"Wow! Wait, wait, wait!"

　That kind of voice echoes, and snowballs fly through the sky.
　Avoid the snowball that flew at you and throw it at you as if it were revenge.
　Ray watched with Sett as more than a dozen children were snowballing into two teams each.
　The kamakura we built a short time ago is still in the center of the square.
　The children are snowballing at the junction of the kamakura.
　...and of course it was Ray who taught the children the rules of snowball fight.
　Of course there was a game of throwing snowballs at each other, but Ray set clear rules for it.
　Ray, however, doesn't know the exact rules of a snowball fight.
　When the snowball fight, which has also become an international sport, was broadcast on TV, I was just watching it somehow, so it's only natural that I don't remember the detailed rules.
　Still, I was watching it on TV, and I knew only the rough... really rough.
　That's the rule, though, that it's better to raise flags on each other's positions and attack them with snowballs.
　Naturally, it was a prerequisite that if you were hit by a snowball, you would be eliminated.
　I've never actually played Ray, but it's like a survival game.

"Oh! I got it right. Why is Lucés still there?"
`Because you prevented it with your hands, of course!'
"But you're still hit by a snowball, and that's no use!"
"I prevented you, so it's all right!"

　That kind of communication comes to Ray's ears.
　And, of course, it was only natural for Ray to ask him what he thought about the two of them.

"Rayney, if you can protect the snowballs with your hands, it'll be all right!"
"Rayney, it's no good to block it with your hands, because you hit a snowball!"

　Ray was asked that way by the two of them, but there was no answer unless he remembered the detailed rules.

"Oh, yes," It should have been a rule that you shouldn't hit a snowball, so I don't think it's a good idea to try to prevent it."
"Look, look!"
`Ugh!'

　Watching such a conversation, Ray pulls a sandwich out of the mistling and delivers it to his mouth, giving Seto another.

"Glu".

　The sandwiches filled with boiled oak were too much for a snack in terms of filling.
　But for Ray and Sett, that's just the right amount to eat as a snack.

"Now that you mention it, what happened to the meat bun?"
"Grull?"

　A few days have passed since I told the Golden Pantheon how to make a meat bun.
　Unlike udon noodles that Ray had actually made, meat buns... and steamed bread, Ray has never made.
　All I knew was how to make it and how to make it.
　Still, Rodrigo, the owner of the restaurant, was confident that he could improve the meat bun he cooked with Ray into a solid dish.
　Rodrigo, who looks frail, says so confidently that you can expect it.

"Do you want to go later?"

　The Golden Pantheon is not far from the square, as it faces the main street.
　In fact, when I was brought here by children playing in the snow, I saw that the restaurant was open.

"Guru..."

　But Ray's words make Seto sound very reluctant.
　It's probably because Ray's meat bun wasn't very tasty.
　Ray gently caresses Seto, who seems a little dissatisfied.

"Well, don't worry," If you are a good cook, meat buns are no longer in use."
"Glu?"

　Ray nods back to Seto, who leaned his head to ask him, "Really?"

"Oh, he's a good cook, and he's getting along on the high street, isn't he?"
"Oh. Did Ray feed you something that wasn't delicious?"
"No, it's not that it's not really good. It's just a prototype... Huh?"

　Not surprisingly, Ray finds himself entering the conversation, and turns his eyes to it.
　Then there was the figure of a Mire Dog with a slightly fixed gaze on Ray.

"Where did you come from?"
"I just showed up because I saw Seto when I passed there normally, no matter where I came from, Ray." You said it's a prototype dish, but isn't it a bad dish?"
"I don't think so. But it's true that it's a little unsatisfactory."
"...really?"

　At the remark, Mireine casts an incredulous glance at Ray.
　It's frustrating that Seto loves Ray... he's really frustrated, but he knew it.
　To the extent that if I was told to choose between myself and Ray, I would definitely choose Ray.
　That's why we could expect Ray to give Sett a bad meal, though he would protest a little.
　...but I didn't really worry about it that much because I know that Ray likes Sett as much as he likes him.

"Is it true that you scolded Seto?"
"...where in the world did you come from?"

　Ray tells Johanna the same words he said to Mileine earlier.
　Ray didn't have such a fine sense of detail in the city.
　The lack of hostility and vigilance against Ray may also be the reason they didn't notice it.

(I think it would be nice to be hostile to hear that you fed Seto meat buns No, if it's related to Seto, will it surpass my ability? ... It's amazing that I can't say it's impossible.)

　It was strange for Ray to be convinced, for some reason, of the love he and Johanna had for Seto.

"That's why I didn't bother you."

　Ray says so, but they won't believe it at once.
　But when Ray tried to speak again...

"Ah! Milaine, it's Johanna! Hey, let's have a snowball fight together!"

