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

Game over!! Those who passed the third round... "

Game over!! In the sixth match, those who passed the qualifiers... "

Game over!! In the final game of the second round, those who passed the qualifiers... "

- Evening.

The spectacle that finished all the matches that day and finished digesting the two rounds, the audience went back and forth.

It can be a home, an inn, a homemade tent, or a neighborhood.

As the oblique sun plunged in the orange sunlight, the flow of spectators returning home was also sparse.

After watching all the games, Reef Leangride was also on his way home alone.

"... I have three rounds left in the qualifiers"

A murmuring is a clear fact.

For Reef, who had only such a strong or weak abstract artifact, what he gained in this tournament weighed more than his experience.

Gu, it was never from confidence to hold my fist.

"How far can I... go?"

Dive through one of Spectacular's outer gates to Fountain Square in front of the street.

In the morning, the audience in front of the entrance is scrambling, just glimpses of people. The sunset is backlit and you don't even know what kind of person there is.

Sitting on the stone wall of the fountain, Reef touched the sword pointing to his waist blurrily.

I've come a long way, far from the right place.

Even so, Reef thought.

Before the tournament started, I flagged myself as strong and wondered how much I could win the tournament.

After that, I was miserably broken in the first round, and regrettably, I wouldn't have come to this place if I hadn't been smashed in pieces by that redhead.

And two rounds. The first time I swing my sword properly, I jumped into the battlefield - Izna Sienzan was really strong when I fought with that double-sword player.

A very small but invincible opponent.

And so is Izna Sicienzan. The same goes for Eilon B. Smiles.

And above all, Izna said.

Hey, it's getting fun!!! But I'm going to the finals. I have to go... I'm sorry, I'll push you through no matter how many people I have to hang up on!

─ If he's so talented, he'll be able to finish as many times as he wants!!

I can't. The right to challenge him is not cheap. "

A man like that craves the right to challenge in the contest.

We have a long way to go.

Their strength is extraordinary if they want to leave results at the tournament.

"Hey, dusk."

"... Temee..."

It was one man who shouted in the sun.

The two swords aligned on both hips are the same qualifiers as the partners who fought together today.

Someone who ate Izna in the morning and was willing to defeat him with that momentum. He was also the one who gave Reef the courage to stand up again.

"What, you can't fight with me anymore?"

"Mmm. This is a tough battlefield where only one person can win in the Battle Royal. Besides... the tournament is next. There's only 1 on 1 from here."

With his hands on his hips, he rearms his cowboy hat and raises his mouth.

Until today, multiple winners will emerge from the same battlefield.

From here on out, we'll have to fight for survival.

"But that's why you can't help it."

─ I can afford to do that before the qualifiers.

"Oops, if you're going to point back at my words in the waiting room... I'm sorry, but you're still not ready to fight."

……

Hmm?

I only returned Taunt to Taunt.

Yet Reef leaned down with a deep depression, and the double swordsman blinked his eyes.

"I wouldn't have been a gladiator if I'd been hurt like this."

"Uuuuuuuuuu.... I have to win the tournament."

Well then, I guess we should win.

The double-sword user said that his ears were tight.

"It's not like you can't win because you look like an enemy. Sometimes you have to take someone's life and fight an obvious opponent. That's what hunting beasts is all about. It's troublesome, so I'll retire soon.... but I can't win because it seems like I can't win, how could I?"

"... no doubt it's a bad thing."

"It's hard to turn your head in weird places. I know you're smart."

That's all the swordsmen said and turned their backs.

"Well, let's eat and sleep, and get ready for tomorrow. Bye, miss."

The troubled lady doesn't have a stepsister to go out with.

Turning his back, Reef raised his face.

"Ah, hey. Name!"

Speaking of which, he didn't even have a name.

Reef says to the double swordsman who looks back at the messy things.

"I'm Reef. We fought together once. Remember that."

"--Arrows. Well, you don't have to remember. After all, we won't fight together anymore."

A double sword that smiles like a return to Reef's dialogue just now.

Reef shook his head, even though he had a flickering expression for a moment.

"Yeah, Arrows. Thank you."

"Well, that's right. I'll see you at the tournament."

The departing double swordsman, Arrows' back, gave Reef a big sigh.

I know that Arrows is not a viable opponent when faced from the front.

The same goes for the other athletes who passed the qualifiers.

Arrows said, "Don't turn your head in strange places."

I bet you are. With this, Reef is a very good swordsman.

Her cherry blossoms are now the best because she quickly suppressed the main points and learned and swallowed them.

