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

"... what do you mean?"

When I woke up, I was already told it was too late.

I tried desperately.

I tried my best and reached out for everyone.

I remember the last memory before I lost my mind.

Friends of the Mansion laughing at each other.

Strengthened by the grief of the burning mansion, he welcomed me while saying that I was an idiot who had recovered something important from the flame.

The fist pain on my head was by no means bad.

Even though it is.

"... not for a minute."

Wang Dushao. Also known as the Noble Hospital, it is the best medical institution in King's City with multiple healers deployed.

Prim woke up there and was asked about the situation.

She's pretty slightly wounded and she's free to move now.

--Sleeping in front of my eyes now, the earliest family members who are as important as my family are wandering about life and death.

Richter, Mion.

Always laughing or tired.

They were still important people.

"I didn't know what was going on here..."

What feelings did they have before this happened? I don't know what kind of words were used.

But Prim chewed his lips as he stared at the two badly wounded.

Break your knees and bury your face in that bed.

Wrinkle on top of it with a repentant hand.

"How did this happen... how did this happen..."

They're after Spectacular.

Tomorrow is a long show, a gentle festival for children.

"There's nothing we can discuss to solve..."

--At the same time, in the pasta.

"... well, here's the thing."

A breathtaking pasta looks around.

Mirabel hits his ass like a broken toy, and Izna nods to hawk. And then there was Reef who raised his mouth pleasantly.

This is the mansion's concierge.

Lightly renovate this reasonably large room to create a spacious space that is good for lack of furniture.

Virtual, stage.

That's what pasta called it, and there was a little stage.

"Somehow, it feels good!

The words of Reef who enjoyed the music itself, just as he was tired of even laughing at the lyrics.

That's true. Even if you are distracted by the ridiculous lyrics at first, you will get used to them if you practice them many times.

In that sense, whether it was Reef or Mirabelle, you could say that you were already fully immersed in music.

Izna, who jumped in to visit, was convinced that it was a good lyrics. Behind it, Pasta, who realized that his sister loved oniichan, had a subvoice or article on it, experienced the extreme of humiliation, but there it was.

"Nevertheless,"

Mirabelle looks around the room as she finishes playing the lute.

From Mirabelle's point of view, it's quite spacious.

But if I did sing and dance, I certainly needed this much space.

When it comes to King's Landing, it's tough with just one entertainment!

"... I see."

"Besides, singing and dancing is a lot of energy."

"I'm not guilty, I'm healthy."

Hmm, snorting pasta.

"Kids are fine."

No way.

Looking at her, who immediately denied a word from Izna, Reef thought she was alone.

Pasta - I can't believe you had the strength from the beginning.

The virtue of the right material is that she is still singing a song because of the development of physical strength that has been hidden since Reef became a diner in the Mansion.

One person laughs when he's not being honest.

He was harsh on Primes, too. Even when you're lying here. And above all, it wasn't "this" that prompted me to start building my health.

I'm really not being honest because I'm sorry to be protected.

She might have known that she needed physical strength in everything she was going to do.

In fact, it was true and worked unexpectedly.

It seems that "just" manipulating the Olba Chamber of Commerce behind its back is not enough.

Well, it's still tomorrow, and I'll leave it at that.

I see. On the eve of the finals, it's not too much to do. I'm not stupid, I get it. "

"Final match....."

Ooh, I could kick Izna's words.

However, Pasta repeats his words while wiping his sweat with a towel.

Certainly, even if it's a fight, it's not wrong. Because I thought so.

Reef tells her blurry with such a prepared expression.

I told you I was going to make a decision...

Everyone here knows that terrorists are stupid.

But still, I'm in a position where they could kill me.

Pasta was terribly calm.

"Risk hedging is fundamental to business owners. But in that sense, I trust the princess."

Plus, throw your gaze out the window.

The petals that bloom in the garden are not visible at this late hour.

"Before trust... I know men who don't lie."

The enemy is aimed at Spectacular.

Tomorrow is a long show, a gentle festival for children.

Still, they go straight ahead.

--At the same time, Gringott Mansion.

"--You 're as good as ever."

The piano playing a beautiful melody makes a sound at the end.

An epic man standing beside a blue-haired young man who exhaled hit him.

"... the decision is tomorrow"

A young man gently strokes the keyboard to groan and groan.

His name is Gracial G. Gringott.

The great aristocracy now tolerates and shelters terrorist acts in this king's capital.

"Now that Richter's bastard is down, it's time to attack. I didn't think you'd protect your family that much.... he's really stupid."

"Oh, that's pretty negative."

"Of course. What happens when the top falls down and you protect your side?"

That's certainly the word that got me started.

