--that morning. Pasta home .

Ha~a......

　It's a pleasant day in the cherry blossom season.
　Today, the maids are still in the dark.
　When I opened the large double doors of the front door, the morning sun shone in brightly.
　The sword on her hip is a memento of her father. Today is the first round of the finals.

　But despite the weather, her mind was cloudy and unsettled.

　She took a step forward, and with the sound of the door closing behind her.
　She stepped out from the shelter under the balcony and set off into the sunlight of the cherry blossom season, the warmth and beauty of the day enveloping her body.

　On the long walk to the gate, the scent of nectar tickling your nostrils comes from the flower beds on either side.
　The flowers that sprout in the spring are often prettier than beautiful, and she likes this path in a humble way.
　At the water fountains for the birds, she could hear them singing happily as they bathed in the water, and the corners of her mouth slackened involuntarily.

　The reason why I look so troubled is because my eyebrows are lowered by my unsettled mood.

I'm not sure what's going on between those fake siblings.

　I know something happened between that fake brother and sister.
　I'm just an outsider's bodyguard, and I'm only a temporary employee.
　If I hadn't been picked up by them, I wouldn't have been able to go to the spectacle from such an opulent mansion, and I would have been living alone on the streets - or perhaps I would have slunk back to the village after the first round.

　Instead of a sword of pride, he would have clutched only a shabby veneer.

　So I'm grateful.
　The events that took place in this house and in the capital gave me time to grow.

　It's not right to complain.
　It's thanks to them that I've come to be able to say that.

　But that's why it's so important.

I know it's selfish, but...

　I know it's selfish of me, but I've made a connection with you, and I've made it to the finals.
　Is it the sulky mind of a child to think that you should be praised a little?

　This is why Leafy walked out without saying a word, but her uncontrollable emotions were leaking out of her mouth like this.

"Leafy?

　That's why the voice on my back was so unexpected.
　It was the most unlikely of all the members to call out to me.

　When I turned around, I found her crouched down in the garden, tending to a flower bed, with hardly a shadow in sight. I could barely catch a glimpse of a red pigtail popping up.

"Hmm?
"Good luck with that. I'll see you through.

　He didn't even look up.
　He didn't even look up. His voice was like he was talking to himself, but it reached Leafy's ears clearly.

　She was a tough girl, but she didn't say she was going to support her.

　I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that," she said, rubbing the bridge of her nose.

I'll tell you what. I'll tell you what, you're a fool not worthy of your fine sword.
I'll tell you what, you're a fool for a fine sword.

　And when I think back.

"Huh. It's sweet to have a second chance. I'm sure I'm the same way. ......

　It's probably this girl who contributed the most to Leafy's growth.
　I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it'll be fine.

　I'll see to it.

　You're talking so high and mighty. In the end, even this is nothing more than a condescending shove.
　But strangely, I didn't feel bad about it.
　I wonder if it was because I felt that I was doing him a favor, or...

"Oh. ...... I'm not going to lose.
"Yes.

　I'm not going to lose," she declared, smiling.
　You can see her blue eyes glinting through the flowers in the flowerbed.

　So I gently put my hand on my sword and turn my back to her.

　I squint my eyes and look up at the sky, it's a beautiful sunny day.

"Oh, it's a beautiful day!

　With a big smile on his face, he ran towards the spectacle.













　--The arena Spectacula.

It's a great day.　I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it.
I'd like to talk about that game first!　Yeah, sure.

　After the first game, there was a short pause.
　After the first game, there was a short break, and the crowd was free to buy drinks and use the restroom.
　At Pasta's suggestion, the price of using the restroom is more expensive. The idea of offering a discount for buying a drink was a very bad idea.

　Aside from that, of course, recess is not only for the audience.
　It was also necessary for Futa and Pasta to take a break, and for the battlefield to be cleaned up.

　When the preparations were finally in order, a maid came up behind Futa and began to dance, and the show was resumed by a childish-looking woman who half-exclaimed, "Call me seriously.

　Incidentally, the dance was not a cute one, but a southern martial arts-like one, with both hands slackly stepping. I don't know where she learned it.

