Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

In cheer, Mr. Cecily rises.

First, two people repeated short breaths relate without words.

We both still looked relieved.

I'm sweating all over my face.

After the settlement, Mr. Cecily was the first to utter the words.

"Ira."

Cocksucking, and Ira nods one thing.

As if, to reply.

Then as I approached him with a sunny face, Mr. Ira offered Cecily a hand from herself.

"Winner, congrats"

"Ahh."

"Look, Cecily... you're the winner, so you need to look more like it. Right?"

"Yes, sir"

The winning Mr. Cecily was more freakishly frightened.

Two of them shake hands.

"Um, Ira... this way of saying it as a winner, that... may be disrespectful..."

"Haha, what's wrong? Don't hesitate, Cecily."

Softness also returns to Cecily's expression as to whether Ira's flamboyant euphoria has worked.

"It was really, really strong"

"Yeah, thanks. Cecily was... after all, amazing. Haha, well, does it feel like Atashi had a good fight, too?

"No... rather, this final-"

"I mean, Cecily!

Ira blocked Cecily from saying something.

"What?"

"Last blast ceremonial burn, I'm sorry? So, were you okay?

After rounding her eyes, Mr. Cecily breathed soothingly.

"Hehe, if you think about what you're going to say...... is that it? Yeah, I'm fine. Instead, you shouldn't even be concerned about the use of the bursting formula. Conversely, I was impressed with the use of the bursting ceremony there. Again, you said you were ready to put on this holy martial arts festival..."

"But Cecily wasn't scared, was she?

"... Yep"

"I think that's proof that Cecily was ready for this holy martial arts festival. Of course, that's all he came prepared for in the final against Atashi. I think Atashi would be delighted."

"Ira......"

"Anyway."

Mr. Ira unshakes his hand.

"You're done, now"

Staring at the floor, Mr. Ira said.

That was like a word for Mr. Cecily, or a word for himself.

I was laughing at my mouth, but my eyes seemed lonely somewhere.

The venue is still in a state of fanatical cooling.

The two names who fought through the spectacular finals had been screamed many times so that they could be praised, but the number being screamed seems to be half.

I'm not just praising the winner.

The praise was also sparingly poured on Ira, who fought hard.

In anticipation of the calm of the venue, Lili finishes explaining her plans for the closing ceremony.

The two men who then fought the final moved away from the center of the battlefield.

Mr. Cecily walks up to the gate, waving to the audience.

Ira exits with her head carefully bowed to the praise and encouragement she is bathed in.

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If I say it was a crystal clear battle, I think I can say so.

But...

"You're done..."

Senior Ray, who was next door, muddled tears in his eyes with the sleeves of his clothes, he said.

"It was a big fight, wasn't it, Ira... because it was just one more breath to that Cecily opponent, huh? Amazing, really... I feel like continuing to praise you all day..."

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"That Ira defeated the student chairman and even hunted down Cecily Arklite using" pseudopolar skies "... I'm going to be over it in no time. I don't know... I'm glad to hear it, but I'm gonna smudge you too..."

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"Yeah, well..."

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"... Krohiko? What's wrong with you? My last offense was so awesome that I lost my voice... or something?

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I was squeezing my cobwebs and eating my teeth off.

Oh, my God.

I just noticed.

This final, Mr. Ira lost...

It's my fault.

After saying no to Senior Ray, I headed to Mr. Ira's pantry.

At first Senior Ray said, then the two of us should go see each other.

But before that, when I told her that I wanted to talk to Ira alone, she gave me a full acknowledgement.

He assumed that there was something important to talk about.

At a time like this, I find it hard to have a sensible Senior Ray.

The one in front of the modem was sparse.

I guess a lot of them are packed to the winners.

Seeing the previous world sports, I thought there seemed to be a very large separation between first and second place.

But for me, superficial results aren't the only thing.

It's just...

Squeeze the cobwebs.

"Go ahead, Lord Forbidden."

A member of the Knights of the Holy Trees was in front of the door, but this time they let it pass lightly.

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Don't even feel like you've handled it well since the final No-10 shooting army and the Scorbanger fight...

When I walked into the depot, Mr. Ira was sitting on the bench.

She's staring at me. She notices me.

"Ah... crohiko"

"Mr. Ira."

He grinned bitterly and Mr. Ira flaunted his shoulder.

"The final is, as you can see... I'm sorry, I was almost there."

You're gonna apologize, this guy.

I'm sorry, and.

"No, Mr. Ira has done everything she can. And I think it was just a little difference that divided the wins and losses."

Just a little bit, but deadly difference.

"But it was Cecily who went up there with that slight difference. But you're a cop, aren't you? In the middle of this Sacred Martial Arts Festival..."

"Excuse me, Mr. Ira."

I bowed my head.

"Ku, crohiko......? I suddenly apologized. What's wrong?

