White's first round opponent was a platoon leader of the kingdom's Fourth Order.
He was a narcissistic-looking man with long hair that dominated, and his first impression was that he was a narcissistic man.

''Kyaaaah!　Master Alvin, aaaaah!
'Hey my honeys. I'm giving you guys a win today!

No, it's the bad kind.
Okay, White. Take him out.
We're going to focus on the face. Aim for the eyes!

"Hey, White, can I wear a mask?
Well, it's all good.
''Haha. So Darling-san found out fast. Well, it was obvious, but...'
b*tc*, shut up.
"Huh!　There are things you can say and things you can't say in front of these masses!　Oh, no, it's not, is it?　I'm not a pervert, you know!''

XO, it's probably the opposite.

'Feng, if you think your opponent is a suspicious masked man, you're a pretty girl. I'll let you be my prisoner, too.

Alvin shuffles his long bangs and sends his eyes flowing.

''........Wow, goosebumps.''
"...agreed. Let's get this over with quickly.

I wondered if that sort of thing would be popular, but it seemed to be limited to certain women.
While White waited for the signal to start, he popped his competition knife into the air and checked the feel of it.
I thought it was dexterous that he was doing it with both hands at the same time.

'Two knives?　But that reach won't get you anywhere near me, will it?
Don't open your mouth.

Alvin's weapon is like a rapier, long and slender, with a much longer reach than a knife.
The key to this match would be how White approached it.

''I'm in trouble. You'll have to go easy on your cute little kitty. You know what?　I'm going to attack you with un de trois.
''Well then, the first round, Mask the White, or rather, White versus the Fourth Knight Platoon Leader, Alvin, will begin!
''Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...?''
No, I'm done.
Huh?

White, clad in something black, is in front of Alvin just as the match begins, and when he gives his stomach a thumping push, Alvin falls to the ring unresisting.
Oh, you just hit your head, didn't you?

"What the hell!　One moment!　It took him down in the very same instant!　Me, I blinked and it was over!　The winner, White!

Something black had already disappeared and White hurriedly left the ring.
After that, the crowd belatedly cheered, and it had been a hell of a match from the start.

'What the hell was that!　White was that strong!
'No, well, I thought he was strong, but not this strong...'
Ayame!　Do you know anything about it, Lord?
Iris-sama. I'm kind of secretive, but....

Suddenly, I heard a voice from behind me and turned around to see a woman who was dressed in a costume worthy of being called Knoichi and just barely boobed in size.
Hmm. I'm sitting down right now, so my eyes are on the short hem and the height is too spiky for my eyes, but I can't help it.

'Of all the warrior shinobi, you know best, don't you?
...I'm sorry. I have an idea, but ... it's just not possible.
Okay, let's say it.
''........Then maybe, I think it's the secret technique of the Black Cat Tribe....... But the Black Cat Tribe has already........
''Hmm. And White isn't a black cat tribe by any stretch of the imagination.......?
...that Iris-sama. Anyway, can I cut this man down?
Ayame, put away your weapons. I can't give a man a look, I'm just a man.
'Nice legs. They're well-trained, and they make you want to munch on them.

It's another one of those beautiful white legs that's different from Renge's.
No, I just can't get enough of the contrast between the lily-of-the-valley sunbeams and my thighs!

I'm going to cut it.
"Will you stop or will you bleed on the straw? Stop, my dear. The Ayame is a lost child.
Sure. So, what's a Black Cat tribe?
What, you didn't even listen to me?
Sure. I can watch the legs while I listen.
The cut...
"Hmm, explain it to him, Ayame.
d*mn it. Okay. I'm sure you'll find a lot of people who have a lot of questions about this. Also, just shut your eyes for a while and listen intently, worm.

Oh, they hated me a lot at this one time.
It was Ayame who bothered to appear at the hem of the hem at your eye level, you know?
It's not my fault!
I just turned straight around and found a hem, or rather a thigh, as a result of turning straight around.

''........The Black Cat Clan is a martial group whose entire clan used to work as mercenaries. They were so powerful that in the event of a war, it was said that the victory or defeat would be determined by whether or not each country could hire them first. They wore black shades called 'Hisou Ten'i' and were unrivaled in assassinations and night raids, and were said to be a match for the best in the field.
So that shadow that was hovering around White was a cloak of some sort?
'Yes. I'm glad to see that even a head as small as a bug could understand it.
So, if you're talking about the past tense, then what is it?　The Black Cat Tribe has already been destroyed, and their clothing garments are like a one-child technique, so it's impossible for White to use it outside the gate?
What!
Nicess. You're a lot smarter than I thought. Ayame, you've lost a point.

