Atelier Tanaka

[Sophia perspective]

The maid is currently waiting in the athlete's holding room.

This is the room that has been set up to enter the hallway for interested parties provided at the venue of the Games and connect directly to the only aisle leading to the stage. As Tanaka said, this is a room set up to prevent unforeseen events, such as the replacement of participants.

For some insignificant reasons, the making is very superior. Since there are never many people with high status among the participants, it is likely that the area will be taken into account. It's like a space reminiscent of the reception room in your noble mansion.

Whether you take one chair or buy my whole life, the change comes. Honestly, it's a great price to touch, like a larger sofa or table. In addition to managing the books, each and every dish of conditioning seems to have a price tag on it, which is as if it will not be lenient.

…………

Around you can see athletes competing in the tournament today.

Is it Master Farren that first comes to my attention? I'm so scared. They also talk to Master Farren because he knows him and he's holding a key position in a school city.

There are other very awesome people in the company, such as the one who works as the Knights Commander in a neighbouring country, or the wise men of two other countries who are famous for their muscles. Some of them, naturally, are the brave men of the east.

…………

Occasionally, you can be gazed at, and as a maid, you can be as careful as you want.

On the other hand, apart from those with such gorgeous statues, participants in targeted outfits are also seen in many places. It's the kind of people who, for example, cover their heads to their feet softly with robes and can't even tell their gender from their appearance.

Do you have any guilty backgrounds or anything? Some of you cover your face with something like a mask. That and this seems to be the reason for the high prize money. A thousand gold coins, it's a lot of money that civilians would never go into if they lived normally.

It would be enough money for people to be impotent.

"Sophie?"

"... haha! Nah, what is it?

Right next door, Master Estelle called me by my name.

Next door to Master Estelle is also Master Zophy.

"Are you all right? Though he doesn't seem to look good."

"No, ah, you know, it's, uh..."

There's no way it's okay.

But I can't be honest with you about it, so what should I do? At a time when everyone is nervous before the main battle, the truth is, I didn't want to be in it, it's not an atmosphere where my mouth can talk even when my mouth is torn.

If you say that, Master Farren will piss you off.

"Truth be told, I didn't expect you to win the qualifying round."

"What..."

"I can't win, but let's stick together where we can go"

"No, ah, um, I'm..."

Dear Estelle, who speaks with a nickel and a full grin, it's sweet.

What a sweet smile and words.

Unexpectedly the maid's heart is zcum.

It's hard, however, to have the fundamentals wrong.

"Yes, sir"

Therefore, I have no other choice but to snort.

It is, by the way, the same place that serves as a holding room, but it is present inside the building, unlike the audience seats. It's just the shape of the lower side of the VIP table that you staged out for the stage. The side facing the stage is provided with a window from which you can check on the venue.

Isn't that a pretty good placement to watch the game?

Somehow, if you look outside, you can see Mr. Tanaka. You can stand in the center of the stage, head to the audience and talk fluently about it. You really can do anything, can't you? I'm unintentionally impressed.

…………

I'll see what happens next door.

Master Estelle also paid attention to Mr. Tanaka. With sparkling eyes, we are staring at him. Aren't you a maiden in total love? The stories I heard at each and every time at the mayor's house still seemed strong.

Slightly, when Mr. Tanaka began to explain the rules of the tournament and so on, the Dusk Regiment came to the gallery. A man with very distinctive head hair. As the first round began, Estelle and Zophy were ready.

"Then you're coming, Sophie."

"Yes! Good luck, both of you."

"Naturally. You can't make him look anything like that."

Speaking briefly, Master Estelle was heeled back through a window facing the venue.

"I'm coming, Zophy!

"I know."

Alongside Master Zophy, you will be left behind in the holding room.

The main battle has finally begun.

◇ ◆ ◇

The next day, the tournament, which digested the qualifying round, finally celebrated the main battle.

The venue is already packed with a large audience, and the seats can be glimpsed by those who stand above full capacity. Much better than originally assumed. Sophia said that in addition to the venue, the kind of accommodation is almost all buried.

Instead, I looked at the audience and saw them holding something like a bill in their hands. Because they all had the same design, I was concerned and asked Gong to confirm them. Then, apparently, an informal tototocarcho is being held.

Within yesterday, the main contestants have decided. A human being in the qualifying venue must have remembered the name of the contestant's participation and returned. So much so that such an arrangement appears, well, you may consider it a success as a run for the event.

All we have to do is let the West Brave win the finale safely.

"Thank you all for coming to our busy house today."

In the center of the stage at the main venue, the soy sauce face will mention it.

Because when it comes to this battle, I am the moderator and referee.

Think of it as a goal, and you can't give up all this.

