Chapter 161: 161 Episode 140: Fifth Match: Love's Stupid Eating Power

Since he could not win a single game by the fourth round, the 40th leg was decided to be eliminated.

"Well, the Eagle did his best,"

Laughing loudly, Javier scratched his head.

No, you didn't eat any. I was just making some kind of pathetic remarks to the apple, like, "Are you Imelda?!?"

In the fourth round, the 40th and 41st wards were tied for the lowest percentage, but the 40th wards were eliminated, and as a result of the consultation, the 40th wards were in charge of the cooking for the fifth round.

"I'm out of sight. Like cooking, right? I'll order it."

It was Javier's best effort to shed tears. In front of Demily, he must have wanted to defend his rights.

Well, that's why the fifth round was a dish of forty wards, and it was a one-horse race of forty wards and forty-two wards.

"It's finally the final round,"

Estella comes in her usual clothes, taking off her dress, removing the fake milk.

What an appeal! You were watching, weren't you? OK

"Is it delicious?"

"Of course. It's an apple from 42 wards. It's supposed to be delicious."

He slips down and says contentedly, an apple cut into eight parts.

I understood your concern.

It was a conversation I threw with that in mind, but apparently it was conveyed properly.

Estella nodded contently and waved her hands to the stands.

"The 5th round is an all-out fight. Let's cheer for them as much as we can!"

At Estella's words, the people who were there shouted together.

The final game is likely to be a real all-out game, with cheering included.

The 41 wards are also filled with murder.

Ricardo also appears to be out of the VIP room to watch in the 41st leg waiting area.

I wonder if it was useless, VIP room.

"... Jillo,"

Magda is coming near me.

He looks calm and emotionless as usual as he goes into the game.

Although his ears twitch and twitch,

"Are you nervous?"

"... moderately,"

put one's hand on one's head and mumble one's ears

I would normally have said "mooo" immediately, but it didn't, perhaps because I was nervous.

Maybe it was just my imagination that my ears were a little harder than usual.

"... Magda will definitely win."

Magda should know how dangerous the remark is.

"However, I have no intention of using ""spiritual judgment"" for this remark." None, but it still remains dangerous.

That's how much Magda is trying to drive herself to victory.

It must be terrible for Magda today to say, "I don't mind you.

That doesn't mean that we should definitely win.

There aren't so many words I'm going to say.

So I decided to say something like this.

"I'm looking forward to it."

"... well. Leave it to me."

Do your best.

When that doesn't work... I'll do something about it.

Well, if you can, I'd appreciate it if you could.

--can't do it'

The standby bell rings.

It's the last game, whether we're crying or laughing.

"... then I'll be back."

"Come on! Come on!"

"Magda! Cheer up!"

"I'm sure Magdachy will win!"

"We are all watching here!"

"... reassuring,"

Magda looked slowly at us all and nodded softly.

"...here's Magda'

Then, look up and look straight ahead.

"...I'll definitely keep it."

Declaring forcefully, Magda takes to the stage.

Where are you?

The most important thing to Magda.

what someone has always wanted

For that reason, people can be strong. Magda says she will fight for such a powerful and important thing.

Then I'll have to cheer for you. to the bitter end

Magda on the stage cheered, and while the people of the 42nd leg were in high spirits, the 41st leg cheered as well.

The players over there go on stage.

Gray hair and a slender body... Well, that's muscle tight. They are plump and strong.

"Did Alvaro come out?"

"Used..."

Suddenly, Usse walked from behind me with his arms folded.

I guess he knew that player because he was a hunting guild man...

"Are you there?"

"Yes! I've been there since this morning, yesterday and today!? I ate apples before!"

I was completely out of sight.

Is my brain rejecting it? Maybe it's a fake canceller, my brain.

"What kind of guy is he?"

"You're strong. If you decide the top five hunting guilds right now, you'll definitely have enough ability to bite into them. Young as he is, he is a cheeky fellow."

Alvaro looked like a teenager... fourteen or fifteen.

By the way, Usse is obviously an ossan. Don't be jealous, Ossan."Don't hit me like that. It's your overwhelming victory in the harshness of the smell of course.

`I'm glad! Or it's not hard!'

Usse barks desperately, but he has no time to talk about whether or not he has a smell of aging.

Do you want me to get to the point?

