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

― ― A few days from the tournament.

An abandoned church in the King's Landing, where swamp lotus trees bloom in large circles.

A young man stood in front of the rusty and broken gate.

"... the castle of the demon king or something."

It's blurry.

A well-dressed man brought his foot to this place by himself to meet his acquaintance, not outside.

The children who may be living in this abandoned church are staring anxiously at us from the edge of the wall.

He is accustomed to being seen slowly, but when the other person becomes a toddler, it is a bit rough.

She sighed as if she had given up and placed the bag in her hand at her feet.

The fluffy fragrance is a cupcake from a shop where I was guessing that some noodles would burn.

It is difficult to talk about the face that comes to mind when I think it is one of the light sweets for a souvenir.

Still, he shakes his head when he feels comfortable with him.

--After all, it must be because of that man.

The frozen King's City. Even the Ice Empress, who reigned in the middle of it, melted away. Should we assume that it was a little impossible for them to continue their cold relationship while throwing themselves into the freezing wind around them?

I won't pick you up. But I don't have to be hostile anymore.

Now that the Olba Chamber of Commerce is well paid, and the economy has improved, there is no reason for the country to quarrel with the Chamber.

Then there is no need for the top to compete with each other.

To be precise, it wasn't that man who was involved in the fall play at the Olba Chamber of Commerce, it was the maid around it or the princess who should not call his name, but the reason why they were supposed to move around was that man's "selfishness."

If so, there will be no change.

The King's Capital was dying.

It would certainly have been his salvation to wait there, but now I think it might have been the king's capital that was being saved in some way.

"Here, take it."

"Yes, yes. Thank you, nobleman."

……

It's like a dwarf or something coming back to church with a bag.

What would have happened by now if the monsters hadn't rooted in this abandoned church with those kids? It would still be better if they were trapped and sold. Worst of all, he may have died of trouble eating between the cherry blossom season and the red season.

"But starving, huh?"

With that in mind, the young man puts his hand on his jaw.

Something caught me.

That's what the boy said when he called himself senpai and started nostalgizing him.

I don't understand the habit of dressing up as a woman because it looks good, but if you say it's euthanasia, I can't help it.

Each person has a way of life, and each person has the means to make a decision to live.

No, aside from her and his situation.

There must have been something in his words that bothered me.

That's... that's right.

"He said he dropped the money at the bank."

That's right. There's a bank in King's Landing, so I dropped the money. That's why she said she could buy personal clothes. That's why there are unspeakable feelings around choosing a dress, but that's also it.

I couldn't complain because it suited me, and the tailor was eager to do it. Does gender matter if the material is good? Speaking of which, she said that Pasta's clothes could also be sold to boys.

King's City, it is good that the economy has improved, but where are you going?

Nonsense.

I don't think so.

I see, it was caught...

"A suspicious person in front of the gate sends cupcakes and asks for an unexplained report."

"... mmm"

Face up, there's a girl in a one-piece dress with arms around her.

Even though the lady who makes her wavy golden hair wander and plays around is a noble lady.

The creepiness of the abandoned church and the fighting spirit surrounding it are distorted from the young lady.

"I'll kill you."

That's a hell of a greeting.

Ailoon B. Smiles, a girl holding her fist with bare hands without nails, was surprised by who she was dealing with.

"The situation is different from last time. If you kill me here, you'll be on the death table without leaving King's Landing. I'm not supposed to give you that name, but the woman in the case will take precedence over you."

"That woman......"

In fact, the words were persuasive.

A man who executes politics related to the foundations of the state and is now one of the few collaborators, is entrusted with cleaning one of the compartments. It's obvious which one to slash or throw away.

Ayroon, who sighed as if he had given up, turned his eyes toward the young man with malice toward the woman.

"So what do you want?"

"Wouldn't it be rude to just take the cupcakes and talk in front of the gate?

"There's no point in calling a visitor a souvenir without an appointment."

"I see. I'll write to you next time. Carve a family crest on the wax and use it. Let's make it an invitation."

"The invitation to the house where the dog and the female cat sat... that's interesting. That's why I'm going to ask you about it at the family meeting."

