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

--Instead, scattered flower seeds danced into the dry desert. I will live, I will live, and the grace of the rain and a little food are desperately gathered together in this body, and sprouted under the sky.

--I 'm thirsty. It looks hot and frustrating. Enough, I've thought about it many times. But at that time, the shadow stopped and crouched, like blocking a strong heat.

--I was glad you poured me some water. I was glad to hear that it was painful in such a place. That's why the flowers are opening now. With that blooming, painful, hidden face, just for you.

--Love, flower heart. I love it, it's the best in the world. I've been watching it ever since it was the sun you left me alone. Wherever you look. The happiest time is for you to come and water me once in a while.

--Love, flower heart. I love it, it's the best in the world. I'll give you the same happiness one day. The heart of the sun that gave me peace.

--This is the first time you've ever felt so important to me.

"... what is this public execution?

There was a girl on the sofa murmuring with her arms around her.

The bright red face is a sign of shame.

Some songs echo through the room, and the voice is a subtle tone that sounds familiar.

I knew that my voice could be heard slightly differently when I heard it from outside, but I could recognize it as "me" when I was out of the picture.

Pasta (9) shakes her fist to smash the machine right into the sound of a phonograph hanging on the table.

"Isn't it the strategy of the Olba Chamber of Commerce to sell songs as merchandise without public execution?

"Maybe, but did you have to flush it now, princess?

A silver princess sits in front of her as she gazes at the breeze of tea. --No, my mouth is a little loose. I understood that they were playing perfectly.

Pasta, Lilac - and Fouta are the only three of us here.

So I didn't have to bother calling her a princess, but in the first place, there was no such thing as the color of respect. It wouldn't bother me.

"... ah, it's over."

"It's over... what are you trying to do from the beginning? Stop it! Stop it! - Stop it!"

"Yes, yes, powerful, powerful."

"This piece of shit is unemployed!!

--Instead, scattered flower seeds danced into the dry desert. I will live, I will live, and the grace of the rain and a little food are desperately gathered together in this body, and sprouted under the sky.

It can't help but suppress Huta's hand, and it's her own song that flows out even when you put it together.

"At least change to another song!! By what means?"

"Nothing, by the way, because it was this song that the Chamber of Commerce gave me as a sample."

"Ahh!? What..."

"This is the most, somehow, fever." I love this, too. "

"Uhh... ah..."

I want to die!!

Pasta hardens with an unintended smile.

"And some of them were simple, short, and easy to record."

"That's all I have to do..."

"Don't speak ill of your family. You're doing your best, aren't you?

"Huh? When I told you about the last time I went shopping for perfume, I said, 'Rather, let's collect the smell of pasta and commercialize it! I've been following you!?

"You're quite an amazing person...."

"If you're impressed!! You're a pervert!!

"No, I don't know. It feels like a business soul, doesn't it? You don't think it's going to sell, do you?

"Ugh, gu..."

In fact, it was a fact that if I put "pasta-chan's" on the crown now, it would sell anything.

I didn't have to hold my head to see how this happened, but thinking so much, she looked at the princess sitting in front of her.

She is tilting tea with a smudge face, but the expression that made pasta stupid just now is distracting.

The cause can also be found in Arcadia King gorillas. Because I'm talking about the princess behind me.

If she thinks so, the sip drops slightly, and she raises her mouth.

Originally, she is a twisted business owner with a personality that she loves to dislike. It seems that such an atmosphere has completely disappeared recently, but she is a disgusting person.

"--Well, that perfume, you know what it smells like?

Huh?

A neat lid.

The princess reacted with a twitching eyebrow when the flow changed.

Pasta grabbed the cupcake with pleasure.

"Can you change your mind, Fouta?

"Hmm? I can't read what I'm saying....."

"Which one do you think?"

Somewhat.

Enjoy the sweetness of the cupcake while looking at the fouta.

Which one?

In other words, there are two choices.

When I heard the smell of pasta, the first thing I thought of was...

"Shut up and follow me."

What do you want to do?

It smells like her with sweet sugar and nectar.

It's a fouta that gets stuck in words, but I'm sure they'll tease you no matter what you say. That's what pasta is all about.

You'll clearly be uncomfortable if you look at the other person.

But this is a boulder, and Lilac has a faint voice.

"--I can't read a bit. Does Futa like to smell her?

"Well, no, what kind of hobby is it?"

"It was like I was sniffing around all the time. Good, it's just a race where she smells and delights."

