The semifinals begin.
　Our opponent in Chapter 5 is Chapter 4.
　The Saw Kingdom of Commerce - that is, the party led by former military school deputy and 'strategist' Fanbro.

　We were already facing each other in the circular field.
　Fangburo fishes the corners of his mouth as he steps out.

'I knew you'd come out, Sheila. And Salasa Vogarde!

　Suddenly, he shouted.
　His voice echoed through the open-air field.
　Fanbro glared at him as if he had found his parents' avenger.
　Sarasa's shoulders shook with a jolt.
　As expected, it's not an unusual look.
　He's going to kill Sarasa for taking advantage of the competition.

　The one who stood to cut off her gaze was Sheila.

　She turned around a bit and smiled smugly.

''It's okay, Sarasa-san.''

Sheila.

Brother, I'll take care of this...

　Fight alone.
　Just like my brother in the first round.

　Sheila is serious.
　She was seriously pleading with me.

　Juanbro is my sister's former senior.
　She must have some thoughts in her own way.
　Besides, it's a big deal to be able to save Sarasa, Rowan and Cecil here.
　As expected of me, it's hard to deal with Iolada, who is sure to win the finals while supporting her friends.

　Although it would expose Sheila's abilities, the advantage of hiding the other three's abilities is far greater.

''Fine.''

No, Racel.

　Sarasa asks.
　She raises her eyebrows in concern.

'It's okay. Sheila is strong. You guys know better, don't you?'

But Mr. Fambro has [future vision]....

"I'm sure Sarasa understands. The weakness of [future vision].

'What?　Oh, um....

Don't worry, Sheila. Go ahead, Sheila.

Yes!

　I push my sister back.
　A crisp reply came back.

　Fanbro frowned at Sheila, who came forward.

'You want to deal with one?　Don't lick it, Sheila.

'I'm not licking you, fanbro. I just felt that as a former junior, I had to hand it off to you.

That's quite a mouthful for a puppet at the mercy of Ravench.

　Fanbro glares at him.
　The junior he once was.
　Sheila was not to be outdone.

'Hajime!'

　With a loud cheer, the game begins.
　Apparently, because of me, Chapter 5 is getting a lot of attention.
　But it's a pretty girl who comes out.
　The crowd was a little confused when they saw me standing behind her.

　On the field, it doesn't matter.

　The Fanbro's companions consisted of two [Mage (Wizard)], one [Blacksmith (Blacksmith)] and one [Searcher (Seeker)].

　The ones who rushed over were Fanbro and [Seeker].

''Fambro-san is in front!

　Sarasa is surprised.
　I was as well.
　Fanbro's alias is 'strategist'.
　If anything, he is supposed to be the type who sets up a solid position in the back.
　I was high on the idea that it was something that would never be in the front line, but it was successfully missed.

　In the midst of it all, Sheila smiles.

'I see. That's very Fambro-like.''

Yeah. My tactic is to draw attention to myself.

　I see.
　The nickname "strategist" is also a performance.
　The aim is to draw attention to yourself?

　Then 【Blacksmith】 grants magic.
　What he threw to Fanbro and 【Searchers】 was a knife.
　Probably 【Poison Grant】.
　After receiving it, Fanbro shouted.

Not yet!

　Fanbro sends a signal.

　The [Mage] who was waiting in the back row activated his magic.

　[Dense Fog]

　What I spat out from my hand was white water vapor.
　The open-air field covered by the [Warding] is wrapped in fog.
　In the blink of an eye, a thick fog covered my vision.

　Silence descends.
　I can't even hear the voices of the spectators who should be nearby.
　No, I couldn't even see the faces of my friends who were right next to me.
　Naturally, I couldn't see any of my fellow fans, either.

'Hey, we can't coordinate ourselves in this fog.

No. It's not that, Cecil.

　Salasa denied Cecil's words.

　Fanbro has [Future Vision].
　If he knows our movement beforehand, he would know where to move even in the thick fog.
　It's a vindictive 'strategist'.
　He is a vindictive 'strategist' who discusses with his friends the distance between us in steps.

　If you don't move people that carefully, you can't be called a 'strategist'.

　It's brilliant.

　I think it's brilliant, even for an enemy.
　I'm very proud of your persistence, and I'm not afraid of you.
　You can't get away from it.
　I'm not sure if it's a bad idea, but that feeling is also--it's necessary to become strong.

　But....

　I'm sure that my sister does not lack that feeling either.
　Sheila is no longer someone's puppet.
　She is an adventurer's apprentice.

　Sheila activated her magic.

　[Stormy bubbles]

　The stormy wind popped inside the wards where the thick fog was rising.
　In an instant, the deep fog was dispelled.
　My vision becomes clear.
　He must have been reading Sheila's [Storm Bubbles].
　The 【Blacksmith】 and 【Mages】 in the rear were down.

　but--.

''Sheila-chan. Behind you!

　Sarasa's instructions fly.

　A shadow grew behind Sheila.
　It was Fanbro.
　It was about to attack Sheila, its round glasses and sword blade shining, and was about to pounce on her.

'It's over!'

　A dark voice rang out.
　Sheila did not look back.
　There was no pretense of defense.

　Just--.

　I activated the magic.

　[Dendritic Binding Chain]

　Fast.
　Intermediate restraint system magic.
　In an instant, Sheila assembled it in an instant.

　Fanbro was entangled in the vines that suddenly rose up from the ground.
　He restrained it with his knife raised.

''What, what?　The magic speed right now is......... Oh, you.........

'Fambro. Your weakness is that you can see the future.

　Then Sheila turned around.
　She moved her feet lightly.
　Her gaze was on Fambro's lower abdomen.

　Noticing the intent.
　Fambro's face turned surly blue.

'Oh, hey. You, what were you thinking........

I can see the future, so you can't see me now.

No, no!　That's it!


　Sheila Singh Stark is no longer the same person she was when she was brainwashed.


　That's when.
　Fanbro unconsciously activates [Future Vision].
　Because to him, this magic is his greatest strength.

　The future that he saw with 【Future Vision】.
　It was an image of Sheila's kicked up leg being sucked into his lower abdomen.

'Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

　There was a scream.
　For a moment, the spectators who were watching tightened their crotches.
　I hear a small, creepy sound of a kick up in the lower abdomen - and then I hear the sound of a kick.

　No, it wasn't.

　Sheila hadn't done anything.
　She hadn't even kicked up.
　But Fambro had seen it.
　The future world.........
　Despair...........

　Fambro bubbled.
　He had fainted.

　'Huh,' my sister sighs.

'Poor guy.......... I won't do it. This technique is Sarasa-san's exclusive property.''

　He smiled at his companions.
　Seeing this, Sarasa blushed with embarrassment.