But on the other hand, I can't help but think about it or think about it.

"Reef, are you still here?"

"... Futa"

The more I think about tomorrow, the more I lose my mind.

But I couldn't think about it and how worried I was.

When Huta called, the sun was already about to set.

"You... pasta?

"He's... no, can I say this? It's a call from Lord Lilac.

"Oh, from the princess."

Corona told me about Futa.

Everything is a princess' pigeon.

I don't think it's bad to look at it if you ask me, and I think I'm skinny and tight. It was also found that there was a close relationship between the natural appearance of the princess's name.

If I had been told I was noble, I might have been fooled.

However, it doesn't matter now.

It is the same thing that he rented me an inn, whether he was a nobleman or a spider.

It doesn't matter because it's not harmful.

"Let's go home. There's no point in taking another action, is there?

"... I see. He hired me as his escort."

She stood up when she whispered so.

Then the two of them headed back towards the Mansion at dusk.

"I've been watching two rounds. I thought it was more than I could ever imagine."

"Heh, I'm not happy. I thought I could pass the qualifiers more... more easily."

I have been traveling through the qualifiers easily and have been delusional about myself playing good there in the finals. That's where she peeks at her strange realism, which is not considered to be a complete victory.

Nevertheless, I can do more, I can fight. That's what I believed.

Yet the results are mixed.

If I was bad, I would have finished the first round and fled home. No one could defeat him in two rounds.

"That's why. I thought I'd do it because I could fight that Izna right after it broke."

"... that" izna? You know about him?

"Ah, he was originally a gladiator in a distant country. Best-in-class."

― ―

Looking surprisingly up, Reeve's expression seemed to be prompting her to continue, and Huta continued.

A circular arena in the Principality of Colosseum.

As a sacred place for gladiators, there are many gladiators who have come to believe in their arms and gather in the world's largest arena.

Everyone has the pride and "title" to himself, and he visits the arena to prove his strength and that of the genre.

In Colosseum, with nearly 10,000 gladiators, there was an underleague, a normal league, a minor league and a handful of "Hua" festivals - the "Eight Flashes of Heaven" - that could not be reached without crossing the wall.

"... all over the world, eight flashes"

Izna Sicienzan. That's where he was originally. "

"There are still five stronger than that."

"Ah... if you include a champion, yes. Yeah."

"On the contrary, why not include it?"

What are you talking about? With this guy and Reeve looking at the white eye, Huta sees the direction of the topic and changes the story.

"Eight Shining Lacquer Daggers"

"What happened to seventh place?

"... that's Iron B. Smiles."

"Is that how he deals with things? Why are the Principality's servants coming to the King's Landing... and being slightly beaten up in Colosseum..."

"Ah... yeah, well, yeah. Haha"

"What happened to your forehead?

On a spicy claw, Futa scratched her cheeks.

"Well, anyway. I don't think Reef's done this to these people. The world's highest gladiator, you could cross the line with them. I didn't think you'd get that far with the boulders."

"... is that so?"

Eight flashes in the sky. Eight at the top of 10,000.

I didn't think I was dealing with them.

In the end, the difference in strength of the boyfriend is unchanged, and since I heard about it, there is no such thing as Reef becoming stronger. I don't have one.

"I wonder if I'm as weak as I think I am."

"Izna said that too. You're strong."

"... at first I was told I was weak."

"That's the answer. I turned away from myself and was told that I was weak. It's strong now."

I don't know.

"Well, I don't really feel that way either. Instead, I was the only one who could see me."

"Hah...."

"But we're together. That way, the more you see, the stronger it gets. I'm getting stronger."

"Is that what this is about?

"That's what I think. At least I'm not upset with your sword right now."

"... are you nervous?"

Gently touch the sheath.

Don't lose. We have to win. The situation has not changed yet.

But there was certainly no impatience about what to do.

How can I win? For Izna, for Eilon, for enemies we haven't seen yet.

Isn't that how you're worried?

"At least until yesterday, I don't think you said anything about being weak."

"Uuuuuuuuuu. I don't want to say it."

Reeve puts the cap back on, and Huta laughs small.

"Many of the guests I've seen around me are looking forward to your game. Good luck, Reef."

"Oops... it's strange. I heard a little cheer."

That's why I swallowed the word "pathetic" when I timed up without beating Izna.

--Next, you don't have to worry about timeouts or external factors anymore.

You just have to be the last one. So I split it it.

"Ugh, keep an eye on the guests. Reef Leangrid's sword."

