Chapter 377: 377 Additive-free episode 32: Gears that do not mesh with each other

Our white team, which won the "Typhoon's Eyes," is at the bottom of the list as usual. ... oh my gosh!

"…Ladies and gentlemen, the victory I mentioned is nothing more than a curse of counterattack. Now is the real time."

Team leader Magda gives him words of encouragement. ... encouragement, perhaps?"

At any rate, this victory is certainly the first step toward turning the tables.

That's why.

"If you hadn't put your foot down properly, you wouldn't have let them go!"

`It's probably because Mr. Temae ran away all by himself!'

It's these two.

They won, but they can't forgive their team for dragging their feet.

It's not because of yourself, it's because of you, it's because of you!

"Ah, uh... Mr. Jiro said.

Ah, yes, yes.

You're worried, Jeanette.

But don't worry so much.

"Mococha, Barbara. That's part of a strategy. There are many aspects that we have been able to win firmly thanks to them. Don't worry so much."

"'No, he needs to reflect,'

Mocka and Barbara point at each other.

Well... ...you've taken on the trouble, man.

Without knowing it, my gaze turns to the VIP seats.

She smiles gracefully under the shadow of a parasol that Estella gave her...Mahul.

If Mokoka really doesn't contribute, it won't pay, will it?

The air is a bit rough under the influence of two easily clashing beasts.

Jeanette is nervous, and Loretta is watching the faces of both sides squabbling with each other.

Magda is... holding her arms back. What's that relaxed attitude? Oh, I looked at it. That's a round‐throw pose asking me to do something about it.

Meanwhile, Sophie, who is on a mission as a sister, jumps into the whirlpool.

"Both of you. That's about it. said the Spirit, 'The struggle has worn the hearts of men, and a bright future...'

`It's "Hush!"'

`Well... Rebekah!'

"Oh, my! Don't torment my sister!"

an accidental sinking ...weak, now.

Don't you glimmer at me?

"Yasilo,"

Then a sharp but calm voice enters the white team.

Looking back, Natalia stood there looking cool.

"It was a splendid victory. It was a strategy that betrayed our expectations and attracted a lot of attention, just like the eyes of a typhoon."

You make such a statement in a voice that you can take as encouragement, irony, or spiteful.

"It would have been a win if there was another one."

"That's probably the case," However, since this is my first attempt, Mr. Estella also said that I would like to place more importance on energy than on completion. I think this is all right with me too. Just????????"

I look at the two people who are quarreling with me.

"Sports lead people to a state of excitement. Sometimes I go too far..."

That he is coming all the way to say such a thing now means...

They care, either Natalia or Estella. or both

In short, they came to give me what seemed to be the best advice for the two of us who were quarreling with each other.

Well, it's too much for me, so this is the situation right now.

It was hard work for you to be attentive to the hunter and the cattleherd.

"And the next game is -- you two are going to play."

"That's it, Mr. Natalia Owen,"

Ines and Deborah break in between me and Natalia.

What's going on?

"It's a matter within the White team from now on."

"I appreciate your advice, but it's our territory."

"...this is the 42nd leg?"

"Mr. Mokoka is a citizen of the twenty-nine wards,"

"And I hear that Mr. Barbara is still a citizen of the 41st leg."

There's something disturbing about it!?

Another spark!?

"...I'm the most beautiful woman in 'BU'

"Unfortunately, Mr. Natalia fever is now coming to an end."

"Yes. The boom is only temporary."

"I see. The boom has passed, and I've become a mere idol... a legend."

"Po, positive..."

Hmm?

Isn't it so disturbing as to say so?

It's kind of the usual Natalia. Yup.

"It seems that the chief waiter of osetsukeyaki is here, and I will go back to my army."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"No. When I think about the significance of this athletic meet, I thought about how best to act."

The ward assembly should be a fun event to strengthen the unity of the people of the domain. Estella must have thought.

Natalia follows suit.

That's why we shouldn't end up fighting each other because of the ward assembly.

But don't worry.

We seem to have started a little fire for our own convenience.

I point silently to the VIP seats to show that you don't have to worry.

After that, there's Marul...Natalia will now understand.

"The VIP seats.........are you saying that Cindy's breasts are unexpectedly large?""No! It's a bit more horizontal!"

