Chapter 156: 156 Episode 135 Opening Ceremony

The city was bustling from morning to morning.

"Who will win?"

"We're in the 40th leg!"

"Bucker! It's the 41st leg!"

"Oh, right! Did you eat the cake from the 42nd district? It's delicious!"

"I like the food court! I wonder if you'll keep it."

"Now! Which leg will win! Starting with 100Rb per bite!"

"Five thousand Rb in the forty-first leg!"

"Twenty thousand in forty wards!"

"500 Rb in the 42nd leg!"

"Mr. Mormat," It's not good to compete."

"And Redwood is a little fatal,"

...what are they doing, guys?

Well, anyway. That's why the whole neighborhood, crossing the boundaries of the ward from the 40th to the 42nd wards, is full of festive excitement.

"That's amazing."

"Don't get separated,"

"...I don't mind. Paula will take care of the manager."

"Yes! Leave it to me! I won't let you get lost!"

"Thank you very much, Paula," I hope you don't let go of the manager's hand."

"Oh, you know, ladies and gentlemen... why am I treated as the most child?"

"It's because you're the last one out there."

We walk slowly and slowly, surrounding Jeanette, who is probably unfamiliar with the crowd.

The 41 wards, the venue of the eating contest, were crowded with people.

All three groups of people gather in one place. This is a terrible thing.

We strive hard for our destination so that we won't get separated by such a crowd.

"That's great, isn't it?"I've never seen so many people in my life."

"...probably all of them,"

"I have a lot of younger brothers and sisters, but I don't think I'

No wonder. With so many brothers, your parents would be in a mess.

...and, by the way, there's still more to come.

"I haven't seen you for a long time..."

There are many events in Japan, such as New Year's visit, Gion Festival, and ComicMarket, where people gather in one place.

I wonder if Izumo Taisha Shrine and Ise Shrine in the Edo period were like this...

"Brother!"

"Popcorn sells like crazy!"

On a corner of the main street, Yodamari-tei's No. 2 and No. 7 store side by side.

There is no problem with the sale because it is done with permission. Standing in line is a remedy for trouble. Disperse places more responsibility on one person. We are all told to work together to get over something.

Of course, I've also told them to come and call us if they have any problems they can't help themselves.

"I've finally come to No. 2 and No. 7,"

"... the hall is almost there."

"It's hard to move around".

My sisters seem to have been on standby here since last night.

We had left the 42nd leg before dawn, but as soon as we entered the 41st leg we were caught in a traffic jam.

There's a heavy traffic jam.

"And if it wasn't for the players to go after this... I might have gone home."

"It must be harder for the public".

We enter a dedicated space as players and Jeanette and Paula as cooks. So it will be a little easier to move around as long as you enter the hall.

"Come to think of it, what's the matter with Mr. Estella?"

"...another action from the morning."

"I think you're rich, and you're sitting in a sloppy, sloppy seat. Mmm, sloppy!"

No... I'm ahead because I'm the lord.

Well, I'll keep quiet.

When I entered the hall, I was led to the passageway by a vigilante in the 41st district.

Well, I'll take a rest now.

"It was very crowded,"

"...walking ox."

"It felt like Katatsumuri-san said.

"What? Let's see!"

Magda and Jeanette's popping of metaphors is making Loretta feel uncomfortable. No, it's okay, you don't have to force yourself to say good things.

"But... my dying grandfather!"

"Here!"

That's what I came out thinking a lot about!

give someone a slap on the wrist for inappropriately

"Ah, oh, oh, I'm sorry..."

"Don't do it. You have to think carefully before you speak.

"You're right,"

"...I can't even walk when I'm dying."

"Don't say so!"

You're not following me, Magda!

"Hey! Palm Row!"

"It's too late, boys!"

Neferry and Delia stood in front of the entrance.

Oh, there's Bertina in the back.

"Quick, boys,"

"Riding in front!"

Why is Delia such an industry term?

Well, I guess it's a game of Forced Translation Magic."Bertina was quick, too,"

"Yes. I didn't want to expose the children to the crowd, so I came here before the sun rises."

"What about the boys?"

"My mom is watching us."

