In the middle of the arena spectacle.

　A girl's lonely cry, but it never leaves her throat.

"Hey guys!　It was really fun today!

　--I'll tell you what, hurry up and end it, I want to die.

　I want to die." The sad sub-voice is not even glimpsed in the smiling face.

This is the end of the Yuyake Concert. But still!　I wish I could see you all again at ......!　I'm thinking!

　--I'm not sure what to say, but I'm sure you'll understand.

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　Of course, a replica of this dress is also in the works.
　I'm sure it will be very popular among the noble ladies of the capital.

　In addition, the invincible merchant who is producing the replica is currently planning a theme park for Pasta-chan.

　It won't be long before Pasta-chan's stomach is pierced by stress. I have a secret potion, so I'm fine.

I'll see you later!　Thank you so much for today!

　With that smile, confetti of magic dances in the sky.
　I'm not sure what to say, but I'm sure you'll understand.

"Pasta!　Don't let it end!
"No, no, no, no. Beato's sister is such a, such a ......!　But it's selling ......!

　While some of the children are frustrated and conflicted.

　Still, the end of the show was a grand finale.
　Her performance ended with loud cheers.

　The only people who were disappointed were the two "managers". A terrible story.









　--Outside the arena spectacle. North.

"Your Highness, they've found him!

　Ben, the field commander, breathed a sigh of relief at the information that came to him as the guards proceeded to clean up the mess.

　Gracial G. Gringott's convoy was complete.
　However, the guards heading west had discovered the bodies of many of the supposed "volunteers", and they were concerned about Lilac's safety.

"Where's Futa?
He's with her!
I'm sure he'll be fine. ...... No, I should probably run to him.

　Ben scratched his head and muttered.

　It is possible that there are still dangerous people lurking around here, cleaning up after the bodies. There are reports of disturbances in the east.

　And then there's the job of guiding the audience, including the noblewoman, home.

We'll just have to do our jobs.
"What?　What? You're leaving His Highness out of this?
I don't think that should be allowed to happen.　If you guys did this, you'd probably get fired.
Well, then, Captain Ben, you're on ......!
Yeah. I'm a company commander. Your Highness remembers my face. That's the point.
What's ......?
You should remember that. A good subordinate is one who understands his boss's feelings, even if ...... Bill's a**h*le and Bob's bastard can't.

　He shook his head, remembering his brother, who was faster with his body than with his mind, and his cheerful, perverted colleagues.

　In his mind, he was trying to decide which duties to pursue and which not to pursue.
　In his mind, he was in the midst of deciding which duties to prioritize, given the limited number of guards at his disposal.

　The escort of Gracial, the mage, required a large number of men.
　There were many other tasks that had been ordered by His Highness from the beginning.

"We're not 'nobles', you know. We don't know anything about the social scene. So, well.

　How the princess feels is none of my business as a commoner.
　So you can judge her by her feelings.

"Why do you think His Highness was here in the first place?
"What? You can see the fireworks from here at .......
Let's leave him alone. I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that, despite all the hiccups, things are finally back to normal.

　Ben waved his hand in the air.

　I like to watch the spectacle from this spot in the north.
　Ben did not see through Lilac's appropriate lie. Rather, he was being played for a fool.

　But sometimes that's the way people feel.

　He had gone to the trouble of letting the guards know that he was coming to his favorite place tonight. And Futa was there.

　I wouldn't even call it a guess anymore.

"Fireworks going off. Under the stars. ...... Why am I working with my back to the sky? ！！！！！！！



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　--Arena Spectacula External. East.


I understand the situation. It's not my problem.
Thank you very much for that.

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　I'm not sure if the man in front of me is a secret agent posing as one of the people who were causing trouble in King's Landing.
　I'm not sure what to make of it.

　But that's not the point for Izuna.

　Logres must have known that, and revealed all the details.
　It's not funny, but it makes sense.
　For Izuna, it's boring as hell.

"What about you?

　The spectacle of a man carrying a hatchet.
　The fireworks and the singing are gone now, and you can see people milling about outside the twinkling lights.

　From the faint whinnying of the horses, it was easy to imagine that those people were spectators returning home after the performance.

"So you're okay with having your fun today ruined?
"......?　Oh, ha-ha-ha. I see. No, I don't think so. After all, it wouldn't have blown up the Spectacular anyways.
You're saying you could've done anything you wanted?
Yeah. Not for me, anyway. But you're the first.
...... looks like he's not lying.
Yeah. You're a terrible person to be able to see the truth without using magic.

