So, I started studying poetry...
I soon regretted what I said.
Made me want to throw everything round Ariel.
Why?... I want you to remember.
How my "poetic algae" came to be appreciated by Philia a thousand years ago.
Yes, on the pre-growth body, wearing a rash made from the skull of a "detached large foot" and wearing a black robe......
"Dark (r y"
is.
It is the literary view of this other world, this kingdom (Kingdoms), that makes this popular directly from the front.
As far as literature is concerned, it's "Kitchen Two Kingdoms".
Of course, there are as many poems as there are that are easy to accept from the feeling of the world I was in, Japan...
All the poems called "Classics" and "Standards" are "Chef II".
I can hardly study.
Well, the day after I signed up for a duel.
Jack Gordon gave me and Raina a call early.
"The duel shall be after school tomorrow! I asked my classmates to write one piece at a time about" The Subject of Poetry "and" The Composition of Poetry ". It's in these two boxes. On that day, I pull one from each box and have them write poems that match those two themes.
I mean, here's the thing.
If "Spring" was obtained as the "subject matter of poetry" and "in three lines" as the "composition of poetry," it would be the subject of "Write a Spring Poem in three lines".
"There are three judges. For the sake of fairness, I won't tell both of them and their entourage until just before the duel. Any objections?
"I don't.
I have no objection either.
"Good, then tomorrow, in this classroom!
... Not long ago, that's when it came.
After school.
My classmates disappear in unison.
Remaining in the classroom were me and Raina, the parties to the duel.
And Snook Hannigan, who has a reputation for not missing out on the delicious, early in the day on Phillia, the accompaniment. I named Rayna's attendant after me.
Soon Jack Gordon will show his face in the classroom and lead us to the staircase class.
When you open the door to the room, it's a vortex of enthusiasm.
It's not just my classmates. There are also many senior students.
Several teachers are here to see it. It sits on a specially appointed pier seat.
Who is it, Azuma, who has so far had thoughtful roots and setups?
What a waste of work. It's called excellent administrative capacity, which is why the bureaucratic reserve!
All involved climb on the stage.
Jack's greeting began, putting him on the "loud noise" of the alien.
"Ladies and gentlemen! There will be a duel here! The duel was signed up for by 'Necromancer' Hilo! I stood up for the honor of a woman! It was Lina de la Tachibana from" The Classroom Leader "who received the duel! She seemed like a lady and chose to decide the battle by poetry!
"I'm the one who keeps this battle, 'Singer' Jack Gordon. Let me introduce you to the three judges chosen in that authority!
"First, Christine Gordon of 'Writers'! It's a young flag in the romantic novel world.
"Subsequently, in order to be fair, I chose someone who had the exact opposite attribute of Christine. A common man, somewhat less interested in literature, Magnum of The Preacher (Monk). If you can move his heart, the poem is real!
"The chairman of the jury asks' Goddess'! … formally, the proclamation is announced…. Golem's, Super Space Monster/Iron Arm Rascal No.1!
It was a pleasure.
There's no way he wouldn't have stuck his neck in such an interesting event.
Damn it! No, seriously, damn it, but damn it!
"As you all know about the rules. The battle takes place in three bottles.
"I asked Maria Crowe to read out the poem in order to make it fair.
(As I heard later, they all desperately stopped Jack, the tone-deaf who also tries to be in charge of the readings. "I'm the organizer, and I want you to focus on the MC." You think I'm probably retired because of that?
"Do you have any objections to both sides, to the Duelists and the Exhibitors?
"" No objection.
"All right, then, let's get this duel started!
"Here's your first topic!
Exploring the two boxes, Jack pulled out the bills.
"'Love' in 'Classical Techniques'.
It sucks.
You want me to sing "Plenty of Kitchen Two" about "Love" that I've never even chanted?
But you can't abstain. Force it up.
... Sorry, for the first piece, let me refuse to publish it.
If something like this arrives in Japan by mistake, it will be a disgrace to the last generation.