"And how much do you eat?"

"Well, I don't think he's eating at all... that much?"

Unlike Gustave, Alvaro doesn't seem to be a glutton.

After using the Gustave in the fourth round, the only players left were subtle players... like a lever?

Well... it's Ricardo, I don't think it's that easy... maybe he's got some ideas from Medra.

"There seems to be some secret..."

"Secret is... Alvaro will be transformed."

"Transformation!"

What's that!? What's cool!?

"Is it red? Is it blue because it's cool?"

"I don't understand what you mean at all... but there's a combat mode... well, she's like a mommy."

"Medra... Are you going to transform yourself?"

In my mind, I think of Medra transforming into a giant beast.

It's beyond human nature.

"You must have seen her ears popping out of her head!"

"Oh, that ability is not to anyone's advantage." I wish it would go out of fashion."

Does that mean that Alvaro's ears pop up when he's got the heart... ...what's the value of a man's chemo ear? That's a stupid ability, really?

"Mr. Jiro,"

"Wow! Mr. Manager!"

Jeanette called me, but somehow Usse replied with great excitement.

Since when did you become 'Yasilo-san'

"No, you're even better today, and you're doing well."

Usse's eyes are honest.

Should I pay for it?

... No, I'm going to go bankrupt.

"You're watching too much."

"Buck!? I didn't see it!"(Glance)

Don't you think you're looking at it.

"Ah, ha, ha, ha, you're such a strange fellow! Now I'm done with it!"

Putting your hands and feet forward at the same time, Usse angrily moves away.

I wanted to hear more information about the hunting guild... but with Jeanette, he seems to end up as a "yokai, valley chiller." Well, I don't know.

"And what? What do you want from me?"

"Yes! Let's cheer together!"

"What?"

Did you come all the way to say that?

"Let's cheer for Magda a lot so she can do her best."

"Ah... I see,"

Just as Magda thinks Yodamari-tei is her place, Jeanette thinks Magda is her family.

I'm sure you'll be enthusiastic about your support.

"... I'll cheer you on, as best I can,"

"Yes!"

nod to each other and look to the stage

Magda and Alvaro were already seated.

In front of them is a long, iron skewer-like piece of meat, like a shishkaboo.

"Flesh again..."

"The Hunting Guild and the Woodman Guild often dine in the woods outside. It is self-evident that a dish that can be cooked only by grilling meat can be developed."

Estella talks about such poop with a look on her face.

Come to think of it, in the 42nd leg, there's not much progress in cooking like yakiniku.

Most of them are sausages and hamburgers.

"That's because most of the flesh of the beast is consumed in the Forty and Forty-first wards." All I came to the Forty-second Ward was bits and pieces of cheap minced meat."

"Assent, you used to discriminate openly."

"In any case, I couldn't afford the meat of a demon,"

As a result, processed goods like sausages have developed.

"Oppa! That meat looks so delicious! I'd love three of them!"

"That's normal... three bottles."

I'd like you to give me at least ten or a hundred.

Well, one bottle would be enough for me.

`I'm sure Magdachy will eat a lot more!'

"Well, I'm sure you'll eat a lot."

"It's a final battle... I think the other man eats a lot, too."

The outcome of the game will not be known until we begin.

We in the outfield can only believe and stare......and--

--huh!

The opening bell rings.

"'Yes, Magdar!'"

"'You're not going to lose, Alvaro!'"

Both sides, cheered enthusiastically, nibble at the skewers at the same time.

"...am-am."

"Yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum."

Is it normal?

The speed is amazing!?

"I'm eating it deliciously..."

"Magda, you usually eat very little."

That's right.

If Magda doesn't use Red Moya, she eats only about the same children.

"Are you all right, Jillo?"

"It's all right,"

We have a secret weapon here.

"Loretta gave me a word, didn't she? Thanks to you, I can 'cheer for you'?""Huh!? Oh, what have I done?"

the second round in which Loretta suffered a foul

Ricardo and Demily certainly admitted.

It's a rule to eat with animal characteristics.

I mean...

"Becko!"

"I've longed for it said.

Becko comes to my call with a huge box on her back.

Estella and Loretta make room and Becko takes up a position next to me.

"What on earth is this?"

Estella looks suspicious when she sees the big crate that Becko carries on her back.

