As soon as the signal to start the match began, the nine men in the ring let out a roar and each brandished a weapon at a nearby foe.
One was blown away in a two-on-one match, and the other was blown out of the ring, unaware of the fact that he was being chased, and blown into a horizontal cleave.
It's a meaty or dynamic battle, but the match seems to be developing faster than expected.

Iris, like before, gets off and then turns around and sits down again, putting her weight on me, her backrest, in a gulp.
There was no prompting to support her, so it seemed that she didn't need to be supported this time, perhaps because she was sitting deeply.

'Master, come over here,'
Yeah, thanks.

Wendy gives us fried moi, which looks like a potato in a wooden tube-like container, on a stick.
It's only lightly salted, but the crispy outside and the chewy texture make it a delicious fried potato-like food.
I decided to hold it in one hand and cheer them on.

In the midst of the fray, the one who stands out in many ways is Mask the White.
He is swaying with his face down with his arms down.
His condition was eerie and the contestants seemed to be a little heavy on their feet when they tried to attack him.
Some knight-armored men rushed in, saying it didn't matter, but White fluttered around and avoided his opponent's attack.
When the man in knight armor was tired of striking out, he was blown away by a lightly armored man who looked like a barbarian tackling him and chasing him down with more weapons he had, and he was out of the ring.

He may look creepy in the ring, but to me, he just looks depressed....
Both of his ears are also floppy and he seems to have no energy in his tail, but I wonder if he's okay.
Did he get injured somewhere when he fell down on his appearance?
Or did I fail to decide to look good and become embarrassed?
It's frustrating that I can't read his expression because of the mask.

'Mask the Shiloh!　Come on!
Hmmm ... he's good.

When I shout loudly so that White can hear me, his ears twitch and he looks up at me, but I think I can see an indescribable aura from his back.
What should I say?
I'm not sure if it's the same as when you were wondering whether or not to buy the clothes that were displayed in the show window, but a few days later they were sold out before you knew it.

'Hmm. You can't bite off more than you can chew. Hey, can I have some more food?

As soon as I call out to White, Iris pulls my sleeve.


'Oh, wait a minute. Um, is that all right?
"Hmm. A moistick. Fine, but if you don't mind the oil will you let me eat it?
Okay, but ... yes, uh-huh.
'Ahhh. Mmm!

Iris seemed satisfied as she took half of the moi-stick I was holding and chewed it off in her mouth.

'Ahhhh,'
Okay.

I start urging myself to eat the other half, and I follow suit, bringing the moistick closer to Iris' mouth.
Then Iris tried to suck deeply to eat the other half, and her lips touched her finger.

'Lord, you held it in the middle to let your fingers kiss it, didn't you?'
No way. Here. You want some more?
'Next you're going to ask for a mouthful of straw to kiss?
I will if that's what you want.
Wha...

With that, I try to suck on the moistick with 90% joking.

'Oh, don't you think it's impolite, Lord?'
'Hmm?　It's up to Iris to eat or not eat, right?

Iris snorted in frustration as she grimaced as she was able to get one from Iris.
It was done because the initiative had been taken away from her all the time earlier.

''...Very well. Don't move.
Huh?
...ahhh...

Saying that, Iris's face changed the direction of her body as she sat down and approached with her mouth open.
No wait, I thought she'd refuse to be a stone.
A face that is gradually coming closer and closer.
Even though it's a child, I'm nervous when a beautiful face with a well-formed appearance and beautiful face approaches me with its eyes and mouth open.
And because it was a backrest, there was no way to escape.
If you turn your cheek to the side here, you'll end up cheek to cheek, but I have a feeling this is not good!

"The Winner!　Mask the White player ughhhh!　It happened so fast!　There were only four people left, but all four of them fell on the spot just as Mask the White seemed to suddenly disappear!　Oh, what?　Mask the White, furiously leaving the ring. I wonder if he was holding back in the bathroom!

Oh, it looks like White won.
I didn't get to see him win, but I'll give him a lot of work today.
I'll give him a lot of meat when I get home.
For now, as long as the problems in front of me are taken care of, that is.

Here.........don't run away.
No, no, no, that's not good.
You were the one who started it, weren't you?　You've got to take responsibility.

How can this little girl give off such a glamorous vibe?
I feel like this girl shouldn't grow up like this.
She will definitely grow up to be a beautiful woman in a tilted country.
When I licked my tongue earlier, it was definitely just a child joking around, but now it had added a touch of s*xiness to it.

''Aww, aww.''
What are we going to do?　Should I stop?
I don't know, I don't know, but...
'I don't know what to do!　What should we do!

Even the girls looking at it from below look puzzled.
I glanced at Hayato, but that seems to be no longer the case as Spalier-sama is closing in on Hayato with a moistick in her mouth over there.

