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

--It was a clear day.

The soil to be stepped on is soft and stretchy, and each grain is so large that it does not soar up to the wind.

Looking around, the walls surround you.

Made to the extent that even if the object is played, it will not jump into the guest seat, it is a mysterious substitute that separates the audience from the struggle, while only the mystery and the fever of the sword make the way.

Beyond that, it spreads incrementally higher, and the guest seats will certainly be built.

A new sightseeing spot in the King's City that is not yet completed and is not open to the public.

Fouta stepped into the field from the mouth and stood at the center of it as a matter of course.

And then I realize, this is not the Colosseum of the day. It's the first place I've come in, and now it's even more.

The sky that breaks through is the same as that day.

Still, this vivid feeling is incomparable with that day.

I learned that weather and heart overlap is such a pleasant thing.

― ― It's been a while.

"Really? I'm glad Lilac-sama said that."

"Is that so?"

The silver girl who walked by was in a strange dress in this gladiator's sanctuary.

Gently stroke your lips over the gloves and close your eyes as you ponder.

I found it while washing about you and the Empire. All that matters to me is my plan. "

"... Phew. I don't know. Shouldn't you be more honest?

- What are you talking about? How good would that have been?

I understand. Like he sees through him, he also sees through himself.

That's why I was able to talk without hiding my roots. I'll admit it.

But be honest, etc.

If they could do that, they would already be there.

After all, the barrier reef is just a glimpse of Lilac.

Certainly there is someone who can make a fool of himself.

There are people who talk and enjoy it as they do every day.

So what?

I looked into Luli because you cared about him, but how can I be wise to say that?

"... fuu"

"Master Lilac, are you okay? I have a sun umbrella, so you can..."

"Wave your sword with me on this spot. I can't believe you think you're so weak."

"... is that so? I'm sorry."

"No"

I accidentally put my finger on my forehead wondering what I was doing.

At the bottom of my heart, I know.

What Barrier Reef is trying to say is that it's not like making fun of your achievements with your own face.

How nice of you to throw away your shame and your audience and say, "Never mind" by pulling up the sign like that annoying maid.

Isn't it better?

Regardless of whether the maid is aware of it, it is a way that only the weak and forgiving can use it.

I'm a princess. He follows me because he is Princess Lilac.

I don't intend to do anything disillusioning, and I don't want to do it.

It's just...

It's time to change my clothes!

Yah......

I know you're sleepy, but you can't go to the party?

Sitting side-by-side on a sofa, she looks like two people holding a toddler.

Close shoulders are in harmony, and the name of the eye that points to the tingling child is compassion.

It's just that I had feelings for that sight.

It wasn't like Princess Lilac could hold it.

Are you telling me to be honest?

I truncated my love for my family.

Recently, I was a person who trampled on my sister's life.

Dear Lilac,

"... what is it?

"I didn't think it was weak. But... since yesterday, I'm not feeling very well. Please let me know if there's anything I can do to help."

"Everything I do is going well without delay?

Well then, I'm tired of working too hard.

I won't.

"--Did I do something?

Whatever you say, you can be truncated lightly.

However, it is not a lid that can be cleaned up with "Is that so?"

It is obvious that Lilac is not well.

And for Futa, finding out what makes her hate Lilac and why she's in a bad mood doesn't have to be weighed.

"Yes? Why do you think so?"

"Why did you say that....."

Thinking for a moment, Huta said.

"When I was talking to Ocean, Lilac was normal. When I last spoke in my room, I thought it was my fault because I was feeling both better now and now."

……

When I was talking to Prince Barrier Reef, I was a little surprised that Fouta was showing vegetarianism towards him for another reason.

That was something I didn't think I'd be in a mood for.

Then isn't it you who is still depressing her mood?

It is a terribly simple conclusion, and that is why there is no gap.

I can't help feeling irritated about Lilac being unemployed in this kind of place.

After all, Lilac's choice here was a retreat.

Whatever you say won't help each other.

"No, I was just thinking a little about Prince Barrier Reef."

So to finish here, I'm going to switch the subject.

If it wasn't for us, it wouldn't unnecessarily shake our feelings.

Even though it is.

"... is that so?"

Futa burst into a strange state of disorientation.

