Audience seats.
"Oh, it's Rosfilia."
Ficke speaks up.
"And the other guy is Layla. That's funny."
That's what I say and look back at Ain.
"Ain't no match for two rival women."
"Rivals?"
Ein, who listened, raises a single eyebrow.
"'Cause it was a pre-vacation exam, two people whose ranking was before and after Ein, right?
"Oh, you know what?"
Ain shakes his head like a bore.
"Sorry, I'm not that interested in exam ranking."
That's what I say, I turn back to the playing field.
"But you've never lost to Leila. She's always fourth or fifth. Rosfilia is third or second."
"You lost to Rosfilia this time. Ain't been number three."
"Well, I won last time."
"I knew you cared."
Watching Ficke grin slightly, Ein raises his right hand and plays his middle finger in the air against Ficke's face.
A chunk of air released from his fingers jumps up Ficke's forehead.
"Stay."
"I don't care."
Ain't got a clear face.
"No, he said he cares. Stay."
Ein plays his finger again, and an invisible chunk hits Ficke's forehead.
"I don't care"
"No, mind you, stay."
"I don't care"
"Stay. Stay. Say."
"Here. Here we go."
"... which do you think Ein will win?
Ficke asks as she rubs her reddish forehead in tears.
"Well they're both strong...... right, you win Rosfilia at 8: 2"
To Ain's answer, Ficke twists his neck.
"I wonder if there's that much difference. Whatever the magic or study, martial arts seems to be strong enough for Leila."
"Right. Leila is strong."
I see Ain snort and Ficke looks surprised.
"Then even Leila has a winning eye."
"Leila's strong."
Ain't squealed like that and didn't try to answer Ficke's question any more.
The match between Leila and Rosfilia began.
Layla strikes out first.
Rosfilia intercepts it.
Quick poke. Light feet.
Unlike the men's previous battles, there is glamour in the intensity.
Even the metallic sound of the sword and sword colliding is somewhere light.
Rosfilia turns to counterattack.
The thrust is broken with a sword as Leila sweeps away with her gorgeous legs.
Attack is visibly replaced.
From the audience, sighs leak as impressed.
The two forces seemed antagonistic.
"Rosfilia is the number one girl of our grade"
Nelson explains it to Almark.
"Since the beginning of the year, women have had the best Rosfilia and the second Wendy. Now Leila's coming up, but the best thing about Rosfilia is it's always the same."
"You must be brilliant. You can see that."
Almark nods.
"She's noble, too?
"Oh, of the kingdom of Foretta... I forgot my last name, but I have a good house to come out of. Of these five, I guess Leido's opponent, Lugon, isn't the only one who's noble."
"Right..."
"You two look like each other so far."
Morgen says.
"Layla's been practicing with Wendy, hasn't she? Wendy beat that Emelia, too. Even Leila will win."
In front of that Morgen, Rosfilia flies the sharp thrust of Leila with a soft figure of her own to fly a counterattack thrust.
"Wow..."
To that supple movement, even Nelson leaks an exclamation.
"Railer!!"
The Almarks look back to their voices in support of Leila.
It's Wendy in the backup seat. Next to the torque on his rugged face, he speaks out hard.
"Leila and Wendy are close, aren't they?"
Huh, Almark says, Nelson nods.
"Oh. Or Leila..."
"Only Wendy and I get along, right?"
Reido takes on after Nelson's words.
"I'm not close to the other girls either. Of course, with Rosfilia, who's fighting now."
"I wonder why Wendy and I are only close."
"Well."
Reido snaps his neck.
"I wonder why. Girls have a lot of things. Something we boys don't understand."
"We were already friends in sophomore year, those two were"
Say it like Morgen remembered.
"Because Wendy is a kid who can get along with anyone"
"Right."
Almark nods.
I was helped by that, too.
Unexpectedly, Rosfilia changed the rhythm of the offense.
Layla's response is delayed for a moment.
"Ahhh."
Morgen speaks up unexpectedly.
Rosfilia didn't miss that moment of discrepancy.
The equilibrium, which was maintained until just before, collapses at once, and the winning and losing balance leans heavily towards Rosfilia.
"Not good, Almark."
"Yeah."
Almark nods with a tough face.
"But Leila's strong"
Tell yourself to tell me.
"Leila's strong."
"Right. I told him the strong guy would win himself. You just have to believe it."
Nelson nods.
"Let's support him quietly so he doesn't get distracted"
"Yeah."
"Right."
The four stare at the game as they pray.
"Leila, come on"
Morgen's whining leaked.