The front of Cecily's waiting room was crowded with people.

　The group members standing at the door guarded the entry inside.
　One of the group members came out of the waiting room and shook his head.
　He must have just come back to ask Cecily-san inside if it's okay to let the visitor in.
　As expected of the winner's waiting room.

''.........''

　I mean, is this ... can you get in?
　First, we have to get through this crowd....
　Hmm?

Hey....

　A voice came from the crowd.
　One by one, their eyes lingered on me.
　Then the wave of people in front of me broke off to the left and right.
　..............
　

Well, hi...

　He shrugs and sneaks around while bailing.

'It's a forbidding user...'
Rumor has it that a curse user was actually behind Ira Horn's great breakthrough.
''I heard that you used a forbidden curse to defeat the Four-Villain-Class monster that appeared in the square in front of the Great Sacred Ground this time as well...''
"Moreover, I heard that you had a secret meeting with the Ruvelargan Witch during the Feast of the Holy War, and that you engage in daily dishonest acts of vulgarity under the guise of research...

　............
　Shanatrice Twoelf!

Come in.

　As I walked to the front of the waiting room while suppressing my outpouring of indignation, a member of the group opened the door for me.

''Well you don't have to ask Cecily-san inside if it's okay to let me in?''
He asked me to let him in when he comes to visit, sir.
Oh, I see........well, I'll leave you to it.

　With trepidation, I enter the waiting room.
　Hmm.
　When you're treated politely, that makes you feel strangely cocky.......

　The moment the door closed, of course it was still buzzing, but there was a sense of a partition being made between it and the hustle and bustle outside.

'You're here, Kurohiko.
Oh, here we are at last.

　Cecily-san was sitting on the couch and Currier-san was standing in front of her.

''Ah, well first of all congratulations on your victory, Cecily-san.
Hi. Hi.
Are you done with Ira?

　I answered Currier's question.

'Yes, I think I've said what I needed to say.

　Looking at the sword Cecily had used in the final, Currier said.

'Ira, too, though it was close.
Yeah.

　It was close.
　Yes, we were never visibly inferior.
　That game was my--.

I was just talking to Cecily about it.
What?
'I'm talking about the final. In fact, I noticed during the process, Ira's sword was too fixed in its aim point. A sword like that would be necessary in Doomsday Township, but it was a bit 'too heavy' to be used in a match.

　Currier, you noticed, too.
　As expected, what can I say?

　Cecily-san gave a complicated smile.

''Just before I decided to make the last effective strike, if Ayla had struck my arm I probably would have lost. After the win, I had an uncomfortable feeling as if I had something stuck in my teeth. So just now, I asked Currier about what I just said...
'So it's fair to say that Ira was close, as the word suggests. The final result itself was, in my opinion, a paper-thin difference.

　Well.....
　You both did a thorough analysis, didn't you?

　I told them about the matter of Ira-san's sword being turned into the Sword of Sagara Kurohiko.
　When I finished speaking, Currier-san made a satisfied face.

I'm sure you've been influenced by you.

　Cecily-san followed.

'It was turned into Kurohiko's sword, huh...'

　Again, a complicated look.

''That's kind of enviable, isn't it...mmmm...what is it?　We should have won, but somehow I feel like we lost... this unexplained feeling...
You gave it your all and you won. It's a solid fact. So, for now, you should just be happy.
Well if Currier says so, I will.

　I thought that Currier-san was somewhat like Cecily-san's lady.
　..........
　Oh, that reminds me.

How's your wrist?

　I was worried about my sore wrist.


''Well, I can say that you can't help but be reckless in that final...''

　As if to show respect, Cecily-san turns towards the passage leading to the battle platform.

''If I didn't do something reckless, I would have been an opponent I couldn't win against.......so I have no regrets. Ira was.........really, really strong.