"Idiot, what if your house burns again at a home party?"

"I'm just having a party at home. Didn't you give me the money?

"I'm not going to drive the new house crazy yet... and the dog won't stop the bitch anyway? That's what they think."

Oh, that's not true.

"I'm still single and I'm still looking for someone to marry."

You don't need the information for the second half.

Does this mean there is no smell?

It is only unfortunate to say that you are samurai because you are a woman. I just happened to be a woman when I put him down.

The more he tries to hold them as mistresses, the more this man has not given up his life, nor has he given up his medicine.

A small sigh against the intriguing eye rune.

"... anyway. I'm just here to see how it goes."

"Hah... how's it going? About five people died well today."

"... it's not finished as a funny person."

"It's not a joke. A fool got drunk, swinging a blade, stabbing people... struggling to eat, stealing, beating them... and one more person tried to reach out to my personal belongings."

"Personal items?"

"You were carrying cupcakes earlier?

"Ah, personal stuff....."

Speaking of which, I recall that she was a very old girl.

I wondered if you were treating me like a slave, and unexpectedly, I had a rich expression. "Personal belongings" may be very important to you.

This woman can see that clothes and ribbons are also good for carrying things. Maybe it's the nature of what I care about.

Because they put their hands on me, they're going too far to kill me. But it's hard to say that the law works properly in this place. Her modus operandi is some sort of justice.

"... that's kind of weird."

"So, are we done here?

"I'm going home amazing."

"I don't think I have anything to do with you."

"You're having a tea party with her, aren't you?

"... it's like a disaster."

"That's how you say it."

There was no friendship between women.

"Well, that's good. I'm not here to see what's going on, I'm talking about you."

"How do I look? As you can see, we live healthy days."

I see. I was worried I might have been frustrated, but I was worried. "

"Would you please leave me alone with your sister?

"... I just thought you samurai could stand defeat."

"No, it's not."

Loosely shaking his head, his expression never looked like he was lying.

She narrowed her eyes and went on.

"--That was pure because they broke what they believed."

I thought it was something I knew when I saw him in front of me.

With such a question and a small disappointment in her chest, he answered his words with a neat expression.

Ah.

And look straight at the eye rune.

"So do you, too?

A moment of silence surrounds the abandoned church.

There is a whirlwind of killing around the eye rune.

"Me?

"At least, you lost the Fight." Isn't that right?

……

"If you don't think so, that's fine. That's what I looked like."

Indeed, Iroon is right.

I brought a souvenir, but it's not like I'm going to sit back and have a relaxing tea party.

Speaking, he turned his back on Eilon.

A voice on his back, trying to leave.

"... wait."

My feet are stopping.

Eyroon looked at his back without looking back.

"─" Fighting the Sword "is just a fun game to decorate killing each other. In the end, all I can see is curiosity and joy. I thought it would fascinate the living."

Well then, you can look for it.

……

His words blocked his throat for a moment.

He tells Richter L. Klimbroom.

"--their eyes are really curious. Then I wonder if it's the eyes you want, enjoy, and look down on each other."

And then...

"The eyes of a man who looks at you from the front and stands talented. If I don't kill you, I can't even survive. Are you the eyes of a scratched, chased beast?"

……

"You can take another look yourself."

That's what Richter said, and now he's gone.

Eyroon lay down for the first time.

He exhaled lightly and then looked at the sky in the sky.

The big cheers, the expectations for her, the insults.

And then...

That's all I could do.

― ― Arena Spectacular.

Empowering his swinging fist, Iron B. Smiles is challenged to attack Prim Lancaster's Changshan Cross: A Guide.

"Haahhhhhhhhhhhh!!

The beating kick, the speed is certainly not as fast as the turning of the knife or the spike of Lilac's Konzesh.

But her true apex exists in a series of strikes that flow, not one by one.

Eilon and Lilac are going to drop Primes alone. I thought it would be better to get in the way of Mion than to get in the way of him. "

Shouldn't we normally make two one-on-one?

