The next day, the welcome continued. Welcome to the Merle Hall.
Yes, it's an invitation to the workout.
As for Emme Fiyard, sorry but with a touch of armor sleeves.
There is no need to ask Asakura or Pink to put it up.
I would have just said to Calvin the asshole, Sinnoske, and Samuro Oyama that it would be a good battle if they were Hume (off the kill). If you think you don't have psychic powers, you're the arm of the outgoing.
My teacher, Uncle Makabe, and my ID Guarantor, Alex, smile (with that said, if you leave school, you'll leave your ID Guarantee, I will).
Mr. Walter, who brought in the story of the game, has a bitter face.
The problem is, of course, Raina, who followed me from the Tachibana family and stayed with the Mel family.
To say a daughter-in-law is also her guard, so the.
"Emme! Even if you lose, you have a way of losing! It's not a Tachibana family name break!
And, well, that's why.
I got rid of this (?), but what, Peter.
"Even though my qualifications do not extend, I am the same direct minister as you, the head of the family. A broken name is a little.
"'It's natural not to take a pull on a samurai. Don't compare in the first place'? Don't tell me.
Let's do it, Peter.
I sold it to the Count's maid, the Führer's daughter, in a fight from the front.
No, I'm not just impressed, I don't.
Look into Peter's eyes and snort back firmly.
By being able to deliver your statement, you respond to your feelings.
"The Brotherhood is the Brotherhood. What are you doing, let Yul Reinen deal with you?
The battle between Yul and Emme was promising.
Wooden weapons have less power to "slash" and "poke". On the other hand, the power of "beating" doesn't change much.
Yul won, reasonably plausibly.
That's why I said, "Let them do it".
I shouldn't say "please" or "put on an archery" etc.
Because Yul's vouchers and the Karewala family vouchers will be involved.
However, it is also inevitable that Raina's mood will become even more oblique.
I repeat, Emme's arm is not bad.
That's all, that the other guy was a goddess gift holder and a big boy who had been planted by masters since he was a kid.
That said, if they take two in a row, that's well. So it's a problem for Fujiko.
Well, what do we do?
While I thought of it as... etc., I was not given.
Peter is coming in and on one knee.
Rayna spoke a cold voice.
"You blame yourself for disrespectful remarks? 'A little nasty', no less so.... Emme! Now you win, right?
In Peter, you can't win.
Emme has a comparable arm to the top of the school.
All I can say from you is one word.
"However, I would like to ask you to be gentle.
"You can rest assured, Master Karewala. My father tells me not to piss you off.... Don't be awesome! Me and Emme both know! Damn, I'm a boring man!
To avoid crushing Tachibana's face, I gave him a winnable opponent.
"If I hurt you badly, it's war," you have to understand.
Although, as Raina herself said, "I know". Still.
Socialization between houses in kingdom society is the same as diplomacy.
Not without holding the gunships back.
To such common sense, a man soaked until old soaked, I guess, is "boring". To Raina.
… I would like to think that it has not yet been fermented.
Emme, a family-named brother-in-law and daughter-in-law of President Tachibana, just understood the situation.
Because it was just a combination, and I played Peter's wooden knife and showed it to him.
"Brilliant!"
Master Alex's voice flies.
While maintaining Tachibana's face, don't let the opponent get hurt.
Really brilliant.
Well, I do.
The training ground, in that kind of place, shouldn't be.
"I'm sorry, Hiro. I was going to have the archery put on, but I was losing sight of what was in front of Mr. Raina. If only...
"Don't admit it, Walter. Either way, I'm in trouble. Although it is my responsibility to admit to watching the game...... Calm down for today, will you be patient in your archery with me?
"Five minutes with me. In that area, Alex? Hiro, I picked you up. Mr. Filia's eyesight is considerable. but angry. Whether or not you can calm down when they say you've lined me up in two years.
"Hey, what?
Whoever picks up that Raina voice does not exist in the training ground.
"Hiro, it's not your fault, is it? I'm in charge here. This is unacceptable.
Signs of Dr. Mashimura were swelling.
"No. I have one end of the responsibility, too.
Attach the calves and tighten the threads.
I had no idea you didn't have armor, but it was so meticulous.
"Thank you for your guidance.
"Come for real. Through Asakura.
"... I understand!
Across the street, on a stick that has been swung down, meet Asakura.
I also get full spirits and ghost backups.
And me. I'm the one who squeezes everything.