"I see,"

Thanks to the hard work of the women, the hall can accommodate a tremendous number of spectators.

Still, everyone can't get in, so it's a game-by-game swap.

Because of the income gap between the 40th and 41st wards and the 42nd wards, the uniform admission system was not adopted.

That's why the seats were divided into three blocks and each block was managed by its own ward.

Tickets can be priced at the discretion of each ward.

The proceeds of the ticket go straight to the lord.

Therefore, the admission fee for the 42 wards was reduced to 50Rb.

They could have snatched it, but Estella explained to the people and distributed the tickets for everyone to see.

"If you can take the profits elsewhere, that's all right."

Did you say that?

You've gotta be sweetie.

The 40th leg seems to have offered some of the seats at a high price as premium tickets that can be seen throughout all the games. Naturally, aristocrats and rich people jumped at the ticket.

Other than that, it's a game-by-game replacement system, and the price is reasonable.

In a way, it may be fair to keep the gap so obvious.

It seems to be an equal but actually quite distorted idea to treat people of high social standing and commoners together without discrimination.

Is it really fair for a guy who has worked hard to earn money to be treated equally with a guy who has become poor because of his idleness?

Well, there are many ways of thinking. It's because of all sorts of things, and all kinds of 'fairness' come into being. It's becoming difficult to share values between democracies and socialists.

However, the 42 wards, which are close friends, treat everyone equally.

The nobility, the common people, and the slaves are alike. The idea is that they are the same 'human.'

but the nobility in the Forty-two wards is about Estella......well, these days, Imelda is included...that's about it.

When it comes to these guys, they're rather lonely when they're isolated from the rest of course. Special treatment would be a wish‐off.

"Wow! It's wide!"

arrive at the waiting space in the 42nd leg I was slightly overwhelmed by the sight from there.

the central stage surrounded by spectators and the waiting space for the persons concerned.

When I see the audience from there, I feel a tremendous sense of oppression. My stomach shrinks to think that I'm being watched by so many people. Is this how actors and athletes on the stage feel?

"Wow, I... I'm not going to play... but I'm getting nervous."

"It's all right... so am I."

Both Jeanette and I are experiencing an indescribable sense of tension despite being in a relatively easy position. I'm glad I'm not a player... I'm really glad.

"You can see the game well from here! Hehe, I'm glad you're a good player!"

"...agree. Special seats."

"I think it's easy to get support from here."

The players were surprisingly calm. Delia, Magda, Bertina... Don't they get nervous? I don't think so...

"It's called a waiting space, so I thought it would be much more... less fun being crammed into a small room."

"It's quite interesting to see people waiting. It's a big tournament like this."

When there's movement in the camp, you'll be wondering, "Oh, what are you doing?" and you'll enjoy it's fun. It's going to be a pretty long meeting. There is no limit to offering the audience a lot to see.

Waiting space is like a form of entertainment.

Is that a little too much?

The waiting space is basically empty with just a few simple chairs and desks.

Many will stand or sit on the ground. For the time being, the players are provided with chairs. Well, I hope the guy I want to sit down will sit down.

It is prepared to be five meters by four meters in size. After all, there are contestants, cooks, and people like me waiting here. Appropriate space is necessary.

Cooking is done in a special kitchen that can be seen from the audience, but since when and where to cook is determined just before the game begins, cooks in each ward are supposed to be on standby in their respective spaces.

There is an hour's interval between each game to change seats and prepare the food for the next game. It is calculated that the game will be consumed in two hours, including the preparation period.

"Oh, Mr. Jiro, ladies and gentlemen. Have a good day."

"You're just here, Imelda..."

There was Imelda in the waiting space of the 42nd leg.

I think it would be better if I were to be in my current address of 42 wards, not in my hometown of 40 wards, when I was about to start playing between the wards."

"There's a fox here, isn't there?"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Womaro jerks and retorts.

This tension is not due to the pre-tournament, but to the spirit of being unable to speak to women.

Or be more confident. Imelda recognizes you as a rival and appreciates you very much, though I'm sure she won't say it.

"Just a moment, Jillo!"

