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

Game over ─!!!! Winner, Huta Pomodoro!!!

The words touched my ears.

Looking back on the ragged audience seat. White sighs and the opponent's frustrated eyes.

How about that?

"I won!!

"Aniki, it's so expensive!!

"Izna lost!!

Just hear me out, this amount.

Their voices are infinite, if they can't hear them, if they just turn into noise.

Oh, this is how it feels to be cheered on.

Is this the feeling that gladiators are to be praised for their victory?

When I stood up in the explanatory seat, I didn't know. It is the cheer that can be smashed into this body.

They call it a praise for gladiators.

……

I raised my face.

He lowered his hammer axe without force and just looked around with a stick.

The first person I saw was, of course, the challenger before me.

"--I lost."

Ah.

"... I don't know what to say to you."

"I don't know."

Looking down at the big rolling man, Huta shook her head.

Futa doesn't know what kind of promise Mochisuke and Izna made.

That's why I couldn't tell him the answer.

I just saw the training trajectory.

I know how hard they worked to defeat Futa.

I'm not going to say the right thing.

There was only one thing I could tell Futa.

"I'll be waiting any minute."

― ―

Praise and comfort will vanish.

Fight again. Wait for the chance to fight again when you are ready.

That was the only word I could say to Izna.

"Hah...."

But...

That was enough.

Ah.

Staggered gazes are instantaneous.

It was the audience seat that jumped from Izna into Futa's view.

After the Fouta game was over, the seats were full, and everyone kept an eye on the field.

What a pleasure it is. How I wished.

End of the horizon. Golden second chamber found in a high position in the general guest seat.

It only seemed to be about the size of a bean grain, but I still waved my hand enough for Futa.

She smiled at the girl who looked back with pleasure, and Futa gazed around at the guest seat.

And finally, I looked at the explanatory seat.

Richter seems to be talking about something, but there it is.

The girl next door smiled with her nose as she looked at Futa.

Raise your mouth angle with that woman.

Fouta finally found another girl at the edge of her vision.

The general entrance where the lid comes out. One person is waiting with his back against the wall in the dark that cannot be seen from the audience seat.

Huta stepped straight into the gate with her chest up and into an athlete's aisle.

Dear Lilac,

"... you did it."

Standing in front of her gently smiling, Huta lowered her head.

"Thanks to you, I was able to get here."

"My power is not so great. It must be you and Beatrice."

It's Lilac-sama's extraction too.

"Really? I'm not sorry to hear that."

With a common mouth that still sounds cheerful, the two speak together.

Lilac shook his fingers with a playful smile.

"How does it feel to receive your wish?"

"... it's still fluffy and I don't really understand. It's just... really like a dream."

"Is that so?"

I nodded gently.

Eye to eye, she turns her heel back.

"Unfortunately, your expedition ends tomorrow."

"I can't lose either."

"You said that, right?

"Yes"

Lilac's small, laughing eyes are serious.

"I have a lot to do in my life. The sooner you realize your dream of becoming a champion, the better. - Do you understand? I won't forgive you.

"Forgiveness...?"

"Yes, with all my strength, I will beat you. Then let's applaud the sky you look up."

The fist he grips and the words he speaks are true.

For the first time, Futa felt it. Applause. She enjoys it as a matter of course.

He is about to receive a big cheer after defeating Huta, who no one has ever accomplished.

Strangely enough, if it could be her, I'd think so.

I'm not going to lose, but if anything happens - I'm sure Spectacular will be fascinated by an explosive boom that Futa has never heard of before.

Applause, huh?

"Yes"

Certainly, you won't win if you compete there.

while thinking about things like that.

I think Huta is walking alongside the girl next door.

After all, Lilac is really trying to beat Futa.

I don't play games for eight hundred years.

"The match card was a trick, right?

"Yes, otherwise, I won't hit you in the semi-finals."

That's right.

……

Ji, and gaze.

What is the question right now? The eyes look at something mysterious, but they immediately convince me that it has dissolved.

"Oh, say this to the person who really did. If I play, I will do something about the likelihood that Eilon and I will hit from the first battle."

"Ah, haha"

Lilac snorts boringly at Huta, who can only laugh bitterly.

"I can't believe you even thought that."

"I didn't think Master Lilac would set up a match card."

"How did it work?

"Eh!?

Lilac puts his index finger on his mouth to keep an eye on Utah.

Like a kid who teased but succeeded.

"I'm just saying that I'm going to finish the Fouta game."

"Dear Lilac...."

"Fufu. How was your last program today?"

Oh, this guy really is.

─ Human beings are not slaves to "profession". You've fascinated me with it. "

"Being human, I'm bound to my profession. However, being a" business owner "does not make you a business owner. Excellent" managers "are working hard to that end. This world that cleans it up with the benefits of" profession "-"

I remember what she said one day.