"Lateral milk, right?

"It's not 'Well?' What's that sharp face like 'I know everything!'? I can't communicate at all, as of now!"

Really... Natalia is the head waiter you can rely on outside of certain conditions... ...and when you're with me, you're often under certain conditions. Oh, that's too bad.

Then Natalia returns to the blue team.

Any disputes within the White team will be settled within the White team.

"Oh, Mr. Jiro... what the hell...?"

Jeanette seems to have felt something while watching our conversation. But he doesn't realize the point, and he looks kind of anxious.

"In short, Mokoka and Barbara are all right,"

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. It's okay.

"Mr. Cometzki".

"Oh, I want to answer you,"

"I have a suggestion,"

"I don't like the name, so I reject it."

"Why don't you let those two take part in the next game.

Ines seems to have no ear to listen to.

My protest was ignored.

"I understood what you were thinking when I saw your conversation."

Following Ines, Deborah seems to have guessed the situation.

And he seems to have come to the same conclusion as Natalia tried to reach.

"Well, Ines, Deborah," Can you order a moqua?"

"All right,"

"Let's talk a little bit."

Say, the two head waiters walk along silently.

Then he stops suddenly and turns around.

"'It's about time,'"

"What's that?"

"Praise me".

"I'm quite proud that I've been of some help?"

... well, are you really complimenting me regularly?

"They are very attentive chief waiters,"

"It's amazing how you feel when you put it's amazing.

"I don't feel any emotion".

It's only natural. I've attached it.

"But... well, let's say it's all right,"

"That's probably the case at first.

Say cool things, turn your backs together, and skip lightly away.

It's easy to understand, both of them!?

Oh, "BU" kids are like that? Are they all like that?

"Well, you're pleased,"

"I see..."

It looks to me like a patient who has developed some serious illness because of his involvement in the Forty-two Wards."

Well, even if it goes bad, the head waiter. You can leave it to me.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . It's none of my business. Yeah, I don't know. Let's stick to other people's affairs.

So I'm in charge of appeasing Barbara.

"Hey, Barbara," Don't fight so much."

"Isn't he to blame?"

"Nothing is wrong with me. It's a sport, so it's only natural that you'll win or lose."

"But I could have won only by Arth!"

If you were the only one, you would have been disqualified for breaking the rules.

But that logic does not apply to him."

"Can I show Teresa such a scary face?"

"Well...!"

"Wouldn't Teresa want to see you laughing more happily than just winning the championship?"

"Yes, I think so, too. I think it's very nice to be able to keep smiling all the time even in a tough world of competition. I wish Mr. Barbara would be such a wonderful person. for Theresa."

"Uh... Uh... Uh... All right, all right..."

Well, you don't know, but this will calm you down a little.

Theresa is the mastermind of this. There's no word more effective than this.

So why don't you stop looking at me like, "Yasilo, you said a good thing?" I just put a stupid Barbara on it.

"And, Barbara,"

I found a convenient and easy-to-understand example in front of me, so I'll use it as well.

"If you're too excited, you'll have a hard time, won't you?"

Point to the Yellow team and point Barbara over there.

On the Yellow team Medra had been seated on the ground and scolded by Paula and Norma.

"Medra! Are you reflecting on yourself?"

"Not to mention winning or losing, some people were almost injured!?"

"...I feel sorry,"

Then, turning to the other side, I saw Delia sitting down in front of Bertina and weeping half-crying.

"Mr. Delia, you need to learn a little bit of strength."

"...I'm sorry, sir,"

a rare scene unfolding on both sides of the White team

You'd better take a good look.

That's a bad example.

"You don't want to be scolded in front of Teresa, do you?"

"Oh, oh, oh... I'll be careful, I'll be careful..."

Barbara has been scolded many times by Bertina. The pain of being scolded must be deeply ingrained in your mind.

Teresa is now watching the ward sports day in a relief tent next to the convention's headquarters.Regina is by my side, so I'm not worried.

The church's dormitory mothers are also on standby.

Barbara turns her eyes to the tent.

Regina then realized it and whispered something to Teresa, who immediately waved her hands wide in delight.

"Ah... Teresa is cute......and cute."