When I was talking to Imelda, I was suddenly pulled by the collar from behind and my trachea was crushed.

...and I thought I was going to die.

"What are you going to do!"

"That's my line!"

Looking back, I saw Norma standing with her hand around her waist, full of anger.

The pomp stands out.

"Oh! It suits you!"

"Don't look good on me! What's this look like?"

Where are the usual slightly languid adult charms, Norma has been playing rock-paper-scissors since morning.

The clothes are irresistibly s*xy...

"He looks like a cheerleader!"

clench one's fist to stress

I was hit in the face with a slap.

"Do you want me to stay all day dressed like this?"

Oh, that's where I'm concerned.

It's true that it's usually a long skirt with slits, so the legs aren't very exposed. I see. Is Norma ashamed of her feet?From my point of view, I feel like I have to say good job to ukurinness who created cheer suits that emphasize the chest.

This time, Norma and other volunteers from the 42 wards have asked for a cheering squad.

They said they would be able to watch the whole game in a good place, and everyone agreed to it with a double answer. At that time, I told her to dress like a cheering squad, but Norma doesn't seem to like it.

It's a cute cheer suit. It's a super miniskirt, with a ragged chest, and the pompon in both hands shows a relentless sense of strangeness in a different world.

"You're so pretty, Norma."

Jeanette praises Norma's appearance with her sparkling eyes.

"Oh, is that so...

"Oh, it suits you very well. If you support them, everyone will be motivated."

`It's only Jillo who's happy about it,'

I complimented Norma in the form of following Jeanette, and Norma gave her a little scolding. But it didn't seem to be all late.

"Mr. Norma, you're so s*xy!"

"... ripe fruit."

"I feel ill will from you!"

Loretta and Magda's compliments seemed unacceptable.

"Yasilo, look! Cute?"

"I'm the cook!?"

Like Norma, Neferry and Paula, dressed in cheer suits, rush towards us.

...you guys just came in with us...work fast, ukurinez.

Norma is the only one who emphasizes the valley in his chest. These are ordinary cheer suits.

Ukrinness... You know what I mean, don't

By chance there was a wooden screen behind the waiting space in the 42 wards, which looked like a changing room. Wouldn't you be able to peep out of the auditorium... then I'd be able to move to the general seat...

"I'm afraid you can't see it,"

A fluffy Ukrinness comes along.

This guy seems to find pleasure in dressing girls in new clothes these days. I'm sure she's a woman, but she's probably an Ossan in her heart. It must be so.

"Ah... Mr. Neferry is so cute..."

Wow... there's a lot of perverts in the crowd.

"What are you doing, Percy? You're an outsider, aren't you?"

"Isn't it all right for you to come?"

Is that so?

No, but nevertheless. Do you want to see Neferry and betray the Forty-Ward to come to Forty-Ward?"

"It's a rebellion,"

"Don't be so terrifying! Of course your city is important, but ah... love is more important, isn't it?"

If you're embarrassed, don't say it. It's disgusting. You want me to be the one to be told.

"Good morning, Mr. Jiro."

I was approached by Natalia in the bustling waiting space.

But he's not here to watch.

"I'm here to pick you up."

"Oh,"

Natalia came to pick me up.

to the waiting room of the lords more closely monitored and controlled than here.

"Well, don't I go for a second,"

"Yes. The opening ceremony is on the platform, right?"

"Well... don't be so,"

For some reason, I'm going on the front stage with my lord. ... Well, I have one job, so I can't help it... ...but this is also for sales. For my benefit... I'll give you a break, Ova palmro.

... oh, that's too much trouble.

"I'll be rooting for you here."

Jeanette smiles with a smile.

...don't look like that. You're wondering if I should do my best, aren't you?

"Cheering... I don't do anything else, do I?"

"Yes, but I'm rooting for you." I've been looking at it."

This guy may be saying that out of my depression.

"Well, I'll be back.

"Yes. Have a good day."

After being sent off by Jeanette, I will start moving again.

Leaving the waiting space for the people concerned, they enter the building behind the stage where the eating contest is held, facing the stands.

This is a building where the lord waits, and each lord is assigned a private room.

