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

--Wangdu Civilian Street. Group housing.

A symbol of everyday life for people living in King's Landing, away from hotels and tourist areas lined up in Inn.

Dozens of numerically assigned rooms exist in several apartments, one of which is rented by a person.

Naturally speaking, it is obvious, but it is obvious to the "people who live in the King's City".

For example, if a distinct stranger was using it instead of a hotel - there are few reasons why they don't want to live in a hotel.

Something terrible is going on.

"... niisan. It's a good ride, but it's okay, Sa. Have you forgotten our job?

Looking back at the blurriness of Henrietta, a girl lying on a fitted sofa, Rosa worked in martial arts training in a small living room.

On that cool face, Henrietta looked bitter.

"... take off your hat at home."

"Hmm, that's impossible."

"Are you bald?

"I'm not bald!!

Look at this fuzzy head!! Henrietta pushed the drawer that took off her hat and showed off the top of her head with a smell of trouble.

I wonder if the adjective "fusa fusa" is appropriate.

That brown hair fell asleep suddenly because he was always wearing a hat. The hairs are either thin or thin, and I don't have a very harsh impression.

If it were a girl, it would be beautiful straight if it was stretched out. I gently touched my hair with envy.

"Besides, I haven't forgotten my job."

"Really? Since the arrival of King's Landing... Mr. Corona? You're just doing what you can."

"Hmm. I don't know what to say. Her naive smile. A beautiful heart that tries to push and kill a slight intersection of shadows. She taught me that beauty is something I can reach by myself!!

"... eh, what? I don't think so, brother."

Droza, Henrietta, and Martin, who's been doing something else for a while.

These three are bandits, to say the least.

They steal and sell stuff to make a living, and they look bad publicly - if there's evidence, they're going to lock them up.

"Somehow," if there is no nomination arrangement in this king's capital, there is no pretense that the guards are on the lookout, but that's it.

Draza, the leader of the bandit, prefers to "steal beautiful things."

It was Henrietta, who knew that, that made me wonder if I could hear his conversation.

I thought you were taking Corona somewhere.

"If she wants, of course."

"... what do you mean?

"All you have to do is dictate as you wish."

It's this silly face.

I can't stand being angry and wanting to punch you in the face.

"Then what is it? You're doing some good backwork, and you're doing some kind of separation?

Are you stupid?

"... hah? Isn't it our motto to do everything you want?

"...... this is why the slut is here. I can't because I can't be a woman."

All right, let's kill him.

Beautifully divide it into 16 equal parts for Marton's dinner today.

Rosa says, glamorously passing through Henrietta's eyes, which even show such madness.

"─ ─ If you do that, you won't be beautiful."

……

"I'll do everything I can to get something beautiful. But if it turns out to be dirty with grime, it's worth it."

It's annoying ~

"If you're a human, you won't be in trouble."

Slightly loosen your body, flipping back from the kick. Then slide steps with your fist in.

The movement of the mould into the hall.

While continuing to train, the words of the drawer certainly have no gaps, and Henrietta silences.

"Well, that's fine. If you want an older brother, I'll do my best to get him."

"Oh, I'm counting on you. I didn't know it was a tag match."

That's right.

Oh, really...

Raise the corner of your mouth, and Droza says.

It's convenient.

Henrietta smiles invincibly and Droza nods at each other.

Well, there's also a prize coming out. I don't care whether I make money or not. "

I see. Besides work... "

That's what I was about to say, then.

The front door opened and a fat man returned.

Hmm, I came to both of you with a sweat wipe and told them.

"For now, I know where to find you."

"Well, well done."

"Now you're safe at work."

Oh, and... Marton continued as he remembered.

Lunch costs 3,000 gallons.

Pay in my pocket.

Stay calm, fat boy.

I don't know.

For his supreme meal lunch, the other two were also prepared for salt.

― ― Arena Spectacular.

The impact runs slowly, slowly.

It seems that the fireworks (fireworks) emitted at the same time were made by mass-producing magic stones acquired somewhere.

The second day of the Second Martial Arts Games.

Guest intake is obvious, but less than yesterday.

Without the opening ceremony, there will be no promotional slots.

There are a lot of fighters who come looking forward to the sword itself.

"... well, you need to root it in your memory once and for all."

Awesome, I don't think so.

"I don't like it, so you know it."

--Pasta-chan Cole shouted, "Don't let it get cold."

Earlier, at the opening, there was her light performance.

(1) The face after work is by no means healthy.

It was a more evil, frustrating and shameful expression.

"The point is, 'Pasta may be seen at any time'?

"It's a good line for you. Not just" pasta ", fun events can happen at any time. If you think so, it means that the customer's entrance is stable."

"I see. I'm really thinking about it."