"Well... that final, Ira lost because of me."

"... what do you mean? Yeah, Crohiko did everything he could to win the game! Crohiko figured out how to fight with me, so Atashi got to the finals..."

"I didn't realize until the finals were over."

"Didn't you notice?

Yes, I didn't realize.

What kind of sword was Ira's sword when she was auditioning with me?

In retrospect, I should have felt uncomfortable sooner.

Even at the time of the semifinals with Chairman Doristos, it was obvious.

In every game, Ira went for the "steeple" of the human body when she went to pick up an effective hit.

Attacks were mainly concentrated on neck and left chest stiffness.

The left chest deflection continues straight to the heart if it is cut with a blade that has not been pulled.

In retrospect, the other things I was after with the pattern head at infighting were mainly Mitsuru.

That's right, her eyes weren't aimed, but if it was in action, Ms. Ira had set a target in the area where she could inflict fatal injuries on her opponent.

I mean, what I was teaching you was not a sword to win a game.

Sword to kill enemies.

If it's to win the game, I'm glad you're after it.

The final offense.

That powerful blow, flanked horizontally, was dodged just before he captured Mr. Cecily's neck.

But if the aim was arms - I think the sword would have taken an effective hit sooner, without being dodged.

I didn't realize.

Mr. Cecily has polished his sword to win the game.

Yet what I have taught Mr. Ira is a sword to survive in action.

That's what made me a loser.

When I told her that, Ms. Ira was surprised.

"It was... I didn't even notice it..."

"Excuse me."

"Ugh, yeah! Ku, Kurohiko will never apologize."

"But..."

"It's okay."

Ms. Ira waved her head loose and stood up, placing her hands on my shoulder.

"Atashi was archaic, wanting to be a crohiko, right? That means Atashi approached Crohiko's sword by Atashi's will."

Mr. Ira smiling thinly.

"But maybe that's also evidence that Atashi relied too much on Krohiko. So from now on, I'm going to build my own - Ira Horn's sword, on Atashi's own."

"Mr. Ira......"

"Besides... Atashi, I'm delighted"

"Glad?"

"The fact that you looked like Crohiko's sword means, you see... a little bit, but you might have gotten close to Crohiko, right?

"... glad to have brought you closer to my sword, are you?

I think you're probably paying attention to this.

"As, well... it's not just the sword, is it? Most importantly..."

Mr. Ira sat back in the bench, looking at the floor, letting his leg be a pra pra.

"I'm just a little... Atashi, I think I've changed. I am now in the non-grades of the Sacred Martial Arts Festival and I am sincerely glad for you. I have had all sorts of experiences thanks to Krohiko for supporting me... so Krohiko has nothing but gratitude. I can't believe you're apologizing... for one thing."

From there I tried several times to apologize, but everything was sealed off by Mr. Ira.

"Me too! Even though I lost, I'm a semi-finalist! Krohiko, can you please me more?!?

"Shh, excuse me"

Pussy pissed me off.

But... the truth is that I should encourage Ira, who didn't get to the win at all, but on the contrary, it felt like Ira would cheer me up...

"Ah."

So I remembered.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Ira,"

"Hmm?"

"Um... you said before that you wanted to tell me something if you won, but that 's-"

"haha."

Mr. Ira laughs like trouble.

"Yeah...... does that feel like I've decided to make it another time? I decided I'd win. Besides, what Atashi wanted to tell you... I don't think it makes sense to break every decision."

If it was a suggestion that I wanted to form an offensive squad with you, I would have taken it pleasantly... but if you told me that it didn't make sense to tell you in this state, I wouldn't be able to say anything more...

"Okay. Let me know again when you have that opportunity in Ira."

"Yeah, good luck...... for Crohiko"

"For me, is it?

"Aww! Hey, it's nothing!? Yes! I'm so glad Krohiko put on the archery that he's going to be even stronger! Because I just got in the mood! Than that...... it's time for Cecily to show her face!?

"So, but..."

"I'm sure Cecily's waiting for you too!? Crohiko should be the one who wants you to speak up the most if it's true!

"... Wow, I get it. Oh, and the scratches..."

"It's okay!"

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Right.

Mr. Cecily had also felt a little distant in his position during the Holy Martial Arts Festival... and let's go see how it goes with the blessing of victory.

"Well... I'll see you after the closing ceremony"

"Yeah."

When I laid my hand on the door in the pantry, I remembered what I had forgotten to tell you.

I said to Ira, sitting in the bench.

"Every game was a real, splendid fight. I'm glad I could hang in there with Mr. Ira. It's been a very good experience for me."

"As an important memory, I think Atashi will never forget this Holy Martial Arts Festival for the rest of his life...... Atashi is the one who let me thank you. Thank you, Crohiko."

"Good day, Mr. Ira"

Looking back, Mr. Ira was laughing at me.

"Ugh."