It's a VIP room where you can watch games in a good position from a private room.

venture into such a building

As might be expected, there are few people around the waiting room of the lord. It's strictly controlled and no one but a particular person is allowed to enter.

I wonder why I'm in such a place... I'm a swindler, am I?

"How long has Estella been here?"

"Yesterday. We are now ready, and we are in talks with two other lords."

"Hey, come on. Can I come in there?"

"Yes, Mr. Javier and Miss Rossell are with you."

"...there's a medla, too.

What should I do? Let's go home...

"I'm here."

jeez!

Realizing that I can't escape, I make up my mind.

Well, no matter how much medra you may have, you won't have to suddenly hug your lord.

Natalia knocks and slowly opens the door.

"Dah-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah!"

Did you suddenly hug me?

I can't run away because I'm screwed down with tremendous force!

"Taemae... as always... she loves things."

"So don't look at me like you're looking at dirt, Ricardo! You're this creature!? Connect me together!""Will a collar or chain work for him?"

"Are you still the owner?"

I managed to rip off the medra and save my life... even before the tournament, I lost all my strength at once...

"Well, Jillo," What are you doing?"

"No, no, you're bustling again today, Mr. Oba,"

Estella and Demily spoke to me after a disaster, but......

Estella, breast, thud!

Demily, your hair is puffy!

"Dowto!"

"And now, now, whose heart is down?"

`What about denying the possibility of natural hair from the beginning!'

No, when you know exactly what you're pointing out, you're full of bad things.

The three wards are to jointly declare the opening of the convention at the opening ceremony to show that the three wards are to be held in a fair and peaceful manner.

They're going to stand in front of a lot of people... They've made a big show of themselves.

Estella's chest is stuffed big and Demily's wearing a coat.

"So is Ricardo misguided in his height?"

"Are you making a mistake?"

the only unpretentious Ricardo

On the contrary, it's suspicious...

"Anyway, we're running out of time, so let's get ready and start the opening ceremony right away!"

"Well, that's great! Then I can't change anything... I can't change my outfit specifically, so I'm going to go to the opening ceremony while maintaining the status quo, no matter what people say!"

The two lords who pretend to be themselves are making such excuses and trying to rush to the opening ceremony.

... Well, I won't stop you... ...but I don't think Estella has to do that. Well, I'll let you do it if you want.

If you don't have a chest, you might find out who you are.

"Javier, you and this lord are making fun, but don't you have to say anything?"

"Huh!? Oh, oh! Is it a palm-ro! What?"

"What... what, my dear fellow?" Are you nervous?"

Javier, the general of the loggers, was very nervous.

Are you not good at showing up? If you were a guild leader, you'd have a chance to show yourself.

"Hahaha!" Stuart has always been bad at these things."

"Oh, my God, you're so loud, Ambrose!"

"If you think too much about it, it will be bad for your hair,"

"I don't want you to tell me..."Ooh!? What's wrong with that head?"

Apparently, I just realized.

"What are you talking about, Stuart?" It's natural hair."

All those present pointed at Demily in unison.

"Prepair and spirits...."

"Wow! I'm kidding! I'm sorry! Why don't you pretend it wasn't there?"

I was able to grasp the weakness of the lord of the forty wards by surprise. Yeah. I'll make use of it in the future.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, it's about time for the opening ceremony. Stop fiddling with your silly hair roots, and get ready."

"The maid at Estella's spits venom easily, doesn't she?"

Natalia encourages preparation, damaging Demily.

It's finally the opening ceremony.

"Well, shall we go now?"

It may not be because of his age, but there is an atmosphere in which Demily represents the lord, and Demily is the first to act.

Demily leaves the room first, followed by Ricardo and Estella.

I, Javier and Medra walk side by side next to their lords.

"Are you nervous?"

Estella asked me that along the way.

"Not really. I'm just standing."

"Hmm... do you really think that's enough?"

"What are you going to make me do?"

"Even if I don't let you do something, you're free to do something. That's always the case."

"Noisy,"

When he giggles, Estella laughs quietly.

Estella in a dress-up is still beautiful, and in this way she looks like to look like a real girl.

