Richter L. Klimbroom was tired.

In addition to normal work, there are other compromises due to the haste of this period.

In addition, there is no place for him to rest if he cannot escape the tournament.

After training, I was so tired that I could see my dead eyes screaming and screaming.

Nevertheless.

It is this man who cannot deceive the government or fail to prepare for the upcoming tournament.

Even today, this man who attacked the cliff as long as he couldn't fall, may have gone insane somewhere other than his physical strength because of the days of indifference.

A novel lifestyle that reduces energy consumption by daring to raise awareness between work and work.

He managed to get his work done before the tournament, but he didn't forget the key tournament rules.

2 on 2.

That was the rule of the tournament, and he was also one of those who had not decided on a pair.

This is the time of the three days before the closing, when many people have already finished their entries in the spectacular club.

Though I had decided to leave, I could barely concentrate on it and left it alone.

It wasn't like there was no candidate.

First, Encount Barbarian Prim Lancaster anywhere in the Mansion. Certainly admits her arm. But working with her was a little risky.

Richter is Lord Treasurer. I don't want to pair up with her - I can't stand it. It is very unfortunate that it seems to be a set.

Next, Futa. Honestly, it's the lead candidate. That was supposed to happen.

The last champion, the strongest man Richter ever knew.

Anyone who went through the last tournament will know that it would probably be quickest to team up with him to win this tournament.

But there's only one. If there is a problem.

Richter didn't make much of a deal with Futa.

I know that the little smart fox is also due to the beautiful princess. Perhaps she has deliberately cut off Richter and Huta and is now turning to her enemies in the tournament.

However, it is not interesting to understand that even in the Martial Arts Competition, we will not fight Futa. That's all the fun left. That's what I thought. Perhaps you should say that they were thinking of you.

"... Sarami"

However, such a Richter was not helpless.

The reason for this was the plan for this day.

Spectacular inspection today.

We needed to get to Spectacular once, including the prospect of entertainment revenue, the number of entries at the moment, and so on.

According to contacts from Wangdu Gate, the number of tourists is already several times higher than usual. Even though we knew that the tournament would achieve certain results this time, there should be detailed data.

And it was Richter's plan that he bought the inspection himself. This means you can go to spectacular clubs called work and have time to think about the martial arts.

The Richter who just stepped into the entrance hall naturally attracted attention.

It seems that many people have already completed the entry, but it seemed to be serving as a place to look for "tags".

That would be the case. From the bragging of our arms, the format of 2 on 2 has just been heard. Unless you already have a buddy, but it's not just a case of a friendly samurai nearby.

It was quite natural for these people to look for their opponents in the pre-theatre square and the entrance hall.

First, I think about who to call out to while giving a light estimate of their skills.

Anyone who knows Richter will have trouble speaking from the opposite side.

I was as active as I was in the previous tournament. There will be many people who would like to organize - but the opponent is Sir Treasury.

And this time Richter came in the form of an inspection. Don't make it look like you're looking for a pair, but just talk to the staff at the counter.

I will not forget to listen to the information of the insignificant.

In doing so, Richter's aim was to make him think, "There will already be a partner in the boulder."

Now, the prospect was a success, and Richter was only seen in the distance - on the contrary, no one was fit for his eyes.

At least among the dozens of samurai in the entrance hall, there was no talent he thought was "this."

Richter never thinks his eyes are better, but he is sensitive to his opponent's fighting spirit. Unless you hide it so carefully, you can feel it right away.

That's why I thought if I weren't as smart as Futa, then.

"That's right. Tag match...? I'm in trouble."

The voice came from the counter where the reception was just taking place.

Richter, who was just meeting at another point of contact, glanced aside.

Height is lower than prime. Same as Lilac - a little higher than Lilac.

Very beautiful - brown hair close to blonde hair. A girl who tied up her hair halfway up, calling it flax.

Clothes and skirts are short in length, but long socks give a sense of simplicity to a slender coat that hides its shape. There was a girl around Richter with a gentle atmosphere that was almost non-existent.

She was weak enough to think that her drooping eyes would melt even further - I'm sure she thought the same thing about Richter and the other gladiators.

I looked around the entrance hall.

You should have known the gladiator had been around since you were at the entrance. Now that the value for money has been created, we will seriously examine it.

It was Richter who knew the reason for his actions was in his hands, and he was just smiling.

As soon as Richter and I met, her golden eyes opened.