"Let me briefly explain the rules of this tournament by refraining from this battle just before. The use of weapons and protective equipment is permitted in matches. There are no regulations for the use of magic either. Winning or losing is determined by the opponent's surrender or fall from the stage."

Even with very detailed rules, judgment was going to be difficult, so I decided to go ahead with the decision on winning or losing slowly. The viewing side from the audience doesn't have to think of it as better, and I think it's never a bad decision.

"However, be very careful in this regard, if you pursue someone you surrender to, you will lose irregularities. Please note that the organizers cannot be held liable for damages caused by the negligence of the players incurred during the match."

When I finished explaining to the promised complaint, well, it's a lot of opening.

"Well, now I'd like to start the tournament with this."

As I proclaimed, my voice rose from the venue.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Shortly after as an ear, I was unintentionally freaked out. Then I felt very happy. It's nice to have the venue boiling with Busamen's voice. Now I might know why Zophy turned idle. This guy will be a habit.

"Now let's take a look at the Match Table for this match."

He also speaks loudly and looks up over his head at his soy sauce face.

The audience's gaze is up again when I'm taken by this.

Then, with time, an airship arrives over the venue. Underneath it hangs a matrix drawn on a giant cloth in white, suspended by a metal hanger. The airship is in charge of no one else, Hook's bastard, Gong's cousin.

We talked about the completion of everything, so we used it.

The hanging tournament table is a dish that was hastily inked by asking for the faces of the Dusk Regiment, starting shortly after the decision was made last night. The names of the participants are listed in large letters only for the number of people so that they can be confirmed from the entire venue.

There is an exclamation from the venue.

While everyone is paying attention to its contents, the soy sauce face is moving.

Which way to move, it is to move to a live seat beside the stage.

We already have each other next door. Nobody else, it's Gogol. I'm so sorry to have to wait for the Lorigon Tower on my own during an event to mention the city. Though I am very frightened, it fits next to Busamen.

The live seats are provided in a flat area between the audience seats and the stage.

There's no one around but herself, so it's safe for her to be with you.

Though it would have seemed the King's Way to welcome the brave men of the West, in the main battle he would also be an athlete with him. From participants from other countries on the boulder, the mental state would not be good. So it's up to me to decide from my personal taste.

"The reality of this battle will be played by me and my girlfriend, Mr. Loco Rocco"

Shake a microphone thumbing at Gogol.

Sounds like a loudspeaker made using windy magic, says the magical nobleman.

He made it all the way here.

"Nice to meet you today, Mr. Rocco"

"... Regards"

Ooh, that sounds good.

The area according to few words, don't feel like piercing or anything.

If I can, I'd like to use the Games as an opportunity to think about improving the position of the Gogols in this world. Because it must definitely exist. Who hobbies reverse rape while the Gogols read their minds?

That demand is what makes their future shine.

…………

"That's quick, but I'd like to move on to the first round"

Read the names of the players participating in the first round according to the table presented to you.

"Elizabeth Fitzclarence from the Penny Empire and similarly Cyan Bitch from the Penny Empire are responsible for the first commemorative round of this tournament! Please, enter the stage!

In response to the soy sauce face barking, two people show up at the venue.

After all, you want to start off gorgeous in a fight between girls at first.

I can worship punchlines and make everyone happy.

"Elizabeth Fitzclarence, as her name suggests, is in the house of the Duke of Fitzclarence. He is active in the Penny Empire as a Viscount who governs the territory bordering the Pussy Republic. He is also a fierce man counted as a dragon slayer in his country."

She became the former sheath with Allen, so today (Konko), the soy sauce face can stare at her with horny eyes out of honesty. Lolivich's face, cute. Body attached, erotic. I want to pamper raw from behind. Desire Inside Puppy.

That said, it is the style of men's clothing of each time as to what the origin of it was conceived.

Bitch bitches enough, so long as they're killed and busamentically sad. When it comes to the battle scene because of it, it's not something that had a punch or a snag. But tying your hair to twin tails is a very good choice.

As she entered, cheers poured from the venue.

Behind it all, I feel Fitzclarence power.

"Cyan Bitch will also be the lady of the Penny Empire Bitch family, as his name suggests. While she is a teenager, she is a talented woman who can serve as deputy captain of the Third Magic Corps in the Penny Empire. He's also a dragon slayer, just like Fitzclarence."

Zophy, on the other hand, has the idle specification for the case.

Seriously, it's great.

I believed you.

Presence that allows us to admire Pammolo from a place closer to anyone else.

When they appear, they cheer just like Estelle. However, due to the overwhelming proportion of wild voices, even a lady from the same Fitzclarence faction feels like Estelle has a different support layer.

Rather, it would be hot if a voice from the civilian population did. The boulder is a princess bitch.

"I'm so excited to see what kind of game you're going to show me. That's quick, but now that the players are on stage, I'd like to start the game. Are you both ready?"

