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

Now, before the opening of the qualifiers. I'd like to start the opening ceremony. "

In a word of the lilac, Huta glanced next to him.

It's no longer painful, and I'm wearing a pasta that has become a vicious phase that doesn't look like a girl can come to mind. Even if you pretend to be a fake girl, you can't do this at 14.

Looks like it's time to go.

"Shut up"

"Severe"

However, as soon as the expression was put into the specifications of "pasta", she was also a commercial soul of driftstone.

She took a breath like she had given up and stood up.

Well then, I'll go.

Looks like he's headed for the battlefield.

"Shut up"

"Severe"

Slowly descend the back stairs and face the field on your back.

It was like a warrior going to war, as Fouta put it.

The loud and intense burst sound seems to reach deep into your chest.

Not just Huta, but rather the surprised audience would have been so upset.

Faces that raised their chests in anticipation of the opening raised their faces uniformly to the shock as if they had been fired at the cannon.

Fireworks were fireworks, white-smokes in the field and fireworks in the air.

Flowers and snow sparkle over the sky far ahead of understanding what happened. The petals are red - no, the garnet is shiny.

The smoke surrounding the cobblestones clears up to match the heat in the boiling venue.

There are no more fighters lined up there.

Instead, a circle of flowers in the center of the field.

Everybody!!! Thanks for coming to Spectacular today!!

Pasta! Children who raise their tension are sure to have unexpected pleasure and excitement in their appearance.

Well then, for everyone who came!! I've been entrusted with the opening ceremony, so I'll do my best!!

Along with the four girls who were prepared behind Pasta as backdancers, she suddenly took a big breath as she rode on the music that was overflowing the arena.

― ― The plan from the management side is to target some synergies.

One is, naturally, to show the impact of "it's not the first time" largely from the opening ceremony.

This is true, for example, of the first lilac mouth, where the pasta and lilac are interwoven.

Of course, it was pasta wisdom to have the champion proclaim the second tournament.

There are other things that I showed as a card from the beginning, which is different from the previous time.

Unlike last time, there was trust and expectation among the audience from the beginning for the "real contestants". That's all I've been able to do.

But this is where the "qualifiers" begin. It's never bad, but it's not a plus, to start the qualifiers right after you show them the benefits.

That's right, memories are fresh. It is only natural in any world that you can expect fun and fun because it is brand new.

For example, let's say there was a bard who came in every day and wrote an interesting story in the tavern.

What if the bard spells the story once a month? Memories may be worn out, confused with the story of another bard, and you may not be able to expect more.

If the quality of the story is similar, it is deferred.

In a similar way, I am looking forward to the attraction of tomorrow spelled out by the bard. Even if the poet told the story the next day that he still couldn't reach, or if he told another story altogether.

Confusion is better than continued joy.

It is similar to "qualifying" after creating expectations in "preferential slots".

That's why pasta - no, "owner" Beatrice M. Olba saved only the "pleasure" of that expectation and came up with another way to overwrite memory at once.

Enjoy the moment, even if it doesn't last.

I'm sure you've been expecting a "fighting sword" from Spectacular, but something interesting may suddenly emerge.

That's the opening ceremony, and this is the stage.

--There's still a reason.

Beatrice M. Olba aimed at a strategy of mutually expanding the fan base in order to make the audience who came to enjoy "fighting the sword" a guest of "pasta on stage".

Those who heard "Pasta Onstage" once and weren't interested. Or someone who was interested but did not carry a leg. And if it's a "fighting sword," he hesitates to go to the stage of the girl.

They are forced to show "heat" and take it into their circles.

So, of course, I was going to have someone demonstrate the sword at the next Pasta Onstage.

Different entertainment segments of the audience mutually expand the fan base.

It was also a fabric stone for that.

... most likely.

"Why is the second stage decided unanimously...!!!

Needless to say, it was against the background of a situation that was very unintentional to the manager himself.

Nevertheless.

"... is it a boulder? He really is."

With the cheek cane attached, the corners of the mouth of the lid watching in the explanatory seat were unexpectedly loosened.

She couldn't even run a short distance, and now she's spreading a smile for the customers.

I've never seen her on stage before.

"Good luck with that....."

To make money, the person says.

But if you look at her life, you'll see that it's not her desire.

One day, I would like to hear about the strong feelings for the Chamber of Commerce - and then I mocked myself first if I should talk about the past.

I see.

I don't want to talk about it myself.

Maybe it's time to answer the question.

After seeing her fake sister, who had brought the project to a great success with the audience completely on board, Huta honestly thought so.