"Of course."

Hmm, she walks with her nose snorted, and it doesn't seem surprisingly different.

The two of you will, of course, go to the explanation seat in the arena.

The seat is naturally located in a direct exit area from the hallway dedicated to the people involved, but it is close to the general audience seat.

Either way, it would be better to say that the audience seat close to the stairs is partitioned to form an explanatory seat.

Therefore, the seat nearby was also a ticket traded at a high price.

"Pasta!

"Cute!!

"Push-thahn!

Climb the stairs and appear in the explanatory seat for instant attention.

Nine years old, she waved her hand smiling and pulled her hand and smiled with a full smile.

Futa could no longer but admire and nodded and followed her.

On the second day of the qualifying round, and on the field of cobblestones drawn by light.

Place your hands on the magic device provided in your seat and breathe lightly with your little mouth.

Everybody!!! The second day of the qualification begins!!!

A loud spectacle that echoes the sound of the earth.

The enthusiasm in the venue is not bad.

There are no noticeable vacancies, but the venue looks slightly less dense than yesterday's overcrowded venue.

But this is already woven.

It is only natural that preferential slots will appear and be heated up for the tournament.

"All we do is give satisfaction and go home."

Yeah, I know.

I had a meeting beforehand.

We can't increase the audience from now on.

However, there is a possibility that the audience will decrease from now on. Then it is the order imposed on Futa and Pasta that will cut that possibility.

Well, here we go.

Nice to meet you.

They don't even look at each other and communicate with each other in little words.

And the second time opens the curtain.

Come on oniichan!! On the second day, there's something I want to say... Ahahah. It's not that different from yesterday. "

"No, that's not true.

Huh? Is that so?

The princess, impressed that they still handle well, watches them from the stakeholder's seat.

"Oh, it's only natural to say that yesterday's face is different from today's members, but it's also the gladiators who don't know what's going to happen."

That's right, oniichan. I don't know what to expect. "

It was kind of the general idea of the venue.

However, this is not the case for those who are discerning and those who were lucky enough to watch the game near the "brother and sister" one day during the qualifiers.

Well...

In the meantime, he tells.

"That's why I'm here."

Ahhhh! Oniichan!!

Leaving aside the presence of a very cute sister, Huta narrows her eyes a little.

Well then, the athletes are entering!!

The same thing you did last time. A 50-person Battle Royal.

But the difference is that this is a tag match.

This is not a battle between 50 and 10, but a battle between 25 and 5 groups.

Pasta continues his commentary as he looks at the 50 warriors coming in straw.

Will there be 5 people left - or less than 10, including the team where both Tag survived? In the form that it can be settled either way. Everyone is wrapping cloths of various colors to make it easier to see... oniichan "

What's wrong?

If I had 25 pairs, I'd have trouble getting more and more similar colors.

I see. That's why I'm talking about what kind of ideas you have. "

That's right!

Let's say it's a bad tag match.

This time there was a disadvantage that it was difficult for the audience to know whether it was settled or not.

That's why.

But don't worry!! It's always on the board!!

Yes, it is.

From now on, not only will you draw a match card in the cobblestone field,

There is a large screen on the spectacle stand that is visible to everyone.

There, it was the specification that the remaining number of people and the representation of the team were done in real time.

And then! Oh, my God, the referee is here again, General Mion! It's starting to look official! Thank you, Sir Richter L. Klimbroom.... let's do it. Hmm.... "

Well, publicity is important.

Mion waves his hand on the cobblestone.

Because the warriors were anonymous, the most famous thing in the field was the referee.

"... good?

"Yeah, anytime."

The Pomodoro brothers and sisters exchanged words in a gap that attracted attention to the referee.

While Pasta was buying time, Fouta's eyes were stained with gold.

And I'll tell you.

So, oniichan! Who's featured in this game!?

That's right... I wrapped that green cloth around it - it must be the Black Cat Bandit.

Ooh!! Why, why!?

That's...

"Heh. Featured player. I thought I knew before I knew what I was capable of."

"No, brother?

"No, no, no. I see he sees something in us."

Waving his hand, he tells.

"Well, if that's the case. Isn't it cool to kill him in an instant without a description?

"That's not true, oniisan...."

Hah, Henrietta sighs, but with such an unbelievable expression that nothing can be done.

Well then, it's troublesome, but are you doing it?

Oh.

Looking at the provocative remarks, the other participants who stood up.

Game starts!!

At the same time as the referee's signal, Rosa laughs.

"Let's get started - our circus!!

Flying from the spot, Henrietta.

At that moment, Draza peeked at her arms under her cloak.

The next moment, all teams except the Black Cat Bandit knocked down.

The pleasure since Izna Sicienzan is here.