"Meg! Are you all right!?
Your father ran into the audience when the second cycle was over and the discussion between Mr. Gill and Shaw was over. That, is it okay to stay away from the commentary seat? Isn't the adult division about to start?
"Chief, are you okay to come here?
Apparently I wasn't the only one who thought so. I am speaking to your father with the kind of look that Mr. Saura gave up, like he was frightened.
"pushed through"
"... I guess I get it"
It doesn't have to be Mr. Saura. Just that one word from your father made it pretty clear. Probably everyone here guessed, right? Wouldn't it slow down the progress of the tournament? True, I'm sorry......! I have to apologize to Mara later.
"Hmm, but didn't the Demon King want to come too? You've been waiting a long time, haven't you?
There, Mr. Kay asked with a bitter smile. Indeed, you must have noticed that my father was strange. Even though it's something that's going to rush ahead of everyone else.
"I won in the junket"
"I made up my mind in Junken..."
I accidentally put a scratch in it. Well, it's much more peaceful than you decide in a beating! You noticed I was looking at your father half-eyed, and your father loosened that nervous look like a ho. I'm the one who worried about you, right? Really, let's tell him it's okay.
"I'm sorry, take it easy. But you're right. It's gonna be okay."
"Sounds like it. But my liver just got cold."
"Ugh, I'm so sorry"
Pa, open your arms and you're safe. Although I made an appeal, your father's face is still somewhere to worry about. So I also told him that I was going to go back to High Elf's after the tournament. I'm sure you'd agree, I thought your father's reaction was something I didn't expect.
"That might be a good idea. But..."
Hmm? What's wrong? What an unclear reply. It's called Gill's reaction earlier, it's called a statement from Shaw, and I get a lot of anxiety. Really, I know you'll let me know if you give me the time, but being pulled this far must be a pretty serious story, so I can imagine... it's harder to get anxious.
"Don't look at me. Faster than I thought... but I'll tell you everything soon. Right, how about after the tournament?
"Leader!?
Mr. Gill raises his voice as surprised by the words of his father, who told him to keep his hands on Pong and my head. I was surprised at your father's suggestion, and I was surprised at Mr. Gill's voice. Leki, who was nearby, is also looking lightly open.
"You can't shut up any more. Anxiety lingers, but maybe this doesn't change where he says he's absolutely fine."
"That may be..."
Is that him? Yeah, I don't know anymore. I don't want to worry about it, but I was wondering if you could stop saying it the way you care.
"I'll tell Arsh and him from me. So Gil, abdominal brains. Meg, you too."
"I?"
"Oh. Rather, you may feel the hardest. I don't care about you. But..."
You promised. He said he'd talk to me. That's what I'm talking about. That makes me kind of nervous. Hard feelings, huh? Does that physically hurt or something? Or spiritually? I just want to know the direction of readiness. Uzz.
"As long as we get through this, you're all right now. The problem of its magic, which is likely to run wild, also solves it all. So you might be anxious, but can you work hard"
"... even if they say that, I don't know what to do or what to be prepared for. I can't respond with such vague explanations."
I just swelled my cheeks a little and said back. That would be stubborn. I can't believe you're not ready to tell me the key thing yet. I can't believe I'm convinced. Your father laughs like he has trouble seeing me like that. Even your father knows that very well.
"That's right. Bad. Then... at least believe what we do. How about this?
When you gave in to me to gaze at me, your father took my hands. I can't seem to escape that look. I also sigh lightly with a firm eye on your father. It's already sloppy.
"... you know and you're asking, right? Your father thinks I can do it, doesn't he? Then I'm sure it's okay. I believe in your father who made that decision."
With that said, your father shook his eyes slightly and told him with joy that yes. You kind of stink. To mislead me, I laughed, and that's why I hurried your father back early.
"I was looking forward to the adult division game! It won't start until your father returns."
"Okay, okay. Gil, watch out for Meg."
"Of course."
When I pushed your father out to kick him out with a ghoul, he finally quieted down. I'm the one who made you worry, but you can't take much time. I want to watch the game, too!
"Mr. Gill, can I ride on your lap again?
I look back and laugh at Mr. Gill. Of course, Mr. Gill won't say no. He smiled gently and spread his hands softly, so I honestly jumped into that arm. Mr. Gill, who held me up in a flowing motion, headed to the seat where he had just sat and sat me down. No longer in place. This sense of stability and security is priceless!
I'm worried, I'm anxious, I'm scared. And I think both Gil and your father realize that I'm really thinking this. Still, I can't do anything. Because I'm not supposed to run away from something like a trial waiting for me, am I?
It happens anyway, so I can't help but panic, cry and tremble while I wait. It annoys everyone. So I decided to focus on enjoying the tournament here. I have to support Ronnie and Brother Juma, so I'm busy.
"I hope Ronnie and Brother Juma win"
"It depends on the opponent."
"Oh. If you were Mr. Gill, wouldn't you beat anyone?
"There is absolutely no battle. But I just don't feel like losing."