If you line up a clear weakness of a man named Richter, it will undoubtedly rise. You can see virtue, but it is a complete drawback on the battlefield.

That's why Gracial exhales like he feels itchy.

Shake your head if you don't mind.

Who's the healer?

"I'm back. You were able to use it."

"I have to use it. I'm only sure of my arm.... did he say something?

"No, everything's fine."

Ah?

Show me your teeth and look at the man with your confused eyes.

And after a moment of silence, he went on.

"What do you think?"

"It's black. There were reports of being stripped of his magic trick."

"That's why I let you go. I was hoping I'd find out about the Enemy Mage... but did he swim?"

What should we do?

"Pull it out to the front. It will be one of the tokens."

Ha.

But when you put your arms together, Gracial thinks.

"And then... there's a possibility that the lid will move."

"Yeah."

"He was pretty vigilant... is that it?

"Shouldn't we be discouraged? How will His Highness get out?"

"Simply a combination of force."

I scratched my head and thought about this plan.

--But we're all set.

Whatever samurai comes out, it's too late.

"The Richter bastard tried to manipulate quite a bit of information, but if we blow up the Spectacular Club, it will reach the citizens. The bravery were reluctant to increase their casualties...."

"The arithmetic of the Richter faction has also been acquired. All I want is Hula's magic."

I know. I know.

They threatened to surround Richter and acquired their entire arithmetic knowledge from those who yielded. This set the stage for sending Gracial's men to the trailer after Sir Treasury's loss.

The man - the court wizard versus the Hulus man - says all he has to do is get out of Hula.

Gracial sighed deeply that it was troublesome, but there was also the matter of supplying magic stones. We shouldn't crack much now.

Besides, something else came up that bothered me.

"Sometimes it seems that someone is cheating on Mirabelle. There's a risk, but I'm going. Originally, Pasta Pomodoro was the target. It's quicker for someone who can use magic to go out."

I heard it from Richter.

Mirabelle trickery. What happens now? I also thought about the possibility of a trap - indeed, Gracial has never seen Mirabelle's body.

There was hope.

If it's true, it is.

"- Well, let's not leave it to the Girls, let's say we move."

Oh.

Our aim is spectacular.

Tomorrow is a long show, a gentle festival for children.

"We have to do it. Michina."

--At the same time, Wangdu security abandoned the compartment. Abandoned Church.

The girl gazed blurrily at the lotus flowers blooming in the corner of the garden.

The lady who taught you how to behave is at least!! You were noble and proud of yourself!

There is no place in the world I want to protect anymore!!!

I wonder why it's so sad that I'm immersed in sadness.

- I know.

Because I felt like I had seen something about her that I didn't know.

"... Eina"

The answer will not come back.

Instead, it was the footsteps of one person that resonated.

"What do you want?

- I'm here to confirm the operation.

"Operation?.... ahh"

Remember.

Certainly, the decision is tomorrow. I remembered that I had made a deal because of the final situation.

In such a careless reply, the man frowns slightly.

I don't think you're getting along.

"That's not true.... this is a good opportunity to reach high ground."

An eye-rune that looks tired while saying that.

The man who finally realized that something had happened to her lowered his hips next to her.

I don't want to kill you. It's unlikely to get killed by accident.

The man exhaled and said.

"I don't know. My relationship is shallow. That's why it might be out of line."

……

"But if there's one thing I can say, Purpose comes down suddenly. At that time, I was so depressed that I couldn't forgive myself or the future."

"Eh...."

Words that seemed to have been achieved - and experienced in person.

Iroon never lost sight of his purpose.

But I certainly didn't know if the target appeared in front of me right now and I could react.

However, even if you miss the one-time opportunity, you will certainly accept your own research and regret of the future.

Eyroon raised his face and he continued.

"The aim of the Gifts is Pasta Pomodoro. That's why Izna Sicienzan is in the way."

"That's the excuse to call me in."

"Yes, it is."

Nod.

The man in front of you is the leader of the Girl Guides.

I also know that Iroon has a lot of temptations because he is the top - no, because he is the top.

With the help of the nobles and the help of the wizard, we will have to obey their wishes.

Just, yeah.

I'm just tolerating it to some extent in order not to misunderstand the purpose.

"There are reports that Lord Lilac is turning around, but I don't believe it. Always show up in spectacles."

"You've rated it a lot."

"Rather, nobles such as Lord Gringott despise His Highness too much. Lord Klimbroom is not the one to be wary of. Your Highness."

"I see....?

From the beginning, this man thought only of the rapist princess.

Well, I'm sure it's not wrong.

And that's why this man relied on Iroons.

"Make it look like a terrorist, get a princess. You're giving me that role?... it's not bad."