"Since some of you may not have made it to the first game...

　The details of the match that Pasta had put together during the break had been checked by Futa and modified slightly, so that the main points could be conveyed to anyone.

So, Aylan B. Smiles wins. How did it go, big brother?


I don't blame the referee here.

　I'm not going to blame the referee at this point.
　But Huta was out of his seat during the intermission and made his way to the officials' waiting room.

　At the end of the game, Purim stopped for a moment because the game was completely decided.
　As a referee, you should always keep your eyes on the center of the players.
　It was a fast-moving game, so it must have been difficult, but that was the job of the referee.

　I didn't say it strongly. He said that they were all experienced referees, and that Huta was only a guest of Lilac.
　He didn't want to cause any unnecessary conflicts, so he was going to say only what he felt was appropriate.

　However, the referees nodded their heads in a rather straightforward manner.

　It was as if this was the second time today that they had pointed out a fault.

　Who would be able to go to the waiting room and notice the referee's fault?

　No need to guess, Huta only went to Leafy's waiting room once, and then came back to this place.

I'm sure those who were watching had more than enough of an idea that it was an even match. I don't know what will happen next.
I don't know what's going to happen next." "If you don't know, I can only say I'm looking forward to it!

　Huta closes his eyes.
　You can see the battlefield from this seat. Even if it wasn't, Futa's eyes are pretty good.
　So he could see. And then I thought.

　I've never seen Prim cry like that before in my life.

　I don't know what kind of enthusiasm she really had for that match.
　I just...

　--Not just Richter's. But I want everyone who enjoys sword fighting to have fun.

　--Maybe it's because I'm a fighter.

　--So I want everyone to have fun with my matches, and I want Richter's matches to be fun too. I'm looking forward to your commentary, brother!


　I wonder if the girl who laughed like that was able to fulfill her wishes in that match.

　I can't say. Even Futa knows that.

　It's only because I know how much she cared about this arena spectacle.

　It's not that Futa is meddlesome, but he is worried about her tears.

"Okay, everyone!　The second game is about to start!

　The innocent tone of a child's voice.
　I'm not sure how you can mimic that so well, but Futa nodded and looked at the field.

　At the same time, an outpouring of cheers erupted.
　I don't know how the crowd felt about the outcome of the previous game.
　Some may have felt sorry for Prim.
　But in sword fighting, someone's strength pays off, and someone's weakness is exposed. That's the way it is.

　For the "fans" who are too attached to one person, but for those who come purely to enjoy sword fighting, it is not an event to be dragged out.

　Even Prim's tears ...... don't look like that from a distance.

　In the future, only the "Aylin B. Smiles" match will fill the spectacle with a different kind of tension, but that is also sword fighting.

　Futa himself turned his attention to the next match.

　The second game.
　The cards were as shown on the field.

　Richter L. Klingbloom vs. Leafy Lean Glide.

　This card was just as well known as the first match, if not more so.
　That's why the crowd is so excited.

　The pasta guy next to me glances over at Futa.
　She nodded her head and held out her hand to the mage and took a breath. She glanced at the scroll in her hand, and raised her voice.

I'm not sure what to make of it.　First up--the qualifier, Leafy Lean Glide!

　As in the first game, a large plume of white smoke billowed out of the entrance gate on the left.
　The sound of explosions was heard on both sides of the gate. The explosions were loud enough to draw attention, and the crowd shouted her name.

　Leafy," he said.

Her presence in the preliminaries will be remembered in a different way than the battle of Arawn!　The fight against Izuna Sienzan in the second round, and the fight against Arrows the Twin Swordsman in the third round!　I'm sure you'll be able to find something to help you out.

　In the middle of the white smoke, a hand waved away annoyingly. Then a girl with a sharp face appears.
　At the same time, more cheers erupt.

　It's very popular," Futa said, his eyes widening in surprise.

The girl looks like a pretty little girl. But the sword that she pulls out of her capped boyish demeanor is truly a master's blade. She has a unique sword technique that made her a strong presence in the preliminary rounds!