　This is a great way to make sure that you are getting the most out of your money.

I'm not sure what to make of that. Don't be so harsh.
Well... Then don't misunderstand me either.
What?

　The earth screams as the mallet is swung down with a thud.
　I'm not sure if you've seen this before, but I'm sure you've.

"...... What do you think you're doing?
It's not about that woman.

　That woman is probably the water lily that escaped.
　Logres' guess is not wrong.

　The only thing that makes me tilt my head is whether the man in front of me has any thoughts about such a small thing.
　I thought it was the nature of a man to want to protect a woman when he sees her, but apparently that's not the case.

He was talking out of his ass. I can't really relate to that, and I fought because I had something to protect. I don't have much sympathy for him, and I fought him because I had something to protect. ...... And it's the same with him, isn't it? I'm not sure what you're talking about. I was desperate in my own way.
......
I hate the guy next to me who looks down at me like he knows everything.
That's a lot of people to hate.
At least.

　He glanced at Logres lightly and turned away.
　I'm sure there are people waiting for you in Spectacula.
　I'm not sure what to do with it.

　So, this is the last time.

I've decided that no matter what happens, I'm not going to trust a court mage.
Goodbye.









　--Outside the arena spectacle. South.

I... I think I was pretty embarrassed when I think back now.

　I think I was pretty embarrassed when I think back on it," she said, scratching her cheek as if to express her small feelings.
　I turned my back on the spectacle and walked down the alley for a bit.
　Finally, they reached the street, but there was no way to call a carriage.

　She could have taken a carriage, but unfortunately, time was of the essence.
　On top of that, all the carriages were full, just after the spectacle and fun performance.
　There was no space for us to get in.

　Therefore, we had no choice but to walk.

　This was one of the scenes on the way.

"Mr. Richter and Mr. Mion were about to die. There's nothing I can do even if I stay. I don't know, I just felt betrayed by everything. Everything I've ever thought about is useless.
"......
Aylin never said a word. So I was surprised when Richter came to see me. I'm sure you're not the only one.　Well, I was embarrassed. Now that I think about it...



　I thought Aylan had attacked Richter unilaterally.
　But that was a misunderstanding, and it seems that Richter had started some sort of war of words.
　And Aylin had lost a lot of time because of it.

　There were a number of things to think about when faced with the situation.

"It's refreshing to win, yes. But that's the thing. I'm sorry I bothered you in any way, okay?
"...... Hey.
What?

　What?" "Haha," he smiles shyly.
　A lot has happened since the tournament.
　I've had a lot of troubles, but I've been able to reaffirm that I'm a "fighter" after all.

　I'm grateful.
　I'm also sorry.

　So, I will continue to do so. I hope I can repay you for the trouble and gratitude. With that in mind, Prim looked forward proudly.

"If you think you've caused me trouble...
Yes.

　A voice whispered softly in her ear.
　I have no idea what they're going to say, but it's not a bad thing.

This isn't right, is it?
What?　What?
This, this. This situation.
Because Mr. Richter's going to collapse from exhaustion.
He's not getting enough blood, he's wobbly on his feet, and then he falls. That's true. But... But.

　He was bleeding badly from the abdomen.
　But," he said, "the bleeding from his abdomen was terrible, and it must have taken a heavy toll on his body to force himself to get up and look for Prim.

　It was also reckless of him to volunteer to referee the fight against Arawn. He managed to stay on his feet with only his energy and guts.

　At the end of the fight, he was struggling with his wobbly feet.
　The thread of tension that had held him in place until the end of the game seemed to loosen when the curtain came down.

　What was wrong with worrying about Richter, who had collapsed, and bringing him home? Prim tilted her head.

It's not like I'm dragging him.
It's too barbaric to think of dragging a sick man.
What's the problem then?
I'm telling you, this is it!

　I'm not sure what to make of it.
　I'm not sure what you mean by that.

　He looked at Richter, who was carrying him like a piece of laundry.

When did your spear become a clothesline?
Oh, it looks like a clothesline, doesn't it?
No, it doesn't.

　It's not. I'm just hanging the Richter on the spear, which I always wear on both shoulders like a balance rod.

Easy to carry.
I ran into a street lamp earlier.
Because my spear isn't really a cat's whiskers. ......
Isn't that a funny thing to say?

　All over the place.

Do you want a piggyback ride?
"No thanks. Even though they're barbarians, it's a matter of honor to be carried by a woman.