Barbara's expression melts in an instant. It's not like it's loose. It's liquid. Your facial muscles. Isn't it like a water balloon?

Teresa's eyes are now dimly able to capture the colors and outlines of the world.

Nevertheless, Barbara has not recovered enough to sense the direction of his gaze at this distance.

Regina seems to be taking good care of Teresa.

There's a good point, isn't there? Even if it goes bad, I'm not a medical person.

hold one's right hand up in honor of Regina, who is unusually serious about her duties.

Regina then pressed her breast "gulping" and swung her right arm towards her as if to take advantage of the backlash.

It's not a throwing kiss, it's a 'pissing breast'.

I didn't say, "Hey, pass! Purse!"

But thank you! I'll keep it safe!

"...he's this as soon as he compliments me a little."

When he tried to hold the air breast he had thrown to his pocket, his hand was gently held down by a ginet, and his air breast was confiscated as if it had been taken off a piece of thread from his shoulder.

`It tickles me to be praised,' It's embarrassing."

Whoo! No comment on the confiscation of 'air breasts'?

"When I get complimented... "Tickle?"

Barbara is leaning her head slightly, perhaps caught in Jeanette's words.

Well, as soon as you get complimented, you'll grow on the map. I don't think you'll ever feel tickled.

I happened to find Ines and Deborah speaking with Mokoka in between.

Mokoka is shaking his head vertically.

Whether you understand it or not, it's the words of a very senior waiter who's pushing far ahead of us, and I guess there are a lot of things that interesting things. ...whether you understand it or not.

"Barbara, you can take part in the next race, right? Well, if you're tired, go to another guy..."

"It's all right! Asi's power is endless! I'll show Teresa all her coolness!"

I'll let you participate as a matter of course.

He'll say he's going to participate even if he's humble, and it's easy to get on.

"Then go to the entrance gate."

"Oh! I'm going to smash the enemy this time, so look there, hero!"

With his right hand raised high, Barbara runs to the entrance gate.

...and yet it's a gorgeous entrance gate. The forty‐second block gate on a scale of one-tenth stood out there.

Well, it's about one-tenth.

You're unnecessarily elaborate, aren't you?

Young hamsters and street kids flock together to play gatekeeper because they've even recreated the place where the entrance tax is collected.

Pay the toll on this gate to participate in the competition -- what? Akogi, lord of our house.

"Oh, if I had really taken the money, I would have made money."

"If you do that, some people will not be able to participate."

Jeanette shakes her shoulders at my joke.

If you're in the office, you'll be a big hit with boss Ossan to get a good deal out of this nonsense.

It will be an oasis to the minds of the lonely Ossans at home.

"Come to think of it, what was the next competition? Let's see..."

"...a big roll,"

Magda stood behind us.

Jeanette's shoulder bounces, "f*ck!"

So, to make a moderate amount of air...

"Brother, Mr. Regina has been trying hard to sue me for something."

Loretta told me to look at the rescue tent????

'The owners of the great coincidence gather early. A beautiful girl will roll it for you know.~. Puksu~"

He was making a gesture of --

Okay, let's ignore it.

Oh, it's a disgusting gesture!?

That's great, with Teresa's nearest eye still blind!

Get away from me, Regina! I'm going to get infected!

"Yasilo... What about you?"

"Don't look. Your eyes are sore."

Even harmful books are usually isolated.

Harmful people should be isolated in private rooms separated by black suspicious curtains.

... oh, Bertina headed for the rescue tent.

When Regina realized that, she began to appeal for the first time, saying, "What's wrong with you?" for the first time in counting gauze.

...Oh, I'm going to sit on my knees.

Dr. Bertina, you're very busy today.

"So, Mr. Jiro," What kind of competition is 'Otama tumbling'?"

"Roll a big ball and come back round the pylon."

"It's a rule like 'Typhoon's Eye,' isn't it? but there are many pylons in line?"

Three pylons line up at intervals in the lane where the ball rolls.

"The length of the course changes with age."

"Age... Oh, that's right."

Jeanette claps her hands convincingly when she sees the players lining up at the entrance gate.

The rules I read briefly must have reminded you of.

In addition, Magda and Loretta supplement the description of the competition.