When I asked, the two of us nodded back.

Together, they stare at each other with a serious look on the stage.

"Well, let's get started"

That's why the game started.

Estelle was the one who set it up earlier.

"I won't let you down, Cyan!

Lolivich with his arms up at the same time as he proclaims his voice aloud.

A magic formation emerges at her feet drawn in bright red colour. The clothes worn and the long hair tied to the twin tails begin to simmer accordingly. If it was minisca gear, it would have been a great punch scene.

Why is she dressed as a man?

Pants are gear to hide the bastard's shin hair. It's not something a young woman would wear.

"It won't last long if you're too uptight."

The opposing Zophy has a clear face, no different from plain.

I guess it's true that the two were in a relationship with their mentors, in view of the state of that narrative. Estelle can see the will to do it somehow beyond Zophy, while Zophy has no idea what she's thinking, but her skirt is short, so it's great.

"It's good to be able to do that now!

Estelle's arm is shaken down.

More magic was emitted than under her to match this.

"Oh hey, FitzClarence is on the offense!

Live situations where my voice will be shouting out loud in order to fulfill my live duties.

I've always seen a dragon exorcise, a banded magic that shines in seven colors and approaches the subject. It has an autohoming feature, which has a very annoying characteristic: it comes after you extensively no matter how long you run away.

This is all a few bottles of Princess Bitch flying around.

First sight is the Lorigon battle on Mount Pepe. I also saw it during the conflict. Initially I thought it was fashionable or something, but I think maybe this magic is the most efficient, so-called stone.

Even nettles account for 90% of certain builds on certain hunting grounds. Only for those whose lives are at stake, that trend may be strong here. It would be the same way that people who don't use Apple Mark computers are not treated like engineers on the market.

"Estelle, it's sweet"

I mean, Zophy unleashed the same magic.

Plus, you're way faster than Estelle.

If you wonder if a magic formation has floated at your feet, it is firing at the next moment.

"Huh!?

The magic of the princess bitch crushes and hits the magic unleashed by Lolivich from the front.

The bands of light bump into each other and disappear.

Eventually it turns out that there was only one magic of the latter, in numbers.

"What's wrong with this, Elizabeth's magic is offset by bitch's magic. The magic of even more victorious bitches goes to Elizabeth, who became magic and was born with a gap. This is gonna be okay!

Estelle stuck her arms out in a daze.

Seriously. Zophy, are you serious?

I'm not more hesitant than I thought.

I'm worried you're gonna be okay.

But I want Lolivich's clothes properly torn.

"You can't beat me!

At the moment of a direct hit, a fireball was born in the front of Estelle.

This and Zophy's seven-color magic hits each other.

"Fitzclarence, using fireball as a shield, prevented the magic of the bitch! It's a rare reflex nerve! Bitch player on the other hand, this one is great again. What a step we haven't taken since the start of the game. The deputy captain of the Third Magic Team is not Dade!

Busamenically, I'd like Zophy to act intensely. Otherwise, you won't be able to taste the bread moro. I want to see Zophy's pants. Now anyway, I want to discover Susie engraved in Zophy's pants.

"How far can you follow me?

"Huh..."

Zophy whines like a challenge and strikes out one homing magic after another.

Estelle responded by creating a fireball in that direction of travel. One bottle and one bottle will be handled reliably. The seven-color magic emitted by Zophy, however, cleverly avoids her fireball and targets Lolivitch.

It's over, that blow caught Estelle.

"Huh!?

"... that's it"

At the moment of the direct hit, the suddenly redirected magic targeted Lolivich's foot.

I'm not childhood friends at all. It would be Zophy's kindness. Though I'm a complete princess in my daily behavior, I think the roots are good kids. It is also understandable in terms of how many times in the past you have provided free bread mortars to Busamen. She is the best Princess Suzi to a virgin.

"I surrender, Estelle."

I fell out of balance, Estelle.

The princess bitch talks about this with a glimpse into the jito eyes from the plain veins.

"... no"

"I'm not hurt any more."

Something sexually cool about Zophy.

At the same time, I am anxious about the fact that I have never been pampered before. I want to see Zophy's buttocks. I want to check the diameter. I want to enjoy my pubic bones. I'm sure everyone at the venue is expecting it. She said she might show it to me.

"Still don't like it!

"... Really?"

"Of course not. No! I'm still fighting!

"Do you want to look so good on him?

"Eh... nothing to do with him!

Lolivich who blushes and absolutely denies it.

In retrospect, since Allen and I dissolved our differences, our chances of seeing each other have diminished considerably. It is the result of caring for Busamen. It's been a long time since I've seen her because of you. If you keep your distance like this, bitch is still a good thing.

I feel real porn just for the minute I'm close to having sex.

"Isn't that what you want Allen to look like?

