-- "It will probably be difficult for you to see your champion again, but... But just in case, I'll tell him. Make that man swear to fight again.





　--Arena Spectacular.

　The crowd went wild, no less than in the second semifinal.
　Considering the absence of Lilac, who has name value, it's safe to assume that the cheers were directed at the Sword of War.

　The uneven cheering was just what the girl in the stands was aiming for, but for the girl holding her fists in the battlefield, it was just deafening noise.

　You can see that the girl's concentration is distracted by the cheering in her ears.

　I'm not so weak that I can't fight without the support of such voices.

I'm not that weak.

　The earth is kicked into the ground.
　You've got to be able to do something about it.
　Evasion.
　A forced kick from an outstretched stance.
　Evade.
　Heel drop from midair.
　Evade.
　Landing on his feet, he thrusts his foot into his abdomen with the sole of his shoe.
　But evade that too.

　Evade, evade, evade.

　It's as if she's trying to measure how far Arawn can go, and it's making her frustrated.

"Don't be silly!
"I'm not kidding. I'm not kidding.

　He's a great warrior, Futa thought with a wry smile.
　The way he fought, as if he had completely absorbed even the most improbable cards against himself, left Futa with no choice but to evade.

　No, he didn't have no choice.
　It's just that it's not an option I'm willing to take.

"--Come and kill me!

　Arawn's crying scream.
　So, the only answer Futa can give to the current sequence of moves is to evade - or to strike her with a fatal blow.

　It's as if he's trying to provoke someone who can't tolerate killing, just like he did in the first round of the tournament, but Aylin is more emotional than Futa.

　It was unavoidable.
　Regardless of the difference in ability between the top and bottom ranks.

　Negative emotions towards someone you know is a spoiled brat from the start.
　And the negative feelings of being betrayed by someone you thought was the same thing.

　It's so different.

I'm not going to kill you.
"No!

　I'm not sure if you've seen this before, but I've seen it before.

　But his fighting spirit was clean. I'm not going to kill you.

"Why ......?
I just want to have a fight with you.
～～～～!

Copycat: Aylan B. Smiles.

　That was the moment.
　Futa kicks the ground and approaches Arawn.
　A flash of his fist. Aylin, who had evaded the attack, immediately gritted his teeth as he realized its intent.
　The next attack was a forcible spinning kick from a stretched out position.
　The next attack was a forcible spinning kick from a stretched out stance, the exact same as Aylan's earlier, provocative.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

《A requiem (Mad Eater)

　I grabbed the back of his head, which was full of gaps in front of me.
　My heart screams, "Screw you!

　He was about to slam it into the ground with all his emotions, but then he realized.

　He realized that Futa was kicking the ground.
　For a moment, he thinks, "What? I'm not sure what to do, but I'm going to do it.

Imitation: Aylan B. Smiles = Nocturne

　I'm not sure what to make of this.

I'm not sure what to say.
You're fine as you are for now.

　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
　There was no way Futa couldn't do it.

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

　I was careless. I'm not sure I'm in the right frame of mind to be taking on such a gaping "nocturne".

　The moment the big move was decided, the cheers that seemed to explode were depressing.

　Oh, I hate everything. I'm angry.
　I'm sure it's also for myself, for not being able to put down the man in front of me even after being licked so hard.

"Go all out! I'll take all of that with my fighting sword. ...... That's all I can do.
For you.

　You'll be able to find a lot more information on this site.
　You will find a lot of people who are looking for the best way to get the most out of their life.

　But at the same time, there is a hint of confusion.

"Why do I have a duty to you?


I'm not sure I have any reason to.

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

　It's a very unpleasant and unfamiliar color to Aylin.

"Rematch. I'm not going to be able to do that.

　"It's the same thing," he muttered, his voice calm.

"It's the same thing. I've never heard that before. I don't need to be told that all of a sudden.

　I've never heard of such a thing before." Aylin's expression clouded over as he whispered the truth.

But...

　I scratched my head, wondering why.

But," he scratched his head, "I don't know. Maybe you and I were the same thing.
"What?

　Come to think of it.
　The first time we met in the arena, Futa was strangely friendly towards Aylorn.
　I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it'll help.

　They are not the same shura, he said.
　But what does it mean that they are the same thing?

　She frowned at him suspiciously, but he continued.

"I mimic their trajectory. I don't know your past. But...

　I know the trajectory of your training, so I know a little bit about you as a child.
　And...

"You used to be a long sword wielder, didn't you?
What?

　Arawn's body jumps.

"I just wanted to prove to my sister that I could fight for her, that I could do it without a job."

　Futa clenches her fists and glances at Arawn.

　--She was originally a longsword user. She was originally a longsword wielder, but that was only because she wielded a sword as a child, so longsword may not be the exact word.

　The sword she pulled out was too big for her height.
　So she was always training with her fighting partners to "keep each other alive".

　The training, which could be called survival, was very shallow, but it was desperate.

　Perhaps she was the same thing as Futa.

　She was desperate for someone.

"Shut up, ......!

　Gushing hatred.

"This promise is mine and mine alone--it can't be the same!"

　Futa slightly lowered his eyes.
　I knew that.