It's very different to guess how you feel about being diverted from the topic.

I don't know, the colour in his eyes is hard to express.

Do you have any thoughts about Prince Barrier Reef? Lilac raised her eyebrows to its unbearable hue, where loneliness and blessings lived together.

"Huta? Are you losing the confidence to beat Prince Barrier Reef?

"Huh? Confidence to win? Is that it?"

"Yeah, yeah. Anything else?

"No... it looks like we both know each other's feelings, and I wonder if our engagement will work."

"What about it?"

The instantly solidified thoughts moved quickly.

His rough mood was analyzed and his half-eyed eyes gradually opened.

"Um... you..."

Were you thinking about that before the match?

I tried to say that, but somehow the words didn't come out.

Speaking of which, the subject is off the table. My purpose is fulfilled.

I wonder what it is. In this case, I feel strangely swayed by expectations.

I'm scared, too. However, curiosity also precedes the desire to know as a word of its own.

"I thought you said you would bless me if I were happy."

"Yes, congratulations. If Lilac is going to be happy, that's what I want most."

No, I don't care about that dialogue.

"So?"

"... Master Lilac is foresight of everything, right?"

Don't waste it.

――

Master Lilac, I thought you were staring at me...

But it seemed a lot better than hiding your feelings just now.

I don't have the talent to make people happy with words.

As always, I can't say a single clever dialogue.

So, as usual, just talk honestly.

"Just that. Do you say you miss seeing Lilac happy with someone else?"

Words that scratch your cheeks and speak honestly.

"No, there's a contradiction in what I'm saying, and I wonder if I can do it myself."

"So?"

"So!?

What should I say?

Looking at Lilac with an inadvertent repetition, she strayed from sight with her arms tied together.

Futa noticed that the white cheeks were slightly covered with vermilion.

"It's not what every diner says, but... I want you to be happy a little closer, if possible."

"... is that so?"

I see, Lilac's expression, groaning, was already back to normal.

And then I recovered my energy, or I didn't throw it at Futa.

Not bad.

"Eh, I said something really disrespectful!

"It doesn't matter. Because it's not words or deeds that determine whether you have respect or not. Would you like to stop honoring me?

"Suddenly!? You can't do that!

"Hmm. Well, that was a joke. Are you kidding me...."

"Was it a joke...?"

"... no. I'm not saying anything with momentum. That's all I'm talking about."

"Ha, ah...."

From princess to princess, Lilac, I also needed to devise a way to change it.

This is how he says, "Okay. No, I understand."

You know, Lilac strokes her lips.

A girl smiled with her nose at the distance, reflecting those two interactions on the garden chair.

I wonder what kind of conversation we had just before the start of the gladiator.

"I wonder if we can get a crushing stream into the middle of Colosseum right now."

She mouthed the cupcake with a silly expression.

But the maid appeared from behind.

"Pomodoro soup was drunk too much and you had such a delusion?

"No!!

"Maid, are you ready to eat anytime?

"I don't know!

From right, from left, from top, from bottom. She was Pasta Pomodoro, a girl who was worried about why she really wanted this maid, who showed the behavior of peeking into people's faces.

"Beauty, do you like Pomodoro?

"... then what?"

That's where the maid number two appeared.

Disturbed, Pasta looked at her.

Father Wind is still in the hospital bed. Naturally, I know the maid is following her to take care of her.

There's no reason for pasta to be here.

Well, I'll remember.

"I'm telling you, if you ask me, it doesn't mean anything like pomodoro."

"Bye, stupid."

"... why are you really under the influence of this witch in a flash?"

Actually, it wasn't Corona who brought Ruli here, it was Pasta's will.

The same is true of the relationship with the barrier reef.

Corona and I pulled together to tell him what was going to happen to us and that he wasn't there at the time of the decision.

Why is it that the result is unusually frustrating even though it is supposed to be that much? It is largely because of this annoying maid.

"Hey, what about one of the maids?

The audience seat has not yet been completed.

They are so close to the field walls.

Pasta flipped over to his garden chair, gracefully looking and stylish.

It would have been more comfortable if the maid hadn't been confused.

Really, the grass juice I picked up around there...

The tea cup placed gently on the side table is clear yet clearly brown. If you say this is the first flash of tea, it is a light and clear orange with no complaints. But he just picked up grass juice around here, didn't he?

