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

--It was raining that day.

An abandoned church on the northern edge of a lonely city that can only be used for rain dew.

In the auditorium, two girls were facing each other in the pouring rain.

Let's make a "contract." Don't kill people in the game. "

"I refuse. Will you not be able to resist me when I am about to be killed? Or... will you die in solidarity?

"I refuse that. It's troublesome when I'm in a game with you."

That's right.

Silver girl breathing lightly and golden girl paying for her hair.

The transaction carried by the silver girl was generally summarized as a story.

Instead of entering the tournament and preparing her position in this royal capital, a substitute for helping a silver girl plan.

For her, who was chased by a nobleman, it was a bargain she had no reason to refuse.

However, it is also a transaction that has no reason to accept the opposite.

Problem is - Huta is alone.

"I'm in trouble...."

That's right.

The golden girl throws a silver girl in front of her with a distressing gesture.

The woman in front of me is just teasing. I'm just shredding the room for concessions, just because I'm in trouble.

Then the golden girl held her fist.

"If I kill you here, will Futa fly?

"I have no reason to fight you right now."

……

If you shake it slightly, the simple words will return: "If you come to kill, run away." After that, they formed a crusade team, and I'm done.

A silver girl gently strokes her lips as if she were just saying it.

"If you progress to the main election, you will be able to win against the lid. Could you give me a hand?

"... it's not bad, but it's troublesome. Can you hit me in the first round? You can do that, right?

Because you are the organizer.

But when asked, the silver girl shook her head loosely.

The golden girl raised her eyebrows to a kind look.

"I want a champion, not a winner. We don't just feed it as an organizer."

"Why?"

"There's no reason to teach you that."

― ― Arena Spectacular.

"You've done a lot of rough work. It's a waste of time."

"Khihihi...!!

"Wow...."

"Two,"

The sight boils with cheers from the audience.

I grabbed it!?

A girl from the front shook her arm like a bear's nail.

Richter grabbed it with his left hand without Gladius.

Eyroon's expression smiled spookily and pleasantly as he raised his face.

Unexpectedly, Richter grabbed Gladius in his right hand.

Was it "Mad Eater"? Sure, if they attacked me in a disoriented position... what kind of a joke is this?

"Are you kidding?"

The right hand that tried to grasp. The left hand that holds it down.

The situation where the antagonistic force trembles and the equilibrium still collapses.

"Oniichan?

However, it was the lid that was standing out of the commentary seat watching the adhesion state with its eyebrows closed.

It's funny to think about it.

Richter grabbed the "Mad Eater."

Then why did Futa look so worried and try to jump out?

Was it unexpected that Mad Eater would be released?

"... oniichan, did you think that Richter was inevitable?

No, Richter is sensitive to killing. I don't think I can handle the "Mad Eater" flying from the front without any feints... just "

Just?

Yes. Richter, who has studied dueling and been on the battlefield many times, is sensitive to killing.

Conversely, surprise mopping, which does not consider killing or harming, will be eaten as a matter of course, so this may also be a natural enemy.

─ If it's sharp. I believe I'm still vigilant. "

Eh, what, that. Not yet. "

- You mean it's not over?

The audience's attention shifts to the equilibrium of the field, according to the inadvertent murmuring of pasta.

Gugu, the force pushing each other's adhesion, but when I was worried about how long it would last - there was movement.

At that moment, the cheer rose.

"Gh, ahhhhhh!!

The eye-rune, holding her arms - hanging from her hands and keeping her feet off the ground - quickly wrapped her legs around her like an octopus or something and tightened her neck.

Perfect articulation to the knee of the arm, as long as the strength of the arm that was being held at the same time is relaxed.

"Ahahahahahahaha!!!!"

Capriccio

Tighten your neck to make a triangle.

Pull with both arms and hold the reverse joint in your left arm.

─ The true value of the eye rune is this way.

This way......?

"Eilon B. Smiles was known for his intense technique of" Mad Eater ", but that's not what he really is. The number of drawers of physical moves. The strength of the eye rune is the only way to move from any situation to your own attack."

--I don't have the strength.

Even breathing is dangerous, and you are completely facing up, so you can't see the situation.

Severe pain in your left arm and the feeling of being grabbed. And given the strange weight that Richter himself feels, it seems premature to assume that he is completely obsessed with the eye rune.

But what the hell is going on?

How can this happen in an instant from where I was holding my right arm?

The last thing I remember was her soles approaching me.

I thought I avoided it, but it was entangled.

As soon as I wound up, my feet, which were no longer powerful, fell on their knees.

"Ahahahahahaha!!!

Then we have no choice but to compete with the rotation of our heads.

Feeling of limbs gradually losing power. It's the same thing with the right arm that grabbed Gladius.

Then I'll slash it into the "inside now".

- Well, I meant it.

─ As soon as he takes the joint, he should turn into an attack. Otherwise. "

Otherwise......?

"Ahhhhh...."

You lose the sensation of your left arm.

With the legs assembled around her neck, Eyroon turned her back like a pendulum.

