Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

Was purity and dullness the proverb of the western continent?

"I see... for someone whose sagging doesn't even feel fine dust, oh well, that makes them less alert. One of the reasons why he likes me is because I think I've figured it out..."

While organizing his thoughts as he said the bumps, Doristos Kielsinha was aiming for the Couderca's modest room.

"Oh boy... you're in trouble for Sagara Krohiko too"

Noble men tend to prefer the use of decorated words.

Because I don't think it's a noble thing to tell directly.

In other words, it is a sign of upbringing and a social tool.

That's why far-fetched language is preferred in aristocratic gatherings.

Because the boys in the school also have many noble sons, many rhetoric they adorned in a far-fetched way when trying to get closer to the opposite sex (although some preferred roughness other than nobility, like Fiburg Marrow and Bashkarta Troia).

"So if you use direct language, I'm in trouble, too."

But with such a character, it would be difficult to live an aristocratic society.

While I think about it, I arrive in Couderca's modest room.

Tell the Knights of the Holy Tree in front of the modem what's going on and get them through.

It is also easier to enter the house because it is remembered on the face that she will also be the daughter of the Duke's family.

Upon entering the understatement, Couderca was sitting on a bench in the corner of the room.

And in front of Couderca, Ray Citnos and Beoza Fallontessa stood.

Ray reacted.

"Ah, student chairman"

"Were you here, too?

Beoza turns this way.

"Ray and I, this is the understatement of the finals. Well, Ray seemed concerned about Couderka before that."

Kudelka, who was leaning over, hesitated to open his mouth.

"Sorry, Doris"

Doristos raises a single eyebrow.

"It's... an apology for what?

"The final between me and you that you said before the game... seems to be possible, there isn't"

Sounds like it.

"I couldn't even show you what my senior students meant."

Going all the way to the front of Couderca, Doristos put his arms together to boast of his strength.

"No way... you think you can't see my face properly because of your sorry failure to fulfill your promise to win?

…………

With a blaming gaze, Doristos overlooks Couderka.

Oh, man, she fell off her neck.

"You're an embarrassing woman."

Ray pinched his mouth.

"Hey, hey, student chairman! Even our chairman did his best!? That's the way you put it."

"Do you mind, Couderka?

To block Ray's words, Doristos called the name of his lodging enemy.

"I am ashamed that you assumed that you had failed to deliver on your promise."

"Student, Chairman...?

Ray to be Pocan.

Doristos keeps staring at the idling couderka.

"Later in the game... while you were pushed by the awakened Cecily, you decided to hit him effectively and revved to a four-to-four state. And the way I went to pick up Win, even if I'd thrown my usual mould away, attracted and boiled the audience."

Phew, breathe.

"So... no one should have watched that game and felt like Couderka Ferraris was weak, etc. You've shown enough upperclassmen intent. And Crohiko said,

Kuderka's body reacted piquely.

"'Speaking of which, the chairman of that match, Kudelka, felt a little smell close to the strong guys I've met,' he said."

Crohiko was spilling that sentiment when he shared a few personal views of the semifinals.

I wasn't sure what smell was, but I understood it was a compliment.

"Really?"

Only a little warmth returned to Couderca's voice.

"And you and I will play the finals again on the day I graduate from St. Renault's Red School."

"Of graduation, on the day?

"Yes, because at this Holy Martial Arts Festival I gained the certainty that I could be stronger than I am now. Because of that, you'd better fight with more growth, wouldn't you? So six months from now, you're gonna have to wash your neck and wait."

After a long silence, Couderca answered.

"Okay."

Doristos with his hands on his hips.

"Damn, it's an untouched reaction... if you're doing that, it's going to drive you crazy."

"... sorry"

As Doristos glanced over his shoulder, Beoza nodded to take it away.

"Don't worry. I will win the final of the next third grade division as the top three representative of the Little Sage. If we show an overwhelming power difference here, they'll still think the top three upper classmates are strong. Hehe... If you think I'm weak, the two chairmen beneath me might be to that extent!

"It sounds like a muscle going through, but it also sounds like such a lame rationale..."

Then Ray also came to the momentum of Beoza.

"Well, I guess I'll win by showing an overwhelming power difference in the second-year division to show that the Wind Discipline Club is an amazing place. If you know I'm strong, you might have a better reputation with Chairman Kudelka."

"These people... I want to show them to you... because I was trying to sum them up as Kudelka's enemy..."

That's when Couderca uttered the word.

"Thank you, ladies and gentlemen...... I'm very happy with that sentiment. It's just... if you can, I..."

Couderka puts her arms on her knees and nods her face straight to her knees.

"I, ha-"

Her shoulders start to tremble.

"I wanted to win..."

Blurred voice.

A serious, pathetic sound of remorse.

"When he was... it was only the lucid mood that left him - but... this time, how could it be - so much... regret, what..."

Shaking himself, Couderka begins to whimper.

She tries to seal up the whimper, but it wasn't working.

For Doristos, I've never seen a couderka like this before.

Yes... so much so that I see her obsessed with winning...

Somehow, I thought the only opponent she would stick to winning or losing was herself - Doristos Kielsinha.

Whatever the game is over, I'm keeping it cool after.

That was the impression of Couderka Ferraris that Doristos had continued to have.

It was perhaps this was her first experience to find remorse in defeat.

I really want to win.

Perhaps this was the first semifinals of the Holy Martial Arts Festival that I realized that feeling.

Girl called undefeated.

If you realize it - from "Undefeated" to "I Want to Win".

It could be a small difference.

But now, surely, her feelings are about to change from undefeated to victorious.

I didn't stick to victory so far.

I felt no remorse so far.

Doristos sat down next to Couderca.

And placed his hand gently on the back of his trembling foe.

- This Holy Martial Arts Festival... in terms of your feelings, it seems you won...