.

"Why are you suddenly so weak!?

"I don't know!!

I don't know what I don't know.

After all, I shook my head thinking that if I lost my trust in Futa.

"... Futa. I am alert to the risks."

"Ha, ha. Risk....."

"Yes, she is not a goddess like me. I must think and act in case my thoughts fail. You know that."

"Yes, it is. Lilac always says it's important to be prepared."

"Exactly. It can be enough that my plan will collapse due to the other person's unexpected behavior. Because I'm human."

I see.

The opponent is also human. That's why there are parts that you can't read.

I see. Huta was convinced. No matter how well Lilac is prepared, there are still parts that are influenced by the other person's human emotions.

"So I've been thinking about the risks, and I've been thinking about bringing you and that person together."

"Well, depending on the other person's behavior, Lilac can't read it."

"Yes, depending on what they do."

"I see. I want to do my best with Lilac so he won't be ashamed of me."

"Yes, please."

Even if he failed, Lilac nodded with a smile.

"So, what are the conditions?

"Oh, if you feel a little uncomfortable, I'll take care of it. If that happens, please don't hesitate to tell me."

"Are you uncomfortable? I'm not that uncomfortable with the other person, but... okay. Then report to Master Lilac."

"Yes, it's important to know how you feel, but more importantly, to show that you hold the card."

And after all, Lilac and Fouta, who were lying on the sofa and talking until the end.

There was a slight knock, and Lilac answered.

Hey, hey! We've brought you your stuff!

Corona pulled a wagon to the front of a dynamically open door.

Lilac nodded lightly, putting down the lilac to be removed.

Then she leaves the wagon there or not.

We look forward to seeing you again

"Eh, are you leaving already!?

"I want to be a woman I always feel sorry for... boy..."

"Who is it....."

Peloh

Turn your back and say, "I'm back."

The only ones left are the wagons and the two of them.

"I told Corona not to be suspicious."

"Well, I see. And what the hell is this?"

There's nothing on the wagon that serves the meal.

No, it's not. Originally there was something in the storage space below, like a pot.

"... ahh, I'm done. Why am I doing this?"

Eh?

He is not rude enough to say that the pot came out of the place where the pot was put. To my mind's content, I wanted to believe that I would be forgiven.

"Fouta, let me introduce you. Let me do your management-"

"... Bear! It's as gloomy as ever."

The red-haired girl who took off her hood smiled at her nose as if she had made a fool of her when she saw the lid.

Dear Lilac,

"Yes, I'll count to one uncomfortable."

"Holy shit!!!!!"

Beatrice M. Olba showed up.