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

― ― Inside the arena spectacular. Personnel passage.

The sound of walking hits the cobblestone and resounds.

Unlike the fields and venues, this beautiful and smoothly maintained hallway was not open to anyone other than those involved or those in the privileged seats, and Futa felt a strange discomfort walking alone while feeling the noise outside.

It's not that hard to come out all the way to buy a drink.

The air with the girl next door somehow got worse. That's all I'm saying.

Otherwise, I couldn't help but stand up silently and ask Corona for a word.

She sighed slightly.

A few months ago, I'd have thought I was great just hanging out with that troublesome woman.

No matter how bad the air gets, we could have built a set of cold air and walls from here.

I said that knowing what Fouta thinks of Lilac. Her attitude is the only problem, and she shouldn't have any fault with herself.

The more you think about it, the less you know why you're making concessions.

That's why I was angry that it could be reopened.

"--This is my brother's first name commentary."

Are you serious? Explain, niisan, you're shitting me.

"Bill, Ben."

I finally raised my face with a voice.

I knew the guards were standing guard of the corridor.

But I didn't know it was these two.

Bill and Ben.

The three people who added Bob to the third match here are Guard Trio, who is already familiar to Futa.

This twin starts a weird dance with hayhay in one hand.

Around a turn older than Futa, they were becoming a good seniors or older brothers for Futa.

However, I've been used as a shield to escape the Primes, and I've been shown pitiful things.

Still, he worked hard to find the corona that disappeared one day, and he was very helpful in chasing after pasta the other day.

As guards, as defenders of the city. Instead of protecting people from outside enemies with a knife, he is doing his best to keep the King's Capital safe.

Those were the people who had a glimpse of who they were.

"I just came to get a drink."

"Really? It doesn't look like the wind."

"Then you just have to ask that maid."

Bill is a keen brother. Ben is a fast spinning brother.

They are good people, but since it is a combination of mediation as a guard and rumor lovers as city people, it is not kind enough to be left alone.

"If you're worried, tell us."

"I can do as much fun as you want."

"I'm not happy..."

It is a little sighing lid, but if you ask me, it is true.

I feel comfortable talking to Corona every time, and I don't feel comfortable holding the pasta on Lilac.

I decided to tell you the story because you really like me.

Nevertheless, we can't expose all of them.

My sister has the worst relationship with someone she cares about.

There must have been a lot of things, and not all the mistakes on the other hand.

I want to get along somehow, but I can't hear my sister.

Like that.

"Ha, pasta. Don't make your sister cry, okay?

"Maybe that's it. I don't like oniichan getting picked up by her."

"Is that her!?

In Futa's reaction, the twins looked at each other.

"Isn't it?

"That's all I hear."

"No, that's not... that's not who I'm dealing with."

"Hmm... well, whatever. I don't even know. She's a cuter pasta than the woman you like."

"I think you're happy to be loved by such a cute little sister."

"Hmm...."

These people are of no use.

Did you notice Futa's white eyes, which were so cut off? Bill exhaled.

"Ohhhhhhh. You said you'd do something about it."

"Leave it to your brothers. That's right."

The two of them, with their arms tied in a similar motion, flashed something at the same time.

"Give him a hug and tell him I love him. Speaking of sisters, women are women. If I don't know what you think is the most important thing, it'll give me some meditation."

"Apologize and find someone good for your sister. Speaking of sisters, women are women. If I can find my own encounter, it'll give me some meditation."

My opinion was very different.

Face-to-face twins obviously start gunning each other.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

"Hey, Bill, don't you think you can convince your real sister that you love her more than she does, Harlem?"

N-takora

"I'm Cora. You don't want to do this, Cola."

--Fouta's gone.

I had extra time, but this break was longer because it was lunchtime.

In the meantime, I erase all useless opinions from my head and decide to think for myself.

That's how you walk.

In a familiar voice, Huta stopped her foot.

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

"Hey, Corona. This length on the boulder...."

"But it was the princess who said she wanted to look colorful, wasn't it?

"That's true... and yet..."

Speaking of which, this is the waiting room for the next game.

Loosen your cheeks and the lid knocks lightly.

"Fouta."