"… I've been having a little trouble lately"

"Huh? What is it?"

"You are always one step ahead of me on the path I should be looking for"

"I wonder what that means?

"Maybe what I crave is the same as you"

"Huh..."

As Zophy shrugged, Estelle's expression showed a change.

As the bright red stained face regains its original color, the eyes tighten and the fish catch. It is accompanied by indescribable force, as if her daddy, Mr. Richard, had opened his eyes.

"Zophy, what does that mean?

"It means exactly what you say."

"... yes"

But what, Allen's guy, you're still harlem.

I've known it since shortly after I checked the 3P at the inn, but it reminds me again.

Even though I wasn't dating anything else, I was made aware of my ex-boyfriend, and my virginity mentality is devastating. It is very similar to when there was a type of talk at a company drinking party that bruised older virgins in other departments. The must-have yarithin appeal of the Busamen who are there is a great magic.

"... great magic?

…………

Gogol gave me a penetration.

Please stand by Busamen. Please stand by such a virgin busamen. Thank you. The slightly sadistic penetration is pleasant. Although it is slightly difficult to figure it out, I don't think this is a bad idea.

In doing so, there was progress in the situation among the bitches.

"Oh, my God, I will never forgive you!

"It's not you who decides that, it's him."

"Huh..."

Zophy, who has a challenging eye, speaks out.

"A little, I see painful eyes. Estelle"

Beside the princess bitch, a rainbow magic consisting of dozens begins to wind down. The number more than doubled would be nothing but a threat to Estelle. If she orders, she must strike Lolivich all at once.

"Huh..."

Chirali, I looked back at this one, Estelle. I had a good look.

Can I help you with your live seats?

I thought so, that face shows a change.

The rush is the face of a man instantly lost and ready.

Ringiness soared.

"I'll eat it."

As Zophy shrugged, several bands of light popped up.

On the other hand, Estelle rises to the sky due to flying magic.

"That's a fool, Estelle"

Seven colored beams to track.

This she floated in the sky and began to avoid with flying magic.

Avoid it more than you thought, Estelle. Bending flight.

"Become..."

Stunning princess bitch.

The opposing Lolivich speaks to this with a doorman's face as he flies through the sky.

"I'm nobody else. I learned that from him! Even if it's scarce in magic, refining technology will always create value there! There must be a possibility there for people like me, even just a few of them!

Through the magic of flying, Lolivitch fleshes to the princess bitch.

"Gu......"

Activate some kind of magic, Zophy.

Regardless of this, Estelle ran in from the front.

"My win!

It's like a car accident.

Lolivich's body hit definitely captured the princess bitch.

A blow that doesn't look like a girl is a head punch.

Brilliant head thrust enough to have trouble with the reality.

Brain weather is a direct hit on the pigeon tail.

"Fitzclarence, it's just a body hit! I caught the bitch player directly in front of me! You can't take this, bitch, you're flying backwards with momentum. I'm flying! This is off-site! Off-site!

At the same time, the visit of the moment you've been waiting for.

I see Opants! I saw Opants! This has been totally visible to the audience too! These shiny trousers are from Cyan players! Today it is black, black. And a low-rise black. It's in Premium Black!

"... ha, ha, ha"

Estelle landing to roll on stage.

On the other hand, Zophy fell outside the stage with the impetus of the clash.

It is just a reversal play.

"A reversal play from a predicament! This game is a win for Fitzclarence players!

Zophy, you can't even look like you're down! Look at this eat-in! The longitudinal muscle maker is also bright blue shaped! An eyeless skirt, a thigh that stood out to the base, and two letters of defeat!

You have the best back on your crotch.

This is the style of the princess.

"Game one, Fitzclarence has won! It's World War II!

In response to the soy sauce face barking, a voice rose from the venue.

Apparently, it was a satisfactory game, in the audience. I'm pretty sure the last punch worked. I learned a lot about the style of keeping the uplift to the end.

But what is it?

You're not half as bitten as Zophy has been lately here.

I want to love tutsch more than I thought that pathetic feeling.

◇ ◆ ◇

[Sophia perspective]

Even while the maid is trembling, the main battle is going steadily.

The first round was won by Master Estelle over Master Zophy. The boulder is Dear Estelle. We were unilaterally attacked by Master Zophy along the way. But without ever giving up, the end or reverse appearance was something to look at and be grumpy about.

And on stage, it's in the middle of WWII where it lasts.

It will be a match between the chief of the knighthood of some country and another wise man of some other country. Both seem to have antagonistic strengths, and you've been playing a sweat-gripping match in your hands for half an hour since the start of the game.

Athletes in the restroom take a serious look at this.

…………

There is nothing to say about the misplaced feel of the maid thanks to her.