　Corona had told you as well, hadn't she?

　--I wonder why the maid didn't feel like telling Futa-sama about her profession at first...
　--The correct answer is... slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap!　It's because I didn't know Futa-sama well.

　The girl in front of me was different from the girl who was waiting for me to win in the stands.

　No matter how sincere you are, whether or not your voice reaches them depends on the bond you have with them.

　If that's the case, there's no way you can communicate with someone you've never even met before.

　Even though I knew it, I couldn't help but say it.
　I'm sure Corona will give me a lecture about my clumsiness in these areas.

And ......!!!

　This is a great way to make sure that you are getting the most out of your money.
　Fouta would not be able to see it.
　His words, which she had been forced to brush aside, had shaken her at least slightly.

　But that was it.

I didn't come all this way just to lick each other's wounds!

　Her thoughts never changed.

You're not the same thing as me, and you don't talk to me like you know me!
Well, I'm sorry.

　It was a bad move. I'm not sure if you've heard of it, but I'm sure you've heard of it.

"Then I'll do the best I can for you right now.
I'll kill you!

　This is the last fight of the tournament.

　The cheers echoed.

　The cheers were 5:5 as the two men clashed after a brief pause.

　That's why sword fighting is so interesting. The young man with the hatchet laughs.

　They kick each other on the ground. Fist to fist in a head-on collision.

　The air of battle, the ferocity of the sword fighting, but the Lord of Finance is quietly watching the match.

　Even the soles of his shoes were kicking at the same time. With his bent knee as a spring, he pointed it back and accelerated further. Fist to fist, fist to fist, like a flash of lightning, left to right.

　The girl who used the sword was simply transfixed by the tremendous exchange.

　The girl's heel drop shattered the cobblestones. Aylin, who was using the flying debris as a check, was intercepted by Futa, who had flicked off all the debris.

　I didn't make it to the finals. Next door. Fouta's feelings. There's a lot to say, but the princess is satisfied with the spectacle and watches the battle. The next time, you'll have to beat them both.



　The crowd cheered once again as Futa continued to evade the attack.
　The roar of Arawn's great move and Futa's mimicry cancelled each other out and they were blown apart.

　The warriors who had stepped onto the field, though in different forms, were looking at the match with various thoughts in their hearts.
　--She was the only one looking out the window of her room. 　

　She exhaled and wiped the sweat from her face. Aylan B. Smiles' stamina, while not the highest among the Eight Flashes of Heaven, is one of the highest in the warrior class. The only reason why she is gasping for air is because Futa continues to give her sword a chance to shine.

　Yes," the girl said, looking up.
　If you keep winning, you're going to lose popularity. Especially if you're not gorgeous. Then the story is simple. Bring out the best in your opponent and try to charm them.
　If there is a requirement for a villain (heel). It's if you can build them up.

"Aylin, you can't step back even against your brother. ......!

　In that respect. I'm sure he'll be fine.
　I was sure he would be right.
　Never. I'll never say that.

I know. I'm sure you'll be happy to know that I'm not the only one who's a bit of a jerk.

　The heated battle would not last long.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!

　The roaring fists of Arawn roared.

　I don't care what's waiting for me at the end of this battle.
　There is no such thing as "victory" for her.

　She is just a shura who keeps proving herself to be the strongest.

　The thought of the princess calling me an ugly painting crossed my mind.

"Come on!

　For the umpteenth time, their fists collided.
　Their fists collided for the umpteenth time, their scapulars cracking, blood dripping from their knuckles.

　You'll be able to find a lot of people who'll be able to help you.


　--If he had killed me, it would have been for the best.


　"I'll just cower in the afterlife and say, "I wasn't the strongest.

　But...
　I don't want to allow myself to be defeated in a game of "sword fighting" because I'm the opponent.

You can forgive yourself now, can't you?
"Shut up, ......!　You don't know what you're talking about. ......!

　That look annoyed me.
　I couldn't forgive that look.
　That look-- it didn't affirm Shura.

"Sorry. I just wanted to tell you.

　I wanted to tell you even though I knew you wouldn't get it.
　That's all I'm saying.

　I'm not sure what to say.

Air Aria.

　Futa looked up at that song played by himself.

　He remembered that he, too, had been fighting alone.

　He said he was doing it for someone else, but he was using that person as an excuse.
　I think so now.

　Because.

"The winner is the first champion!　Good luck!

　Her cheers, which she had omitted the nouns from so as not to patronize her family.
　If there are times when voices that should never have been heard can reach the seats from the field.

　I'm sure it's the other way around.

　Futa raised the corner of his mouth slightly and nodded.
　When you can reach what you want to reach. Two people are much better than one.


　--Let's say I change my job from princess pimp to champion.


"Come at me again and again. I'll never run away from you.


　As if in response to the air aria, Futa also released his own air aria.

　I don't know what the meaning of a solo that is not performed by one person really is, but...

　Futa's kick to the abdomen bent Aylan over and blew him away. He bounced two or three times, and when he stopped, he was quietly unconscious.

　The look of frustrated anguish on his face was impressive.


"That's it!　The winner is Futa Pomodoro!