　She may or may not have heard the cheers.
　I'm not sure if she heard the cheers or not, but Leafy walked into the field in a very natural way, not strutting her stuff or shrinking back.

　She seemed to have already lost touch with her nervousness.
　After three rounds of qualifying, perhaps this place has already become her home ground.
　Her courage at such a young age was worthy of the name of a contestant in the finals.

　But even so, it wasn't her appearance that surprised Futa.

　But what surprised Futa was not her appearance, but the cheers of the crowd, which were equal to or greater than those of Aylan B. Smiles.

In the arena spectacula, we're asking for everyone's opinion on the matches that have taken place since the preliminary round.



　That's why Futa turned around when Pasta's words were suddenly muttered to him.
　Many in the audience wondered what the hell was going on.

"The world didn't know her when she was in the first round of qualifying. There was no mention of Leafy Lean Glide, not even a mention of a girl who used a sword.

　That's probably true, Huta thinks. Even I, who knew about it beforehand, hadn't even seen her draw her sword, let alone fight with it.
　But not for the audience. They don't know what she did before she made her presence felt. They wonder where she was in the first round.
　That's the feeling most of them have.

"Izna Sienzan. Aylan B. Smiles. The name of the girl who was buried in that name, however, blossomed in the second round.

　Many in the audience remembered the fight with Izuna.
　Many in the audience remember her fight with Izuna. The big fight with Arrows.

The third round. The one who brought more heat to the arena than anyone else was Lieffy Leangride. Oh, let me put it more plainly.

　I tried to keep my tone light.
　But because of the change in tempo, the crowd's ears turned to her.

I'm not sure what to make of that. The name that came up the most was not Izuna Sienzan or Aylan B. Smiles. Leafy Lean Glide's fighting sword!　He's the most popular swordsman in the arena right now!

　Really?　Before Futa could even turn around, the crowd's passion for Leafy was shaking the arena with explosive volume.

I've had a lot of comments about how interesting, fun, and passionate it was. Some said Pasta was cute. I'm so happy. --But most of all, I'm glad I got to see her fight. You're not leaving until you've played three more games, Leafy Lean Glide!


　Stepping onto the battlefield, Leafy looked around the entire arena without a second thought. Eyes looking at him from the bleachers. Eyes. Eyes.

What the hell. It's a much ...... better view than I imagined before I came to King's Landing.

　The one who smiles at you is the Swordsman.
　You'll be able to find a lot more than just a few of them. I don't know why he swings it out lightly and holds it up. It is the first time he has ever done it, and yet the swordplay is mesmerizing.

　Leafy Lean Glide is a Spectacular Swordsman.

"But...

　But," Pasta said as he switched to the middle of the battlefield, just as Leafy put his sword away and got ready.

　Pasta said as he switched gears.

I can't let you leave until you've played three games. I'm sure everyone in the arena is eager to see Leafy's next fight. I'm one of them. But even if everyone watching, plus me, plus Leafy, insists on it, it will be overturned by just one person, and that's the sword.

　Instantly, the gate on his right hand explodes.
　The white smoke billowing out of it.

　In the silhouette that appears, there is not a cheer for Leafy, but a groan or a murmur that fills the place.

If you live in a kingdom, you've never heard of Klingbloom. In the capital, it is even more so. It is one of the four most famous families in the kingdom, and the only one that has served the country through friendship without being related to the royal family. However, many of you may know it better this way. This is the house of the hero, Lander Klingbloom, who was the most famous man in the last war, but was killed at the end of the war.

　A young man emerges from the smoke.

"Richter L. Klingbloom. In the event that you have any questions regarding where and how to use the site, please contact us at .......

　I'm not sure what to make of that.

But the time has come when war is no longer an option. But with the advent of a time when war was no longer an option, he sought a different kind of power to serve his country. Those who live in King's Landing know that the result is Lord Treasurer Richter L. Klingbloom. His skills are evident in the fact that he has brought everyone together in this spectacle and is supporting this event.