　The child, who saw them sharply, screams.
　The Mire Dog is the leader of the Rank C Party's scorching winds, and can be described as the young Hope.
　...and Ray has lost a lot of headlines since he came here, but he's definitely good among the youngsters.
　And Johanna is not as famous as Mileine, but she is still known as one of the leaders of a group of capable adventurers -- former members of the squadron.
　But Mileine and Johanna, fighting over Seto, are well known to many, so they may be more famous.
　In fact, the snowballing children knew Mileine and Johanna because of the Seto.

"What? Me?"
"... Hmmm. Oh, fine. If Mileine is not confident enough to beat me, I can let her run away."
"Well, that's all right. Let's give it a try. Instead, if I win, I'll get the right to play with Seto.""All right. Don't forget that it happens when I win."

　There was definitely sparks flying between the two of them.
　Don't ask your own opinion and make up your mind about it's up to you.
　Ray wants to say that, but they are overwhelmed by their power and silence.

"Glu?"

　If Sett didn't like it, Ray would have resolutely stopped their selfish claims.
　However, Seto doesn't show any reluctance to see them, and he's very welcome to play with them.
　Thinking that it's strange for Ray to stop it when Seto wants it, he ends up silently watching their conversation.

"No, I can never lose to that team! I'm sure I'll win!"

　Mileine gives a speech to her teammates' children.
　Even though we don't understand the depth of the word, it's naturally not interesting for children to lose in a snowball fight.
　Therefore, we will increase our sense of unity and motivation.

"You all know, right? If you lose to a Millerine-led opponent, you're too embarrassed to walk outside, so you definitely win. All right?"

　Naturally Johanna also inspires her teammates not to lose to Mirene.
　Johanna's team were also bracing themselves for defeat.
　Since these two teams clash, it's natural that a referee is needed...

"And I'm the judge,"

　As a matter of course, Ray, the only neutral player here.

"Gurlllllllllllllllll

　Next to Ray, for some reason, Seto's voice sounds happy.
　With little experience of playing in the snow together in this way, Seto must have been happy to participate in the snowball fight, even though he was the same judge as Ray.

"Well, the precautions," If you are hit by a snowball, consider yourself dead and leave the square. Even if you use your hands or feet to protect yourself, you will be disqualified at that time if you are hit by a snowball. Never put anything in the snowball or hold it with all your might."

　The last words were not from the children, but from the faces of Mileine and Johanna.
　...what was frightening was that they were disappointed to see Ray.
　Of course, he didn't intend to throw snowballs made in that way at the children...
　On the contrary, Ray felt that they would use every means possible without hesitation if they were to deal with each other.
　In fact, Ray nods regretfully, wondering if they meant it.

"Okay, really stop doing that. If you're going to break the rules, I won't let you play with Seto. Hey, Seto?"
"Gruly!"

　That's right. A set of voices.
　Once it comes to battle, Seto uses his strong physical abilities to defeat the enemy mercilessly.
　But in other times, the set is basically pacifism.
　That's why Sett warns them not to play dangerous tricks in this snowball fight.
　They often fight over Seto, but to Seto, he is a kind person who cares about him, plays with him, and gives him food.
　Naturally, I wish they would stop quarreling.

"Yes, I see,"
"If Seto says so..."

　Though reluctant, Ray agrees with each other... and when he sees it, he starts talking again.

"Then fight fairly and without being cowardly." Now, let's get started!"

　Along with the words, the Mireinu and Johanna camps throw snowballs at each other.
　As long as they are disqualified because they do not need to answer questions even if they hit each other with their hands or feet, they will concentrate on avoiding them immediately after throwing snowballs.
　However, everyone could not have had their own way, and some of the snowballs naturally hit the mark.

"It hurts!"
"Cold!"
"Wow!"
"Oh, yes!"

　With no screams or cheers like that, children hit by snowballs come out of the square one after another to Ray's side.
　People on the high street look at what they're doing with interest, but snowballers can't afford to worry about it.
　If we have a little chance, snowballs will come flying away one after another.
　In particular, Miredogs and Johanna are throwing snowballs at each other, but even if they are not aimed at children, some people get involved and hit by snowballs.

"Yes, very persistent!"
"That's it!"

　As they shout, the Miredog and Johanna throw snowballs at each other to avoid them, and in the midst of their evasive movements, they pick up the snowballs that lie on the ground and make snowballs.
　Stunningly...or unnecessarily using your adventurous abilities, you fight to hit your opponent with snowballs.
　Children were throwing snowballs around, but as adventurers, their battle was a different dimension.

"Let it go!"
"Do you want me to!"

　A flashy snowball fight continues... and eventually they throw snowballs at each other when this is the last one.
　We avoided the snowballs we threw... and as we tried to connect them, Ray's voice echoed around us.

"That's it!"

　Mileine and Johanna turn their eyes on Ray, expressing their dissatisfaction, but... Ray turned their eyes to the flags behind each other, just behind him, and saw snowballs thrown at each other.

"I'll draw this game."

　That's what it turned out to be.