Finally, the morning after refraining from martial arts tournaments.
The Almarks gathered for their last practice.
"That's the last of today's practice. Let's not regret it."
Using Almark's words as a signal, each one scatters and starts practicing.
"Torque, today is the day I take you down!
to Nelson, who is getting hot. Almark is
"Nelson, the real thing is tomorrow."
and stab the nail.
"I know. Be prepared, Torque!!"
"It's a joke, a payback."
Stab the nail just in case you laugh and respond to torque.
"Never get hurt, either of you."
Then I look at it in turn with Raido, Galein, Deg and Pillman and give them my final advice.
And finally, I speak to Morgen, who was silently practicing alone.
"Morgen, it's called finishing"
"Okay."
Morgen nods with a tense face.
The last hours of practice passed in an instant.
"What do you say, wow!
Sweaty torque raises the roar of victory.
"Damn it! Damn it!
Nelson beats the ground over and over.
"Now that's my total win, see!
I've never beaten Nelson and torque explodes so much joy. I guess that means we've been cornered.
Almark speaks to both of them.
"It was a good fight. We're both almost one another."
"Not each other. Do you follow eyeballs? I'm better up there."
Torque said that Nelson
"Look, Almark says he's with each other!
say back.
"Oh?"
"Well, as long as you two decide there,"
Almark stops the two excited.
"Torque"
"Ah?"
"I'm sorry I'm tired, but I have one last favor to ask."
"Oh, my God, that's so hard."
Torque flashes his face.
"Morgen!
Almark turns around and calls Morgen.
A blue-faced Morgen walks in.
"Finally, will you play with Morgen"
"With Morgen?
Torque peels my eyes.
"You're lying, you"
Torque looks at Morgen and shakes his head.
"Why would I have to do something with Morgen?"
"You don't mean anything."
"You'll just lose confidence before production that you did it with me. Just let me do it with Pillman."
"That, you won't know unless you try. Look, Morgen."
Almark slaps Morgen on the back.
Morgen nods impeccably.
"T, torque. Play with me."
When Morgen said so with a bright blue face, Torque looked alternately at Morgen's and Almark's faces, as he had eaten.
Then, chip, tongue and pick up the sword.
"Tomorrow, you won't know if you can't make it to the game."
"Torque, please."
When Almark speaks on its back, he looks back at Almark with the look of the torque about to bite him to death.
"When Morgen's done, we're next."
Regardless, Almark slaps Morgen on the shoulder.
"Morgen, you just have to do as you practice"
"Ugh, yeah."
Morgen nods with a stiff expression.
The two of them face each other with swords.
The other five also quietly watch over the two at some point in their unexpected accomplishments.
"Hey, are you okay, Almark?"
Nelson approaches Almark and whispers.
"Torque guy, you just did it with me and you're still excited. It could really hurt Morgen."
"It's okay."
Almark nodded confidently.
"I'll show everyone the real Morgen."
Torque's squeaky face, looking up at Morgen.
Morgen, who defeated the torque, also looks down at the torque with the face that it is incredible.
It's not just the two parties.
Everyone is solidified with the look of seeing something incredible, as if time had stopped.
Fighting torque like every day, Nelson finally never won,
"You're lying..."
And I groaned a word, and I'm flabbergasted.
"Me, me..."
When Morgen, who won, whined gratuitously, not knowing what to do.
"Okay. That's all right, Morgen"
Almark slapped his hand and laughed at Morgen.
"Just like practice."
"... Almark, please. This is how we fight."
Torque keeps his buttcake on, looks up at Almark and says so, but the word doesn't have the usual force either, as he was drained of poison.
"Thank you, Torque. Now Morgen can fight tomorrow."
That's what Almark said and slapped Morgen on the shoulder.
"I told you, Morgen. I'll prove you're not useless."
With that said, Morgen still had a blue face and didn't seem to know what to do.
It was thus when we were finishing our last practice and everyone was cleaning up their swords and protective equipment.
A sudden breeze broke out.
"Phew."
Nelson closes his eyes in the wind.
"What the hell, this wind"
"Uh, I wonder if this is okay"
I hear a girl in the wind.
"It's Lilty's voice."
Morgen speaks up.
'Fine, so. Lilty, talk to me. "
Now another girl's voice.
"It's Norish's voice."
Nelson says.
"It's Norish wind news."
Almark shouts his surprise.
"I can hear you clearly. Wow, you were ready to use it."
A magical wind was carrying the voices of two groups of women.
Guys, clear your ears about something.
'Er... good luck practicing to this day, boys. Good luck with tomorrow's tournament. I'm here for you.... I wonder if it's okay like this'
Lilty's voice.
'Great, thank you Lilty. Curimet's next. Back up the Almark team.'
'That's kind of embarrassing. Uh, Almark, Nelson, Morgen, Reido, don't all get hurt. Good luck.'
"It's the voice of Curimet."
Nelson names the quiet girl in the seat next to him.
"Well, Seraha is the backup of the Torque team."
'Yeah, okay. Torque, don't fight with your opponent. Good luck to Galein, Deg and Pillman. Definitely beat a pair.'
"It's Serraja."
Deg says happily.
'Thank you, everyone. That's it, brought to you by two sets of four alternate women. Guys, I'm not trying.'
At the end, Norish's voice told him so brightly, and his voice broke off.
Suddenly, with the support of the women, there is an indescribably lit air between the eight men.
"... well, what"
Torque opens his mouth.
"We'll win tomorrow."
Galeins, the faces of the torque team snort at the words.
"Nothing. Not for them."
Is the torque a blackout, I would add.
"We win, too. Hey, Almark."
Nelson says, and Almark nods too.
"Yeah, of course. Glad to hear it. I didn't think you'd do that."
"Right. Let's win."
Morgen nods forcefully, too.
"The Torques don't fight for the girls, so let's win for the girls"
Reido says rush, Almark laughs.
"Nice. So let's do it."
"Be my guest."
Torque said that with a sinister face and everyone laughed.
The wind blew again in Nelson's face as everyone left and finally tried to put the practice place behind him.
"Buh."
"Good luck, Nelson."
It was Norish's voice.
After the other girls left, they seemed to have used the wind newsletter technique again.
'I know Nelson worked hard for me. I want Nelson to beat those guys, too. But don't push it.'
"It's not for you..."
Nelson squeaks unintentionally, knowing he can't hear.
"What would he have done if I hadn't been the last one left here?"
"Thank you. Nelson."
Nelson accidentally lost his word to the last Norish word as if whispered in his ear.
"... that, Nelson, what's up? Your face is bright red."
That's what Almark pointed out as he was walking ahead, and Nelson shook his head in a panic.
"Nothing!
To Almark twisting his neck, Nelson said out loud.
"Almark, don't ever win!
Almark responds to it with a smile.
"Sure. Come on, hurry up. Maia will be cleaning up your breakfast."