― ― Inside the arena spectacular.

A chairman's office at the far end of the stakeholder corridor.

Organiser and Spectacular Manager.

This tournament was challenged with more than the first princess.

However, the result as a samurai closed in the form of a semi-final defeat.

……

, and placing a pen.

I knew that I would run out of energy today, whether I win or lose.

So work is minimal. Really breathe through only a few documents.

It's dark outside the window.

Most of the staff would have left this spectacular behind.

That's why you don't have to hide your melancholy expression.

I was sorry. I was sad. Everything came out in the back.

Nevertheless, it does not degrade the princess at all, nor does it produce any shards of its nature. Where there is no influence on the operation of the spectacular club itself, is it a product of careful preparation from before the match?

Nevertheless, it is my own ground that must not be shaken.

From her point of view, such a thing is "obvious." It's a problem before winning or losing.

So what she has now is a clear "defeat" suffering.

For the first time in my life, I was defeated from the front.

I didn't know it was going to be so painful, sad, and painful.

If you look up at the stained ceiling, the white stickers look like canvas and today's game plays a lot.

The audience's enthusiasm is still in my ear.

I can't remember what happened today.

No, I shook my head a little bit. It was then.

Looking at heaven, she turned her gaze back to the front.

White brim jumped out in front of the desk.

There is no lethality, and I hardly know anyone who enters the room on his own.

On top of that, this headdress.

Mmm

Along with the cries, the face came out.

"... why were you crouching?"

"Try to hide!

"I could see my head."

"Did you see it? I wonder if humans can't see their own heads."

……

I don't know if I'm finished with my work.

A rude person riding on a tidy desk.

She murmurs as she hangs her legs wrapped in the white tights.

Something's wrong.

"What is it? I'm in the way of work."

"It's over."

……

"There's more to this story than that!

Lilac pushes her cheeks deeper into depression as she approaches her face.

Uyah

"I never forgave my rudeness."

"What? I'm your friend."

Someday, I had a contract.

At the end of her term, she chose death.

But it wasn't that easy, and I pulled my arm back, and I was able to find three places.

At that time, we will not enter into another "contract".

She was dating without a contract to try her "friendship."

That's true.

"... so?

Nfu

A maid who is delighted not to be denied "friends".

……

"Oh, wait! Don't go home!

It was a short friendship.

"Wow, it's not as spared as hair!

It is ridiculous to stand on a desk chair and hold onto a lilac trying to leave.

But neither those who laugh at its funny nature nor those who marvel at the unexpected side of the princess are here.

It is only then that she stops her feet.

"What is it? I..."

"Don't you feel like going out with someone like this?

"... if you know, isn't it a bad hobby?

"... well, I guess so."

Keep your hands on Lilac's hips and hanging on.

However, it was different from the previous one, and it was a moist murmur that seemed to leak the truth. That's enough emotion to stop Lilac from leaving like this.

"Is there anything you want to say?

"I have something to say. I have nothing to say."

……

"It's okay, it's okay now."

When you sift and shake your head, the two chambers of gold stuck to your head shake in the same way.

Lilac, who looked down at her like that, and her cuckoo eyes were intertwined.

"Princess is bad."

― ―

I didn't know what you were talking about.

Her uncommonly stiffened expression stabbed Lilac in the heart in addition to her thoughts.

No matter what you say from anyone, your heart suddenly comes inside and stabs you.

Even if you swallowed a chunk of stone, it hurts so much that you can't breathe one breath up.

Well then, the princess. I think you worked hard for this tournament. Don't put your maid in your hands, Master Huta. I've done everything right. "

When it comes to whether Corona is useful for direct operation, it can be said that it is not.

I would be able to help with administrative work, but not enough to convert it into combat power.

But Futa was different.

The first time I invited him as a diner was in anticipation of his arm.

It would certainly have been better for you to go along with your own adjustments to the tournament.

But I didn't, for one thing.

As a hidden card in the tournament, it was decided that it would be better not to be near Lilac, and one more thing.

Because I wanted to focus on each other when I fought him.

No matter what kind of competition an athlete plays, even if he or she is close enough to get used to each other before the fight, his or her performance will drop.

Lilac was right to say that he hated it, both as a samurai and as an organizer. Take it from each other.

But...

"You didn't think I'd get along?

The word was heavy.

Bite your lips and hold your arms. The technique and the words that don't come out right away.

That was enough for Corona.

"Even the maid felt like something. But don't you think it can't be helped?

"... what is it?"

"The princess forgave me. It's not like noodles."

"But... what about her?"

"I certainly hated it, but... Ah, if you think so, it's the maid's fault."

Sometimes the two of them were at odds.