What a wonder! Makeup may be some kind of fraud.

The atmosphere surrounding it changes completely before it becomes beautiful.

"Now, it's time,"

"Ah,"

You'll see the exit to the hall ahead.

"The competition... begins."

The facial muscles somehow shape a smile with a kind of extraordinary exaltation.

Well, certainly, I don't feel bad.

I'm sure you got excited and thought about getting a little nervous.

I wasn't in my element and I was excited.

When the lords rose to the platform, there was a thunderous applause from the audience.

"It's a masterpiece..."

"As expected... I'm a little nervous."

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After just a word with Estella, we went on stage.

Three lords line up in the center of the stage and I, Javier and Medra avoid it.

Demily raises her hand, and the clapping that was about to break dies down.

"From now on, we're going to have a big eatery contest in the Forty, Forty-first, Forty-two, and Three wards!"

Demily's voice is calm and easy to hear, not yelling or raising. Still, it echoed throughout the hall. You can't do without a loudspeaker, can you?

"I hereby declare that we will fight fair and square, without any behind-the-scenes maneuvering or dealing!"

Ricardo and Estella raise their right hand to Demily's words. It's a manifestation of intention to agree."The winner of this tournament will receive the greatest honor and reward!"

A reward means that the winning wards can make one request to the other wards.

No detailed explanation has been given to the audience, but perhaps everyone knows what it is. I'm sure other wards are doing things like holding briefings for the people of the domain, as we did in the Forty-second Ward.

"Now, I declare the opening of the eating contest!"

The opening declaration gives the hall a burst of excitement.

Applause and finger flutes are loud and cheers are heard.

Ripples of tremendous sound shake the atmosphere.

Don't feel anything pressing.

The enthusiasm of the World Cup looks cute.

In the midst of loud cheers and applause, each lord shakes hands to celebrate each other's good work.

When the three of them put their hands together, there is a loud cheer.

I may be present in historical situations.

In Japan, there is no doubt that it will make the front page of tomorrow's morning paper.

... in a little bit.

It's no time to get carried away by the atmosphere.

I still had work to do.

I was able to bring it all the way here, pretending to be good things. Estella was concerned and, after being asked a few questions, continued to evade her ability.

It's all to be decided here now.

"Then, I want to move on to the first game right away."

"Wait a minute!"

When I raise my voice, the hall becomes noisy and the three lords look at me all at once.

"Wait, Jillo," What on earth are you going to do?"

Estella asks me in a low voice.

Whatever you do, you'll have to do something.

However, I have not let my lord bite me in the management of the game so that I don't notice it.

The lord is a representative but does not participate in the convention. I'm just a spectator.

You don't know, do you? Who will be in charge of the first game and how will you decide?

"From the second game onward, the lowest division will be in charge of cooking, but we have not decided who will be in charge of the first game yet."

"Oh, really!"

Demily and Ricardo, like Estella, seemed surprised.

Yeah, that's all right.

"...why didn't you decide?"

Estella approaches me and blames me in a low voice.

Bacca, you. I guess it's for entertainment.

I shove away Estella and go to the center of the stage.

"Oh, actually, this time. I dare not prearrange the food for the first game. This is because the act of parties discussing and deciding on one item behind closed doors creates complaints. Even if it is decided in a legitimate way, the people of the ward who were not elected cannot accept it just by hearsay. Isn't it?"

ask a question to an audience

The crowd begins to buzz.

I suppose so. It's boring outside the mosquito net, isn't it?

Then, if your representative decides the food for the first game in front of you, you'll have no complaints.

"Now I'm going to have the lords decide by lot, what do you think?"

The question was met with a cry of approval, "Oh my gosh!"

Yes, the audience prefers to be particularly excited.

Some people would argue that we should discuss it properly and make a fair decision.

In this situation, however, the opinions of those who can make calm judgments are suppressed. At this moment, the loud voice, not the majority vote, wins.

In other words, if you stir it up, things will go as I expected.

"""We got the approval of the venue." And what is the opinion of the lord?"

Turn around and ask the three lords.

After the opinions of the crowd have been expressed, their answers are fixed.