"Wow, I'm going to have fun."

Heh

Rubbing under his nose, he smiles happily like a teenage girl.

As she noticed, Reef murmured.

"Izna wanted the right to challenge. Even he seems to have someone in the race who's going to challenge him. After all, the Dagger of Warriors? I wonder how much it is."

"I'm not such a good guy. I'm a champion at best."

"What are you really saying?

- Night, in the pasta.

Furry. "Red" scattered in front of Futa.

Pasta will call you after dinner and you'll see the sight in front of you.

A set of furniture made from the center of the room.

She had a tall chair in the middle and a slightly sitting figure.

And then...

Mmm. Damn it. Damn it. Me-me-me-me-me-me-me-me-me-me-me-me-me-me-me-me-me-me! "

With the momentum of double-crossing around the pasta, the maid who made the noise of cutting her hair.

"... what's going on?"

"Look, don't you see? I'm cutting my hair."

"Oh, because it hurt?

I'm going to take down Shibaki.

Her silhouette, sifting and shaking her head, was quite unusual.

Both the hair that had stretched to the waist area and the hair that had been tied to the back of the head for a long time were short enough to be slightly cut and exposed to the nose.

My feet are bright red because of this. With her back slightly unfortunately looking at her hair, the maid is cleaning Sarasaka.

"... your head is so light."

"I don't know what it feels like."

"Well, you don't seem to be packed."

"Wow, you fucking kid... huh?

"What?"

"... you've got more fucking kids?

"Angry, but subtle."

Pasta unconsciously tries to play with the hair at hand as usual, but realizes that it doesn't exist and plays with the hair around the ear.

"Corona, please."

"Hi."

What is that? I didn't know for a moment, but I looked at Corona and was convinced.

The pasta was always tied to my hair.

Is it necessary for this short hair and it is also quick to tilt the neck.

Her hair fastening ribbons tied to both sides of her head as she filled her head.

"... pasta"

"What?"

"More fucking kids? Maybe it's a kid. Ruli, do you want to play?

I'm going to take down Shibaki.

Pigtail, as the saying goes.

The hair that jumped out from both sides combined with her appearance gave her a much childish appearance. Only my eyes are as rough as the Dob River, but that's it.

"Well, here's the thing. I'd like to rinse it off once, but let's just talk about it before then."

"Wow! Pasta, wow! * Giggle *"

"I'm gonna get you, motherfucker."

"Ah, Futa-sama, Futa-sama, Maid, you've worked really hard, but this way of saying it hurts!"

Save your breath, pasta.

"You really...!!!

The angry aura of pasta gripping her fist is a spectacular gap with the appearance of a child, and the lily blows out unexpectedly.

I don't think she cut herself because she thought it suited her.

I looked at Corona once, whispering more frustration than shame.

To be honest, I would like you to leave, but there will probably be a hair cleaning - I sighed and wondered if I could hide it anymore.

Think of it as a prop.

"... how about this?"

"... what do you mean?"

What Pasta had was his favorite bear stuffed toy.

Futa moans as she bows to the gaze of Pasta, who continues to seek opinions silently.

"Except your eyes are rotten and messy, you only look like a kid."

"Not to mention, it's all superfluous, but it's okay. Then you don't have to rot your eyes."

Eh?

I coughed up the pasta with a sweet, flattering voice.

"Oniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii"

"I can't."

"What do you mean you can't do it?!

"No, I can't accept it...."

"I can't accept it!?

Pasta bothers me when I touch my lips.

The disguise should have been perfect. I am confident in my acting skills.

And why?

Uta-sama, uta-sama, uta-sama.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes."

It feels like the cuffs and sleeves are pulled. The maid who sparkled her eyes then pulled the stuffed toy out of Pasta's hand and said with a full smile.

"Oniichan! I love oniichan!

Huta first closed her eyes and slowly enjoyed the remnants of her ears.

Then slowly hold the plush toy in sight and hold the smile of the girl in bloom like a sun. Hold it firmly in your head with self-recording.

I turned back to pasta and said.

That's it. That's it.

"You're the only one who can see what's inside."

"What's wrong with that!

"I'm not talking about your opinion, I'm talking about how you look to the public!!

"What about the masses...?

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

The pasta continued tilting its neck.

I've got Lilac's permission.

I didn't explain what it was about.

Now I know it's some sort of answer to what she's been worried about for a while.

"I'm gonna be busy tomorrow, Futa."

The fierce smile seemed to fit much better than the previous act. I won't tell you.