A body that has grown around one since last fall and has even worked out for itself.
A spirit in which, even though they were small, they went out into battle, killing people, letting them kill, and letting them live.
I squeezed out everything I could get out of it.
Sensei Mashimura had also learned to be "chi".
Although the nature was completely different from that of Tsukahara Sensei.
Sensei Tsukahara's chi was "chaotic".
Dr. Maki's chi is, "Gang Yang, Strong, Hard, Heavy..." It's very diverse in writing, but it's a monochromatic feeling.
Straight ahead, I'm coming under pressure.
My arm, my leg, my spine, it stings.
"Don't stop!
With his eyes wide open, he moved only his eyes to the left, and Sensei Mashimura put in a drink.
I can't afford to look at you. but I can tell by the signs.
Philia and Thousand Early Mornings were hoarding their spiritual power.
Just like when you stopped my game with Dr. Tsukahara, I guess you were getting ready.
It's tight.
Unlike in Tsukahara Sensei's time, I'm not in the nature of "I can't breathe, I can't understand".
If you can breathe, you can understand. It's just that the "force," the "weight," the "size," is even tough.
"Something like that, Hiro! Your two years, the weight of life you've put on your hands, is that what it is!
Yeah, it's another horse lantern. Since last fall, imminent death experience.
The faces of those who have left me for the past two years, the people I have killed, come to my attention one after the other.
My two years, their lives are not light. Light, but not good.
No matter how much, I don't care if you're Dr. Maki. I won't let you tell me!
"I'm kidding. Oh, a! Not like this, not like this!
Push the stick straight overhead.
Out front. One step, one step.
While accepting the stick, I went in between the knives.
Dr. Mashimura's ghost figure grows bigger.
... what is such a thing! Of those I've laid my hands on, thoughtless!
Scared, the ghost's mouth opened.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!
With the roar, the pressure of qi increases.
I rebuilt where I should have fallen off my knees.
I'm sure. The last two years have been the fruit of training.
"Not like this! No, no, no, no, no, no!
Desperate, push back.
My face, it gets closer.
I went in between knives.
The battle starts here!
Words ahead, have them corrected!
Exactly, that moment.
The ghost's face broke my grin.
Heh.
Another step, increased pressure on your chi.
I couldn't stand it and my posture collapsed.
Oh, the stick's falling.
... Thought so.
Dr. Mashimura let go of the stick.
I was just about to collapse downstairs, and I stuck up front.
On that cheek, a back fist with a waist, by Dr. Maki, who took a step forward.
How far would I have been blown away?
Lose your mind, be invited to the Goddess's room, old Molly deepen your friendship, and be dropped off the floor again.
I woke up.
In the weak light of the division, the training ground in the eyes was regaining its original appearance.
Emme is hanging her left arm from her shoulder.
Yul's neck and jaw had a few scratches on the blade that were completely open.
You guys seriously fought without forgiveness? Well, naturally, I forgive you.
Master Alex opens or closes his left fist with his face in his face.... there was enough intrusion to paralyse the preacher, huh?
That's all you have, Mr. Walter of the day.
This one doesn't seem to be hurt anywhere. but he is sweating with a blue face.... where you can't see them, you're pretty fucked, right?
Each of them is rehabilitated by Phyllia, lending her shoulders, laughing out loud like an idiot, and returning to the hall.
Except one.
"I'm sorry."
What I heard from behind was Rayna's thin voice.
Looks like you figured it out.
That it doesn't bring politics or socialism to the workout.
It would be nice if you understood.
The laughter broke.
Because of the breath held by the title holders, including me in the reserve, about how to speak up.
A little awkward.
But.
The "while" was also buried. Just one word.
"Hmm? Rayna, did you do something to him?
Mr. Makabe!?
No, I'm serious...
Is that what a 100 percent purity martial artist is?
This is outside the training ground.
If it's a catch ball for conversation, there's no one out to Rayna's right.
It will return well.
And that Miss Raina.
Suddenly, he pulled my right cheek.
Teacher Makaburi hit me in the cheek.
"Yes!
"No. Something that bothered me about a very brilliant blue bruise. I followed it and it hurt me unexpectedly. My apologies, Master Karewala?
"What the hell, Hiro, that's about it. Be patient."
Stupid laughter begins again.
I'm desperate to laugh, too, when my beaten cheeks are getting swollen.
That bushy smile invites everyone to laugh again.
Yeah, I know. Should I just put up with it!?