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

The next morning, the Arena Spectacular.

The audience is already overcrowded. The support for the athletes who survived the qualifiers echoes in the field.

Apart from the "roaring cheers" that were often expressed during the Colosseum, do you feel that there is a lot of gentle cheering because of the national nature, or do you not yet have that much heat?

Although it was impossible for Futa to judge, as long as he looked around behind from the commentary seat, he could not see any vacancies.

I don't think that's what Fouta and Pasta do.

It's easy if guests come back in a day.

There must be a lot of coincidences and a lot of measures overlapping, so we can keep customers in.

And just like yesterday, we'll do our best to make the people who came here think that it was "fun" and "want to come again".

"... fuu"

I exhaled.

It was certainly popular yesterday. But it's just a commentary, brother.

--There's a match today.

Not champion Fouta, but his first match as Fouta Pomodoro.

I already know my opponent.

On top of that, can I contribute to this spectacle?

Relationships with people you should trust remain unrepaired.

But...

"I want to make my victory his victory. No, we want to win."

That feeling is real.

I'm sure you won't believe me with your mouth, so I'll have to show you with my actions.

Demonstrate by action.

It has been piled up many times since it came to King's Landing.

Gu, I turned forward.

Battlefield is unattended.

But there was a letter that came up on the field.

"Opening Ceremony of the Games"

Make sure everyone in the audience looks around the field. Slowly the letters kept spinning around the center of the battlefield.

I'm sure that's the magic of the court wizard.

Huta still didn't know who Lilac was working with.

I wonder if I'll ever see you again.

"Ah, oniichan, I'm sorry I'm late."

It was then. The fluffy red-haired girl sat in her seat in a flowing motion.

I'm a little surprised you're already in play mode.

Nevertheless, there will be others who are paying attention differently from the first day.

Words that interact casually in a conversation don't mean that you can't see the play through gestures and expressions.

Fortunately, Futa doesn't have to act that far, but her efforts are ruined by her hypersensitive reaction to every single shot she makes.

Yes, just calm down a little and look next door.

I was preparing to scroll under the jacket and check the magic device.

When she noticed her gaze, her pale eyes looked back with only her eyes.

"What's wrong, oniichan? Good luck today."

Futa nods with her eyes closed for a moment.

"--ahh"

Apparently. Today - or from today. They won't take off any masks in this place.

Have you decided that subtle air is better than passing it around? Or to maintain a clear sense of distance as a business partner.

In any case, the sensitivity of the lid, which felt strong against the wall, was probably not wrong.

"Are you nervous already? Strange oniichan."

She was already out of sight as she continued her friendly conversation with her brother and sister. as if they were intentionally eliminated.

--This is just a fake friendship.

--This distance from you.

Huta narrowed her eyes slightly to convey such a straightforward behavior.

Certainly, even if you say your thoughts, they will not be conveyed, and you will be beaten down for bullshit.

But if you decide to do it, it will be true later.

I did the same thing all the time.

Let's go get our wins.

― ―

The reply was ignored in earnest.

But apparently, the emotions were shaken.

For a moment, Futa didn't miss an uncomfortably distorted corner of her mouth.

"Here, your princess's speech begins."

For some reason, Futa was relieved by the danger contained in the sentence.

I don't think he's been completely shut out yet.

"It's not just me."

That's why I held my hand against the magic device.

We're all set.

─ Ladies and gentlemen, it's better than a good day.

Here, the soft smile of compassion gathers the public consciousness to herself in an instant.

Aside from being in full play mode with all the sisters, the girl moves in the battlefield where Futa stares.

Wearing it is not a dress like the opening ceremony of a martial arts tournament, but a light armor that I love to use in practice with Futa.

The audience noticed the rise of Konzesh on their hips.

She has a match today, too.

That's why cheering accelerates. Just a word of greeting, too much.

Responding to the audience's heat, she waved her hand for a while, telling her that she was in a bit of trouble.

Um, it's time to talk about it.

In a moment, the air begins to soften. Wherever the heat goes, you stare at the lovely princess.

