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

― ― Arena Spectacular.

Come on, oniichan. Not at that time. "

A healthy girl with a sweet voice connected to the "fun" of spectacular audiences was in the explanatory seat. My eyes are swimming and it hurts to desperately look for a topic, but I don't think anyone will notice it.

Where the hell did that idiot go?! She kept pushing and killing her heart to scream, and she managed to keep looking for topics to talk about.

Originally, this time was the time to reflect on today's game and to inspire expectations for the next. I can't do any of those things because my dear Futa has gone somewhere.

You can talk about it with the knowledge you know, but if you do it, it could have hindered the introduction of players that you have refrained from introducing after that.

After inadvertently spitting out extra player information, if Futa denies it, it will be a situation that cannot be noticed. Pasta has no reason to take such a risk.

As early as possible, the only connecting stories were personal episodes of pasta and small stories from management that involved gladiators.

Pasta loves oniichan so much.

"My brother, he's not as strong or as gentle as your brother Pasta."

"But I want to be like Pasta...."

This is the result.

The children who came for Pasta were delighted.

I love and respect my brother, and I adore him. While doing so, I'm working hard by myself, trying not to put a burden on oniichan. The ideal of "lovely oneechan", which preceded the times, quickly penetrates the King's City.

Girls who think of oniichan and project themselves to a healthy girl.

Of course, not only a few are enjoying it.

After all, Pasta, who has a lot of opportunities to meet gladiators, makes fun mentions of their daily routines that are invisible to the audience.

Most of the remaining players are privileged and familiar to the audience.

So this is just fan service.

As a result, it was a solid talk of connections that inflated expectations of the next gladiator.

Strangely, oniichan talks a lot because he will accompany you when you meet the gladiator.

─ It's getting late.

It's getting late!! Where have you been!?

The narrator finally appeared at the point where he managed to connect.

What people don't know is that they stick their thighs under the table, but they basically remain faceless.

The fake sister had pain on her pinch finger and took off her hand.

This is what I would do if I came home today.

I thought it was rusty.

Well, er

Pasta looks back once and for all.

Looking toward the stairs, the maid flipped the pictured sign of X to the circle.

Looks like we're ready.

Shortly afterwards, it was raised with a sparkling smile.] was ignored.

At the end of her vision, which she decided was not the case, she pointed to pasta and felt that a threatening sign had been placed, but let's say she didn't see it.

─ Looks like we're ready, let's go to the next match card! Now, what's next?

As I said at the beginning, neither I nor Pasta know the combination. The moment I get back, I may leave my seat again. "

To tell you the truth, Fouta is finalised in the fourth match, but that's a fact he didn't tell the audience.

I see. That's right. That's it, oniichan. "

What's wrong?

The pasta seemed to have noticed something and looked up at the frightened fouta and asked.

"... um... For example, if oniichan and another team fought. In the meantime, I wonder if the commentator will become Lord Finance....."

I don't know why Richter is limited, but the commentary will change depending on the combination. I wouldn't know about it if you didn't know about it. "

It is self-evident that Pasta will be contacted by someone who will be explaining with him while he is away, rather than by Futa, who will leave his seat as an explainer.

For the first time, it was pasta with a painful expression.

Because I don't know who's coming for pasta anymore.

"Ugh... hey, oniichan!"

What's wrong?

"I love oniichan. We haven't been together forever...?

Except for the game.

Oniichan's idiot!!!

Even if I looked up with my wet eyes, there was no island to attach.

Even though the pasta was really approaching, even though it was genuine in the middle of the year, the pasta was not very responsive, but if Futa told me, "there shouldn't be such a flashy smile behind it."

"Shit, if she were that witch, she'd listen to me."

"Rather, Corona won't be able to rely on me any more."

Shine

It was a double meaning.

I don't care about pasta, I don't care about this reaction, I don't understand Corona.

Regardless, the tournament will move on to the next game with such brothers and sisters.

The moment when the light that illuminates the cobbles shines brightly and makes people feel the announcement of the match card.

The pasta switches quickly to give the whole spectacular sound of fun.

"Come on, oniichan! There are six teams left!

I see. Two of them. It looks like it might hit you pretty hard, but what happens? "

"Does oniichan have any hope?

Hope is such a clumsy gesture again......

A pasta question that connects the opponent card to the cobblestone field in a short time.

Combination expected for the second match.

The first game was a big one. You may take it that today's venue has warmed up appropriately.

In fact, Futa thinks every team has its own potential. It is also evident from the fact that "Stardust", which is inferior to individual abilities, has dropped "Girls' Garden".

In that sense, the reverse of the pasta question - that is, there is no card that I am not interested in.

It was Futa's honest feeling that she could enjoy any combination.

The trajectory of training was visible, and the history of collaboration is invisible. In other words, it's fun for Futa to attract unexpected combinations.

--I don't remember any fear of being struck by the surprise and losing here, because this man is the king.

while saying that.

If Futa remembers the remaining cards, they can be arranged in an instant.

Except for our own team, there are five left.

Wilderness Storm Blade by Izna Sicienzan and Wind Earth Note

Bill and Ben's Shadowblade Brothers.

Team Friendship with Richter L. Klimbroom and Flux

"The Sword Hunt" by Reef Leangride and Arrows

And Droza Grissinger and Henrietta Sikowski's Black Cat Monster.

That's all.

There's no way to mix your cards while saying you want to see them, there are 10 combinations you can think of.

I didn't think it could be calculated by Futa, but thinking of several combinations, Futa thought.

I see. I want to see the match of the Black Cat Bandit. However, the combination of "Wilderness Storm Blade" versus "Team Friendship" that didn't hit in the previous battle was hard to throw away. Is that where it is?

Earlier games were boosted by the first mion as well as by Iron and Prim, but the most interesting was probably the power of Prim and Lilac.

Because I didn't actually bump into him in the form of a tournament, I wonder which strength is better.

There are a lot of uncertainties because of tag matches, but that's the other way around. In other words, opinions are easily divided by people. If opinions are divided, it calls for debate, and many theories make people anticipate and thrive again.

This is also the flavor of a single sword.

Huta didn't think that far, but there were definitely a lot of fans who raised the heat relative to Prim and Lilac.

I'm sure it's the same with Izna and Richter.

The result of that thought was what Huta said earlier.

I see! Thank you, oniichan. "

It seems that the venue is ready for the moment when the words are exchanged so lightly.

A scroll was slightly inserted by the maid into the hand of the pasta that had just coughed up. The "I'll put it on the noodle maker" inscription on the back went through and turned to the match card.

And the first game that caught my face was on my back.

"Hee," she smiled with joy.

Hey oniichan. Then it might be a boring card for oniichan. "

"What?

Well then I'll read it out!!

Aside from the open lid, the pasta checks his throat to make sure his voice is up again.

I couldn't help but look at the cobblestone field.

The characters reflected there are exactly the match cards for the second match.

With the name of the team in mind again and the facial expression of the tag in mind again, Huta glanced at the information as quickly as a second computer.

And then...

"King's Capital Eisenhalt Arena, Spectacular II. World War II"

The name of the team reflected at the same time as the echoing pasta voice, Huta exhales the air flame with a "ha".

Official Battle Two Rounds of the Battle.

Second match.

Wilderness Storm Blade vs Kensei (Wild Hunt)

Don't mess with me. --It's the best revenge match I've ever seen.

Unwittingly bitter champion.

Hehe. Let's play the second game!!

An idol in the arena laughing joyfully.

A raging cheer blows through the venue.