Besides, I've been on a consultation with Futa.

Both of them were bad, and Corona made her eyes look like a mark, huh, groaning.

Lilac also understood what her words meant.

It's been a long time, I can predict.

Corona tells Lilac that she shakes her head small.

"That's why you can't tear it apart."

"... I..."

"Noodles are good. I've never been on my side. Like a princess, she didn't live strong alone. I've been losing forever, and I've been wandering around on the ground... saying it myself."

……

I kept losing.

Corona knows how that word resonates with Lilac today.

"The kid. In front of me - if I lose to a very strong princess. Well, that's Mr Fouta. I'll reach out. Because noodles are dreams."

The words could not be continued until the end.

"I made it happen!!

"... princess"

With a crying face, she screamed.

--That's true. Beatrix is the best solution for Futa's dream.

I wrote to her thinking that she was better off out of my reach.

I want him to reach my dreams.

"I'm the one who made it happen... why did I do it..."

You could have said that.

Giggle. The strength of my arms, which were still spinning around my hips, increased.

If you're going to cry, that's fine.

But sadly, today's Lilac has no more health.

Without any force, she fell from her knees to the carpet.

The murmured words were heard well by Corona.

"Futa is mine....."

"That's right. That's right."

That was Lilac's eroded thoughts.

"... but... It's the princess who couldn't tell Futa that."

……

"I'm not saying that Mr Huta is not bad. But the princess can't come. As a pervert or something?

"Ugh...."

"But that's all."

Pom.

Crouching down touched her head with her eyes aligned.

Blurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

"Don't you understand."

I was paid.

Lilac leaned her neck to Corona, who swelled her cheeks with disgruntlement.

That's all. What does that mean?

"The princess doesn't think the maid is wrong."

"Corona"

"I don't think it fits."

……

I can't tell lies about how I feel.

It is up to the two of us to decide whether it is right or not.

"But the maid thinks you shouldn't get people involved or do dangerous things there."

"... you..."

The murmuring lilac was looking up, and the usual maid smile seemed to float happily.

I asked without thinking. You are.

"Whose side are you on?

Lilac's ally, as long as he made friendships. It's not like that.

Well, if you're on Futa's side, I'll tell you how I feel about Lilac.

If you're on the side of Beatrix, it's not the same.

On your side? Such a man can't choose to harm himself.

Well, she's worried.

"I'm not on anyone's side."

But...

"The maid doesn't want to be anybody's enemy."

Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh.

Lilac, who was stunned for a moment, smiled in trouble.

"Is that so?"

Yeah...

I thought it was a good dialogue.

Soon after I thought it was something I had decided to say.

Hekuchi

"... it won't tighten."

"Shh, shh, shh!... heck"

Ah, yes. And Corona told Lilac something, as she remembered.

Then she blows it out small.

"... that was also suggested to Futa."

"Ah, after all, Futa's best friend is a maid!

"Nothing."

"What about it?"

- The next morning, in the pasta.

"... no, what is this?"

A pasta that makes the corners of your mouth twitch.

Wake up in the morning and say good morning to the stuffed animal.

Get dressed and wash your face. I got my hair fixed and came to the dining room.

The usual routine ends suddenly, however, looking at what's lined up in the cafeteria.

Hello, Victim Two.

So who's number one?

"Maybe it's me...."

"Ah yes... you died alone?

A light reward with a attractive smile.

There was nothing I could do about it.

What was in front of them...

"I like it!!

A messy amount of breakfast to think of as a noble dinner.

"What a finale!

A high-tension maid with his fist up.

Futa is also grateful that she is delighted to enter the finals and is looking forward to winning.

However, it is only the inner ones who can eat all of this.

I ate it all, but at the end, I thought it would be faster to roll into the venue. In a rounded sense.

"Ah, Corona. That."

"Yes, yes! Good luck today, Master Huta!

A cheerful smile with a sparkling background and blossoming flowers.

"... no pasta. I can't betray that smile."

"Will you die alone?

"Bullshit. You'll be sacrificed, too."

……

Think a little pasta, cough it up a little.

"Oniichan, good luck?

A lovely smile to the touch as well.

"Just eat."

"Isn't that strange!?

Pasta was also indignant.

"Corona, I knew I had to be happy with the reality."

"That's right. Good luck with the noodles! I made a lot of rice!

"No, this amount is impossible. I'm not stupid."

Plates that have just been piled up.

The amount of each dish is extremely common sense. The variety of the maid's cuisine just wraps around his tongue, but that's not the case.

Corona smiles in trouble at the pasta with a draped expression.

I see.... yeah, well, I thought I made it too much. Sorry, right? "

"Hey, pasta. I'll knock you down, you."