Poetry readings by Maria Crowe. I'm just picked by Miss Uggs, which is pleasant for my ears.
... if it's not even my penance that is being read out.
Then Rayna's poem is read out.
(Although at the reading stage it has not been revealed which one made it.
I could understand that it was a great masterpiece without having to wait to be judged.
... because I can't help but lay face to face with the pain, even if I'm just asking.
The result of the review, naturally, is Raina's overthrow at 3-0.
"That's pathetic, Hiro! If it sounds like I'm going to be bitter next time, I'll write it!
Yeah, you know what? Next! Next!
"The second one, here it is!" Travel routes "in a" novel way ".
"Oh no! I don't know the latest trends! What am I gonna do?
Ariel is in a hurry that was gaining momentum.
No, wait, if this comes up, I have winning eyes, too.
Even Rayna has a face.
"Hey Ariel. Does the method" O O O O O O O "exist in this world?
○ ○ ○ ○ I don't know, no.
All right!... give me that masterpiece!
Wash your mouth in the stream.
There's still a bitter mourning.
Loads of back to bind, rope to devour
There's a merciless sun wheel in the sky.
Far followed by a slope poking at your chest, oh.
Give me credit for being an idiot.
Sleeping was once glorious and grand.
Sit down and watch. Or the poems left by my ancestors.
What do you want me to trade this joy for?
We're still halfway there. I don't know how to stop you.
We've come a long way, my friend. Yeah.
Turn around, my heart is on the road.
It's no use, my friend. I don't give a shit. Don't hold me back.
Drop me off, my far back. Don't stop me.
One gentleman, I think, is the most unforgivable love ever.
It's better than this. I don't know what you look like.
The contents are appropriate. What matters is the method.
That's what I thought, but I may have recently been drawn to an episode I found out about.
Ariel turns away.
"That's cruel. Yeah, it's okay, I know. Literature is cruel. Because it's what comes into being with a broken heart.
What was read out earlier was Rayna's poem.
I still think it's brilliant. It was a piece that even I could hear calmly for as long as I was desperately diluting the cook twice.
...... but for that matter alone, it seems I was somewhat disapproved of the judges.
As for my poetry, Christine and Magnum had such a subtle appreciation.
When it comes to traveling, it's traveling, but so what? Feels like.
The venue begins to bother. The gallery is also wondering which way to raise the armament.
In that air, Goddess's deputy, the hyperspace monster/Iron Arm Rascal No. 1, opened his mouth.
"This, 'vertical reading', right? Read the first word and the last word of the sentence, vertically." There is nothing to be done and nothing to be done with Miyakodori straw. "
"You were! I've never seen a method like this!
Magnum screams as she turns the book.
Magnum, a hard-working man, also brought a reference book on poetry to the jury.
"A poem written beside me, abandoning everything and looking like a brave, traveling man. In a verse written vertically, I think of a woman left in the capital. This is brilliant!
Exactly, Christine. Evaluate the content further.
The venue boiled more.
Now Rayna is laying face down.
The second was my triumph at 3-0.
No, the tradition of folding phrases that lasted longer than ancient times and the 'vertical reading' of online jargons, Japanese culture prevailed.
"Did you not give in both and take one bottle at a time together? Brilliant! Come on, here's the third one to decide the battle!
Jack puts his hand in the box. Slightly, two bills appear.
"'Honor' to 'Freedom'.
"Isn't this... a worthy issue to adorn the end of this duel! Gentlemen!"
In a great cheer, the third battle began.
"Hiro, the second one was brilliant. I won't say anything loud anymore. Admit you. Write as you please.
Ariel puts his hand on my shoulder.
Raina raised her face, lying down. Looks like he looked up at the sky and started making recommendations.
Philia's looking at me, Chiharu.
"Honor," huh?
I've never known the "weight of honor" before in this world.
Only that episode, I can think of the subject matter.
Squeeze the pen.
Words poured out all at once.