"... the scent feels like quality tea leaves from the Darjen region. That's the kind of luxury tea that's in circulation at our chambers of commerce."

Dakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk?

"Eh, what, are you really trying to make me drink the grass juice I picked up around here just by fragrancing it?

Are you kidding me? And if you say something scary.

……

I unexpectedly stared at the maid.

"Kusa no Shiru, Kusa no Shiru"

Kusa no Shirukusa no Shiru

There are two crawling maids dancing. Around pasta.

"How dare you call our chamber of commerce grass juice!!

The pasta becomes, the maids who run away.

It was all over and there was a peaceful world.

"Uhhhh...."

Though it sounds serious and annoying for a tongue-tapping pasta.

Leaving them behind, Lilac closes his eyes.

"Anyway, it's about Prince Barrier Reef. I'm only interested in fighting a sword."

Ah, yes.

Take care of yourself.

Fouta glanced at the sword she held.

It is a blunt weapon of several hits, but it is a weapon of the same shape.

Then there is something to do.

"Thick knife.... that's one of the two unusual people you said when you rated Prim yourself."

"Yes, the Eight Flashes are literally the eight swordsmen that resonate underneath, but two of them, Ocean Big Wave and Leather Blade Kid, were outnumbered."

Looking at the results, it will be obvious.

A season of legends featuring the best eight flashes of all time.

The battle results of the Dagger are:

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Dagger for Ginseng 6-2

Tai Knife 8-0

Thick Sword Against Wu 8-0

Dagger Against Land 7-1

Lacquer Dagger 7-1

Eighth Dagger 8-0

In total, 47 wins and 9 losses.

Of course, Isna and Prim were defeated in previous seasons, and this is the end result of the season.

The game of losing to Prim was an all-encompassing result of losing with mental agitation when I accidentally touched something strange with my mouth.

It is an amazing result that the number of victories and defeats remains unchanged compared to the Taiyuki sword that has been defeated in a direct confrontation.

"What kind of gladiator is he?

"That's right... first of all, objectively speaking, it's just a simple swordsman who waves a sword. Swordsmanship is not our current, it draws on the current of the Eastern school called the Azumi Wave Stream, and the speed at which the artifact swings is Colosseum 1."

"Colosseum, 1...?

"Faster than me."

"... you're kidding, right?

"This is all true."

Is that the chatter guy?

With an amazing lilac, Futa continued.

"― ― The sword is named after the Seven Seas War. The opponent's specialty is amputated by just swinging a sword with an incredible sharpness. That's his strength."

"I see... but then there's something I don't understand."

Yes, there is one thing that cannot be solved.

Futa nodded as though it had already been woven.

"Now, let's talk subjectively. Ocean is really hard to deal with."

"Hard to do...?

"The reason he's called a genius is that he's practicing the swordsmanship of the genre and adding arrangements of his own accord."

"Does that arrangement lead to a" non-samurai behavior "?

"Yes, do you call it the Proven Special Attack? Using that speed, we put in exquisite wasteful movements. Playing with him is rude... but sometimes I don't choose the best solution for my offense, but how strong is it that I can push it out with my bluff?"

After finishing swordsmanship, I dared to break it. It will be hard to imagine how difficult this is.

Make sure you're not used to what you're supposed to do. Do it from day to day.

As a result, the other party's reading collapses. I deceive myself at speed.

That's Ocean Big Wave.

A man's sword who has carried out any wave and commanded any sea.

A man named Nanakai Tsuneha and Ocean Big Wave.

Together, these two are the first complete swords of his own.

"He is said to have taken the heavens and the earth in six Colosseums with his sword, which was said to conquer the Seven Seas and rise to domination."

Yes, when I told Lilac.

Your voice sounds like you're interrupting.

"No. We've taken the Seven Seas."

"... Ocean"

Shadows at the common entrance.

He looks at his surroundings with emotion and then takes a step.

And one step, one more step.

When facing Futa in the middle, Lilac retreated unexpectedly.

Nothing, I'm not under pressure.

I didn't realize I was scared.

But...

You shouldn't be in the middle of this field.

Like that, I thought for a moment.