On the surface, it is pasta that cannot stand the gentle lilac dialogue.

"What do you mean!!!

"In fact? It's quite a shame to ask people about their own smells."

"I didn't mean to."

Enough, she murmurs with her short hair as if it were just stubborn.

--Love, flower heart. I love it, it's the best in the world. I've been watching it ever since it was the sun you left me alone. Wherever you look. The happiest time is for you to come and water me once in a while.

Leave aside the songs that are still playing.

She looked at Futa and said with her lips pointed.

"If you don't notice, don't worry."

"... ah"

Why did you pick up that voice?

Why did you wonder here?

Why did you accidentally leak your voice?

Lilac's distracted gaze straightened out the lilac.

"... Futa?

"Eh, uh, what is it?

"What she said earlier about the two types is that they're different now than before, right?

Well, yes.

"... so, did you get involved?

"Last time, I gave you a perfume."

Hee.

Your gaze sharpens and your voice decreases.

You gave me a gift.

"Er... Master Lilac?

"What is it? Besides, I'm not going to tell you how to spend the money I'm giving you..."

"Oh, no! That's not it!!

"... so what?

"For Master Lilac."

--Even though I gave it to you, you couldn't wear it, but there were some stories like that. Futa herself knows it's bad to make excuses for that.

I feel like I have a talent for this kind of recovery, but why is that?

The answer remains unknown to everyone here.

"― ― I was discussing with Sir Roosevelt, and I really wanted to give him the ring now! Just what I thought!

The calm part of my head wonders why I'm making such an excuse, but it doesn't matter.

There is no doubt that Lilac is in a fierce mood now and it is his mission to do something about it.

"... is that so?"

"I was going to keep quiet until I was able to do it, yes!

"No. Well, I don't mind getting along with Roosevelt as long as we don't have a strange relationship."

"I've been thinking about it. It's okay."

"Well, that's fine. Yes."

Perfume and rings.

If you think so, Lilac tilts the tea without complaining in particular. I am wearing a cool and cool atmosphere, but in my heart, I am seriously considering how to hang the woman in front of me on the noodle maker with this degree of confusion against my shallowness.

It was an angry point that I didn't feel like complaining to Futa.

It's not bad for him. It is understandable that the situation is a situation and that it takes the form of gratitude. The more you think about how you receive it and who you receive it from - the less you can blame this beast for being dishonest.

"Well, there was something else! About Spectacular!"

He must have escaped.

You ran away.

There's no way the two of you wouldn't understand.

"--Was it a proposal for a 2 on 2 match?"

Anyway, there was no reason to pull.

Today's meeting will be a meeting in Spectacular about the upcoming Martial Arts Games.

Lilac spent a little time putting together his thoughts on the game format proposed by Pasta.

It's a call because it's somewhat solidified.

That is the purpose of today.

Never...

--This is the first time you've ever felt so important to me.

It's not to play with pasta.

Ah, the song is over.

"I won't punish you!!!!!!!!!!!"

It is an original heavy rotation.

"Regarding the game format, I am worried about whether" one person surrenders and it is over "or whether" the decision to drop out "will be made by the referee and continue with two to one."

"Both seem to be strategic."

"Yes, it's a simple question of pros and cons, because there's nothing wrong with appearance."

Even as a lilac, 2 on 20 looks positive.

However, in the form of a sword, "surrender" can be settled.

When that happens, it becomes difficult to destroy the two of them.

It is difficult for the game to continue when you say "Yes, you dropped out" during the match, but even when you say "The game is over!" while you are fighting, you will not be relieved.

"But is it too soon to set special rules?

Yes, it is.

And these are the two people who can communicate with each other with their eyes.

"What do you mean early?

Some spiders can't make it.

"It's a simple story. It's still the second time. I want to attract attention with something new, but at best the novelty is" half a step ahead ". That, this, and the confusion that needs to be explained, is not enough soil for the audience to swallow yet."

"... I see."

"But Ma"

She chunks the cupcake and laughs.

"I understand what you're saying, Lilac. However, the way to settle is to prioritize audience satisfaction."

"It can't be unrealistic. There must be a difference between what the" owner "and the" gladiator "see..."

Well, I'll leave it to you. I have something to do. "

"What do you do?

Pasta tells Lilac that he leans his neck.

"It's 2 on 2. Get a team together and sign up for each team name -"

Yes, when I was about to say it.

Oh, is that your team name?

"What kind of food is that?"

Lilac's eyes shined.