That's Mr. Gill. I can't imagine Mr. Gill losing either. But you still can't beat your father, your father, Mr. Shell, can you? I feel kind of strange about that, too. In the first place, the way your father fights may be the least imaginable.
"Is that it? More match venues!
As I was having a conversation with Mr. Gill, I also turned my attention to the venue because I heard Aska's surprise from next door. Indeed, Aska is right, there are more venues. In the meantime, there was one place to fight, but now there's more to three. I guess that means playing a game at the same time.
"The adult sector has a large number of participants. They're going to play league games in three places at the same time to shorten the time. The six of us who eventually won the tournament are going to have a tournament like this."
Oh, well, you were just finished because you were a child. Originally, there were fewer children on the Devil's Continent, and fewer children could fight. On the other hand, adults don't end up in a day if they do the same because they have more than double the number of participants.
"So shall I drop you off quickly? The adult division spins quickly, so participants move near the venue."
"Really!? We've got to go put in some words of support!
I had just calmed my hips because of it, but they all dropped me off when I was there, so I don't have a choice not to do it either. Jumping out of Mr. Gill's lap, I rushed up near the door that leads to the very modest room. So I pull back on Brother Juma, who was just about to put his hand on the door knob. Behind it was Ronnie and everyone else, and I looked back here at the same time.
"You're dropping me off, Meg!
"Of course it is!... I wonder if everyone's coming"
"Whatever Meg or Aska is, I just think we should work hard on our own, don't we?
Everyone calls out from where they are right now - don't move - but it seems like I'm the only one who came all the way out here to drop you off. Aska is obsessed with changing venues. I don't know what that is.
"I'd be a little embarrassed if they came the other way. But I'm glad the winner of the underage division won't give me words of encouragement -!
"Hey, brother Juma! Stop embarrassing me!
"When the winning Meg tells me, I feel tight, you know?"
"Until Ronnie!
I've come to support you and you're making fun of me. I can't untie you! But you're laughing fun, so can you untie me? I'm talking about what you're nervous about in the first place, except for brother Juma, who will be nervous about the crowd, and I want to think it helped.
"Also. But I'm here for you! Good luck everyone!
When I stuck my fist out and sent Yale, everyone fisted with each other and then went through the door. I kind of feel more energized. Make sure it's closed with Patan, and I'll head back to Mr. Gill again. Then I climbed on my lap.
"Shall I give you a ride?
"Ji, you ride yourself!
Everything can't be sweet! I'm growing up, too. But I'll ride on my lap. I can't see, so yes, I can't see, so I can't help it! Even Asuka and Mr. Saura have me on my lap. Hey! Hey!
"Come on," he said. Phew. "
When I finally took a breath of relief on my lap, I heard a chuckle from behind. It is Mr. Gill. Was something wrong?
"What?
"No, you're growing up, I just thought"
"Hehe, right?
Just a little bit.
"At all! Growth is growth."
Right, and Mr. Gill put his hand on Pong and my head. It's true that you're a child, so I'll spoil and accept these kinds of child treatments!
Then a little bit, it seemed like qualifying for the adult division had begun. Like I said, there's been a reality and a commentary since the tournament. Well, in this situation where you play many games at a time, the situation is tough, and you don't know, do you? Guys, I hope we can win.
"Ah! I'm over there, not the bad blue ghost I just had!?
Aska, sitting on Mr. Shrier's lap next door, suddenly raised her voice. That's the way to put it......! But Aska was mad at me, too. I was a little healed by that.
"Oh, right. It fits with a bad blue ghost."
"Oh, really, it's a bad blue ghost. You're winning. I'm sure of my strength."
Mr. Shrier is true-faced and Mr. Saura answers Aska with a face that doesn't seem interesting. A little? I don't like it. The Blue Ghost is about to collapse Gestalt? You all seem plainly angry and I feel a little embarrassed to be here...!
"Mm-hmm. Looks like Ronald won, too. And Juma."
"What, really!?
"It's true. Look, there."
Looking back at Kay's voice heard from behind, Kay grinned and gave in to my gaze, pointing at me. I can shine a little light on the distance my cheeks and cheeks touch each other.
Looking ahead as indicated, Ronnie's victory and referee were indeed just up in the air. Ugh, I didn't know it would be decided so soon! The game, I didn't see it.
"We're still in the middle of a league. It won't be until we win some more."
"Well, it is. Because I don't think Ronald will lose right now."
"There's never going to be a battle."
"Bye. But I don't doubt my apprentice's victory."
Mr. Kay, who laughs at close range with Couscous, is somewhere proud. Yes, Ronnie's master is Mr. Kay, isn't he? Ronnie would have a high nose because he would be a very good apprentice. Yeah, I'll believe Ronnie's going into the tournament, too, and I'll be looking forward to the game then.
He then watched the league while overwhelmed by compelling adult matches, listening to information about the leading players in each guild. About two hours later with a sense of body, the signal for the end of the league sounded in the venue.