"Why!? Correct!! You won't get any more right!!

"The right theory hurt Corona?

"So!?

Isn't that funny!? and loud pasta.

You must be wrong a lot.

Where is yesterday's vow to win tomorrow?

The neck was bent enough to break. Eyes of light vanished. A fist gripped.

I'm going to punch this guy in the head with a bullet.

"Hmm. Why is maid so important?

"Yeah."

………………

"Whoa, that's good food."

I only hurt my fist when I hit it anyway.

This is not a loss. I'm not a loser. Try to tell yourself and hit the omelet placed in front of you.

The cheese inside went perfectly with the demi-glace sauce and made me so angry.

If you're making such a delicate dish (sauce), you'll notice the amount.

"Oh, this is also delicious. Corona, it's all delicious."

Ehehe. That's what the maid thinks!

The smile smiled like a flower.

The more Huta answered and said she was important, the more adorable she was.

The food is so delicious. My head seems a little crazy, but I'm sure it's an indispensable part of my family.

…………

So what are we talking about?

"Hey, it's slowing down."

"Shut up, you too. What if I die of hunger?

"You don't have to say that. Die hungry."

"Ahhh!?

I thought you said that earlier.

Dining landscape with no manners or clumsiness.

For a moment, I was worried about what it would look like for Corona, who works for the royal castle, but when I thought about levelling this amount, I couldn't take that much into account.

Luckily, you're watching over me, and I'm convinced it's good - but I don't think it's a very good amount to eat.

I didn't.

"- Good morning. I'm hungry... hmm?

Open the dining room door.

Both the young man and the girl's arms grasp the shoulders of the green-haired girl who comes.

"Welcome...."

"Victim number three...."

"Hih!? What the hell!?

I heard you were hungry.

"We welcome you, too."

"I'm breathing!!!

I thought something was going on, and I looked at the table in the dining room and my eyeballs popped out.

"What is this amount!! You're not stupid!?

"Oh, my God."

"Just do it!!

It's a mad Reef, but I don't think he has any allies.

"Hah, I ate amazing! I ate so much. I'm hungry. Have you eaten a third of the table?"

Ah, I was like that too...

"You lying bastards, you still have more than half left!!!

"Shit, you can't even do math with a country monkey."

"I'm just swinging my sword in the country."

"Not tough!?

"Hmm, guards. Protect us."

"Wow, if this is attacked by a quantity, I can't beat it either!"

"What is it??????????"

But...

Reef had to be prepared when he was asked to bring in an unhelpful escort.

I have been properly escorted so far, so I did nothing but let myself live in this house as a diner.

Negative results in human misfortune.

"Hehe.... hey, you can play the paycheck."

Rub under nose, now.

The curtain of the story opens and the swordsman (Reef) comes to the table!!!

Well, my salary is per diem.

"Idiot, shut up until you've finished eating."

And then a little.

"Mo, mo, mo"

"Awesome. I ate it all, this guy."

"I'll do it. My salary is per diem."

That's ridiculous! Reef raised her face, but it was filled with sad voices. I feel like I'm eating up to my throat.

"You're really hungry."

……

Don't touch me! I don't even feel like I can hear a scream.

I can't stop because it's funny. Anyway, I'm a "business owner" with a curved personality screw.

"Is that it, Corona?

"Hmm!?

Sleigh.

Futa stopped her as she was heading from the dining room to the kitchen.

"Hmm, what? What is it? What is it?

"I'm very upset. Uh, what's wrong?

I feel sorry for my distraction as I sweat away.

No way, Pasta pointed her trembling fingers at the kitchen.

"--you won't tell me that there's still something that wasn't on the table, right?

"Whoa, you're lying... the boulder won't get into Reef's mouth anymore."

……

How can I be so sure? Rifi's cliché was literally silenced by self.

However, all three exhale relieved by the loose and shaken corona.

But then why are you so upset?

"Um..."

"Yeah, say anything."

"--Why is he such a jerk to that maid?"

"... ahh?

Reef said, "Come on? I tried to say, I couldn't.

Um...

"Yeah."

"Made-to-measure"

"Yeah."

"--Because the maid's meal... is gone"

"Bhhhhh?

Looking back.

On the table are glittering plates of desperately eaten cafeterias.

I see, I see.

The point is, it also contains her share.

If only I'd watched you eat delicious and delicious.

When I noticed it, I began to eat less and less.

I just keep watching it as I sweat away.

Now that they've eaten it all up, I have to make my own again.

I see.

--- Reef fell out of his chair and fainted.

--The driftstone fouta also smiled bitterly.

Pasta screamed.

"Say it first!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Now it's finals!!