　This situation is already a matter of honor.

Shall I carry her then? Like a princess.
Don't be silly. I'd rather bite my tongue than have you do that to me.
You'd rather kill yourself?　Isn't that awful?

　The shocked Prim didn't know, nor did the sniffling Richter.
　The world doesn't need to know that he's already been hugged like a princess in front of a public audience at a fighting tournament.

　There are some things it's better not to know.

"Put me down. I can walk on my own.
You shouldn't be so reckless.
I'm surprised you're doing this out of the goodness of your heart.

　I'm surprised you did this with ten percent good intentions.

Your house is gone.
Yeah. Well, we'll take care of that.

　Under the stars.
　Not quite back to normal.

It's an opportunity. Let's see what they have to say about rebuilding.


"Well, let's build an arena in the middle of the house.
"A house that collapses in the middle? Haha. Interesting.
Oh, you're making fun of me!










　--arena spectacle outside. West.

Looks like it's over. It was beautiful.
"......, huh?

　The collar was pinched.

　We were walking in a nature park.
　From this slightly elevated hill with a good view, I could see Spectacula clearly.

　I was admiring the fireworks for a while here, with my docile lilac horse by my side.

　--It seems that I'm not the only one who's been admiring them.

　When I looked down at the reply from the chest, I saw a girl who had finally stopped crying and was vaguely watching the spectacle.

"I am.

　A small sniffle.

　I'm not sure what to say.
　But now that the fireworks have stopped, her cool voice echoes softly in the quiet hills.

"Did you miss me?
"Huh?　Oh, I don't know.
...... You said it was obvious. Take responsibility for your words.
"Uh, .......

　The face of the girl with the pouting lips is right in front of Futa when he lowers his head.

　The blue eyes are moist. I'm not sure what to do.
　Even though he knew it was because she was crying, he couldn't help but widen his eyes at such close range.

I was just thinking that the Lilac-sama I know would be lonely. If you are not lonely, you would not be so bitter about not having an ally.
...... That's what happened, isn't it?
Yes. It's been a year.
"One year. ......

"There's no one on my side!

　I shouted, and rejected Huta under the stars.
　One year later. It's been a year, Lilac thinks.

"But, Futa...
"Yes.

　With a swoosh. The white hand reaches out.

　Futa holds her with both hands, and there is nothing he can do to resist.

　She gently touches his cheek and smiles.

I'm not lonely anymore.
It's ......
"Yes. Because you're here.

　The first thing you should do is to look at your eyes.
　The first time I saw him, his eyes flashed.

　I'm not sure what to do.

"...... Futa.
And then...

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　It felt like the horse was judging him like crazy.

"Hey, Futa?
Excuse me. Shall we go?

　Lilac sat down in the saddle and looked at him in surprise.

　The situation was quite unusual.

"Futa?
Yes.

　--Unusual, perhaps, but a first.

　In such a loose situation.
　The fact that he didn't look at me, even though he called out to me.

　That made me a little sad.
　But also a little happy.

　Lilac closes her eyes and tells him.

"Let's go home.
"Yes. Sorry.
It's okay. Yeah, but...

　It's been a year.

I guess I missed you a little bit.
And then what happened?

　It was like a meeting. If you think about what would have happened to you if you had gone on like that, Futa's words were justified.

　The other person is the princess herself.



　He's a precious partner, and most of all, he's the person I love the most.

Your face is red.
You're poking me so hard!　What's going on?
Well... What is it?

　You can't say "it."
　I can't even say "it" and I don't know if I can call it "it" yet.

　I don't want to put a conventional name on my first feeling.

　Just.

　Take a deep breath.
　The words I'm about to say are too embarrassing.

　I'm not sure I can say it without biting.
　But no. Lilac gave herself a little boost and told him, who still turned away.

"The dare you took without calling me "sir" or "princess"...
"What?
"As a girl, I was happy.


"I'm... "I love Lilac M. Fangini.



That.

　Lilac kicked the horse lightly in the abdomen with a joyful, yet strong voice that shook off her embarrassment.
　As if she knew what she was doing, the horse abandoned Huta and galloped off.

"Oh, no!　Wait.

　Wait, wait, wait.
　Don't leave me here.

　A lot of words came out of Futa's mouth, but...

　But what echoed on the hill were words that were different from both.




"Hey, where did you really hear that from?




　The night of the fireworks draws the curtain of the starry sky.