Now, an "unemployed" gladiator applauds.

I'm sure that would be a pleasure for her, too.

"It was the best time."

"That's good."

Face to face. I smiled softly, neither way.

When the man who was applauding in the battlefield finally raised his face.

It was quite ridiculous to look at the audience seat with a look that was clearly unfamiliar with the loud cheers.

Why isn't he so resistant to the habit of being a champion?

Thank you very much! I wonder if you're much more impressed there than in the audience seat screaming.

- You're an idiot.

That's what the winner looks like.

And even though you know that the "villain" line hasn't vanished, you still have a pretty friendly attitude with the loser.

I could have yelled at you.

Don't do anything that goes against the "management" policy, just like the lower end of the Chamber of Commerce.

But...

I couldn't do that for some reason.

I gently rubbed my eyes and raised my face.

That's just the time. He and I met each other.

I said I didn't intend to get used to each other. I said I didn't intend to reduce the distance any further.

He's a man of no choice. Nevertheless, it was true that it was unnatural if I did not respond as a "sister".

In the meantime, I smiled with my nose.

Nothing, this is not the end. It was today's climax, but not today's.

Try to tell yourself that.

Still, she wondered whether it was different not to praise him for making cheer her own.

The winning smile solidified as he raised his right hand, holding a cuddly toy, and tried to answer him with his thumb up.

He is already heading towards the commuter's entrance with his feet far too fast.

Beyond that, a girl.

In a moment, I felt a terrible feeling getting cold.

--Well, that's right.

What are you doing alone?

The feeling of being caught in cold water, however, is enough to tell yourself, "That's good."

She quietly lowered her raised arm slowly.

- Night, in the pasta.

"I didn't know that!!!

The two of them raised their faces and said a word to Reef, banging on the dining room table and staring at Futa and Pasta.

"I wasn't asked."

"He didn't ask."

"On the contrary, how can I ask!!

The feeling of squeezing the sleeve of Reef screaming through the corner of his mouth.

"What the hell!

Looking at it, one of the maids took a boxing pose for some reason.

"You're a bonus!"

"You know what? That's not true! How do you know a man like this can beat Izna!!

"You don't have enough experience, boy...."

"Who the hell are you!!

"The maid is a displaced gladiator....."

"Oh, no, no. Seriously?

Nnawaka

"Hataosu!?

Even the maid's false judgment became suspicious because of Futa.

If a man like this is a gladiator, it's no wonder the maid is a gladiator.

If I thought so, it was a maid's idea.

"The maid is actually stronger than you...!

A maid who stands loosely.

"Even a gladiator will lose."

"What do you think? The maid uses magic skillfully...!

"Nah, magic - uhh, lie!

I look at Fouta like I'm asking for help, Reeves.

"I'm serious."

"Are you serious!?

A maid who starts his fist with a shadow that he specializes in, with his eyes open in astonishment.

But...

"It's a handy guy for basic chores."

"Shishishishi shishishi"

"Wow... I missed you..."

"Why do you say that, Master Futa... even though I wanted to play more at Reef?"

"Don't play alone, you fucking maid...!!

Reef sighed heavily and noticed.

I don't give a shit about Reef, they're looking at me.

One of them, staring at us with her cheek cane, turned her face.

"... what's the matter, loser?"

"Ma'am!?

"Hey, Pasta, your predecessor's in trouble."

"You look fine, so it's not good. It's not worth caring about."

"That's all you got to say, man!?

There is certainly no sense of sadness in Reef's sighing expression.

The regret of losing the tournament is still strong. The arrangement of emotions was only after it had already been done in the arena.

"But I'm sorry about the pasta. I couldn't win."

"It's arrogant to apologize. I didn't say anything about winning."

I see.

Apologies for your determination this morning, because you are not discouraged.

It was kicked lightly, and Reef remembered.

Good luck at best. I'll see to it.

"Whoa... I won't lose"

I was right when I was told. and.

Nevertheless.

Instead, I'd rather be discouraged.

"... isn't pasta feeling better?

"Everything's fine. Everything's normal."

"Really?

I'm not feeling well, I'm not feeling well.

I somehow lack energy. That impression.

Reef leaned her head to wonder if she was still tired.

Normally, I don't feel like scolding Lost Reef a little more.

Calling me a loser wasn't enough, but it wasn't particularly damaging.

If you're a little worried that you're not feeling well, keep an eye on your brother.

He was a little concerned, too, and pulled his chin slightly.

Well, then, you'll be fine.

I'll leave the rest to my brother. Yes, Reef missed one.

Though the mind was organized, the body was already at its limit.

The Riffy Leangrid tournament ended here.

Go to bed early today - we'll be fine again tomorrow.

Yeah, but... I'll change my pillowcase tomorrow.

Because it is different to throw up when it is sorted out.