"This is a specially made 'One by one' by Womaro!"

"No, even if you tell me your name..."

"If you buy one now, you can get one more!"

"Well... because I don't need it, what's this?"

an estella that never bites

If you're a girl, light up your shopping spirit.

"Ah! Magdachy's hands stopped!"

"What!? It's only my second plate!"

"The opponent has just entered the third dish."

Alvaro isn't particularly a glutton, but... he's definitely a heavy load on a normal Magda.

But... if there's this one that comes out one by one!"

"Becko!"

"I'm ready! If I can help you here, that night's nightmares will be rewarded! Now, they'll go wild!"

When Becko pulled the lever attached to "One by one," a hair-raising, nasty sound came from the box.

--Boo.........huh!

It sounds like a feather.

It's... of a giant bee.

Then a demon sprang out of the box.

It's a huge palm-sized bee.

"Yashiro!? That's it!"

Estella twitches her expression when she sees a bee popping out of the box.

Similarly, Jeanette and Loretta were stretching their faces.

"Yes! Becko was attacked and almost killed, Enjubachi!"

"Why don't you let him go here?"

You don't have to worry, Estella! There's no mistake!

"Magda was made to touch "Otorienju" in advance!"

This wasp has a habit of rushing to Otorienju without looking at anything else.

It's unlikely that the audience will be damaged!

"Oh, Enjubachi to Magdachy!"

To prove this, the unleashed enjubes flew straight to Magda.

"Mr. Magda, dangerous . . . ."

When Jeanette was about to say????

Magda's right arm released a red, muddled aura, and the next moment, the enjubachi burst with a bang.

We couldn't see it, but it seems to have been clapped.

...don't play rock-paper-scissors with Magda.

"...nothing, yes, yes, yes, sir?"

Jeanette's words were broken in surprise at every event that had taken place in front of her eyes.

But that's not the place to look at!

"Oh! Magda!"

At Estella's point, something goes wrong with the Magda, which had completely stopped.

"Another helping!"

I ate up the remaining skewers on the plate.

"You're using the power of "Red Moya" to starve Magda!"

"Ah! Even if you use animal traits, it won't be a foul if you only eat them!"

Yes, Ricardo said!

If this is a foul, the second round of Change the Stomac is also a foul!

"Oi, kora, ohba palmro!"

But Ricardo came in from the next space.

"This is a foul!"

While yelling at me, let's go.

"Oh, come on! Don't use it first!"

"It's not illegal to use animal traits, is it?"

"I won't complain about the little girl's own use, but if you're going to help me from outside, it's a different story!"

Somehow I fiddled with the rules.

"Well, let's have a council of lords," and have a good three-hour discussion."

"Then the game will be over! And don't let the third go casually!"

He's a man who cares about details...

"All right. I'll be careful next time."

"What's next! And don't put out the fourth one!"

glance at the magda

We've finished six dishes and the seventh one has just been brought in.

There are thirty enjubachi in "One at a Time."

Even looking at the pace of a guy called Alvaro, I don't think he'll be able to eat more than thirty dishes.

...you got it, this game!

"Anyway! Touch the lever one more time! I'll make you lose!"

"Oh my gosh! I thought it was a good strategy!"

I raised my voice and kicked down "One by one."

It's an exquisite angle.

Then, falling to the ground, "One by one, I'm going to come out," gave a sound of a banging sound.

With the sound, a long, thin stick of wood floats in the air.

It's a lever.

"Oh, never mind, it's broken.""Taemae! You've done it like crazy.

"Do you think you can kick him down in anger, and destroy the lever in a good way?"

Just asking, "Do you think?" is not a lie. By the way, I can do it! I can do it!

"d*mn it! What's going to happen to you?"

"Now? Well, the lid is left open?"

"Is it Temae!?

Ricardo approaches and whistles brilliantly to mislead.

The interior of "One by one" is divided into 30 small rooms with one enjubachi in each room.

The doors in all the rooms are interlocked and open from the top left. When one door opens, all other doors are locked, and when you pass through an outward door that can be pushed open from inside to outside, the next room is unlocked.

It may be easy to understand in the program.

If you pass A and then B, A' becomes active.

Well, the bottom line is that each of the 30 enjubachi stored in it will be released.