　I'm sure Ira was frustrated.
　But everyone is praising Ira-san's battle.
　What she left in everyone's memory at this Holy Martial Arts Festival might be bigger than what Cecily Arkwright left behind, in a way.

'By the way, Kurohiko!'

　What?
　Cecily's air changed to some kind of conniving flirtation........
　This deliberate smirk on her face........
　This is a dangerous sign.
　I straighten up my mind.

"What is this?

　I respond sternly with a soothing, bass voice like Commander Sogut.
　Nothing, to be unmoved.

You promised to come and stay at my mansion after I win this Seibutsu Festival, didn't you?
...Oh, did I?

　The counterfeit Soggyut voice quickly disappeared, and the Tonkyo voice that had been a painful experience for many years came back at god speed.

''Moo!　It was!　I swear it was!　Hey, that's a terrible idea, Blackhawk!　Oh my God, we won the championship!

　Floating her slender hips, Cecily-san starts to complain about boobies with a bright red face.

''..........''

　During this Holy Martial Arts Festival, there was an attack by the Endo-Junojunjun Army and the Skolbanger, so there was hardly any time to relax.......
　Just now I finally remembered the matter of Ira-san, who said he would talk to me if he won the Holy Martial Arts Festival, at the 《something to think of that》 level.......

''I'm sorry........''
'You think you should just sit back and apologize like that, don't you!

　giggle

　Currier-san smiled as if it was an accident.

''Currier-san?''
'No, I just thought we were finally getting back to our normal routine. Cecily in particular I can feel her sincerely happy, which is great.
Ugh, ahhhhh... oh, my God, Currier...

　Cecily stepped aside and boiled up even more.

''Cecily, in her own way, was reserved for Kurohiko for some reason until after the Holy War Festival... right, Cecily?

　With a bosh, steam erupts from Cecily's head.

'Shh, I don't know!　So, Kurohiko!　You can keep your promise, right!

　Bish!　And he sticks a finger at me.



　I ask the Silver Maiden for help.
　Currier-san grins back.

''This time, I'm willing to decline the invitation, right?
'What?　Why, why?
I don't know.

　I was ducked out of the way.

''Humph ... even if we're staying at the Arkwright family's mansion, Cecily's mother or someone from the house will be there, so there's no need to be so dismayed.
"That's right........I mean, we're not just staying together in the Cirrus Baths, we're bathing together in a single piece of cloth.......what in the world is Kurohiko needing to hesitate now? ?
Oh, you know, the whole staying at a girl's house thing, you know...

　Cecily smiled, and then, zzzzzzzzzz, she applied pressure to the front of me.
　This is the pressure unleashed by an ungraded class champion.....

''Is coming to stay at my mansion more frightening for Kurohiko than fighting the Four Deadly Disasters or Hibigami?
... yes, in a way.
..........
..........
'Wow! Currier!　I don't know what his standards are anymore!　Terrible!

　Cecily-san cried out to Currier-san.
　While nudging Cecily-san, who was ranting and raving in her chest, Currier-san smiled bitterly.



　And to my horror, there was a lot of lawless speculation outside the waiting room.

'Hey!　I could hear Lady Cecily crying when the forbidding spellcaster entered the room!
The rumors of the woman-whining cursed user were true!
'Oh!　I heard that rumor in this hall from a little girl with a brown blonde eye patch, too!
Me too!
Me too!
So am I!

　So!

　Hey!
　Tiny!
　The witch!

　Everyone!
　Be desperate!
　I was at the game!
　This!
　At the Holy Week!

　What!
　By itself!

　A thing or two!
　Blast it!
　It's spinning!

　Why is there a conspiracy to ruin my reputation going on behind the scenes of the Holy War Festival on its own!
　You're kidding me!

　............

　I mean, the last person who agreed to this was probably the one who created the source of the problem!

..........

　The usual feeling returned and my mind relaxed, or maybe it was just that I was somehow getting more excited as if I was recoiling from the past.




　 We're going to stay overnight.