Currently I am trembling with my legs in the corner of my room, on a chair. There is also no room to enjoy the contents of the match or other shards. It is damp with unprecedented momentum, such as armpits.

"Would you like a drink?

You must have seen that pathetic look, a maid with athletes brought me drinks and stuff. There are never many players in this battle who are in a position to represent the country. Considering the neighborhood, it comes with one per person, an exclusive maid.

It is a strange picture of a maid being served by a maid thanks to her.

"Oh, duh, thank you so much..."

"No."

A hot teacup was placed on the table at the front. It smells very good. I'm sure expensive tea leaves are used. I'm not used to fine tea, so I'm not sure, but it seems that way.

"If you need anything else, please let me know what it is"

"Yes..."

It's the opposite of the usual position.

It was a dream since I was a little girl to have a maid take care of me. I already admired that. However, I am not in any way happy that the dream of a memorial has just come true. That and this is due to the magical bursts that can be delivered from the venue without a pull, as well as the audience's voice.

Every time I hear it, Vikri and her whole body tremble.

Reaching out to the teacup you just received is also a hundred million hijacks.

However, still, the tournament will go steadily. The second game was won by the Knights Commander only marginally. At the same time as the game ended, Mr. Tanaka ran out and was struck by a recovery on stage.

The third game is a battle between a very famous professor who came from a place called the School City and the Kingsguard Knight of some country. This one was always overwhelmed by the professor, and we decided to win or lose. I hear the professor knows Mr. Tanaka for everything.

"Well, let's move on to Game Four"

His voice echoes in the venue.

"This will be a challenge to the outer walls of Dragon City by Gremolia Farren. I'd like to start the game right away, but it was a good time to finish the third game. So for a while, I'd like to pinch some lunch time."

Apparently, lunch break.

Not very much, but I don't feel like things go through my throat.

◇ ◆ ◇

It was a lunch break and the venue was both popular and neglected. The audience can also see people spreading their meals, but most of them appear to have flown to the stall village, which is also housed in the venue. The aristocrats will also be elsewhere, tongue-in-cheek at the luncheon party prepared by Mr. Neumann.

In the center of the stage, the soy sauce face stands.

Beside them are other figures of the Magic Noble and the Lorigon.

"Whoa, what's up!? I'm busy, aren't I?

"Excuse me, but I just need a little help."

When it comes to why these three men are biased, they are preparing for the next third game.

The next game is scheduled for the Demon Guided aristocracy to dragon city walls and battles. Although a soy sauce-faced wall was provided in the qualifying round, I still want to use a Lorigon wall in this match. Instead, it is for that reason that the next game, the Demon Guided Nobility and the Wall, is the entry.

'... help?

"Could you build a smaller wall with the same strength that surrounds Dragon City here? In the next game, it will take the form of a challenge for Mr. Farren there. Winning or losing is the collapse of a wall, or off-site."

"Hmm? Really?

Chirali, Lorigon's gaze turns to the demon-guided aristocracy.

"Oh, yeah. I was thinking of trying one day. After the last few weeks of drilling, I flashed a responsive approach. We want to showcase it in this glorious setting, in front of you, who are no one else."

Sometimes Christina told me and showed me the trigger, if I were a male, I'd break one of the walls I'd built and talk about it. When I proposed it yesterday in conjunction with the table of tournaments, I also received a voice from the magical guiding nobleman himself.

Still in his mind, the love against the Lorrigon seems to be burning.

"Phew, do something great."

"Are you afraid your own walls will be broken? Old dragon."

'Superior. If that's the case, I'll build you a wall to keep' em.

Come on, don't stir it up, Osama.

That makes you harder by about 70% more than usual.

"If you're human, you can do it."

As Lorrigon shrugged, a nudgy wall grew on its front.

The higher the height is slightly higher than the back length of the Demon Guided aristocracy. It's about a meter wide, and is it really as thick as the wall that surrounds Dragon City? I don't know the contents of the product, but it feels like I've been looking at it. It's as ordered. The irregularities on the surface look just like the most recent work.

"Ugh, um. It means you're gonna have arms."

A tense faceted demon-guided aristocrat with a current view of his opponent.

If you fight directly from the front, it's definitely the strongest battle, isn't it, Mr. Wall?

"Thank you, Mr. Christina"

"... hum"

"By the way, Mr. Farren, I'm sorry for the sudden talk, but my girlfriend and I have just a few things to talk about about the future running of the tournament, and please excuse us here. After lunch break, I'll be waiting for you in the holding room, thank you."

"Oh, nice to meet you"

Leave the Demon Guided Noble in the same place and leave the stage with the Lorigon.

Travel from the entrance and exit provided under the audience to the interior of the domed venue building. Walk through the hallway early enough to exit the athletes' hall. Walking further, proceed to the staff-only compartment for a while.