Nothing happened on the first day of the tournament.

It was an exciting day for Futa's commentary and pasta performance.

--The pasta house.

"Ah... I can't... either. I want to die."

When she saw pasta lying on the bed and burying her face in a pillow and moaning, Huta had no choice but to lay her hands on her hips.

"Today is the opening ceremony, and it's always been pasta. Hang in there a little more."

That's right.

Ron, roll down on your back. She looks very upset at the ceiling.

No, or rather, perhaps he is malicious so as to strike a balance with his wicked love.

It is the valves of the person that the mind is going to go crazy if it stays the way it is.

"... but..."

When you glimpse at Futa, you already grab Randy by yourself, throw him over the sky, grab him, throw him, grab him.

How dare you like your favorite stuffed toy so much. Normally, he's already killed two or three times.

In the first place, even if I had said that ordinary people would not raise it in their private rooms and would not be informed of Randy's existence.

It's the beginning of that life again.

"Corona complained. They said it wasn't cleaned properly again."

"It's because of our weather."

"Reef is pathetic... because I'm going to meet this guy..."

Yes, it is.

Huta and Lilac were rivals during the tournament.

I was worried about what to do this time, but Lilac called me.

She herself would like to focus on the fight during the struggle.

I know exactly how that feels.

However, if there is a problem.

It was the last time I was born.

…………

Looking back slightly at the past, he looked at Futa, who was worried about his thoughts, and said, "I wonder what he's thinking anyway."

If Lilac had given you permission, you should have followed suit.

Even though Futa doesn't bother, there is a certain degree of "contract" between Pasta and Lilac.

To put it bluntly, we're talking about something that forbids Huta from being gentle.

Pasta accepted honestly.

Lilac would have struck a stone with it, but from a pasta point of view it's a good place to laugh.

'Cause.

"... you think they might take it, right?

Fufu, pasta smiles like a prank.

That's just one card for pasta.

Pasta knows that Futa will never betray Lilac. But it would be convenient for Lilac to think that he can take it anytime.

Future negotiations - and.

And I shook my head thinking so much.

You don't have to reach out to yourself.

Just do one thing at a time.

It was a girl named her who was unfamiliar with it and her personality.

I get what I want from the Chamber of Commerce with gold. For the sake of the Chamber of Commerce, no matter what you think.

But if what I want is mine, it's different. What's most important is that it's blooming gently at my feet.

"Futa"

"What is it?"

"Randy, can you stop bullying me?

"What? Are you going to interrupt my skinship?

"Why are you so attached to me like a stuffed animal!!

I accidentally threw a pillow.

He grabbed Randy and threw him back in the air.

It was a direct hit on the face.

Puja

"Fu. You have a pillow... and the sheets look good on you."

"Don't even name the pillow!! I mean, what's with the pillows and the sheets?

Uhhhh, the pasta goes crazy by grabbing its own red hair.

An intruder who opens the door and appears in the daily routine of his brothers and sisters (fake) as usual.

"Noooo!!!

"Oh, I'm surprised!

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. What's going on?"

A slightly raised lid and lightly flushing pasta due to being near the door.

Corona, who was exposed to both eyes, answered with a familiar, cat-like maid's face.

"I've finished cleaning. Leisure"

"Too strong....."

"Oops... it won't be over in three days for Reef."

Ma leaves aren't...

"Don't say leaves."

Yeah, yeah, the maid nods all the time.

"But that's it. Nice to see you again, noodles!

"Don't say noodles. Well, that's right. It's going to be bustling again."

A pasta that looks stunning and helpless.

Looking at that smile, Futa thinks.

The change with the First World War was here, too.

"Well, I have some prep for tomorrow, and the maid is cooking dinner! Come and get me when you're done!

"Oh, thank you.... then pasta. Let's wrap up a little bit."

I see. Tomorrow's qualifiers and what happens next. I need to talk to Robinson. "

I see.

However, it is not a smooth sail.

Not to mention the troubles, the problems we have are piles.

First of all, Huta breaks one finger.

The pasta proposal said Robinson would get into the house.

There are still many things I don't know about his personality.

Tagging together for a proud victory, Too Stoic Pasta is secondary to her own safety.

And one more thing.

Fouta drops her eyes on the registered athlete of tomorrow written on the scroll at hand and breaks one finger.

The second problem. That's it.

Tag player coming out tomorrow.

Droza Grissinger & Henrietta Sikowski

Team name "Black Cat Bandit"

Dinner was ready, hugging the corona that jumped in from his head, Futa showed a vague smile.