"I don't care,"

"I don't like the opinion of Temae, but..."Well, do as you please."

"That's all right with me, too.

These guys have no choice.

It's just as I expected.

"Well, wait a minute," Woman!"

"Yes!"

At my signal, a woman runs up to the stage.

"I'm sorry, ummallow,"

"No, no. I don't care this much. I'll help you."

In the hand of the woman, there are two boxes, large and small.

One is a wooden cube about 30 centimeters long and 30 centimeters deep. There is a hole about 13 centimeters in diameter at the top.

It's a hole of such size that you can easily take things out of the hole by sticking your arm into it.

The other box is a little less than 20 centimeters wide, about 5 centimeters long and 5 centimeters deep, and it contains something.

When you open the lid, you'll find three balls five centimeters in diameter. There are two red balls and two white balls.

I will hold them up to the audience on the platform.

"Put three balls in this box and have them drawn one by one. The red ball is a hit. It's simple and easy to understand, isn't it?"

In this case, it is obvious to all, and the lords cannot cheat.

Now everyone agrees.

I was expecting you to happen.

"Wait a minute!"

An illiterate, few friends, and a bad-eyed Ricardo put a stop to it.

Well, I thought you'd bite me.

"I'll examine the box and the beads,"

"Are you saying you can't trust me!"

"Of course!"

You said it all!

Well, I've been trying to keep it secret from the Ricardo's.

Now, doubt it. Yes, you just have to look inside like that.

If you prove that there is nothing wrong with it, the audience will feel genuinely innocent."Are you ready?"

"Almost!"

"You can't find anything if you stare so hard into a girl's skirt."

"What!? Temae! If you insult me in public, I'll sue you to the General Court!"

"All right. Then... don't insult me all by yourself."

"I don't want it, stupid!"

Ricardo throws the box back violently.

What a guy!? An important box to use in the future!?

"Is there anything suspicious about it?"

`Nothing!'

"Yes, yes. Do you want to look into Demily?"

"No, I don't mind. Ricardo has done a good job of researching it."

"I see,"

Well, I'd like to do some research on Demily's concerns, in public.

"Oh, Oba... will you stop staring at my hairline? I won't let you check it out?"

I see. That's a pity.

"Well, ummallow," Hold the box."

"Yes!"

My assistant makes the woman on the board hold the box, and I hold up the box of balls to the audience.

`Then I'll let you in!'

There is a slight rise in the voice and a sense of moderate excitement.

Then... and take three balls out of the box.

Hold three balls in your right hand and place the empty box on the floor with your left hand.

Then, from the three balls held together in the right hand, take a white ball with your left hand and slowly put it into the box.

One...

Then he took another white ball with his left hand and slowly put it into the box.

Two.........

"Now, this is the last time!"

Slowly put your right hand into the box and drop the ball.

Three balls were put into the box with a crash.

Give instructions to the woman and shake the box.

"That's the order of things... for if I were to prepare it and the lords of the 42 wards pulled it out first, it would be very suspicious... how about here?" What is the order of the lowest roots?"

"How about the order of age, Oba?"

Demily will tell you, but you're the best one anyway.

"Is that all right, Ricardo?"

"Do as you please,"

Frowning, Ricardo remains as unfriendly.

Then go in the order of Demily, Ricardo, and Estella.

There is no pedestal in particular, so let's have Umaro carry the box and have the lord pull it out.

Demily is coming first.

"The red ball is right,"

"Oh, pull the ball and hold it up high enough for the audience to see."

"All right,"

Say so, a little merrily, Demily sticks her arm into the box.

"I'm starting to feel like I'm participating in the competition. It's a great responsibility."

Demily seems to be fiddling with balls in the box to get a hit. The crate rattles.

Close fast.

"That's it!"

Demily pulls a ball out of the box and hangs it overhead.

At that moment, there was a sigh from the viewing space of the 40th leg and a cry of joy from the others.

In other words, Demily...

"White...?"

Demily gazing regretfully at the drawn ball.

"Well, it can't be helped,"

give up one's place to Ricardo as if one had given up.

When Ricardo stands in front of the box, he looks suspiciously, still unable to give up.