All popularity is lost and the hustle and bustle of the venue becomes distant.

"Whoa! How far are we going? I'm very busy... '

Where she cut the numbness, Busamen turned around.

She barks loudly, too, softly at all times. Kilo, kilo, kilo, kilo, my eyes are swimming. Maybe I'm really busy. I don't remember asking you to set it up and run errands, so I guess someone asked me for something.

If that's the case, we need to get it over with quickly.

"I have one favor for Mr. Christina"

"Hey, what's up?

"In the middle of the game, at the time Mr. Farren unleashed his magic, could you not let the wall collapse? The audience wants his magic to make it look like a broken wall. Of course, don't let anyone else find out."

'... ahh?

Cupid of Love, it works all the time here.

If you were able to destroy the Dragon City Wall in front of the public, I think the Demon Guided aristocrats could take a step against the Lorrigon. I wonder if that is the reason enough to carry out an active act of courtship.

Of course, if he finds out, he'll be furiously angry. Still, aside from his assessment of the soy sauce face, I believe it will definitely work positive for his future life.

More and more challenging dragons on the human body is a high hurdle. It's like Isogyn Chuck courting a cat. Then I want him to gain the courage and confidence to just whisper love directly from the front to the Fae. I think this tournament is going to be a good kick in that sense.

Whatever you think, the magic guiding nobility is not aggressive enough. He is a typical virgin. If we let him go like this, he'll soon be middle-aged, with nothing he can do past forty. When that happens, it's totally out. There is little time left.

It is sad, but understandable, because I am also one who goes the same way. In order to prevent a lonely old age, I also want the demonic nobility to become a carnivorous man. It is another dream of dreams, such as the Lorigon attack, that I was eating all the grass as I am now.

Yeah, he's definitely more of a rapist now than a rapist.

"That's the one that tells me this stuff out of my mouth, but he wants to get along with you. But we humans are very vulnerable. Therefore, we need confidence to take a step forward. That's why I really need you to work with Christina."

"Hmm?

"How about that?

"Does that human being want to show his own power over me?

"Yes."

'I mean, does that male want to mate with me?

…………

You're wild in these places. A lorigon.

Previous promises, maybe she remembers too.

"Check that out of your own mouth."

…………

Let's just leave it at the right place.

Then she began to show something troubling bare. What ideas are being made in Lorigon's brain after all? It doesn't bother me. Or I'm curious. I'm so worried. Dragon Brain Conference.

"What's up?

'... okay?

"What do you mean?

"Yes, okay? You're really gonna do this, aren't you? With that male, Ko, Ko, mate... '

"If that's what you mean, I'll bless you both"

That's not a good idea.

I don't want to see the best Roligon spawning scene or anything. If you're an aseptic egg, you're welcome every day, but if you show me an aseptic egg or something, you'll sleep for a year. Gogol and I are definitely going on a journey to the Dark Continent to find ourselves.

But that's what I promised him, too.

"It's just a problem in preserving the majesty of the city even if it breaks too easily. So I'm going to talk to you, because it was him, and I want you to create a collapse of the wall in such a critical place."

At the same time, don't forget your homework from His Majesty.

Even if it blows up too easily, that's the problem.

At the same time as demonstrating the robustness of the walls, it also solves the love path of the demonic aristocracy.

Such an exquisite teaspoon addition or subtraction is required.

"Can you please?

…………

"If it seems difficult, I won't force you..."

"... hum"

Lorrigon that turns that way.

Could it have been no good?

Then we have a very troublesome problem: the treatment of the walls that we have built. There's nothing you won't be able to do, but it will be a somewhat uneasy development as to how far Busamen's civil magic will work for her civil magic.

Oh yeah, maybe an editor teacher's maneuver to throw away with space magic or something.

"Mr. Christina?

When I asked again, Bosoli, a small voice returned a grunt.

'... he's crazy, isn't he?

"When you look at him, you don't feel like someone else."

"So what about yourself?"

"Me, sir?

I didn't think they'd give it back that way.

How can I answer that correctly?

I don't know.

To be honest, I want to lay spermatic eggs with scrupulous sperma.

"... Lending"

"Yes?"

'So, or lend it to me! You owe me this? There's something like that!? I've been talking to other guys before, and I've been listening to them!

"Yeah, I thought you said that already."

I'll make sure you pay me back what I lent you! Got it!?

"Tell me anything then. I'll take care of it."

"Eh! And naturally! Of course! '

Returning his curly heel, Lorigon slipped away.

Can I assume that I have received your consent for this?

I guess it's good.

The dragon tail is shaking loosely to the left and right.

…………

Later it would be perfect if she would break the wall during the game, as Busamen asked. Then in World War II, it becomes a dispute between Professor Journal and the Demon Guided Nobility. This will be exciting. School city delegates, strong enough, can earn the whole school city mentality.