Yes, enjubachi are dangerous bees that harm humans, and because they are frighteningly fertile, they are designated as demons in the 42 wards.

Therefore, the magda that is exterminating the enjubachi has no fault whatsoever.

If I were to blame, I would be the one who brought it all the way from the mountain to this place and used the beast for my own sake.

"Cancel! This game is invalid.

Ricardo does what he imagines.

So I'll make a counterargument that I've prepared.

"What, you? You're going to pretend that you didn't every time you almost lost, coward?"

"...what?"

I'll say it with a big smile, as if to incite Ricardo with anger on his face.

"Because, right? Teménée uses a bizarre technique such as "Change the Stomac" and if the other person uses an unexpected hand, it's a foul. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

Trump is not to be kept hidden, though.

"If things don't go the way I want, I'll lose my temper and say, "No.""'It's cheating' and 'I won't admit this' -- do you really think it's going to go through?"

"It's quite different from Drino's "Change the Stomac" and Temae's!"

"It must be a deceptive attack. If he knew he could use such a technique, we could have taken some measures."

I don't know how to hold down my four stomachs, but I'll tell you so now.

"If you say this game is invalid, Dorino in the second round is disqualified. By the way, the 40th leg of the game, which served extremely spicy chicken, is a foul, isn't it? Well, let's call it the second and third foul games, and also the fifth invalid game. Then only we've won two games, and we've won the 42nd leg."

`Can such a messy theory be true!'

"Then watch the game quietly."

"Taemae...!"

Just then Ricardo reached out to grab my chest.

"Wait a minute, lord!"

A man's voice flew from the stage.

It was Alvaro in the 41st leg who put a stop to it.

"I don't care! Let's continue this game!"

"But...!"

Alvaro grinned as Ricardo tried to refute Alvaro.

with a fierce smile like a beast who has found its prey

"Instead... I'll take it seriously, too.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

No, that's not smoke. Fighting spirit... aura.

a white aura

It's just like Magda's Red Moya...

"Look, come on, come on!"

When Alvaro flicked his fingers vigorously, something like a white vacuum wave appeared.

The vacuum wave ran through the space at a tremendous rate, blowing away the enjubachi flying toward magda with a single blow.

"Oh! I'm hungry!"

As he shouted, Alvaro ate up the skewers on the plate in one bite.

That's when I finally realized.

Alvaro's face was changing.

The ears of a tiger grow above the head, and the shape of a tiger down the nose.

But what is very different from Magda is that it has white hair. . . . . . .

"Alvaro, a Bycot, will stand up in the face of any challenge!"

By... the Bycco people... the same tribe as Magda?

Look back and stare at the lie.

"What? Didn't I say that?"

"I didn't hear that, oh!"

I'll give you a harsh punishment later on for skipping the nonsense!

"Now! Just let go of the zebee! I'm faster than Magda! I'll shoot you down!"

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"... well, Alvaro's Flying Claws are unmatched... in a simple orbit of the Enjubachi... they are taken over before they reach Magda."

Magda and Alvaro sitting apart.

Enjubachi flies at Magda from 'I'm leaving one by one. It follows the same trajectory obediently.

That Alvaro could attack it while away from his seat.

with the use of a tricky trick called 'flying nails'

"If it's not practical, I can't use my "White Shusky or Something," but if there's a demon, I can do my best!"

What's wrong with "White Shwa"? Is it Magda's crunchy?

In other words, the Enjubachi strategy that I devised as a must-win method for Magda was a way to make use of Alvaro as it was!?

"Yasilo, I don't like it..."

Estella whispered in her ear to avoid being heard by Ricardo.

"Look at the number of dishes you have."

I looked at the plate exactly as I was told, and found thirteen magdas and six alvaro.

Magda's record was two plates before using Red Moya.

Alvaro, I knocked down an enjubachi and added another six...

In other words, there are 18 bees left.

If things go on like this, it will be reversed.

"Well, Ricardo! Let's call this game off and start over again!""Stupid! You're not saying good things as soon as Temae is at a disadvantage!"

What a selfish fellow!

"Magda can't fly an aura like Alvaro..."

"Magda can't defeat Enjubachi any more... does that mean she can't use 'Red Moya'?"

You can only eat two magdas without "Red Moya" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . no matter how you try.

"Yasilo! I have an idea for you!"　

