--Inside the arena spectacula. Passage for officials.

　The sound of one's steps echoing off the cobblestones.
　Unlike the fields and venues, this neat and smooth corridor was not open to anyone other than officials and those with special seats, and Futa felt strangely uncomfortable walking alone, feeling the bustle outside.

　It wasn't hard to see why he went out to buy a drink.
　The atmosphere between her and the girl next to her had somehow gotten worse. That's all I'm saying.

　Otherwise, he could have simply asked Corona to say something, but he stood up without saying a word.

　I sighed lightly.

　A few months ago, I would have thought that I was doing a good job by going along with that troublesome woman.
　No matter how bad the atmosphere got, I would have been able to create a set of cold air and walls.

　She knew how Futa felt about Lilac, and that's why she said what she did. Her attitude was problematic, but she was not at fault.

　The more I think about it, the more I don't understand why I'm making such concessions.
　The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't understand why I was giving in.

"Oh, well, well, well, here comes the great commentator.
Seriously. Hey, commentator, you've got a nasty look on your face.
"Mr. Bill, Mr. Ben.

　"Mr. Bill, Mr. Ben." I finally look up when he calls out to me.
　I knew there were guards standing guard over the corridor.
　But I had no idea it was these two.

　Bill and Ben.
　The three of them, plus Bob, who would appear in the third game, were a trio of guards that Futa was already familiar with.

　The twins, spear in hand, begin to dance strangely.
　They are about a year older than Futa, but they have become his good seniors or even his older brothers.

　However, they have been used as shields to escape from Prim, and have been shown to be pathetic.
　Nevertheless, he did his best to help me find Corona, who had disappeared sometime ago, and he was a great help when I was chasing Pasta recently.

　As a guard. A protector of the city. Rather than protecting people from foreign enemies with his spear, he is doing his best to maintain the peace of the capital.
　I could see their personalities in them.

I'm just here to buy a drink.
"Really?　You don't look like that.
"Then why don't you just ask the maid?

　The intuitive brother is Bill. The quick-witted brother is Ben.

　They are good people, but they are a combination of the meddling of the guards and the gossiping of the townspeople, so they are not kind enough to leave you alone.

"If you have a problem, tell us.
We can at least make it interesting.
I'm not happy. ......

　I'm not happy about that.
　I don't feel comfortable asking Corona for advice every time, and I don't feel comfortable asking Lilac about pasta.

　I decided to tell her the whole story, since she was doing me a favor.

　However, I can't tell her the whole story.

　My sister is having a bad relationship with someone she cares about.
　I'm sure they have been through a lot, and it's not all the fault of one of them.
　I want to do something to reconcile the two, but my sister won't listen to me.

　It's like that.

"Well, Pasta-chan... Don't make my sister cry, okay?
Maybe that's it. She doesn't want her brother to be taken by his girlfriend.
Girlfriend?

　The twins look at each other in reaction to Futa's reaction, "How did that happen?

No?
That's what it sounds like.
No, that's not what ...... I'm talking about.
I don't know what you like about me. I'm a pretty, pretty pasta girl, not some girl you like who you don't know.
You should be happy you have such a pretty sister who cares about you.
Yeah. ......

　These people are useless.
　I'm sure you've noticed the white eyes of Futa who has given up on you so quickly, Bill let out a sigh of relief.

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. I thought you said you were going to take care of it.
Leave it to your brothers. Yeah.

　They crossed their arms in a similar motion, and something occurred to them at the same time.

"Give her a hug and tell her you love her. She may be your sister, but she's still a woman. If you let her know that she's the most important thing in your life, she'll put up with a lot.
Tell her you're sorry and you'll find her someone better. She may be your sister, but a woman is a woman. If I can find someone, she'll be more or less forgiving.

　They disagreed wildly.
　The twins looked at each other and clearly started firing at each other.

"Hey, Ben, what kind of brother would want to give that pasta girl away, you dead branch?
"Hey beer, do you think you can tell your own sister that you love her more than her and expect her to believe you, you harem bastard?
What the f*ck?
What? Are you gonna do it?



　--Huta left.

　I took extra time, but it was lunchtime, so I took a long break this time.
　For now, I decide to erase all useless opinions from my mind and think for myself.

　And so, on the way.

　A familiar voice stopped Futa in his tracks.

"Meh. Mhm. Mmmmmmm. "Mmmmmm~...... meido!
I'm not sure what to say. This length is too ...... long.
I'm not sure what to make of it.
That's true, but it's also ......