Doesn't that sound good, as originally planned?

◇ ◆ ◇

After a lunch break, the fourth game finally started.

"Then I'd like to start Game Four."

Declare aloud.

Then the audience returned the twist. Compared to that up to WWIII, it is perhaps a questionable voice. Oh, wait a minute. What's going on, like. I do understand what you're trying to say.

The reason seems to be the player who took the stage.

Until the audience pays attention, there is only one demon-led nobleman on the stage. On the other hand, standing so far away from his front, just a dozen meters, is a single wall from anywhere. Instead of being a person, he's not even a creature.

It doesn't taste good on boulders as it is, so let me explain.

"It's Game Four when we welcome you, but the opponent Gremolia Farren challenges over the Penny Empire will be a gleaming wall around the Dragon City where we live. Part of it is now standing in exactly the same venue."

Depending on what the soy sauce face explains, the hustle and bustle become even louder.

The question of how to compete dominates.

That's right.

It is a particular opinion.

"Here's one thing. Remember the rules of this tournament. Wins or losses are surrendered by the athlete himself or off-site. Naturally, it's impossible for the wall to speak up, so Fallen will decide whether to win or lose this match by destroying the wall or taking it off-site."

Now he hits and changes, and when he's convinced, his voice starts to rise.

It is by no means a bad reaction.

Seems to show a lot of interest in the past two games, with different hairs. Some, Totocarcho Momentum, etc., you already knew about the entry of the wall, you can see cheer for the wall, so heh, what makes you make money?

"Game four, please begin."

In line with Busamen's call, it is the start of the game.

Looking to the front of the wall, the Demon Guided Noble advanced just a few steps forward.

From that look, I feel the awesomeness of a handsome man who has decided to be ready.

"Deep Righteousness of the Magic Guide, let me eat all of that. Ugh!

When I do, I mouth a conscious line and flip a cloak with momentum on one arm. Gatai's good demon guide nobility makes thick fabrics bash on its spacious back, which is the best looking. If Busamen did the same thing, it would definitely be black history.

The expectations from the venue are also met.

A large number of people can also be seen supporting the demonic nobility with a half ticket of Totocalcho in one hand.

"Such a wall is the magic of Master Farren!" "Do it. Eh! Master Farren, we're here for you!" "No matter how hard the walls are, if you behave in the magic of Master Farren, Ichikoro!" "Dear Farren, I have hung all my possessions! Please, one big shot, please!" "Farren, come on. Aah!

Seems exciting and much appreciated.

There will be no problem taking it away from the Grand Count because the person on the stage who is a little uneasy or not, but no one else, may be a norrinoli, around what has become a somewhat rude thing to say. Rather, his motivation also rises and feels good.

"Now, can he break down the wall safely"

Instead, swim your gaze and look for the Lorigon in the venue.

I wonder where he's hiding.

Even if you stay away, you can strike magic, so that's not the problem.

"Mr. Rocco, what about Game Four from Mr. Rocco?

Gogol loves reverse rape.

…………

"Oops, that looks like something difficult. However, if you're a Farren player, you're sure to do it. You can also see Professor Journal watching the game with a serious look on his face, a representative of the school city who said he was close to Old Knowledge in the holding room."

Would I have been stunned? I could have been stunned.

However, I have no choice because my own mind cannot be false.

Oh, I don't know what else to do. I have no choice. Gogol reads my mind, it's comfortable on top of this. They may hate me, but they still can't stop me. I can't stop thinking about it.

I love Gogol.

"... be prepared"

I can't believe I'm ready. I said I was already done by the time I met Gogol.

Please do as many as you want.

…………

"Will the Furlen be able to destroy the wall?

MC proceeding while enjoying the reverse sec to Mr. Brown Lolita.

If I checked the side of the holding room, I saw a large number of other professors, participants lined up at the window. Everyone, without exception, is paying attention to the game of demonic aristocracy. Perhaps outside the country, the name sounds better than around Mr. Richard.

Somewhat, the demonic nobility showed the next move.

"Yuku!

Bark loudly, posing a magical setup.

At the same time you make a low noise with Boon and a magic formation floats at your feet. Is the size about five meters radius? Drawn by the bright red light muscle, it has a brilliant and powerful glow. From its surface, the grain of light rises loosely, similarly in colour.

It's a very exciting performance.

At the same time, a magical spell begins to flow from his mouth.

Increases the glow as the magic team pulses to respond.

In parallel, the Apocalypse guided the nobleman with his arms up in the front. A new magic formation was born, first from the raised palm of each pin and finger, only slightly spaced apart. Is it about the same size as the basin that Sophia usually uses?

A few balls of light arise from its center and rise in the air. Something comes to everyone's attention, it shines bright red, it flies over a wall standing in the front. They stood perfectly still in the air so as to encircle the wall.