''I won't let that happen!

I felt a shadow pass overhead, and at the same time, my head was turned to the side with a tremendous force.
A small jolt from the direction of the small shock, at the same time, a familiar face was approaching with its mouth open in front of me.

''Ahh,''

With a snap, their faces were so close together that their lips were just barely touching each other.
Iris would have been surprised by the suddenness of her visitor, but it was more than that.

'Munching and munching,'
...White?
Hm. I'm home.

White seemed to be speaking with a slightly more subdued tone than usual.

'Lord, I'm home.'
Yeah, welcome back.

With a look of puzzlement, I put the last of the moistick in my mouth and start chewing.

"Who are you, Lord?
"Slave of the Lord. White. Who are you?
Have you ever heard of a strawman?
Yeah, I don't know. I don't know. Now get off the Lord's lap. That's White's place.

White sitting next to me and Iris sitting on my lap seem to be exchanging glances and sparks with the beehive.
Only, Iris was smiling fearlessly, somewhat happily.

'Your place, I see. But now it's a straw man's place.
It won't happen. White will sit on it.
You want to use force?
It's not impossible.
Hmm. Then the warrior will have to do something about it, won't he?
If it's just an escort that's been sneaking around for a while now, I won't have to deal with it.
'Hoho..... You've noticed the 'shinobi' in the straw?

What?
Shinobi is a shinobi?
Are Iris's guards ninjas?

'No matter how cleverly they blend in, you can always tell by the sound of their footsteps muffled or the way they breathe.
Hmm....you are very good. But it's your master who will be in trouble if he touches the straw.　Walla is still royalty in this, you know.
"I don't think the cleverest royalty would have a funny story about a knee fight that resulted in the hands of a furious royalty.
Hmm..... Is this knee so important that you won't take a step back against the straw?
Of course. That's White's place.
"If you can, you'll keep each other in peace...

As someone who is caught in between, this air is hard to take!
It's an unfamiliar composition of two little girls claiming the right to be on my lap, but my lap is mine to begin with.

'But, Warawa, I thought you were allowed the right to be here during this tournament by your master.
Really?
'Well, you know. Even if it were, you're royalty, and I wouldn't be able to say no.
Why the Lord?
It's just a feeling. But my instincts were right. And he was right. Your master was a good man.
'Mmm ... if the Lord allowed it, I can't say anything...'

White breaks his ears and drops his head.

I'm sure you like the strawberry, too. It's a good thing that you have the courage to not take a step back from the straw.
Hmm....
Don't be so glum. You don't want to play in a team game, do you?
Hmm, individual matches.
Then why don't we sit here together for the team game tomorrow?　At your height, it would be hard to see if you sat down normally, wouldn't it?
Are you sure?
'Of course. For a straw is your Lord's friend. If you are a friend's neighbor, it is the straw that you cherish!

Thumping, Iris slaps her small, thin chest and claims her small, thin breasts.

'Hmm!　We'll get along!
'Mmm!　Then you and your straw man are friends too!　You may call the strawberries Iris. And if you have any trouble, you can tell me anything you need to know!
Hmm!　White is white. I'm in trouble right away. The Lord has a bad habit of women. He's always messing with other women.
Why don't we just castrate him?

Hey!
You're going to do something horrible!
I just said "squeezed.
Mysan's being squeezed.

"This is embarrassing for White...
White. Don't tell me you've already been kidnapped...?
I want you to do it and you won't...
'Difficult.... Are you out of range with little girls?
Out of range....
'Having said that, you seemed pretty thrilled earlier, didn't you?　I certainly felt your heartbeat quicken, didn't I?

That was ..............................no.
It was just a little bit of a gap that made me nervous, and I'm not a pedophile!
He's just a normal guy with a somewhat too wide strike zone.
And I'm just a regular guy who loves big tits........

Hmmm........White, that's a relief. It seems that this man can do well with young girls too.
'Really?　Lord, do you want to have kids with White?
I'm not making it!　Wait until you're a little older!
Well, if they're a fighting race, they're old enough to have had two or three babies already.　What do you have the stomach for?

It is not out of willpower, but to hold the line as a man.
It's a good thing that you're not going to have to worry about it.
It's a good idea to be able to have a good time with them.

It's a good thing that you're not in the mood for anything else.　Are you hurt?
"..........

Huh?　Hmm?

I'm fine. I'm not hurt.
Isn't this a bit insensitive?
'Don't be rude!　I'm the one with a keen sense of female subtlety!
Don't be afraid, White...
Hmm....
'I mean, White, are you sure you didn't want to keep it a secret?'
It's okay...

Wendy chuckles and White sneers.
I don't like this atmosphere.
It's like I can't read the atmosphere.
I was just worried about White, so how did this happen....