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

― ― Lower Noble Street, Wangdu City. Climbroom Mansion.

On that day, Huta visited the mansion, not by the landlord Richter L. Klimbroom, but by summoning his servant, Mion.

Soft wood and stone aromas unique to the new building.

Naturally, it's not Richter's private room, which has become a hangout lately, but the guest room.

At the top of the opening, Mion lowered his head small.

"First of all, I'm sorry to have called you out."

"No, Mion will be busy too."

"I'm glad you said that. Thank you, Corona."

"Noooo!!

No, is it? Is it?

The maid who accompanied Futa replied that it was difficult to tell.

I was sticking out my fist, so it was probably near "iiiiiiiiiiiiiii".

Well...

I coughed really small.

These meetings between Huta and Mion are not so frequent.

So, what are we gathering for?

"How's the princess reacting?

"Hey, the boulder is Lilac. There's no sign of it working at all."

"Oh my... that's it. I think we need to pull it up even further."

"Is it still up there...?!

"Yes, there is. Our noble mission is, yes. It is on an endless quest. If there is a God in this world, I still have no fingers on my toes."

"It's deep inside..."

"Yeah, it's deep. This boss plays!!"

Two idiots who are serious and hand in hand with their mouths.

Corona glanced vaguely near the ceiling and read the text of the horizontal section there.

"General mion presents! How to play with your boss"

As a corona representative of the common sense, it is an unspeakable theme.

I whispered softly from the side to complain.

Can the maid play with Futa too?

The complaint disappeared somewhere.

"I feel like I'm being played by Corona."

Really? Maybe so. But, maid, boss, I don't know the playground. Mion-san, Mion-san, do you have any qualities for maids?

Mion raised his face and stared seriously at Corona.

Then I stuck my thumb out with a superb smile.

"Next time, let's figure out how to play with Futa."

"Eh, you betray me!?

"Betray me? I'm on the side of all my men - yes, General Mion."

"I don't know what you're looking at! Are you sure? I'm partnering with people in this house to play with Mr. Mion, right?

"Whoever does it himself should be prepared to do it.... I'm ready for that!!

"Why don't you have the guts to calm down here...."

Corona and Mion face to face with their head on the horizontal.

"Is that the boss's playground?

If Corona leans her neck.

"That's right. Let's pierce through."

"Why don't you let it get rough?

A strange combination of demons was born.

A subordinate tag pointing his fist at each other. Futa shook her head once as she gave thought to something extra, such as the pair she didn't want to hit the most in the tournament.

"Er...."

The situation is very unfavourable.

I've finished my report, but I'll just tell you why I'm here today to change the subject.

"Speaking of which, Mion-san, why are you suddenly today?

Huuta-san, you're not good at distracting me.

"It's embarrassing."

Yes, it is.

This is not the first time we have had such a discussion between Futa and Mion.

Futa didn't think anything about taking her feet to Mion's waiting Klimbroom mansion.

If there's only one thing I'm worried about - there was a call from Mion asking him to expedite the appointment.

Originally, this meeting should have taken place after the end of the Second World War.

"― ― I also decided to compete in a combat tournament with Mr. Prim. I think we've talked about that before."

"... ahh, yeah"

"I have an approximate idea why it's dented, but I miss it."

Because I don't have any friends.

"Earlier, in the raid on Eilon B. Smiles... I felt helpless. That was, for example, the failure to punish the woman who harmed Richter... and to defeat her from the front as a woman."

With regard to the fate of the incident, I heard that Futa was also a nuisance.

Eilon has joined the faction that raided the Climbroom Mansion and Mion has intercepted it.

And defeated.

From Futa's eyes, it is clear that Mion is a warrior accustomed to battle. It was also a type of assassination - a dark job.

That's why Futa was so happy to hear her announcement. If you weren't worried about yourself, you'd be so happy to raise your hands.

I'm sure that the place called the Martial Arts Championship will also affirm her martial arts.

"Sometimes Richter joins the fight. As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to put everything I can into the tournament...."

So she raised her face.

I'm sure this is the real deal, and Futa listens to her.

"There was information that a known assassin had infiltrated King's Landing."

"I'll see you later."