　This is the waiting room for the next game.
　I'm not sure if you've heard of it or not, but I have.

It's Fouta.
I'm not sure what to say.　Wait a minute!　In the event that you're in the market for a brand-new pair of shoes, you'll be able to get a great deal more than just a pair of shoes.
Please don't open the door yet.

　The door opened right after that.

"Oh, ......!

　I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not, but it's a good idea.

I'm not sure what to say.
No. ...... Don't look at me. ......

　The lilac figure that shrunk and crouched down was - how should I say it - a lot of skin color.

　Although her torso was covered with fabric, her sleeveless outfit revealed a lustrous white skin. The dress-glove-like armor did not reach the elbows, and the mini skirt spread softly, reminiscent of a fairy.

　If you look at it again, you will see that even the part of the torso that is hidden by the arms is beautifully embossed with body lines - not something that a princess of a country would wear.

　I just... It's no wonder I swallowed my tongue.

"Ow!
"Ouch. What?
Don't you feel sorry for the princess?
You made her wear that, didn't you?
There are theories.
Don't branch out into the real world in front of you. ......

　I'm not sure what you're talking about.
　It's a good idea to take a look at the web site and see what you can find.

You can find a lot of people who are looking for the best way to get the best results.
It's such a ...... shameful .......
There are a lot of better fighting swordsmen out there.
"I'm a ...... princess. ......
That's true.
Is this the end of the follow-up?

　The shocked expression on her face as she hugged her knees.
　When she looked up, her cheeks were bright red, and she tried to hold back the emotions that she shouldn't have.

　Follow me.

　I was afraid to tell her that she was a good match for me.
　It's certainly a beautiful outfit for a fighter, and one that would be popular.
　With her good looks and martial arts skills, she could quickly become the most popular swordsman in the world.

　However, as a princess, her appearance is different.

　I wouldn't go so far as to say that it was pathetic, but it was something.
　Lilac's sanctity was slightly diminished, and her feminine charm was enhanced, if anything.

　Even more so, Futa finds it hard to honestly affirm her feelings.

　So.

But no matter what she looks like, Lilac-sama is still Lilac-sama.

　She turned away and said so.

　The princess would not be satisfied with that response.

"I'm ......!
"Master Lilac?
Get dressed!　Take it off!
"Yes, yes!

　I'm not sure what to do, but I'm going to do it.
　Futa quickly left and closed the door.

What the hell am I doing?

　He put his hand to his face and shook his head.
　He put his hand to his face and shook his head, not noticing that his hand was feeling strangely hot.















　--Arena Spectacula.

I'm sure you'll agree.　Have you eaten lunch?　Have you had your lunch break?　Did you go to the bathroom?　It's time for the third game of the day!　It's the second half of the day, and it's the one everyone wants!

　It's the second half of the day, and it's the big one that everyone wants!

　A murmur spreads, and the words "Battlefield" leap out.

　The card you see again is the name of a princess that everyone knows. And Bob.



　I'm not sure if it's going to be a lot of fun," said Futa, but Pasta shouted confidently.

So, the first martial arts tournament to celebrate the construction of the arena Spectacula, hosted by Eisenhart in the capital!　--The third match of the main competition!　The players enter!

　This is the first time I've ever been to a martial arts tournament.
　Even with the strong card of Lilac M. Fangini, we'll start with the qualifiers.

　It was up to her to bring the crowd back to the spectacle and the battlefield.

　--Futa doesn't know the details. The details were beyond Futa's comprehension, but he could tell from the enthusiasm he felt from the person next to him that this was the important part.

　The game after the lunch break, or any game, is randomly decided, so you have to improvise or think of the wording from yesterday, when the matchups were decided.

　And.
　Pasta was not the kind of "manager" who would neglect such careful preparation.

　The gates were smoking.
　The sound of what sounded like an explosion drew the attention of the crowd, and out of the gates came the familiar look of a policeman.

　He was a sturdy man with a pleasant smile on his tropical brown skin and walked briskly.

　His appearance is not flashy, but he has a strange charm and a figure that makes the audience jealous and envious.

I dare you to call him. I dare you to call him the most luxurious man in the world.

　At the first word of the introduction announcement, the crowd buzzed with anticipation.
　The first thing that comes to mind is his ability to get people's attention, but Futa doesn't know what he's talking about.