"... terrorists, huh? Exactly. I kept doing that at my word. But it ends tomorrow."

"You can't defy patrons forever... bullshit"

"... you can say whatever you want"

They're after Spectacular.

Tomorrow is a long show, a gentle festival for children.

"Oh, my God. - Bisiedo?

"I can't help you, Lord Iroon."

--At the same time, inside the Imperial City. Futa's private room.

The sound of brilliance echoed fantastically in the room.

The pale light is Futa's bed.

A pathologically white girl's palm tied to the abdomen of a sleeping girl.

"Oh, it's beautiful. It's amazing!"

"What about the master... if it's up to my sister, this much?"

"Oniisan is here. I envy you."

The girl's name is Ayame, who puts her hand on her cheeks and stares closely at the treatment of serious bruising.

Coming to play with her spare time as usual, she seemed to miss finding a little older sister, even though she wasn't the same age.

Tomorrow, pasta is slow and cheerful.

She also seems to enjoy being taken by Hula.

Above all, it's funny, but more importantly, it invites thoughts for the success of the entertainment.

The voice on the lid staring at the back of the two girls.

"--It's stronger than before, but it'll be over soon. It's so exciting."

"I see. Thank you."

How long has that been going on? It was then that I became aware of confrontation.

With that in mind, I scratched my cheeks, but I didn't mean to interrupt her concentration.

Keep a gentle distance and watch the treatment from a distance.

Nothing is limited to Futa.

"Well... it's time to talk about tomorrow."

"Yes"

Lilac quietly narrows his eyes and watches over the two of them.

"I'm ready. All you have to do is put the right token in the right place."

Is it a suitable token?

"Yeah, that's it."

When she comes, her smiling expression is as reliable as usual.

"That's quite enough... I've been badly hit. We have to be careful."

That's right.

While nodding, Lilac gently stroked her lips.

I did something a little bad to Corona.

But I've got more than enough for that.

I didn't have to go out of my way to tell Futa about it - and above all, there was a problem of motivation.

It would be better for you to think that you were left alone.

"I targeted Corona to contain you. That's what I said."

"Yes"

"Well, what do you think that's for?

"Eh, what's the point of nailing me here?

Lilac pulls his chin all the time positively.

Futa thought for a moment - well, she and I looked at each other.

"--Master Lilac?"

"Unusual and good guess. I don't want it to be a futa."

"Thank you very much. But lately, I think I know a little bit about Lilac."

Ha, that's right.

"That's it!?

I've never seen her say anything so shattered before, but that's it.

"--I don't know who will gain by sealing me up in this noise. It's Lilac who's going to have fewer hands."

"Yes, to be precise, I'm afraid I'm going to lose my hand."

"That's...."

"From the beginning, I am a man who has fought with zero sheets. It's not that much trouble... but it's true that one of them would have crushed this noise a long time ago."

That's why I tried to do it, but with words.

"Tomorrow's Spectacular will be raided. It doesn't matter to me. There's only one thing I want you to do."

"... what is it?"

The answer was - one scroll wound.

After carefully wrapping the blue ribbon, Futa slowly unwraps it.

Would you prefer a red ribbon?

"I don't care what color it is... Well, if you say so strongly, I like silver."

"... is that so?"

While saying that, Futa's eyes went into scroll.

I have silver. There's silver here. and released the princess with her head slightly tilted, and Huta opened her eyes to the contents of the scroll.

"This is..."

"... I have identified the location of the enemy from Ajito in King City. I wasn't able to determine the exact castle, but I can predict the angle."

If we knew perfectly what to do in the first place, we'd end up raiding you.

This map is the result of some calculation.

Spectacular at the center.

Many will appear around it, Yoshiyoshi. Gendarmerie, wizard.

"The wizard...!?

"I'm definitely here. The Gendarmerie will also support the Girl Guides."

"Then we'll be the bad guys."

"Except for the Gifts. So we can't leave this to Izna or" other collaborators. "Futa, you're targeting the military police and magicians who have turned against you."

"Eh, is that okay?

"It's okay. I don't care how the gendarmes and magicians do justice."

Slowly lay her hand on her chest, she tells.

"Behind you is always a princess worried about spectacles."

/(adv, adv-to, vs) (on-mim) (on-mim) feeling better/feeling better/feeling better

"There's only one order for you. I will always be behind you. So..."

Intensely hanging corner of mouth.

Even Huta's spine gets cold, that smile.

"--Go ahead and expose yourself. I want you to hit all the frustration you've ever had."

The target is Spectacular.

Tomorrow is a long show, a gentle festival for children.

"Ah... tomorrow will be a very pleasant festival."