"You don't give up,"

`I'll never trust Temae for the rest of my life!'

"If you keep saying that too much, Regina will write you a thin book..."

"What are you talking about?"

"There are so many good things in the world that you don't know... so close."

"Hmm...hmm!"

When he offered the box, Ricardo stuck his arm in with a discontented look.

I'm checking the balls in the box. Then he seems to be patting through the box to see if the Fourth Ball is hidden somewhere.

"...nothing,"

"You really have a bad personality, don't you?"

"I don't want to be told only by Temae,"

As he spoke, the ball Ricardo pulled out was... white.

Sighs come out of the sigh.

"It's like, 'Well, that lord can't help it,' 'You look lucky,' and 'That's why your eyes are bad.'"

"You're not trying to interpret it as you please! And your eyes are so bad!"

He glared at me with a bad look.

I'm scared. My eyes are bad.

"Well, the rest is..."

As I said, I quickly put my hand in the box.

"Oh!? I wanted to do it, too!"

"It's foolish of you to spend time knowing the result, isn't it?"

"Well, that's true,"

"Yes,"

Pull your arm out of the box and throw the red ball in your hand to Estella.

"Wow!"

Estella catches Akadama with both hands in a panic.

When I picked up the red ball, I looked at it lightly and... rubbed it away.Do you doubt me, too?"　

"You can't paint it off?"

"What!? Oh, no, that's not it... haha." I feel like there's something wrong with what Jiro does. I'm sorry."

"Well, it's not my usual behavior,"

"Hahaha. I'm sorry. At any rate, we're right on our end. You did it!"

Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Hey, may I look it up again?"

Now that the results are out, Ricardo, who doesn't understand the atmosphere, puts a stop to it.

...that's why I can't make friends.

"Persistent, bad-eyed man,"

"Who's a bad‐eyed man!? Just in case." If there's any wrongdoing here, the next tournament won't go smoothly!"

He's... really stupid.

"Hey... Umaro, give me the box." and leave it up to you to deal with it."

"What? Is that okay? I asked the lord to dispose of the garbage."

"You'll feel better if you destroy it and examine it thoroughly."

"Is that so...? Then I'll give it to you."

Umaro reverently presents an empty crate to Ricardo.

Ricardo receives it and peeps in.

Well, from the perspective of him, he's a very unpleasant man. You're losing your favor, isn't it?

You should be hated by girls, too.

"Well... I don't think I had a squid."

He seems to have finally come to terms with it.

"But I'll get this just in case." I'll take it apart and check again later."

"...do as you please,"

When you're done with it, turn it into firewood.

"Well, again!"

Demily cries out again after the lottery results.

"The first game, the 42nd leg, will be played! The game will start in half an hour!"

Cheers come from the hall.

This concludes the opening ceremony.

The Demiries return to the passage they had just walked through. You'll be watching the game slowly in your private room.

However, I will walk in the opposite direction to the lords to return to the 42 wards.

I'm going off the stage and into the waiting space because I can't afford to take a detour.

"Yasilo".

Estella runs up to me.

"See you later,"

He approaches my ear and hears those words in his face is close to my ear.

There is a roar from the hall.

"Ya, Mr. Jiro... Ah, you... even put your hands on the acting lord of the manor..."

I think you're misunderstanding.

Well, when Estella was transformed into acting lord wearing fake milk, she was seen by everyone as a flower of the high mountain......

"... Estella,"

"...I'm sorry,"

accuse Estella of her loud voice that no one else can hear.

After clasping her hands in front of her and making an apology, Estella ran away to the lord's private aisle.

Oh, my God. He's a careless fellow!

Well, me too.

"Yasilo-san... Panesu!"

"Don't be silly, we'll be back."

"Yes,"

With Womaro in tow, we will leave the stage and return to the waiting space in the 42nd leg.

"Welcome home, Mr. Jiro,"

Jeanette is the first to greet us.

"The first dish came to us. I'll make sure you don't hesitate."

"Yes, I'll make a delicious adult lunch."

Well, I don't care about the taste.

"How many plates will it serve? I'd appreciate it if you'd serve a lot. There's a shop flag, you know."

