Tatoeba Ore ga, Champion kara Oujo no Himo ni Job Change Shita to Shite.
29 Fouta is gone!
"What... what...?
To be honest, Riffy had almost no memory of coming back from the Battlefield after the game.
The enthusiasm that surrounds the venue, the cheering that boils, and the tension that disappears from yourself.
It was supposed to exist as a memory, but it was fluffy as if it were a long time ago or another person's memory.
But now.
Sure, touch the cool air in the waiting room.
I finally found myself alone in this place.
With the feeling of feet on the ground, as if they were back in reality.
I am ready to accept that what has happened so far is a reality.
"... I won."
Sifting makes your fists tremble.
Pleasure spreads from your spine to your whole body.
"Ohhhhhh!!!
I tried to escape in the first round of qualifying.
Even in the second round of the qualifying rounds, there was no vision of getting here.
But...
I won three rounds of this qualifying round.
I was able to be one of the four people who went on to the main election.
Before the opening ceremony of the martial arts tournament, we were supposed to go this far.
It was a long and heavy journey.
Four out of 2,000.
It's not that hard to write.
The battle to this point was endless for Reef Leangrid.
Essentially, I only fought three qualifying rounds from start to finish.
This is the main contest.... come and have fun with me too.
The last opponent's words are now beautifully revived.
"... oh, leave it to me."
Even though it didn't arrive, I squeezed my fist and murmured.
The second match of the final qualifying match was a brawl as popular as Horseback!! Izna Sicienzan is the biggest winner of all!!! Push your fist up and look up at them. If it's not like this yet, it's the main contest and the winner!! I wonder how much the greatest tournament flower will fascinate me! "
A battle with flowers means something like this, because I feel like I've been beating the spectacle that's just started.
I see, oniichan. But I'm talking to everybody right now, so I just wanted you to wait a minute and think about those two feelings!
"Didn't I say something good...!?
The third round of the final qualifying match - this is... I wonder if I'm dreaming... The scene is exactly the same as the first round of qualification and the second round of qualification. The only difference is the number of people. On top of the piled losers, you can relax in a deep window!! I can still win with my umbrella in one hand, Iron B. Smiles!!!
There is still "up" in the eye rune. But it seems that there was no one who could pull it out. "
You mean you're not serious! I'm looking forward to it!
"... don't say good things unconsciously. That's what it is, that's what it is."
"Uh, which one??
The final match of the day is different from the second and third matches in which Superstars had a brawl, even with a splendid double-knockout. This is the true Battle Royal, and it was a profession that prepared me to win the prize even though it smelled dirty. Fighting each other, tension, sharpening strength, beating each other. A star of guards with true winners and chests, Bobooooooo!!
It was a tournament with lots of sights. Bob was probably the most unconscious person I've ever met... but I think he meant a lot to be a guard. No, it's really amazing. "
Oniichan's praise for letting go! The guards are amazing!!
Now, the qualifiers are all finished!! The only thing left in the tournament...!!
Entitlement holders
Reef Leangride
Izna Sicienzan
Eilon B. Smiles
Bob.
--Evening, arena spectacular, entrance.
Spectacular entrance gates are plentiful and there is no single entrance.
However, several gates were large, including information offices and shops.
It was also this place that gathered opinions from the audience, and a lot of spectators came to the information center to take a survey about today's game.
Among the reckless people, there was one, Futa Pomodoro.
Sometimes all that resonated today was that simple voice.
For many audiences, it was not a visible angle, such as appearance.
So, let's just come to this place, but it's just a general brother that won't get much attention. I don't even have a brother because I don't have a sister. It's just ordinary.
Speaking of what such a common fouta came to do, it was simply to squander the time while waiting for the pasta - a tour to feel the spectacular air.
Pasta gave a good explanation of why she graduated as an explanatory role, and today's explanation reached a point.
Nevertheless, the spectacle has just begun.
The narrator was told that he should learn more about the whole spectacle as well as the gladiator, and this is how he walks and looks stylish.
However, he didn't really know whether the "commentary" was alive or not in its original sense.
If that's okay, I can do it myself.
But yes.
It was too light.