Womaro runs to Magda's pinch.

"The use of enjubachi is no better than a mutual recognition. I mean, it's legal, isn't it!?"

It was for Ricardo, not me.

"Well! I'm afraid I'll be all right now!"

"Give me your word."

A woman smirks.

Well... is that the character called umaro?

"You... have you been poisoned by something?"

"It's Yashiro san! Are you sure you're not aware of it?"

no, no, no.

It doesn't matter to me.

As he manages to do so, Alvaro uses his flying claws to fight off the wasps and eat as many skewers as he does. Plates are piled up on Alvaro's table.

"One by one, that white tiger will carry all of them!"

I realize his true intentions in the shining eyes of Umaro.

"...can you?"

"Of course!"

"Well..."

Magda might be in some danger...

When I looked, Magda nodded clearly to see if she understood what we thought.

All right... if that's all I can do...

"Oh! The cook of the 40th leg!"

Just in case, I'll put my refusal where I'm most likely to suffer.

"Grill the fried meat!"

Then I give the green light to Umaro.

"Good! Do it!"

"Aye!"

The woman tapped several times on the bottom of the fallen "I'm leaving one by one," and suddenly the box was completely destroyed. Like a set of skits, it crumpled down amusingly, and more than a dozen bees trapped inside rushed out all at once.

Magda... You're not hurt!

the enjubes leaping at the magdas in unison

"Oh! d*mn it! You can't shoot your flying nails continuously!? You're doing it for me!"

Alvaro flies in a great hurry.

Several of them could intercept, but not all.

Magda is sure to kill the enjubachi that has scratched its claws and flown to Magda.

And both sides eat as many skewers as the exterminated Enjubachi.

The plates pile up.

It was, of course, the cooks of the Forty Ward who screamed in the last few minutes.

"Yasilo, the bee is dead!"

"How many plates!"

I looked at Magda's table and found twenty plates piled up.

And as for Alvaro... nineteen.

"All right!"

Alvaro's onslaught could not catch up with Magda.

I'll win with this...

"Please have a refill!"

Alvaro asks for another helping, even though Enjubachi is gone.

"If you think you won, sweet zae! I can still eat it!"

"What...?"

It was impossible in this city where the "Judgment of the Spirit" existed, but I hoped it would be perfect.

But...

"Here's another helping!"

Alvaro ate up a plate and asked for more.

Isn't it perfect!?

"Ah, Mr. Jiro... the number of dishes..."

Jeanette mutters a blue face.

The number of plates piled up on the table was twenty... they were lined up.

Oh my gosh... Magda is the limit. I should be able to eat another plate.........

"... second helping."

Magda, in her usual flat voice, asks for more.

You look cool, but...

"Hey, Jillo! Is Magda going to reset his stomach after using that red guy?"

Delia asks me such a question with hope, but... that's not true.

Magda uses Red Moya to put her into starvation Birserker mode, and then regains her composure by getting full.

Magda's ability to remain calm at the moment means she should be "full."

I can't take another bite.

Magda, however, bites into the newly prepared juicy, stomach-like chunks of meat.

"Magda! Don't push yourself too hard!"

I was the most surprised at myself for saying such a thing.

But I couldn't help but say.

Magda clearly found herself pushing herself too hard.

"Here's another helping!"

I think Alvaro can still go... This is not going to win. But that's all right.

That's right. I don't mind losing!

Then I'll do that, and I'll put my hand around so that I can make a street gate with some reason.

Even if the construction period is delayed, I'll definitely finish it.

So now, apart from losing...

"...can't do it,"

Magda muttered, with her mouth on the meat and her head down.None of us spoke and listened to Magda's voice.

"... Magda will do anything... ...not lose."

bite at the meat with a gabble

I feel a willingness to eat up, and I can feel my sincerity.

However, I can't eat fast. No matter how much I chew, the meat is not going down my throat.

My body is already refusing to eat.

"…Magda………will win." For the Forty-two wards... ...for the Yodamari-tei... ...the manager, Loretta... ...to come to the shop, for the people... ...and..."

Magda's face, which had risen sharply, was wet with tears.

"...for Jillo,"

My mouth is stuffed with meat and my cheeks are puffing up.

I mumbled, but I was so nauseous that I couldn't swallow it well.

Magda is at its limit.