Paula in a cheer suit seems to be in good spirits.

"It's all right. It's already promised that a considerable number will come out."

"Is that so?"

"Oh, anyway..."

I'll tell you with a proud look on my face.

"I'll give you Bertina,"

"What!? All of a sudden!"

Paula, unaware of the situation, exclaims without concealing her surprise.

Bertina would have thought she would be the last to bring as a general.

"First of all, I'll make sure I get a win. This will make the rest of the players much easier."

"Oh... I see," As expected of Jiro, you are thinking about it."

The strategy has been passed on to Bertina herself, Estella and Jeanette.

That's why Bertina arrived early this morning with her church kids.

in order to fulfill the children's wish to see Bertina bravely

Besides, it's in line with our desire to serve a lot of adult lunches. With Bertina, I'd go as far as fifty.

That's why I wanted to have 42 wards for the first game."That's why I'm going to get the number, so please get ready right now!"

"This... the kitchen is going to be a battlefield... Jeanette! Here we go!"

"Yes, Mr. Paula! Now, Mr. Jiro. I'll be back."

"Oh! I'll make sure!"

Paula and Jeanette are running to the special kitchen, and I take a break.

Oh, it worked out well.

I'm really glad Ricardo is stupid.

"Huh? What's wrong with you, Mr. Yashiro? You're a little grinning."

"No, I thought Ricardo was examining the box."

"Oh... it was a little persistent." I don't think you have to look into anything so far, Oyla."

"I don't think so. I didn't put anything in the box in the box" in the first place.

"……………………………………………………What?"

I wave my right hand lightly.

A white ball fell from the sleeve of my clothes.

"What!? What!? What!?"

"Stupid, shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Oh, yes, I'm sorry... but... what!?"

A woman is peeling her eyes.

Well, I guess so.

The guy I saw at the closest distance seemed completely oblivious.

"Well, ummallow," I'm really sorry... I think I've been forced to carry one of the bad guys."

`No!? No!? No!'

He gently grips the white ball in the right hand of Umaro, whose head is so tangled that he can only make strange sounds.

"Woman, this ball... get rid of it so that no one can see it."

"Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya!?"

"Shhhh! If you don't get rid of it quickly... you'll end up in trouble... "My partner."

"Oh... Oni-ss... Mr. Yashiro is Oni-ss..."

With a blue face, Womaro hastily tucks the white ball into his pocket.

"Ji, I glanced at it, but it was white... What did you mean? Where did this white ball come from?"

They don't seem to be convinced unless you teach them tricks, so I'll teach them.

a very simple trick

"I hid a white ball in my sleeve. So, when I put the ball in the box, I exchanged it for a red ball."

He had previously improved his gimmick, which allowed him to hide a stock knife in his sleeve, so he could hide a ball in his sleeve.

He repeatedly put the three balls he held in his right hand into the box twice, replaced the red ball with the white ball in his sleeve, and put the white ball into the box while the audience's eyes were on his left hand. Instead of showing the color of the ball, make a noise in the box and say, 'I put it in.'

"So Demily and Ricardo will be white no matter what they pull."

"But at last the box was empty?"

"So when I took the last one, I hid the white ball in the box behind my sleeve, and made it look as if the red ball in the sleeve had come out of the box."

"...I didn't notice at all..."

You may not know Umaro, but in fact I'm very good at magic. Especially table magic using cards and coins.

Having Umaro bring a crate to the opening ceremony was also a performance to make him think it was the crate if there was a trick.

I don't usually think that my body is rigged when I meet, talk, and come out together before that.

Magic starts before you go on stage.

"...how dare you keep this rather big ball in your sleeve and behave normally?"

"I'm a little clever,"

".........Oira will never trust Mr. Jiro again... in a good way."

I haven't followed you up on the last word, but I know how you feel.

"Oh... Oira, my heart hurts... ...and I don't feel like eating too much..."

a woman who makes such a weak sound

If Magda supports you, you'll get well as soon as soon as possible.

Thus the eating contest began.

Actually, it's already started.

For now, I'll get the first win.

I'll let you fight in my way.

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