The opponent is one that everyone knows and everyone wants to fight her. In fact, I'm sure everyone here at Spectacula has come here just to see her fight.

　Axis of Promotion.
　She is definitely the centerpiece of the martial arts tournament held in Spectakura.
　Everyone knows her, from the very first round. I'm sure many warriors have been hoping for this.

　Ah, so that's why he's the most extravagant man in the world, everyone thought. And then.

"Only four people qualified. Considering the number of participants in the qualifying round, the number of tickets is too small. Considering that only one person will get to meet her from the first round, you can imagine the magnitude.

　One in two thousand.
　The warrior who snatched that one ticket was that guard.

　When she recognized that, she told him.

"But...

　The crowd looked up at her antonym.

When she was chosen for the first match, he scratched his head and said. I'll be d*mned. This one's got it. He was happy, but only mildly lucky.

　The spectacle shook with a buzz.
　"Many of you have come to see her.
　"Many a warrior has come hoping to meet her.

　But...

　But the man who got the one ticket he wished for and still couldn't get, said, "Well, that's it.

　A real-life voice ripped through the crowded hall.

I couldn't help but listen back. Do you know who you're up against? He laughed at me when I asked him if he knew who the best in the kingdom was.

　The silence for a moment was proof that they were listening.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

　Bob, you idiot!　You idiot!　The twins' cries of "You idiot!

"Her in the first round, Aylan in the final, the best," he said proudly.

　The spectacle was filled with the sound of shouting and cursing.

　As he stepped onto the battlefield, however, he scratched his head in embarrassment and bowed to the introduction.

　Oh, I see what you mean, everyone thinks.

"This guy is going to make it to the finals!　"He doesn't see her as a starter!　Let me introduce you again!　The most extravagant man in the world!　Bob!

　--The most luxurious man in the world.


　You'll be able to find a lot more than just a few of them.



"Well.



　The pasta, which binds all of the audience's emotions together and bounces up and down on top of them, announces this with great force.

　The white smoke from the gate on the right hand side of the spectacle instantly blew up, and the spectacle kept its buoyant emotions intact, transforming the red of anger into the heat of longing.

　The silhouette that emerges is a thin and beautiful body line.
　A pair of short boots that cover her ankles and her raw feet that are presented out of the smoke quietly make ripples on the earth.

　In an instant, the color of the world was tinted with her silvery white.
　In such a perfect world, where even the sunlight refrained from changing the color of light from warm to white. In such a complete world, where even the sunlight refrains from changing the color of the light from warm to white, a fighting spirit like a silver world that falls down without blowing, quietly and coldly permeates the audience's mind as if it were in control.

I don't think I need to explain.

　Even the reporter did not go against the air, but said so as if to soak it in.

　I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but it's a good idea.

"Hey everyone. The centerpiece of the first combat tournament. The best swordsman in the kingdom is here to show his face.

　The appearance that emerged from the white smoke was different from both the opening ceremony of the preliminary round and the opening ceremony of the final round, it was as dainty, beautiful, and even glamorous as a fighting swordsman.

　Her hair twinkles like the silver world, and she wears a sword fighting costume that exposes all her limbs.



　If you didn't know she was a princess, you'd probably think she was the most popular swordsman in the world.

She is the first princess of the kingdom, the host of the tournament, and the best fighter.

　When you walk onto the battlefield, you can feel your opponent's eyes on your lower body.
　She smiles and bows her head as if in a panic when you look at her.
　You know who you're dealing with - but it's still a battle.

"Fair and square. I swear to you that I will not blame you for your war.
"Yes, yes!　Yes, please!

"For all the time, effort, and heart she's put into organizing this day. There is no one in the castle who doesn't know. As everyone has been asking, she, the organizer, has been waiting for this day the longest. ...... Let's get started!　I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it.

　This is what the nursery school girl was aiming for, the words that were superimposed on the opening statement.


"Her Royal Highness Princess Lilac M. Fangini is here!


　The princess gently waved her hand in response to the announcer's voice.
　The explosion of cheers was the loudest of the day.

　The festival begins. Finally, we arrived at this place.

　The time and effort I've put into this has not been a one-time thing.

　It is only by working hard for the purpose that she is standing here now.



The third game of the finals. Her Royal Highness Princess Lilac M. Fangini versus Bob!　Let the games begin!


"Shall we begin?


　She looked at the commentary and muttered with some emotion, then drew her sword against the guards in front of her.

　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're doing.