"Honestly, he's a dangerous man. Any sacrifice will be made for the sake of purpose. Use any dirty hands to accomplish your mission.... that's the kind of man."

Gu, Mion holding his fist.

Fouta glanced at the neighboring corona.

She shook her head with a little loneliness.

The strange feeling in Mion's words.

After all, Futa and Corona were worried.

"... well, Mion-san..."

Oh, yeah.

Loosen up and shake your head, placing a strong hand on your forehead to blame yourself.

Normally, there's no secretary there with a little screw blown up.

There was only one - yes. An assassin.

"... the orchestra (Orchestra)"

I can't hear a murmured word.

Not to Fouta, not to Corona.

"It's like a mercenary force I used to belong to. Would it be more appropriate to say a group of killers? Takes the job of killing as a group and ends up fulfilling the request. That's the kind of organization."

"... Mion-san is there."

"Yeah, I already washed my feet.... is it correct to say that you washed it? As Richter's secretary, I could say that I chose to stay away from the battle."

A gentle smile.

I'm sure you won't regret it. That was the only thing that could relieve Futa a little.

"--I was also a pretty" usable "token, but there were a number of people who were much more skillful. The man was also an expert in the Orchestra contesting 1,2."

"Is that... King's Landing?

"Yes, I don't care if it's just an assassin. A killer who can't fight without so many samurai - what did he come here for? I don't want to let go of anything that could disrupt the tournament."

"I see... so talk to me."

"Yeah, at least you can't lose."

Orchestra.

Futa doesn't know what kind of organization it is.

But it is true that such a skilled assassin has emerged, and we should be risking it.

"Hey, is he working in a group?

"A group....? I don't know. At the very least, there is no information that anyone else in the Orchestra has set foot here."

"I see....."

"Do you have an idea?

"No, there was a break-in at the royal castle yesterday. Something I heard later about entering the treasure chest. --It seems that there was nothing stolen, but it's creepy again."

"... intrusion. Hmm, I don't know. In the meantime, I will only tell you the name and appearance. It's not necessarily the same name, the same look."

--His name is Libra Robinson. A long man with bright white hair and bright red eyes.

"... hmm"

Fouta evokes memories.

At least that intruder - Silk Hat's young man's eyes were pale and his hair colour was not well understood in the dark at night, but it was definitely dark.

I conclude it's someone else.

Okay, I'll be careful.

"Yes, please do. If you need anything, you can contact me... and tell the princess."

I see. If Lilac thinks the tournament might be destroyed, he might be able to figure something out. "

I'm sorry I can't count on her - I wouldn't have to put it on the balance sheet or the tournament.

It's only if Lilac knows what he wants to do about the tournament.

Thank you, and Mion lowered his head once.

"Even with me... I don't want to be disturbed on the battlefield for a long time"

The words whispered with grief.

However, her eyes had a feeling of enthusiasm for the tournament, which was by no means mere anxiety.

"... the orchestra?"

"Rhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... where are you, Futa?"

The return.

When Huta and Corona left the noble city by carriage, they were shopping and stylish on the main street.

The fact that there was a carriage and the need to buy it afterwards. And the whole afternoon was free.

All three of them, it was the beginning of a good time.

--And there's another reason for plain language.

I don't have a partner candidate for Fouta. I was going to find his partner when I had free time to be spectacular.

There are no more days until the tournament.

Holding fast, Huta was caught in the thought.

"No, I wonder what kind of people they are. Mion's former colleague."

"Didn't you ask Mr. Mion?

"Well... I guess so."

I didn't seem to have a good memory.

Though I heard the face and name because it was an emergency, I was a little distracted to be alone and step into my past life.

A group of street killers.

Literally speaking, it is extremely noisy, but I also understand that it is necessary in this world where there is a profession such as "assassin".

However, this is not the case when it comes to forgiving the disruption of the tournament.

In the meantime, I'll report back to Mr. Lilac when I get home.

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

Think about it, she smiles.

"― ― It's an unexpected, personal trip!

"Ha ha ha. That's right."

I hope so.

Futa doesn't want any trouble either.

He smiled at her telling her that there was such a happy fate - Futa raised her face.

"... Corona"

Watch his surroundings to protect her, and he narrows his eyes.

Beyond this alley - the smell of blood.