Her tongue rushes into the void.

"Arena Spectacular, 1st Martial Arts Competition. There were a lot of obstacles before the event, and even before this election."

She puts her hand on her chest.

Futa noticed it before her. I mean, it's just the other side of the premium seat. Conrad was formerly lined up in the place where nobles, kingdom councillors, and investors were invited.

Naturally, he doesn't appear.

But the nobles nodded deeply as if they agreed with her.

Many obstacles. The first thing I can think of is a serial killer.

─ Now that the case has been resolved, I can tell you as well. As a matter of fact, there have been some bad people in King's Landing lately who are shaking the peace. "

People who have heard of it explain it face-to-face to strangers next door.

Strangers look around and look for someone they know.

Bad people, disturb the peace. When I hear this, if I say to King's Landing that I don't care more than I am now alive, I will lie.

"Because of this, the tournament was pushed to the brink of suspension. The decision must be made two days before the start of the qualifying round. If it had been discontinued, it would have been a terrible disappointment for those who travelled from afar. - I couldn't forgive it."

Gu, hold her chest tight and look at her with a serious expression.

Well, unlike in the game before you, it sounds good without shouting.

Pasta, whilst faint inside, made a scary expression about yesterday and sat down a bit.

If we put profits on the balance, we'd better keep her on board.

Poor pasta. I won't miss a sympathy note.

So I tried my best to catch the bad guy. As a result, further aristocrats reported that they had been "caught". I was relieved and was able to hold the qualifiers!

Oh, and the audience stopped.

--Oh, sure.

His achievements were well publicized here in the main election.

As he wished.

But...... it was a trap laid by him. "

As the storyteller sat down and spinned the story into the lake on a quiet night.

Her words permeate this audience.

It was yesterday. It will be new to your memories. --Pasta Pomodoro, who bought me a fact sheet, was targeted by the bad guys, no, the bad guys. "

The plural that came here.

Whatever that means, twisting their necks doesn't mean they have the answers.

I haven't heard anything about yesterday.

When we joined Fouta Pomodoro in search of her sister, there was truth waiting for us.

It puts a beat.

A silent audience.

Bad people ─ No, let's just say it this time. The man who was named a "killer" wasn't actually caught. No, that's all, she was an unjust crime. "

"Nevertheless, the noble man who asked me to stop the murderer's visit and combat tournament had just heard that he had been captured - he was going to impersonate her for what he had done and dispose of her behind his back."

She could have hated the kingdom - no. They were arranged to be indiscriminate killers. It is not strange to let anger do anything. I saw her save Pasta Pomodoro from distress. "

"Her name will be laid to rest at her own request."

When you get here, everyone will notice the story that was happening behind King's Landing.

It's like a hero.

And naturally, anger turns to the "nobility" who repeatedly likes it all.

I understand your anger. I wonder if it is the evil of being a nobleman who should protect his country. I just don't know. Please listen to me. His work at Conrad A. Eastwood is the responsibility of our royal family, who governs the nobility. "

The real name leaked out while murmuring depressingly.

But, Dad! Follow your father, nobles, not like this! That's why I'm telling you the truth now!

Please believe me. Conrad's captive family, the Eastwood family, has a long history in the kingdom. It is not surprising that he tried to dispel the leaking scandal. But neither your father nor any other nobleman did. He confronted King's Landing honestly and mercilessly smashed the frenzied killer into one of the roofs that had supported the country for many years. It's a sincerity to you. "

Yesterday's day accelerates persuasion.

There was nothing I could do.

"Somehow," confused Conrad flipped all his claims and began to argue that everyone was a princess trap.

Undoubtedly, she is a "rapist" and she was only framed.

I'm gonna get out of his house screaming like that. I'm gonna get a bunch of torture equipment and bodies.

If I had testified properly, I wouldn't have been able to hold him up so much yesterday today, and it's terrible.

Above all, the king, who hated her awakening as a "rape boy," and the aristocrats who were chewing sweet juice with the princess behind them all abandoned Conrad.