"Fufu...!? Hey, wait a minute! Yes, just a little - ah, Corona, wait, wait, hey, what's with that face? It's obviously funny, please wait, wait, don't open it yet, change, change, really."

"Nooo... no!

The door that was opened was immediately after that.

"Ah...!!

Huta, who took in the maid who entered her sights, kept her eyes in the back of the room - it was her precious princess whose gaze crossed quickly.

"--Eh"

"Nooo... don't look..."

The appearance of Lilac who shrunk and crouched down - somehow, there was a lot of skin tone.

Though the torso is covered in fabric, white skin is exposed and glossy from sleeveless costumes. With a dress glove-like insert, the nails don't reach your elbows, and the mini-length skirt spreads softly to remind you of fairies.

Again, the body part hidden by the arm was also beautifully embossed - roughly not as dressed as the princess of a country.

It's just that if you swallow the raw saliva, you'll have no choice.

Hey

"Oh, no. What?"

"Don't you think the princess is pathetic!

"You put that on, didn't you?

"There are various theories."

"Don't make a branch in the reality in front of you...."

Leave the maid with a tingling, undamaged fist.

Fouta scratched her cheeks and told Lilac that she was deeply wounded.

"Well... it's so beautiful."

"This, this... is so lame..."

"There are many more gladiators."

"I... am a princess..."

"That was it."

"Are you done following me here!?

A shocked look on her lap.

Her cheeks as she raised her face were bright red and she could withstand feelings she shouldn't have.

Follow us.

It looks good on you, because I was impressed.

As a gladiator, it is certainly a beautiful, yet popular costume.

Her beauty and martial arts combined to make her the most popular gladiator in no time.

Nevertheless, it was different when asked how this appeared as a princess.

I don't say it's too complicated, but what do you mean?

The sacredness of Lilac was slightly diminished, and somehow enhanced her attractiveness as a woman.

Extra, Futa honestly feels a hard feeling to affirm.

So...

Well, no matter what you look like, Lilac is Lilac

I distracted my eyes and told them so.

The princess cannot be satisfied with the reaction.

"-Lu...!

"Master Lilac?

"Get dressed!! Take it off!!

"Ha, ha!

There is no alternative to obeying the words that shouted to embrace oneself.

Huta closed the door after leaving the appearance and the scene.

"What are you doing, I..."

He put his hand on his face and shook his head.

Make sure you don't notice that your hands were strangely sensing the heat.

― ― Arena Spectacular.

Well, well!! Did you have lunch? Have you finished your meal break? Did you go to the bathroom? It's time to start the third match!! For the second half of the day, everyone's aim is the best!!

Spin the words like a pasta with its hands on the magic device next to the back of the foot.

Scatters and leaps in battlefield characters.

The card I saw again was the name of a princess everyone knew. And Bob.

I don't know if it will excite me, but the pasta sounds confidently with its troubled face.

"Therefore, the 1st Martial Arts Competition is held to commemorate the construction of the Arena Spectacular, hosted by King's Capital Eisenhalt!! ― ― This is the third match!! Athlete admission!!

As a result of the lunch break, the audience's heat dissipated slightly.

Although there is an intense card called Lilac M. Fangini, the first entry is from the qualifiers.

Her arms show how much spectacular the audience feels and how much she can pull back into the battlefield.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- However, when I saw the feeling from the neighborhood, I realized that this was the important place.

Beyond the game at the dawn of the lunch break, and the fact that every game is random, you have to think about the wording from yesterday when the combination of the adrib and the game is decided.

And then...

Pasta was not a "business owner" who failed to prepare carefully.

The entrance gate blows a lot of smoke.

Everyone is familiar with the appearance of guards (police officers) who emerge from the crowd with the sound of explosions.

A martial arts man walking around with a pleasant smile on his exotic brown skin.

The appearance is not flamboyant, but a strange love and envy gathered together by the audience.

─ I dare to call him this. The most luxurious man in the world. "

Speaking of introductory announcements, the audience was agitated by something.

First of all, the arm that scratches the inclination is a word of boulder, but Futa doesn't know what to say.

"The opponent is the only one everyone knows, no, everyone wants to fight her. In fact, everyone gathered in this spectacular club would have visited the land to see where she was fighting at first glance."