With your left arm pulled back, your right arm also polarizes the reverse joint in the same way.

Richter's means of attack are stolen, as if he were a butterfly with his neck tightened and his arms completely removed, like a butterfly with its wings picked up.

"Here, this woman...."

"Tanoshi... Tanoshi...!!

"Hmm....?

Even now that I can't breathe, I can't forget my common sense mind.

When the mouth that wants air is puffed up, it moves unconsciously, and a shadow occurs in the vision.

It feels painful, filling up your head.

If you lose consciousness like this, you will be defeated.

It's just...

The corners of my mouth were unexpectedly loose.

This woman, "I don't know."

"I don't know what you mean... I don't know...!

Yes?

I can't tell from myself what she looks like.

But I don't mind anything.

- It's painful. I don't want to lose.

I'm sure he had more regrets than he has ever had.

Then it is He who covers it, and is noble.

"I'm sorry... but I won't forgive you even if you're a woman...!!

It is a man named Richter L. Klimbroom who is not getting his usual sweetness out at a time when he is deliberately saying that.

It is also the usual Richter L. Klimbroom at a time when you cannot do so unless you are prepared.

But still.

It is the pride of nobility to play the role that should be played at the time when it should be played.

"Ooooooo!!

The leap with the eye rune is left to the momentum of not thinking about accepting.

And the fall... from the back.

In other words, the eye rune is knocked down like a crush.

"- To the point where?

But his plan did not bear fruit.

It seems to have stopped for the eye rune, such as the behavior of a full-fledged, muddy body press.

Then release the limbs from the Richter's body and land from the hand spring to avoid falling.

In contrast, Richter fell from Moro's back.

"The aristocrats are covered in mud."

"Fuho... oh... no..."

A Richter who is also struck by a shock that can take his breath away.

But now the pain is gone.

"You're noble, so scratch your feet in the mud. Not to mention..."

Unbutton his shirt to loosen his neck, he says.

"If you want to save your family from drowning in bitter mud, of course."

"... my family"

Ah.

Raising one eyebrow and still holding his throat complaining of discomfort, he looks around the audience seat.

"I can't remember all the faces."

"What does it mean to be a family member?"

"Call me." Nobleman "means... Just, well. This time, he did something close to me. [M] I won't forgive you."

Blimey, Richter shakes Gladius in the wind.

An eye-opener staring at him like that.

"... you're arrogant. Everyone who insists on rights and neglects obligations."

"What do you want to say?"

"No, it's not a pleasant battle."

In a hostile environment that you can easily recall when you close your eyes.

Days when they robbed each other of leftovers under the same roof, devouring only the value of a "child" with no "occupation" or clumsiness.

A "nobleman" who had only exploited it often said "right."

"Anything is fine. I'm not interested in your pride or anything. I'm only interested in Gladius."

I see. It doesn't matter. "

And the man with the gladius in his arms told him.

"Tell me when you need help as a people."

─!

Together with a dull sound that twitches your teeth.

"What are you doing now?!!"

It's a penetration from a kick like a cobblestone.

Richter deals calmly with a fist that stands up at an incredible speed.

Shake Gladius and play it.

But...

"You can't repeat the same thing."

What?

Nocturnal Reminder

A neck breaker that wraps its arms around its neck and slams it into a cobblestone with momentum.

If it was a prime, it would have been a crucifix that Richter wouldn't have dealt with.

Again, he was shot at the neck, and Richter's spine fell to the ground.

Rolling Avoidance is the correct answer. An intense heel drop crushes where he has been.

Avoid his current shoe backs, which arose as the debris danced.

But...

Ahh, this again!!

I couldn't hear the voice of pasta screaming without thinking.

For Eyron, avoiding his feet is the only link to the next move. But... "

Capriccio

Gurun, your feet are twitching around your neck again.

Complete chalk sleeper with legs.

─ You can do the same thing over and over again.

Looking down at Richter, Futa murmured.

I don't have to tell you now.

Her "Capriccio" broke the bones of about five people's necks.

"Mad Eater" was never the only song that killed the opponent.

That's why the anxiety started, but Richter broke it down on his own.

Besides, if it seems to be provoking the eye rune, the corner of the mouth will loosen even as a lid.

However, the provocation is unconscious.

"Ooooooo!!

"Hmm!?

The moment Richter grabbed Gladius with both hands, he stabbed the sword with his eyes on his neck as if it were a blade.

Then, it is inevitable that the blade will reach the leg that is entangled before the neck.

Iroon, who noticed the smell, immediately untied the leg - but Gladius' blade sliced the thigh to the extent that it was never shallow.

"Nh!!!!"

Apart from the voiceless eye-rune, Richter still stands ready for the next attack.

Because that woman can't stop at "that much" pain.

Against that expectation, the attack on the Richter stopped.

Potah, potah. and the sounds of blood dripping.

Richter distorted his expression.

"Hey, Richter. Don't forget to keep it so cool."

Futa's voice, of course, does not reach Richter.

I can't stop seeing my own blood...

--Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha.