Winner!! Champion Huta!!
Colosseum of hot sand.
His game was always cynical, solitary, and without a shard of respect for his opponent.
You just have to win.
It wasn't surprising or anything that looked like Ayroon.
It is not popular in any way. I don't feel like a champion.
It was really just a "Shura" if I didn't know what other people looked like and what they were struggling with.
In fact, he couldn't afford to look after others at that time.
What should I do if I win?
It was the only thing on my mind, so it wasn't always a mistake.
In addition,
Even so, the way he unilaterally defeated the man said to be the best gladiator in Colosseum - he was burning hard into the eyes of Ayroon.
Yeah, that's why.
"You're dealing with my... my sword."
I felt nauseous.
Then wake up your upper body.
It is almost simultaneous to realize that he was defenseless and to understand that this is a strange room.
Where is this place?
When I saw him lying in bed, it didn't seem like someone had caught him. There are no restraints.
There was a sun umbrella standing on the side table right next to it, folded up with one of my pieces.
I have only worn up and down for combat. Then, bandages were wrapped around it.
Having gathered so much information, I finally remember.
I lost the battle.
Looks like you're awake.
"... you..."
It was only one young man who came into the room.
When I saw you holding a water bottle in one hand, did you come to see how it was?
"This is Spectacular's infirmary. If you wake up, drink water... well, whatever you want."
"Why don't you just go home?
"It's not my house.... the healer certainly was afraid of you."
I see. Indeed. If you're a stranger and a healer, it's true that you don't know what you were doing.
The allowance seems to be over, so I can convince him that he came to see it.
"Was it Richter L. Klimbroom?"
"What is it?"
"I'll thank you for the water bottle."
I see.
Pour water into the glass and swallow at once.
Richter, sitting on the side chair, stared silently at her.
"... what are you doing? It was the nobility of the kingdom to stare at the lady's throat?
"No way. - I was wondering what you were going to do."
"Nothing."
Putting an empty glass on the side table, she lowered her foot off the bed.
My toenails and nails were removed from the boulder, but this one was standing on the bed.
It's troublesome to take it home. Equip your feet.
"After all, the man who can clearly say that he is stronger than me was the only man in the world. As soon as I saw the chance to get into that sweetness, I was in this king's capital for a while - well, it would be annoying."
"I won't blame you unless you commit a sin."
That's right.
Negi already has a castle. That abandoned church is comfortable inside.
Should I apply to avoid illegal occupancy?
"Do we keep fighting?
"That's an empty question. Are you going to keep breathing?
Really?
For her, it's just that dimension.
Richter shook his head when it was an unnecessary question.
"I need to ask you something."
"That's what I'm talking about, you ask a lot of questions."
"That's all I really want to hear."
The blade floats on Richter's eyes when he closes them for the first time.
And a lot of samurai.
"What does" fighting sword "mean to you?
――
The eyes of Eyroon narrowed.
"As a gladiator, I will crush you."
"This vain cowardice will make you terrible and boring."
"Fighting".
For one girl, it was a "competition" equal to the sanctuary, which was terribly faded for Ayroon.
An immutable substitute from childhood.
"Aren't you the one who wins raw?
Or something that mistakes human life for entertainment.
It's just a difference in sight.
"... I see."
Richter whispered with a meditative gaze.
"That won't change your mind."
"... hah"
Sigh.
Thinking of what to say, Eyroon shook his head loosely.
My toenails are ready. My nails were also tightly fitted. It's a little distorted, but you can fix it later.
"--it's not what I want anyway. It doesn't have to be a spectacle. There is no need to be entertainment. You can start here if you want."
"Is it" strength "to beat someone who doesn't have a chance?
……
"I don't think so. You just want to do everything you can for each other. I don't want to use cowardly means. It's not like the Gladiator."
……
Then there's still room to walk.
The eyes stagger with the open richter.
--The words of Richter were certainly shooting straight.
I want to use cowardly means. Such thoughts are nowhere near the eye rune.
However, it makes sense to bet your best on the opponent who appears as an enemy in front of you. It can be called a victory. That's all.
But...
There was also no reason to reveal his true nature to the man in front of him who invites him to a clumsy play.
"There is no word for you. And there are words for" champion. "
The fact that he beat himself means that he "became."
If so, it will not change again.
All we have to do is challenge.
After all, no one else deserves a "challenge".
Lift your hips and walk past Richter.
Hold the umbrella in one hand and the dress.
Wait a minute.
"... is there anything else?
Richter stood up behind me.
Throw the question without looking back and you'll see signs of coming closer.
Stay alert.
Whatever he wanted to do, Richter just went outside before Iron.
"Are you going home in that outfit? I don't know how it was in Colosseum, but it was the Lady Kingdom's thanksgiving that she didn't show her skin too much. At least put it on and go."
That's it. Close the door.
An eye-rune that is instantly dazed by the sound of leaving footsteps.
"... I can't just wear it from above"
Drop your gaze on the piece at hand and murmur.
"Would you rate the attitude of not seeing a lady dress?"
Well, it's like a "nobleman" - whatever it is.
Yes, I look beyond the door in trouble.
For Ayroon, the Lady's Thanksgiving is "proof of the strong."
I'm not as interested in that cowardice as I am in the hair.
I don't have one.
The sound of rustling and rubbing your clothes.
In a classy white dress, she leaves the room now.
"--If you're going to stand back as an enemy again, I'd like to welcome you."
I'm not interested in questions such as "fighting the sword".
But...
All the fights in this spectacular cluster - they were definitely worth it.
"So, about 1/3 of it was repaid."
"Oh, I did it!!
At the same time.
Two men and women were called into Spectacular's office.
One is just a young man holding his fist with joy.
The other is an elderly girl standing next to her who doesn't even go.
"- But is it still 1/3? No repayment is due."
The girl lowered her eyebrows in trouble.
Certainly, young people and young people also work together.
The two had a large debt.
It is a compensation for destroying the buildings of the King's City, and a fine for disturbing the King's City.
Even though most of them were forced on the Empire, the amount returned by individuals was an extraordinary price.
Rather, their ability to repay a third proves their skill.
Princess Yoo
"Yes"
"Can you do something about that? I don't know what to say, but I think we can really use it."
"Yeah, yeah. I was waiting for that word."
Well, bye.
The princess Lilac nods with a smile in the eyes of a young man filled with expectations.
Repayment of one-third was a better outcome for Lilac than expected.
It is more obvious that his gladiator contributed to the entertainment income than to the fire if he watched the qualifiers. So I don't imitate being reluctant to pay.
In fact, without the young man in front of us, Izna Sicienzan, we don't know how far we could have gotten to the tournament.
In that sense, I think he was right to join him, and above all, he is a born "gladiator".
"We will continue to organize tournaments and games. Guarantee minimum food, clothing, and shelter until debt repayment. How about that? Can you show me your sword in Spectacular City yet?
"Khhhhhh!! Hey, that's what a beautiful woman asked me to do, even with me, it's going to boil!!
The fact that you are being asked for your greatest strengths is a pleasure to remember.
I don't know how to make money, and I can't wipe out the past when I was dying my hands in the assassination business, but it was enough for him just to expect a fight from now on.
"Master, are you going to do it because the beautiful lady asked you to?"
"Hmm? No, because it's a sword fight."
"But just now,"
"Well, being asked to do so by the finest beauty is completely masculine!
"Premium beauty... start analyzing"
Lilac just smiles like trouble, even if he is rudely observed from top to bottom with his gentle eyes.
Izna laughs happily enough.
The mere fact that he is in the sword of the King's Landing is enough for Lilac.
Just, yeah. If only I could.
"I'm glad to hear it, Izna."
"What is it, princess?"
"Instead of being seen as the best beauty... if I were you, yes. I'd be glad to know who you're meeting on the field."
"Eh... haha"
Sure, sure. That's right.
Nodding individually, Izna looked at Lilac again.
"I'm looking forward to it. The princess's arm was already splendid."
"Welcome. Before I challenge Futa, I want to make it clear which one is higher."
"Kuhahahaha! I don't give a shit!
"Yeah."
Izna and Lilac.
Sooner or later, the woman standing in front of Izna turns from a beautiful woman to a samurai.
As well as being defeated by Futa, we are concerned about which one is stronger.
I vow to fight - I can think of the next "fighting sword".
- The next morning, in the pasta.
"... well, you've taken care of me."
With only a small amount of baggage in her arms, Huta said so and went out of the shelter.
From the front door, where the sun gently plugs in, you can see the plants and flowers in the garden.
I wondered how happy the sun was in the morning, and the blooming flowers were dancing happily.
"--Hekuchi"
"When I return to the royal castle, I want you to see the healer."
Hmm...
Excuse me, but it's the maid who snorts.
I wrapped my luggage in a small bathtub and put it under the branch.
It's a bum who travels entirely by himself, but I'm afraid it's sad that no one's coming in anymore.
"─ Well, if you don't like that woman's place, she's always free."
"You don't hate me."
"Then he hates you, poor thing."
"Don't say anything bad!
― ― Today, this strange community life is the last.
It was fun though.
Lip sharpening Reef leans against the front door pillar to sharpen her lips. Nobody remembers what it's like to be an escort anymore, and the only people here are just cohabitants.
That's why I spare you an extra goodbye. There was such a figure here.
I'll see you anytime.
That's right. Next time, I want to play the game with Futa. "
"I'll always be with you."
"Oh, that's good, I'm going to crush you!!
"Come on."
Hehe
Rub under your nose and shake hands.
That "this time" is certainly not that far from the future.
"And Corona... well, I took care of her."
"The maid is happy that the noodles look good!
"First of all, don't yell at the noodles...."
"Hmm. Bye pasta."
"Why are you so reluctant?"
"Because...."
Corona and Pasta were also greeting farewell and stylish next to Reef and Futa.
Corona glanced at the lid and made sure she hadn't heard our conversation before whispering.
"I really don't like the name pasta."
"... no, I don't even like noodles."
"Well, that's right. But..."
"- It's okay."
"Eh?
With a soft smile, Corona opens her eyes slightly.
"Pasta is fine. Really."
In one word, a little give up - and then... Gentle acceptance that it really doesn't matter.
Guess what, the corona swelled a little.
Something's wrong.
"What's the trouble?"
"Well, no. Bye, pasta!
"Yes, yes. Live like a master.... what the hell is all this stuff?"
"You heard me! This isn't..."
"I'm not that interested."
"Meidoo............"
When I dropped my shoulders tightly, it looked like the bath on my shoulders had come together.
giggle.
― Well then, so is Futa.
"... oh, oh"
With that faint smile, Futa was a little upset.
Reef, who had just said goodbye, also tilted his neck, and pasta raised his mouth.
"What kind of reaction is that?"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu... you're the one who's squeezing really hard."
"Yeah, well, I got Lilac's permission."
"Eh!?
Her tricks of licking the oil from the cupcake this morning were naughty.
Pasta laughed at Futa, who shouted unexpectedly with unexpected words.
--I will allow you to raise a toast.
That's what Lilac said.
That's why I did it. I won't let anyone understand the true meaning of the horn I raised.
Raise a toast. Because I was drunk on the wine of victory - what's wrong with that? There is no reason to complain because of the quality of the words.
Not to mention that this time, I was targeted for my life.
That's how much it costs - oh, thank goodness, sister.
"I see...."
"I'll see you again in Spectacular anyway, and there's no harsh smell. I'm going to be busy again - I don't think it would have been easier to go spectacular from here."
"It's close, but..."
I didn't feel like I could beat pasta today.
I've even been hit in the back since before. It's really time for you to have some time.
The fun life in this house is over.
I'll see you later.
Yeah, see you later.
All right, all right, let's go, Corona.
and so on, so that they can be pulled in the middle of the day, they leave the mansion.
I'll see you off until you're blind.
The pasta stretched a lot.
--It was fun.
In retrospect, was it a little more fun from the beginning?
Or - I wanted to continue this relationship a little longer.
There are many things I think.
Still, from today onwards, life in this large mansion resumes by itself.
Tasty meals and busy days disappeared.
But - I won't. Because there's another fun and busy life ahead of us.
"Pasta"
"Oh, are you still there?
"Hina!?
Turn your back on the sun like it's blown out.
When I tried to get back to the front door, I noticed that there was still a girl.
When she saw what was wrong with her, she opened her mouth after she was worried.
"Actually.... the story of my parents' engagement has turned into a rubble."
"Heh? Oh, he ran away."
"Don't tell me you escaped! It's true! - The fiancee is in Eastwood. You're gonna crush it, aren't you?
"Strange edge....."
"And the princess is going to do everything else. The gladiator did it."
"... I see. That woman is gathering gladiators right now. So?"
Looking at the letter she took out of her pocket, I see.
The situation was largely swallowed up.
When I raised my face, it seemed like I was still saying something.
Say it clearly.
"- Can I stay a little longer?
"Eh...."
For a moment, I glanced at you as if I had seen you.
Then the little pasta smiled.
"Wow, don't laugh..."
"Do what you want."
Heh?
"I don't pay you much. It's useless as an escort."
That's how she goes back to the front door.
It was Reef who was taken aback.
I never dreamed it would be so easy to approve, and I chased the pasta home like that.
You know, pasta.
"... what?
I was certainly useless as an escort.
But I've seen a lot of her so far.
"--For example, if you had had a lot of things. I will definitely be on your side."
Until now, I don't know what Pasta was thinking.
But the stories Corona told me and my life in the Mansion was enough.
Reef came to this kingdom and was saved by this woman.
But if that's not the case for pasta.
--- There was no one so close to my age in the village to treat me so equally.
I can't rely on you.
"Don't say that! - You're my friend!
I'm not your friend.
"Huh!?
Apparently not yet - this house.
It's not going to be quiet.
Fighting among gladiators once draws the curtain, but the battle continues.
Dementia, determination, thirst.
The time has come for the heat to return to the spectacular landscape where so many emotions swirl.
At the same time - just like this time.
Wish "victory" and carry your feet.
Throw a gaze from the entrance to the outside of the Mansion.
"Isn't that right? ― ― Huta
Behind that smile was a circle of red flowers shaking happily in the sun.
"For example, I changed jobs from princess jamo to champion.
It's over.