He said he went out of his way to wear a dress instead of fighting clothes to avoid being exposed to the heat of the gladiator.

"The Seven Seas."

"Just once. Challenged the leather and became a champion. They took it back soon!... still, no doubt. I took that place."

So...

For they conquered the sea of the seven seas with the conquest of the seven seas.

My voyage is over. I thought it was the curtain of the journey.

I see.

Ah.

That is the only word exchanged.

Lilac stands between them and tells them.

"The rules are one game. The opponent surrenders or triumphs with edging. That's good."

Lilac distanced herself from the two nodding.

Thank you, Lila.

"No thanks. You know what that means, don't you?

"... well..."

Barrier Reef laughs bitterly as he seems to have understood Lilac's thoughts. And then...

"Fuuuuuu...."

The barrier reef exhales a lot.

Close your eyes and you will hear a cheer.

This is Colosseum. I'm sure in the future, there will be a lot of spectators watching the man in front of them.

It's a strange thing.

His eyes take it for granted.

It couldn't have been that time. His will.

Well, that's fine.

There is no point in thinking about the future.

I was just waiting for this moment.

I was just waiting for this moment. I was looking forward to it.

Grab the knife from your hips in your hand.

Dokun, there was a sound of the "contract" tying me up.

I don't mind. I have no regrets.

Running through the sheath, grasping your bare partner for a long time.

I'm sorry, it's a waste of time.

It was because I was taking care of it.

It's been a really long time since I recognized it as a weapon.

Together with this sword, I ran for the seven seas.

The adventure ends there. I'm not free to risk my life anymore.

Yes, I was thinking about it. Oh, anyway, there's nothing I can do about sex.

"Former [Eight Flashes of Heaven] Tai no Tai - a heroic hymn of the Seven Seas Wars (Sinbad). Ocean Big Wave"

"― ― Former Colosseum Champion Futa"

For a moment, it was famous.

Come on. Let's go, Seven Seas.

It's time to take the eighth sea.

Futa's eyes are stained with gold.

At the same time, I pulled out my sword. Unlike Ocean, a few blunts.

But I don't think the difference in weapons is cowardly.

The match has already begun at the stage of preparing the product.

The only problem is the fouta, which does not have a fixed object.

Let's go.

The speed at which they rush out is maximum.

In an instant, Ocean, who was fleshy to Futa, immediately shook the blade sideways.

The evasive fouter is a rearward sweatshirt.

With a sharp eye on the blade with the tip of his nose, Futa also shakes the blade.

It collided with the Nanakai conquest - no, the Fouta's sword slipped.

As soon as it flips over, it spins like a solitude, and the second horizontal rake of the lid hits the ocean.

This time Ocean did the same in Sweden. --No, this is the original. Without moving to imitate the Fouta, Ocean grabbed the sword with both hands and turned the other way around.

"Uhhhh!

--The movement of the lid that was about to take it stopped.

If you are slashed by the backlash like this, you will have a match.

But obviously, "Ocean's posture has collapsed."

"--This is..."

- Bluff.

The collapse of Ocean Big Wave.

If you try to get it right, you'll have to go back to that moment.

But I can't help but accept it.

"Really?"

Then he shook the sword down at his sword, which was thrown at high speed.

The feeling of bumping into each other's swords is so weak.

That's true. Ocean is not putting much effort into it.

In line with the knife of the punching lion, Ocean's Seven Seas conquest hegemony is pulled to prevent the blade from breaking.

The gap is created immediately after the lid is swinging down.

Even the flowing swordsmanship of Fouta can poke the illusion at Ocean speed.

That's why Huta has to be vigilant.

With his workouts, he can "crush" Futa right now.

"Yes." That means other gladiators will do it.

I'll beat my best to the very best. It creates an antagonistic battle with a master imitator named Fouta.

But...

Uh-huh.

Don't dare to pierce that gap. "Play" that rotates the sword at hand for a moment in vain.

Ocean's aim is to remain awkward and to create the next gap immediately after the sword is pulled back.

There it is.

Ugh!

Because I put my sword back, I would be the most disoriented if I were to poke it in the same place with my next hand.

Azumi Wave Flow: Crashing Wave (Damper)

Two shots you won't be allowed to take.

If you want to take both, the next one is your checkmate.