At the same time, the wealth and assets of a famous house called the Eastwood family can be suppressed, which is very delicious.

So, yes. "Thanks to this, the tournament was successfully held."

Is that gratitude to the royal nobility and the audience?

Or...

"Many innocent people will continue to be troubled by a small number of evil people. That may be the case. But King Capital wants to come together and confront the threat. I am very sorry that we have caused you anxiety due to our fault this time."

I would also like to offer my prayers to those who have died in this matter. Please take this opportunity to sing harmony. "

Some of them will have lost someone they know. Many children were captured and killed in King's Landing.

There are such emotions as remorse, anger, and so on.

That's why I'm here.

No matter how much lilac you call it, you don't do anything to get this calculated.

A girl who was played and slaughtered by nobles. Have you confronted it in your childhood?

I'm sure the answer is no.

That's why Lilac M. Fangini will never forgive Eastwood.

"Six flowers of mourning will not bring the gospel to the underworld."

After finishing the Kingdom's prayers, Lilac exhaled once.

"Thank you for hanging out with me. ― ― Now let's switch to the main event!!

A cry from the princess outside.

You will never be able to switch from the current immediately, but nature and air will relax even more than the top-most man said.

There's no need to cheer it up right away.

Gradually fill this spectacle with heat.

Let's explain the rules. The tournament method is 1 on 1. Match combinations are drawn in advance, but there will always be a clash between qualifiers and rewards in the first round. "

Hearing the name of those who passed the qualifiers, their majesty rises to the hearts of the spectators.

I mean, I have a match today too.

As I recall, the venue starts to raise its voice to the words of the smiling princess.

Please wait until the time of the match to introduce the people in the incentive scheme. I'm sure Pasta Pomodoro will be doing well again today. "

Pasta looks back with a vague smile when she realizes she's caught her attention.

I was afraid of yesterday, but I'll do my best to get my job done.

With such a smiling nine-year-old (fake), the gloomy air of Spectacular has been completely erased.

- Come on!!

One voice.

Again, focus your attention on the field with the echoing voice.

With the voice of Lilac pointing his fist up, all the tricks of the spectacular outer wall are activated. Explosive heat and light envelop the venue.

This is the beginning of the main tournament!!

An unbeatable cheer echoed to King's Landing.

The timing at which Lilac left the field almost simultaneously.

This time, the spectacle was filled with bright, lovely sounds that were different from Lilac's clear voice tone.

Come on oniichan oniichan!! The tournament is starting!!

That's right.

Mmm, oniichan, what's so exciting!! Are you a little tired? Are you okay?

No, that's not true.

I see. You ran around looking for me yesterday. I'm sorry. "

Is that what you need right now?

Even after yesterday's accident, the girl who behaves well and her brother-in-law are tired despite being desperate for her sister.

In that composition, the audience is still on the side.

Pasta raised her voice as cheers gushed up to cheer her up.

Now!! Oniichan, we already have a match card on hand!! The first match is about to start!! Slowly!!

My sister speaks up.

At the beginning of the first match, Spectacular air finally flourishes towards the gladiator.

Measuring the heat and adjusting to maximize just before the match, the pasta chooses a word to hit.

─ What game are you seeing today?! No, I'm sure it's all amazing, but tell me about oniichan's excitement!!

Description: Aniki's favorite.

His game was never good, not to mention his credibility in words and deeds, which had not been built up in just one day.

As early as possible, the stock of the commentary brother was already a snail among people who were confident in things such as gladiators and fighting.

There are actually a lot of people listening to him, mainly the old man who was thriving at yesterday's shop.

The highlight of the main election. I can assure you. "

That's a promise from him.

Glittering spectacle.

"Eh, which one?

Pasta is not the only one who wants to know which one is like a toddler.

That is why her role was necessary.

This is the first game we're going to play.

I'm telling you now.

Even the pasta that knew the contents was muttering "wow" again on the match card that was projected with magic on the field.

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― ― The main election, the first match.

Iron B. Smiles vs Prim Lancaster