As an "unemployed person", it has been premised on making a bloody effort to accomplish something.
This is the first time I've ever had such a thing. Even though Pasta was next door, I was just talking without worrying about anything.
It is faint, but it feels like she was the one who waved the topic and made the route so that Futa could talk easily.
However, on top of that, and with her help, I didn't think I was doing well.
Practice over and over again, and you'll finally be able to "see" something. That's normal, my usual self.
That's why I was surprised to hear the "point" of pasta.
"... well, it wasn't bad for the first day, was it? I'm seeing a lot of problems, and I'll have some notes for tonight. Good day."
No poison tongues, no irritability.
I went to the Spectacular Environmental Survey as told, but I was confronted with the words that were told very lightly.
Was it really good to do so?
In this way, Futa looked at the crowd in front of the information center and the shop with concern.
Huta noticed there.
There are a lot of people in that shop.
Is it a souvenir shop inside the entrance? Pasta still said that it would take time for the athlete's personal goods and merchandise to circulate, so if anything, it was just Lilac dolls and goods imitating her Contesh.
Well, then it's going to be this crowd. No, not much, is it? Are you serious about the sales floor?
For a moment, it spreads to vain thoughts.
Apparently it wasn't selling lilacs, it was selling Spectacular's official goods.
Pasta was complaining on the first day, and they were analyzed as being bought by people who came to see Spectacular instead of Fighting the Sword.
If you think it's not very good, it doesn't seem surprising.
Pasta said that people who watch the arena spectacular show until the end and buy it are likely to repeat.
Management and analysis are difficult.
Whatever.
In that case, it is good that the sales of spectacular goods are good.
He nodded and glanced at what he was selling at the shop, and Huta looked at him from the side of the shop.
"Yes, yes, it's 700 gallons and 400 gallons..."
"Hey, are you okay?
"So, I can do it! You can do it! Look... 1,100 gallons!
"I'm finally getting it right, kid!
In front of the crowd and the crowd, and in front of the crowd as bustling as Black Mountain.
The seller girl was laughing at each other while doing business.
She looked familiar.
It's like a straight nose, and it's like that thin, long, black second chamber. A feminine form and her prominent home outfit.
"Prim-chan, this way too!
"Ah, you're here again!? Do I have to buy the same thing every day?
"Sellers don't say that!
"Er... then you should distribute it to your friends... yes, 800 gallons."
"Unfortunately, it's a little different today."
"Ah!! Really, that's confusing. You can have 800 now."
"This is 600 gallons??????"
Prim Lancaster.
Using Tsuneyama Cross Spear Magic, Colosseum is a major class Eight Flashes of Land Dagger. Such a girl, for some reason, sells at a shop, which is also very popular.
I'm sure it's popular. It would be better to say that she is aiming for a repeat customer than the product is irreplaceable.
To be honest, she fought for 1,2 in goods sales among the eight flashes in the world, which is visual violence.
Looking at the beauty, that passing love attracts people independently of the fighting sword.
Besides, if the fighting sword was strong like an idiot and the fights were beautiful, it was obvious that it would become popular.
Ahahah, laughing fun with her and the audience teasing it. I'm sure they'll find out who Primes are in the "main round".
That might be fun.
Put yourself on the shelf, and Futa thinks about it.
I don't know why I'm a seller, but if you're still contributing to Spectacular's sales, you don't have to ask me now.
That's how I decided to move to another place when Huta turned her heel.
"Ah, Futa-kun!
Apparently, they noticed.
I tried to wave my hand back, but the gaze of the guests who looked back at me all at once drew a little expression.
She continued to feel the shadow of a man on the idle side of the shop, and even the atmosphere that was not loosely seen.
"Great explanation today!! I really wanted to see the game too!
"You weren't watching the game...?
Futa glanced at the incomprehensible dialogues of the fencing idiot.
But before he could dig it down, the surroundings moved.
"Futa...? Explanation...?
"Description brother or me!!
"I didn't expect you to look like this!!
"Description Where's my sister's pasta if you have a brother!!!
"Description Aniki!! Description brother!!
"Nh, what is it!?
Unexpectedly step back around Huta, but the audience surrounds it.