No, well, it's more or less just how I expected the story to go.
Probably anyone who enjoys fantasy and the flow of the story could have guessed it.

But that makes me wonder.
'Hmm well I can ask White later, but I don't think he's going to divulge that information to anyone else.
Hmm?　It's a cloak and tie, okay?

I turned to my left and before I knew it, White, who was on the couch, had answered normally.

'What, White?　An early return....
'I felt sick......... I wanted the Lord to comfort me as soon as possible....
Yeah, yeah. Good, good. I'm glad White didn't get swayed.
'Just kidding..... It's not enough to make the Lord love bugs.

Oh, of course not.
It wouldn't take me a lifetime to do it.
Do you know why bugs are so disgusting?　Because I'm already creepy to begin with!
It's just not possible.

"Anyway, White, is it true what you said about the coat?
"Hm.
Are you sure?　I've told the strawberries.
'Hmm. I don't want to antagonize Iris, and I don't think the Lord would antagonize her.
That's what I think now. That's how I feel now, too. But sometimes things don't work out that way.
Hmm. In its own time, White will take care of the Lord.
'I see. I would prefer not to fight with you guys if I could. It's not a good idea to sacrifice Ayame and her friends for nothing.
Mr. Iris...

Once Iris gets down and leaves her knees open, White sits on one knee as if she's jumping on it and leans down to put her head on the chest plate.
Iris then sat on the other one knee and leaned in as well, as if it was the default.

'Um, Iris-sama?　You don't have to get on the lap of this f*cking worm....
Um, Ayame?　I don't mind the shit, but can you please stop with the bugs?
Would you like to be a garbage man?
No bugs!

I don't want to be on par with a bug, even if it's a metaphor!
I don't care if it sucks or is rubbish, just don't get me started on the bugs!

That's his heartstrings. Don't do it.
I'll call you a piece of shit then.
I'll just call you Ayame.
Heeeee!　Please don't do that as goosebumps will accelerate!
Ayatan.
Godd*mn bugs!
Thank you, Ayametan!
Heeeey, I get it!　I'm sorry!

Phew.
I won the victory.........
Before I knew it, everything was forgiven, including the fact that I was staring at my thighs.
It was a complete victory.
So, Wendy?　Don't look at Ayame with such a scary face, will you?
And White?　You don't have to casually put your hand on the knife, do you?
We're like a joke to each other.
I don't care!
It's a big deal!
Ha, I gotta change the subject.

Yeah, White, you didn't have to use that move to beat him, did you?
Well, I think I got it.
"You didn't want to tip your hand, did you?　Are you sure?
'The Lord has a white!　Warning.

Ah ... I see.
I thought White was trying to keep his hands to himself, but he's White, and he's taken my opinion and shown his strength.
I'm sure he's thinking about what the Lord says. You....

"That's not so..... It's impossible for some lowly aristocrats to do anything about it. To begin with, you're considered to be related to Lord Hayato at this tournament.

Hayato.........what an honor student he is, that he's so effective even when he's not around.
But.

'You sound like someone who might try to mess with you.
Hmmm.... Hmmm........it's hard to say. I'm not sure what to make of it, but the Black Cat tribe itself is like a legendary creature, and there are very few people who have actually seen it...

It's not much ... that means there are some that are there, right?

'Come to think of it, how did Ayame-san know?
His family has been in the mercenary business for a long time. His family is an old mercenary family, and he's too dumb to be serious, but he knows most of this stuff.

I see.
So old soldiers and old noblemen might know about it.
The Knights of the Order might also be aware of it if they're reading history books.
If they're such a strong group of mercenaries, it's possible that they're scouts.......maybe.

"Lord?
Hmm?　What's going on?
White's not going anywhere.
Yeah, and I'm not letting it go.
"Hm.

I'm not going to sell it or give it away no matter what they do to me, no matter how much money they pile on.
I don't care who they are.

But if they find out you're the Black Cats, they're going to fight you.
What kind of battle freak is this...?
It's him.

Iris spread out the list of contestants and pointed to one.
That's the worst of the worst, in a way.
Furthermore, it's an opponent that White will hit if he wins one more time.

''The First Order, this is Arnold, the Knight Commander.
Okay, next time we win, we'll abstain.

Idiot!
How can the strongest guy in the kingdom be such a battle freak!
I thought he would be more of this dignified, chivalrous type!

'Hmmm but I want to see what the best in the country can do.
'What?　Mr. White?
I'll be fine. Fighting is like playing a game that never dies.

No, well, maybe for White, though!
I'm rather nervous about it, you know?
You've been in a bit of a funk, haven't you?