This is Las Boss, Demon King, "Church" in front of Castle.

I'm starting to get hungry, too.

The theme of the last competition was always "Tea”.

The full extent of the difficulty to be tested is tested by the technique of brewing tea for the selection of tea sets, starting with the choice of tea leaves.

but that doesn't end there. It's the maid's job until she serves.

It is a competitive form of delivering tea to us waiting in the college's prized beautiful garden (garden).

The greatest difficulty is the very path that leads to the garden.

An average table of 25 metres long, 10 cm wide, is installed and must be crossed with a silver tray with tea and tea sets on board.

If you accidentally step off your feet, waiting below is a mucus lotion pond in Null.

Moreover, it contained special ingredients derived from demons that break down only this pond, clothing.

It is due to Mary Ann's proposal that she has a high taste in putting it on and taking it off. Who put a top like this?

Under a large parasol, I sigh around the table with the dean and Bereal in a dress and Nina in petite made-up clothes.

The dean narrowed his eyes.

"You're getting a little windy, Dr. Seychlid. I'm worried about what happenings happen to shorter skirts than usual."

The devil, or this dean.

If anything happens to Stella, Berial is going to go back to what she was...

"The dress is still embarrassing. Seiklid... don't look at me too much"

He was shrinking his body like a cat on a winter day.

"It looks great on you. Mr. Berial doesn't lose the glamour of his dress because of his style, and you can see the blue."

The silk gloss matched beautifully with her light brown skin, creating a glossy adult color fragrance.

"Kuh... again such a worldly myth..."

The fact is, the female knight looks down.

Nina tried to get out of the chair and glance at Belial's face.

"Belial daddy, huh? Your face is bright red."

A toddler softly lifts her forehead with her hands and clutches her little forehead to one of Belial's hips to kiss her.

"One more time."

"And, Dear Nina, don't worry. I'll be fine. Please return to your seats."

The trees in the garden blew out the wind on purpose.

"I'm a little relieved when the wind peeps," Nina said, returning to her seat.

Belial glances at me when he looks up.

"Again, Kisama... remember"

It said on the female knight's face that Nina could not declare war in grandeur before she was by her side.

Dean Mary Ann turns her gaze softly toward the average platform.

"You smelled like tea. I think they chose a different tea leaf."

It's dog-like to sniff it apart.

Two maids showed up in the garden with a tray in their hands.

It's Stella who leads the way. On top of the tray I tried to hold in both hands was a simple white tea set and pot.

Meanwhile, Pi, who held the tray with one hand to support it from the bottom, walks at a constant stride without stretching his spine and disturbing his rhythm. The tray tea set was bright blue and finely decorated with gold edges. Gorgeousness is out of step.

Mary Ann loosens her mouth.

"You also made a difference in choosing a tea set. Which one do you think Dr. Seiklid will win?

"You're both safe, cross the average platform, and that's enough."

Stella arrived earlier, but raised her voice when she opened her eyes to the average platform that had taken over the pond.

"Hey, hey! No way do I have to cross this?

Respond with me in my seat.

"If I detour him, he says he loses the anomaly by coursing out."

"Ya 'll have to do it!

Stella never rose to the average table. but dangerous as a flirt.

Every step forward, a cup and saucer made a noise with Chaka Chaka on the tray.

Five seconds to delay, Pi also reached the average platform, but her pace never dropped.

I barely walked next to Stasta and Stella while still walking on the flat ground.

"Hey, man! Why are you so early!

"It would be natural if I were so maid of honor. Oh, you're so flustered, you don't even have a gyro feature, do you?

Pi was right in the middle of the average table without stopping his legs.

Stella hasn't advanced a third yet. At that time...

An even stronger wind blew through than earlier.

"Ahhhhh!

Stella endures as she flutters her body. But he was sparked by the wind momentum of a short packed skirt blowing up.

Near the brink, the Demon King holds the tray in one hand and squeezes it in front of his skirt.

"I can see you! You're in danger!

While Stella was stopped, Pi crossed the average table without being slightly mobile.

The skirt will open, but the underwear will be visible.

With his cool face, he carries the tea set to the table of goals and says, "Thank you for waiting," which is a declaration of victory.

It seemed to me that the golem girl had a somewhat proud look on her face.

"Results Announced -!

Mary Anne raised her voice as Stella managed to cross the average platform.

The tea and tea sets, each brewed by the two, lined the table, but without a mouthful, Mary Anne gave the name of the winner.

"This battle... shall be Mr. Stella's victory"

"Huh? I... why?

Stella left her mouth half open, and Pi said, "It's some mistake, isn't it?," he stuffed Mary Ann.

Competition does not compete only for speed.

Pi continues to protest Mary Ann.

"I scored the goal first, didn't I?

The dean nodded small "Yes".

"I've chosen the finest tea leaves available. Besides, tea sets are the most expensive."

The white Marlsen chosen by Stella does not turn into a good product either, but when it comes to price, there is one or two goldsmith sebules on top of the blue.

To the unconvincing Pi, Mary Ann says, "Right," and remains a soft grin. The dean glanced softly at me.

Apparently, he's going to throw a round of commentary.

I don't have a choice. If this convinces you to go home, you'll have to explain it out of my mouth.