Alvaro, on the contrary, piled up more plates.

You should abstain from voting.

If you push yourself any further, you'll fall down like the old Bertina.

I can't make Magda feel that bad.

Jeanette would be worried, too... me too...

"Mr. Magda!"

Jeanette screams.

The hall echoes with grief.

Her eyes are teary and she's trying hard to squeeze words out.

Jeanette probably wants to stop Magda.

I know how you feel... I don't, either...

"Good luck!"

...what?

"That's right! Magdachy! Do your best and try to beat the white tiger!"

Hey...

"Magda! If you win, I'll be proud of you! I'll give you a heartfelt compliment!"

No, no, what are you saying...

"Magda-tan! You have to win here, Oira's Magda-tan!"

You guys... are you insane?

"Magder!"

"I'll show you the spirit of the Beasts!"

"Well... but do your best!"

"Show me the will of Yodamari-tei, a rival of Kantaltica!"

"Magda, if you win, I'll make you sweet egg rolls with our eggs!"

"Mr. Magda! On the occasion of victory, I shall carve a statue in honor of my master, Mr. Magda!"

"Good-looking Magda! Show me that the Hunting Guild's Forty-Second Division is as good as its headquarters!"

"Mr. Magda! Give victory to this viper! I will honor him!"

"Magder!"

"Magdah!"

"Magda-chan!"

`Magda, brother!'

`Semper!'

"Let's go!"

All the 42 wards in the hall say to Magda, "Gambare."

I must have worked hard enough already.

"... Magda... ...can't lose."

Shocked on the back by cheering, Magda eats up the 22nd plate.

"... second helping."

Are you still going to do it?

Magda's eyes, distorted by pain, did not give up on winning.

"Magder!"

"Good luck!"

I can't do it.

Forcing others to make so much effort, to make trouble, to make pain...

That's because I didn't trust others.

Man is weak.

want to get away from hard times at once.

At the very best of times, we can't do things like inflicting pain on others... and expecting results...

uncertain and unrealistic

Humans can't move on behalf of anyone.

Whatever the trouble you put together, it's for your own good after all.

Humans are creatures that can only be serious for themselves."

Believing in others... there will always be a time when you'll be disappointed... when you regret not supposed to be like this.

Decide on the other person's personality with selfish assumptions, and despair without permission when you know what's wrong with you.

I've had enough of that foolish disappointment.

I've had enough of my disappointment and my disappointment.

magda

It's hard, right?

It's hard, right?

Don't do that.

And even if you "don't lose" anyway, you lose when you lose, don't you?

If the opponent is bad, you can't stand on your hands.

Psychology alone can't help it.

"Oh, my! Another plate has been left open!"

Look... physique, experience, age, s*x, race... there's so much you can't do.

"This is what happens! Oyla is going to attack Magda and be repelled by the Red Moya!"

"Are you stupid!? You're far from being seriously injured!"

"But Mr. Estella, look at Magda!"

Umaro's words tempted me to look at Magda.

"Look in the eyes of Magda-tan! His eyes... Magda-tan wants to win!"

Magda's eyes sparkled with tears.

I don't think I'll give up... it seemed like I was struggling to silence my body refusing to eat.Even if you do that... the reality is harsh... ...if you think about it in terms of common sense...

"...reality... ...common sense...?"

Hmm, what are you saying?

You're a swindler...

It would be a con artist to cover reality with lies and reverse common sense. . . . .

It's a swindler who lets you forget the painful reality and dream sweetly.

"Magder!"

I found myself screaming.

Oh, this is a bad guy.

I'm so upset that I can't make a cool decision... I feel like I'm going to die when I think of it later.

... well, it's none of your business.

Let's do it!

It's as easy to deceive people as it is to deceive them.

No matter how amateur-made a dish is, it tastes good when served at a first-class restaurant, and even a medicine given to you by a doctor can cure your illness. If you think you're scared, you'll see ghostly things, and if you keep being told that you're cool, you'll feel confident even if you're not.

It's a piece of cake to scam such pure brains.

"If you win...!"

While he's talking, Alvaro piles up the plates and asks for more.

The gap widened to two plates.

There is little sand left in the hourglass.

And five minutes...

I go back to my past memories at once.

Remember... what words should Magda say... what words would make Magda's brain ecstatic and show its potential... ...remember that.