But I can't let it go. If a single hit is made, the Seven Seas will kill the opponent.

So Fouta avoided a single shot.

Still, his posture collapses, but he's still recoverable.

"As always, Ocean."

"I don't know - you're the only one who can take it like this?

"I mean, you're imitating. You can avoid it."

"--let me pull it out, the apex"

Because Huta imitates Ocean's "full power", it suddenly collapses by putting in about 70% of the "margin".

Only one genius can use all his energy and 70% in the same game and incorporate it into his strategy.

Here was the true peak of Futa's "difficulty."

"Ku, Ha"

But Ocean laughed the same way.

"Why?! Why are you making such a joke?

They are waving the Nanami conquest and hunting it down with ideal movements.

I do have that feeling, but I feel that the perfect winners are being pushed against the rules.

Even though I built a packing procedure with board play, at the end of the game, I was told that I could do this kind of movement.

Is it because the sword has no rules?

If you think you've caught a blade that hits your flank with an upside-down grip, switch to your left hand and turn to the offensive.

Theoretically possible and may be effective.

However, such odd schemes only work in very limited circumstances.

An active hit that can only be used when many conditions overlap.

A technique that is not normally used.

It's amateur bullshit to say that it's all top-notch.

A truly strong person polishes up versatile moves.

But that's why.

Only instantaneous imitation without "habits" can perform the best moves on the spot in a limited number of cases.

This is where the imitation of a man named Huta can draw 120% of his opponent.

So we can go up 100%.

But...

If you hit the opponent with 120% Power and 100% Power, you will definitely win with a push.

So, what if we hit 70% of the target with 120% power?

Uh-huh.

Huta's fastest blow was aimed at the belly of the Nanami War.

Regardless of how famous the sword is, if it is hit by a sideburn, the sword breaks.

So, do you put your sword to sleep and cut the sky, or do you take it at the root and push it off? That reading bears witness to the mighty.

But Ocean Big Wave has a third option.

It is because he is the only man who dares to escape in a battle that cannot be lost.

Nanakai conquest and Futa's sword meet.

"Riding the waves doesn't mean you're free, does it?

The weakened Nanami conquest leans against the sword of Futa - no, like the waves pull, like the warrior who kills the shock, slowly pulling himself.

And when the waves draw, the next wave is called the Great Sea Plains.

Azumi Waves: Hammer Waves (Shorebreak)

"Yikes!!!

Fouta shook off her sword. Its sharp sword flashes, backed by solid workouts, are only slight, however, because it is a beautiful and powerful blow.

What happens if I hit 120% to 70%?

The answer is "misread."

If we do everything we can, we will do this. Not only swordsmen, but also board games, such as ball games, and many interpersonal fights are the beginning of a battle to determine the opponent's full strength.

In this way, according to the abilities of the opponent you grasp, while you take the best hand, you trust the opponent to do their best and bump into each other.

But that trust doesn't work for a whimsical wave called Ocean Big Wave.

The sword that swings down is the fastest that even Huta can surpass.

"--Is that lid pushed?

"You're kidding. He did?"

I wasn't sure what the battle was like, and beside the audience maid who just shouted and enjoyed it, Lilac narrowed his eyes and murmured.

With a difficult look, Lilac thinks.

At least, it looks that way.

It's just...

"Because I said it's hard to do.... but I didn't know that man could fight that far to Futa. Do I have to train a little more?"

"I don't know."

With a cheek wand and a cupcake, Pasta looked at the sparkling gladiator.

No matter which one wins, it's a fight with no advantages or disadvantages.

Like Lilac, I'm not a samurai.

I just think it's not a bad sight to watch while chewing.

How to colour this battle and wind up the money from the audience. It is my job to think about it.

Sometimes I noticed it because I looked at it with such cold eyes.

"... that sounds fun."

A man who grips a lot of emotions and turns a blade of desire would be.

But on the other hand,

The man who was supposed to have just taken on the fight also knew for the first time that he was laughing at the man in front of him by raising his mouth like that.

"... you have a nice face, that guy"

Yes, since I accidentally loosened my mouth.

I noticed and looked around. Luckily, make sure no one around you sees pasta.

Once again, I recreated my silly expression and looked at the men who were interested in fighting the sword.