Looking from above, one ball at a time encloses the wall. It is an arrangement in which the number of sides is more than a dozen, reminiscent of a rough, angular standing circle.

"Even if it doesn't extend to the main house, I'd like to make a delicate decision, if I may."

Bosoli, the demon guide nobleman muttered about something.

It's like I don't know what I'm going to do.

Continuously he patches his fingers with the hands of those who were making the magic formation.

A band of light was created to connect the sphere with the sphere accordingly. At present, the balls of light tied to each other and became a single circle, keeping an eye on what was now. That's like a rope looking at a prowler's ring, for example.

It is an event inside a glowing circle thus made.

"Dragon Wallup!"

The pillars of light rose to cover the walls, in response to the chime voice of the magical guide aristocracy. Is the size about two or three meters in diameter? However, as the glow rose, Zdon and underfoot swayed, conveying so much shock that the body trembled.

The brilliance goes to the sky and stretches out about dozens of meters.

A low noise shook the billies and the air echoed throughout the venue.

Pretty dazzling to watch.

Or it's a tough level to look directly at a bit.

"Oh, Farren, this is amazing magic!

No more blindfolding.

Best convenience. It is a good job.

By the way, I thought.

I feel like I've seen magic somewhere very similar to this.

Where was it?

◇ ◆ ◇

[Sophia perspective]

I've done it to the bathroom.

This is the third time today.

I'm not feeling well in my stomach. Thanks to you, I blew my butt too far and I have a red one attached to my chip paper. Something like this, you're in the mood to mix in Mr. Tanaka's tea asexually. I would very much like you to share my struggles with me.

…………

How lonely.

The toilet with abdominal pain is very lonely.

The walls surrounding all sides will feel high if you do it.

"Huh..."

Here comes another wave. Gürl and.

My stomach hurts. Very, very painful stomach.

Even though I'm not left busy with the stuff I give out anymore, my body sues categorically for wanting to continue excreting. Add to this the tingling feeling of the butthole and you'll finally start worrying about your own life.

…………

How much would you have tucked in the bathroom? Even while I'm hurting my butt, I can only get one person, one more person and someone to add to it and give me signs of leaving. How envious. I miss healthy bowel movements terribly.

Tummy condition that never gets better.

The main battle approaching step by step.

Due to various circumstances, it was a fitting time when I started to get genuinely frustrated.

Clinging to the potty, I inadvertently heard a talk from the private room next door.

"No, you wear this one first, then you wear this."

'You're the finest one. It's a pain in the ass. "

"Are you sure? You can't leave without wearing that, can you?

"Guru..."

"Hey, what? Or, yah, do it!? That's the strongest elf you've ever seen.

"... wear"

…………

You sound like you heard me somewhere.

Very familiar with your ears.

Or this is that one. Definitely Mr. Dragon and Mr. Elf. It's definitely the two of you. We've been friends here lately, so you can't possibly go wrong. One thing in the Great Holy Land is in my memory, too.

Just as soon as I heard it, the question naturally arose. The maid explained beforehand why the two of you are in one private room and that this toilet is reserved for athletes competing in the tournament in the first place.

"Oh, come on, tail! My tail's out!

Shut up, you're deaf.

"Wow!?

Sounds like something fun.

I envy you.

It's the child that knows. However, the voices of the two of you having a soothing conversation seemed like a lot of fun. I can tell you now that you're both a little different, but the roots are very good.

However, that's enough room to divide thoughts elsewhere.

"Huh..."

I'm here with Gühl again.

My stomach, my stomach hurts.

◇ ◆ ◇

The magical glow emitted by the magical guiding aristocrats gradually shows calm.

I lose the glow I feel over my eyelids.

Raise your eyelids just a little and make sure your vision regains its original color.

The columns of light only glowed for more than a dozen seconds, slowly losing momentum and finally disappearing scattered across the universe. The stage, which was stained with red brilliance, regains its original view. And the heavy bass that was echoing in the venue.

The soy sauce face has just returned to sight, and the reality is resumed.

"Come on, fulfill it. The wall is crumbling!

Focus on where the wall would have been in a big hurry.

Then, what is it?

The first thing that came into my eyes was a wall without a scratch.

…………

It really doesn't make any difference, it exists pale on the spot.

Speaking of the magical guidance nobles of the day, on the other hand, I got on my knees shortly after confirming their appearance, Gakuri, and on the spot. He is furthermore roughing up and down his shoulders with Zeze and breathing so hard that he is likely to fall even now.

It's been a long time since I've seen him so exhausted.

Ever since when I was feeling ill when I was swayed by conflict folds, lorigon flights.

"... not broken"

Gogol even told me.

Sorry, I can't even afford to be sexually harassed. Mankomanko.