Don't think.

The new words we've just coined here don't reach Magda's deep psychology.

You can't do your best, even if you're told to do your best.

You can't hold on to it, even if you're told to.

Nobody else, I'm sure there's a word to be said because it's me and Magda.

In all the time we've spent together, Magda really wants words that make her brain feel ecstatic......

And what I got to was that no one else could imitate me or that I was the only one who could tell you.

If Magda wins...

"I'll blow my nose!"

"...!?"

Magda's ears stand on edge.

Her wet eyes sparkle and her tears dry up in an instant.

Then I ate up the skewers in my hand... in one bite. It's completely complete.

"... Refill,"

The sand from the hourglass is falling.

two minutes to go

"...and ask for bedtime and a lullaby."

While waiting for skewers, Magda sent in additional orders.

Hmm... getting carried away is a sign that my brain is ecstatic...

"All right! I'll tell you an old story!"

"... the contract is complete."

As soon as the new skewer is placed in front of her, Magda snatches it away and b*tc*es at it with an unimaginable mouth.

Throw the naked iron skewers and lay the plates. I'm in line!

"Here's another helping!"

"... second helping."

The rest is one minute.

At the same time, a new skewer is placed.

While Alvaro gnaws at the iron skewer in his hands, Magda grabs the meat and stuffs it into his mouth.

and with thirty seconds to go...

"... second helping."

He pulled out the alvaro.

But the meat of the alvaro is close to being eaten up.

When I thought, "Is this going to tie the score?"

"...Hurry up!"

cried Magda.

His always expressionless face was filled with impatience, anger and solid confidence.

With ten seconds to go, a new skewer is placed in front of the magda.

"Here's another helping!"

Alvaro, who follows him, hastily asks for a second helping... but it's too late!

"Magda! I'll add Jeanette and the word of the river!"

"Huh!? Oh, uh... uh... uh... uh... yes! I'll put it on you!"

Magda's eyes open with a "kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk"

The grains of sand trickled down... just before all the sand had dropped...

"... Refill!"

Magda asked for the following skewers.

--crumble, clank!

"... Is that so?"

Magda angrily tilts her head, wondering if she understands the meaning of the ringing bell.

But Magda was the only one who didn't understand the meaning.

As proof...

"Magda!"

"It's amazing, Magda!"

"Good job!"

"Magdachy! Great!"

We went on stage, rushed to Magda, and the audience roared with earth-shaking cheers.

"...? ...what's the next meat?"

a plump magda

I'll show Magda the plate on the table, caressing her head.

Magda's table contains twenty-six finished plates, while Alvaro's table contains twenty-five.

"... did you win?"

The crunchy magda seemed unbearably cute...

"You won! As expected, Magda! You're the best!"

"Yes! Magda is the best!"

He was holding up the little body.

as if to go high

a protective ginet next to it

Magda's face, faintly... smiled."All right! Roll up the magda!"

"'Oh!'"

Everyone comes together and flaps Magda's body.

Magda's body floats in the air every time a loud chant is made: "Wow! Wow!"

In the meantime, Magda...

"...Ugh, I throw up..."

"Stop hoisting! Stop immediately-!"

I almost got exposed to reverse rain.Well, after I've had my fill, I've got to toss myself in the air or Come to think of it.

Magda, who was blue-faced and unsteady, straightened up and looked up at me and said this.

"... Magda has a word to say to everybody."

the people here and in the stands All of that had been cheering on Magda enthusiastically.

I don't understand the temptation to say "thank you."

So I moved Magda to the center of the stage and stood her up for the stands.

Magda's voice gradually stops when she says something.

The hall was enveloped in silence.

In the silence Magda muttered only one word, in her usual flat but clear voice.

"...you had better respect him,"

There was thunderous applause and laughter coming from the hall.

Is that the word that came out after such a hard fight?

This guy could be a big shot in the future.

"... Jillo,"

Magda turns around in a roar of laughter.

He looked me in the eye and turned on the V sign.

"... I kept my word."

"Oh, you're the best, Magda."

put one's hand on one's head and mumble one's ears

"... whoop!"

Have you relieved yourself of Magda's tension?

I see, the game is over.

All five games.

And with a record of three wins and two losses...

The eating contest ended with a victory in the 42nd leg.

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