That's it, Prim with zero words. That's not true, but unfortunately, the audience couldn't keep it between her and me.
Explanatory Aniki, Explanatory Aniki.
Even if the name has settled down for a while, I am surprised that everyone remembers it quite a bit.
"Yeah, sure, I've been talking a lot today."
Instead, he leaked his voice around.
--It was something I couldn't help it.
I've never been surrounded by so many people - at least by people like them.
"Narrator, I had fun today!!
"Yes, we're here every day for Prim, but it was fun today!
"Where's my sister Pasta!
"Explanation, brother, are you going to do the main election?
No, no.
With a thriving audience, Futa doesn't know how to deal with it.
I don't know if they're going to do it, but they smile and slap Futa on the shoulder, saying they're in a lot of mood.
Well, good luck with the tournament!
"It's been a big day, thanks to you."
"Where's my sister Pasta!
"What, unlike when I was explaining it, it's so pathetic!
Laughing funny, they pull as if they were satisfied.
I don't even feel like there was a man who kept looking for a baby girl with bloody eyes, but that's it.
Next to Futa, who couldn't help but be nervous about what was happening, Prim lowered the CLOSE sign to the store and walked in.
"You're boring me. Do you want to drink this?"
"What is this?"
"It's an exclusive Spectacular Juice! It's delicious! I don't really know how to taste it, so I just think it's grape juice."
Take a sip with the handed over iron cup. It was grape juice.
It feels artificial around the pasta, but it's just right to moisturize the dry throat.
"Thank you."
"Thank you for the conversation. It's a pretty busy day. Everyone said it was the most fun game today."
"Isn't that because it's three rounds?
"Well, I suppose that's true. But I've heard a lot from customers, too." Description, brother. "
Nana, Prim laughs fun.
She leaned against the wall of the shop and dropped her gaze on her legs.
That's the only job you can do.
"... is that okay?
"Ahahah. I see."
Tilting the grape juice, Prim nodded convincingly.
Without knowing its intentions, the lid curls its eyebrows.
But soon enough. The answer came out of her mouth.
"It's kind of like that when people say it's amazing."
"....."
There's a profession, so it's easy to understand. It's only natural that I'm better at things than people. "
That's why the shop job is tough, so close your eyes and don't look so bad.
What I am better at than others. Such a thing had to exist in the world.
Being unemployed. Futa knows very well how heavy it was.
That's why I didn't think I had any talent, and above all, this "commentary" is just a by-product of my efforts.
"I'm sure someone who's good at explaining is someone who speaks well. I wonder what Futa is. It's just a fact. It's just a fact. It's not wrong. If I were an athlete, I'd be better off with Futa than with some funny explanation of who I am."
It's not a hidden talent.
This "commentary" is no better for Futa than anyone else.
However, no one is better qualified than him in a single competition called sword fighting.
If you have more sword arms than Huta, can analyze your opponent more than him, and are still a "commentator" with a valve, Huta will be spared.
But the world is not so good.
Such a convenient existence does not come into being.
A "business owner" is a world in which a large number of people in a profession are born out of balance. After all, it's just a system created by the world.
That's why, for Fouta, this place is...
"--I 'll never admit it to the face."
Place the grape juice from on the assembly table.
Prim laughs.
"It's not like I'm not thanking the guy who gave you a place for a little while."
"... did you know?"
Well, there was something going on.
I remember the day of the attack on the Olba Chamber of Commerce.
Prim, who was visiting Wind, reunited with Pasta and Beatrice.
The content of the reunion was terrible, and even though Futa came only to think about the degree of agreement of interests.
Still, I expect a profit.
─ It was hard.
Recall Huta's words the day he first laid his blade in King's Landing.
Think back to his eyes on the day we last met in Colosseum.
It is no wonder that I am glad to see him now confused by people's preferences.
"Good luck, Aniki!"
"Do you want that to settle down..."
That's good, it's easy to call.
The same pleasant smile on the prime made Futa feel something.
"Thank you."
Yes, I did.
"I don't have much to do with it."
Prim laughed with joy.
Behind the stage, behind the gladiator.
There is a completely different exchange one day.
This king was born in Spectacular.