　The ordinary spectators were probably wondering what to say to Richter L. Klingbloom and how to cheer for him.
　In the midst of the buzzing, a different kind of noise from the earlier heat - but not in the vicinity of the waiting area.

Sir#！！！！　Lord Klingbloom!
"Lord Richter!　Get it over with, sir!
Ri-hita!　Ri-hita!

　The people who had been quietly watching the match and exchanging words over a cup of tea, such as, "So this is what sword fighting is all about, huh?

You guys!　You guys! Cheer for Master Richter!
"I've bought several seats in the general seating area and prepared a fife and drum corps. You'll see.
I've arranged for a seat near you, of course. Look at that corner with the majestic crest of the Klingbloom family.



　The drums of the battlefield rang out.
　The fervent calls spread and gradually spread to the general seats.
　Once that happens, it's just a matter of numbers.
　No matter how loudly they shouted, they could not disrespect all 5,000 people, and a loud Richter call enveloped the audience.

　--It was not only the nobility who owed him a debt of gratitude.

　It was not only the aristocracy who owed him a favor, but all of them could not have approached him. They were in different positions and would never meet.
　That's why. That's why the audience's voices were naturally passionate.

"I didn't even want to compete in the first place," he says.

　The Spectacula lowered his tone a notch at these words.

"As long as the arena is sailing smoothly, that's all that matters. I'll continue to do my job. However, it was Prim Lancaster who persuaded him. With your skills, winning a martial arts tournament should be a dream come true. It would be a shame for you to give it up.

　What a beautiful story.
　To the listening crowd, Pasta continued with even more emotion.

"Richter, an exceptional warrior, never tried to wield his sword. He knew that his sword was a fighting sword, not a fighting sword.

　No one would think it was because he was busy.

No one would think it was because he was busy, but the spectacle led to a path made by those around Richter who cared for him. It was proof that once he was standing here, all he had to do was win. It's proof that everyone believes in him.

　Nobleman, commoner.
　An episode told by Pasta that transcends these barriers.
　Even a commoner can understand. Even as a commoner, you can see that there are people in the shadows who work hard to send the right people to the stage.

But still, Richter remained reluctant. But still, Richter remained reluctant. He thought that the nobles would only shy away from entering a competition where everyone was competing as a warrior. In addition, he thought that they would be suspected of cheating. Certainly, the Klingblooms were a noble family. I can imagine a warrior hesitating to turn his blade against the head of the house. But the wind changed just before he entered. He told me," he said.

　Everything Pasta said made sense to me. It makes sense.
　Yes, Richter would certainly think of people that way.

　But when he said that the wind had changed, everyone listened closely. 　

"One word.

　He breathes in and says.

"There's no reason to lose!

　The spectacle is over, and the crowd goes wild.

"It was Prim Lancaster, his bodyguard, who had led him here. Now that she has been defeated in tears, he must show everyone the joy of fighting swords that she desired!

　Richter stared at the live audience with half-lidded eyes.
　But Pasta doesn't care.

It is only a warrior who truly cares for others who will wield a sword for them. --Don't worry, gentlemen!　No matter who wins, I'm sure they'll continue to show us their dreams!　

　The cheers of the crowd were like a rumbling of the earth.
　In the midst of this, Richter exhaled.

"Don't worry about what he's saying. Focus on the game.

　He looked at Leafy, who had her hand on the hilt of her sword.

I don't care. I can't lose, either.
Okay.

　The referee readies himself.
　Amidst the cheers of the crowd.

"The second match of the finals. Richter L. Klingbloom versus Leafy Green Glide!　Let the match begin!


　The girl holding the sword says.

"The next master of the Sakurahana Itto Ryu, Leafy Lean Glide - let's go!

　The girl holding the sword says, "The next master of the Sakuraga Itto Ryu, Leafy Lean Glide!

"Lander Style Dueling Technique Licensee, Richter L. Klingbloom. ...... only.

　I'm sure you'll agree.

It's a good thing I said not to worry about it.

　I'm sure you'll be able to figure out what's going on.


I'm not going to let you get away with this.


　The second game began as Leafy's eyes widened in astonishment.