Pivot of the promotion.

The focus of the martial arts tournament in Spectacular is undoubtedly "her."

Match up with her from the first round, where everyone knows it. Many samurai would have wanted this.

Oh, that's why everyone thinks he's the most luxurious man in the world. In that case.

Only four people passed the qualifying round. Given the number of participants in the qualifying round, the number of tickets is too small. I think everyone will know the magnification when they think there's only one person who can hit her from the first fight. "

1 in 2000.

The samurai who took one of those pieces was the guard.

As soon as she realizes so, she tells.

But

In the opposite language, the audience looks up.

When the first match came to her, he scratched his head and said. Oh, my God. He said he had it. Happily, but with light luck. "

On purpose, the spectacular shake.

Many people will have come to see her.

Many samurai would have wanted to make contact with her.

But...

The man who got a ticket that he wished he still couldn't get finished with a "Oh, my God."

A live voice that vibrates to tear through the venue.

I overheard it. I thought you knew who you were dealing with. He laughs at me when I hear he's the strongest man in the kingdom!!

A moment of silence is their proof to the left that they hear.

─ It was only because it was the finals that I was able to see the eye rune!!

Bob, what the fuck!? You idiot!! Dew and disappear the twin voices screaming.

"She" in the first match, Iroon in the finals, he brazenly said it was the best!!

A splitting curse blows out the spectacle.

He went up to the battlefield, but he scratched his head like a light and gave it to you.

Oh, I see. Everyone thinks this is it.

This man is full of tokens until the final! I only see "she" as the front seat!! Let's introduce you again!! The world's most luxurious man!! Bob!!

--The most luxurious man in the world.

Fouta was thinking about one person and whether this was also a kind of villain (heel).

Well...

He bundled all the emotional directions of the audience, and the pasta jumped up on top of it, telling him so with momentum.

In the white smoke of the right hand gate that blows up instantly, Spectacular transforms the red of anger into the heat of vision, leaving the floating emotions intact.

The raised silhouette has a fine and beautiful body line.

Short boots that cover your ankles quietly create ripples in the earth on raw feet drawn from the smoke.

In a moment, the color of the world dyed her silver.

In such a finished world, where even the sunlight changes color from warm to white without hesitation. The fighting spirit of the silver world, which pours down without blowing, quietly and coldly penetrates to lead the audience's mind.

─ You don't need an explanation.

I told her not even to defy the air, but to moisturize her.

And, and the silver that appears with the sound and the footsteps.

"Everyone, please wait. The highlight of the First Martial Arts Games. The first swordsman of the kingdom will appear here."

The appearance that comes out of the white smoke is different from both the qualifying ceremony and the opening ceremony of the main tournament. It looks like a gladiator. It is cute, beautiful, and even glossy.

A fighter costume with exposed limbs that does not disturb your hair as instantly as in the silver world.

Though skirts can reach the knees, standing majestically behind Konzesh is probably the most popular gladiator you don't know about the princess.

"Be the First Princess of the Kingdom, host the tournament, the best user"

Bring your foot to the battlefield and you'll feel a strange gaze on your lower body.

Tickling and smiling, she lowered her head like she was in a hurry when she turned her gaze.

Looks like we know who we're dealing with - but it's still a fight.

"Be fair, I swear I will not blame you for your weapons."

"Ha, yes!! Please!!

To celebrate this day, the organizer devoted her time and effort. No one in the royal castle knows about it. She was most anxious for the day, as everyone wanted.... let's get started! The Festival of Dreams, the end of battle, is here!

It is a phrase that overlaps with the opening words that the actual girl said.

Here comes Princess Lilac M. Fangini!!

A princess waves her hand gently to the live voice.

Explosive cheers are the best today.

Opening of the festival. We finally made it to this place.

Rather than aim, the time and effort spent on it is by no means a one-sided effort.

It is only for the sake of purpose that she stands now.

The main election, the third match. Her Royal Highness Princess Lilac M. Fangini versus Bob!! Match started!!

Shall we begin?

Looking at the explanatory seat, she groaned with emotion - again, she drew her sword at the guard in front of her.

Instantly, a blowing snowstorm attacked Bob.