"Ah, you know!

Richter frowned at her as she rushed over.

I wasn't wary, but I looked at the facts I realized.

"... what?

"Um... if you don't mind, could you team up with me?

Fluffy outfits.

It is obviously clear that you are doing it deliberately, and the line of jealousy around you is annoying. We won't be able to help them. Even though Richter is strong, it is something that I was told was not in my eyes.

However, this way of inviting me was frustrating.

Richter smacks.

Stop that disgusting behavior.

"Eh...."

This is probably the first time he's been told this in front of a boulder, and he looks surprised, and he goes on.

"You're a man."

……

A girl with round eyes - and a boy.

Ahahah

She - No, but he laughed and asked pleasantly.

"Since when do you feel noticed?

"When I got closer. The boulders and the skeleton show it."

"I see, let me study.... ahh, but..."

He says to solve the hair that had been half-upped.

"Don't get me wrong. It's not a femininity or a hobby. During the journey, it's somehow convenient for girls. Just because it looked like it was going to happen. And I was going to reveal it to the people I was working with."

"I don't blame you. It's just that if a man flatters a man, his balls are broken, it's useless."

"Wow, that's tough!

He took his hair off and certainly looked like a boy with long hair. Because clothes are clothes, the feeling of being a girl is still strong, but that's it.

Fortunately, no one around to hear this conversation, but the staff was surprised.

So, what do you think? I'm pretty confident in my arm!

"Everyone who comes to the tournament will be."

"That's... that's right... I'm in trouble"

The boy who looked up to heaven, wondering if there were no cards that could be cut off sooner.

But apart from that, Richter had some concerns.

First of all, the fighting spirit he feels is infinitely thin. This is also of concern because Richter didn't notice that he was making an entry.

It's not like she disappeared in hidden form. I was just shutting out that Richter didn't deserve to be wary.

At that point, it could be just a miscellaneous soldier.

However, as soon as he found Richter, he offered to negotiate.

"Do you know me?

"Not at all. It's about a mess."

"... I don't know. It's like I just found out."

Yes, this is it.

He says as if he knew what Richter was capable of.

Fighting temper is not said to be completely sealed. It is hard to say that the difference is isolated compared to the surrounding area.

I thought he understood the fighting spirit that was holding him back - but he smiled as if he had thought of something. The smile makes me angry again as a girl.

"Ah, I've got a good idea! Well, now we can sell it! --Me,"

The words from there were unexpected to Richter.

"I can read the training trajectory of the people I saw!!

……

Open your eyes, Richter.

Golden eyes shining in front of you.

What do you think, you're going to be able to count on me?

――

For 2 on 2, the information is very helpful.

This is, I mean.

"... do you imitate the opponent's moves?

"Mimicking...?

Tilt your neck. But the reaction was sharp.

"Ah, do you know about that guy?!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Forgive him for the momentum he is approaching.

Richter thinks.

I think it is related to Futa.

On the contrary, however, I saw that the tournament might be interesting.

"I'm sorry!... it looks like you're upset! Answer first! I can't do that!

Apologizing is quite polite, or reminds a new soldier.

Smiling, but this is a public place, so I'd really like you to stop Richter.

It's obvious, but I've been getting too much attention from earlier, and above all, it's noisy.

"That kind of thing? Then you know Futa. I'll answer first. He is indeed a close associate.... well... well... intertwined."

However, Futa's acquaintance is often more or less in trouble. That was the arrow that Richter thought about, so that he would be spared there to rest his eyes.

"That's right!! Then it's Jujin!! To me..."

Please, keep your head down.

He speaks out.

"Stay with me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Did you hear that part of me?

Looking around with a pale blue face, a red-faced samurai is a jealous muscular man.

I don't think so.

"... uh, you. What's your name?"

"Yes, Flux!... ah, when I was a woman, I used to call myself Lynn..."

"Flux is fine.... I'm Richter. Anyway, get out of here."

"You're Richter!! Thanks!!!!! Thank you in advance!!!!

Hey, does this sound like a success?

The clerk simply waved his hand to him as soon as he sweated.

It was like seeing a pig sent to a slaughterhouse - he later says.

Richter L. Klimbroom & Flux "Team Friendship" - Join the Fight!!

Ah, there's another rumor that Richter started taking cute girls. Another story is that there were about two or three candidates for Richter's "sweet and good wife", who broke up with him without his knowledge.