Everyone will think so. But that's not what happened to Prim's feet - no, Mion-san's standing around. "

Hmm? I feel like Prim's feet and Mion's standing around are totally different. "

No, it's the same. - Check it out. "

Two perspectives on Prim's feet and mion's movements, as shown by the explanatory seat foot.

Before I started looking at it, I just thought it was a fluidity in the game, so I picked up where Mion was - the venue stopped.

I'm sure Prim is free to fight now. No, the other way around. If we can't fight in complete freedom, we can't fight Eilon and Lilac. So what Mion is doing is standing around to make Prim's movements the best. I mean, yes. "

That's it.

The moment I told you that, Mion's steps were light.

I never left before, nor did I retreat.

The jump is by no means meaningful to the movement.

But now the audience clearly knows.

Around the prime, Eyron, Lilac, and Mion stand up to make a beautiful triangle.

This game is a battle in which one of us becomes incapable of fighting and wins. In other words, as a theory in the case of a reversal of strength, it is better to make two against one first. You know that, don't you?

Uh-huh.

While I was in that position, if one of you tried to hit Mion-san...

"... I see. The Prim is flying in and it's like a pincer!

Unlike Mion-san, the Girl Garden (Princess Garden) has no means of ranged attack. Inevitably…

It'll be two against one!!

That's what it is.

Vertical formation because the mion can fight at medium range.

This form can only be achieved by allowing Primes to "defend" their opponents by keeping them at bay on the front lines. It is a many-to-many combat strategy that takes full advantage of the artifact of the crosshairs.

Just say "Commander."

A professional who creates a favorable situation without saying it and without thinking about a token.

"Haahhhhhhhhhh!!

"Eh...."

Nevertheless, the girls' garden (Princess Garden) is also worth it. One of us will deal with Mion's disturbance. Even though it's an instant collaboration, the only thing that doesn't collapse so far is the fact that the boulder has high individual abilities. "

Even though Mion's magic thread (Ariadne) is intertwined with the guide star, it's not pushed at all, those two!

"Yeah, but - on the contrary, what's the real thing about a star that doesn't collapse?"

"Ahahaha!! I wonder when I can't afford to use a guide star!!

"Konnoo...!!

"You despised me a little....!

The ferociously laughing Prim Lancaster cross is now swayed so vertically and horizontally that it can no longer be seen in an amateur circle that it only spins, all of which reflects the Ayroon and Lilac offensives.

It's like a jetty that pushes back anger.

The venue also heats up as she takes seriously "the Kingdom's strongest" and "the last semi-winning".

"Oh, come on, Prim. Seriously."

"Are those two taking their hands off...?

"You idiot."

"No, it may not work because it's just the two of us"

Say it honestly, Prim.

"Seriously, if it hadn't been for Eileen's surprise, it might have been Prim who was in the finals."

The venue sounds loud, and the blade resounds.

In response to the thrill of the gladiator, Iroon's fist rose.

"A-ahhhhhh!!

Cancer, blunt sound of being hit.

Primes, who catches his fist with a beastly expression, knocks out the Iroon with his strength.

While holding Lilac's concesh in a single piece of paper, she widened the distance to hold them back by turning the lilac around her waist.

Tsuneyama Cross: A guide.

There is no gap in the bowl.

But then, Iroon distorts the corner of his mouth.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

You're aiming for something.

"If you can't break the guide, just make sure you can't break the guide...!!

"... I see."

The jumping lilac rises slowly from the landing.

Similarly, Iroon's posture is truly a king's style.

The Girl's Garden is now taking on Prim Lancaster.

"---Mr. Prim!!!

The shouting voice of mion.

Did you hear that voice or not? Mion couldn't tell the difference.

If it doesn't end here, Lilac sees the threat in front of him as a threat and releases Concesh.

An eye rune that finds its way to endless battles and triumphs over the "fighting sword".

And Prim, who was suppressing the fury of the two.

"Ku"

Mion flies the magic yarn (Ariadne).

But the trajectory was read by skilled samurai.

"Ah-ha-ha!

At the same time as he was hit, Prim sewed up the gap and fired a crosshair--

Ha, ha, ha.

I heard a bad noise.