"...Otama tumbling is done in a relay format by organizing four teams: "Younger," "Annual," "Older," and "Older."

"Younger and older people come back by going around the first pylon in front of them, the second pylon all year round, and the third pylon in the farthest distance! The mileage is 30, 50 and 400 meters, respectively."

...Yeah. Older people are supposed to have a bad mileage, but don't worry.Like 400 meters while rolling a big ball... like a fool.

However, I heard that this is just the right time for this city, where many people are bragging about their physical strength.

"...this has a strong meaning of exchange, so the score is low."

"But it's also a battle you can't drop!"

"Well, let's cheer for them all."

This time, we, Yodamari-tei, will not participate in the competition.

Each team has a limit of three or more participants. It's not an advantage to have a lot of players, and the number of children and elderly people varies from region to region.

"By the way," I'll add a further supplement.

Young people and young people are allowed to mix if there are not enough participants. You can join the younger team, or you can run the kids if all the old people in the community are dying. They're both weak legs, so they're similar."

"I feel bad about your expression, Mr. Cometzki."

"You should treat the elderly with respect and the young with love, Mr. Kometsuki."

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From left and right, Ines and Deborah grabbed me by the shoulder.

...I mean, why do you call Deborah 'Komotsuki'? Oh, my God, that's why 'BU' kids are so good with everyone...

"Now, shall we go?"

"Huh? Are you going to go to bed?"

"You're going to be an entry, too, Mr. Cometzki."

"Huh!? I didn't hear you!"

I'm being tightly restrained by two thin arms, and I'm.

d*mn, these guys are useless, too! They're not even a race of beasts, but how do you train them!?

"There is a rule of 'three or more' for each generation. At present, only two members of the older team, Mokoka-san and Barbara-san, have entered."

"But why me!"

"Because you are the only one who is close to both sides and who can be strict with both sides, Mr. Kometsuki."

"But...!"

"Please give up".

"I was just in the competition!"

"You weren't running, were you?"

I was abducted to the entrance gate.

...I mean, why did Deborah repeat "Kometsuki-sama"? I didn't say Ines at all.

Is it that? It's like, "I have to get back what I haven't said before"? No, that's not it.

Cheryl waved "Yachiro!" as the participants waited in front of the entrance gate as they were taken away.

He's going to participate, too, as a group of young people.

I was thinking about it when I arrived at the entrance gate.

When I was thrown into the entrance gate, Barbara greeted me with a loud wave of her hand: "Hey, hero! This way, this way!" ...you could have driven me back.

"Oh, hero! Do you know Ba'a? She's very nice, isn't she?"

She was introduced to me.

"I see you almost every day."

"Ugh. Well,"

Grandma Mummoo's daily routine is to drink tea at the Yangtari-tei.

As long as I don't leave the house, I'll have a high chance of meeting him.

But how could Barbara and old Mum have known each other?

They are similar in scope, and will you meet them?

"Teresa fell down on the road before, didn't she? She treated me for that. Mr. Ba'ah, the passer-by!"

"'Passing by,' said, Barbara,"

What a mistake!?

Grandma Mummoo has suddenly become a Denjaras birsan.

"And then I gave Teresa some sweets. You're a good fellow!"

"Then be careful how you speak,"

"Well! I can't believe Jiro said that. Whoops... you can't live long enough."

Moomba starts grinning at me, as if I were seeing something unusual.

What? It's like I'm a wild character with no common sense. I'm quite respectful of decency, aren't I?"

I've measured the number of cups of old woman Moomoo to be polite. on equal measure

I'm not particularly interested in it, so I just don't remember it in my brain.

"It's kind, sweet, smelly, and looks like a baby.

"Oh, my God! I can't believe you're a mother. I'm not that young."

"Well, it's like a great-grandmother."

"...Yasilo-chan. Why did I keep my second degree apart? Isn't it okay to be my grandmother?"

Ooh... old Moomba gave me a dark aura...

"But I'm only one thing different from Zelmar?"

"Oh, it's one down,"

"...above,"

"Is he above Zizi on the verge of his vigorous death.

"Who's dying, little boy?"

The blue team gives us a lively voice.

Even though the body is healthy, the soul is about to wear out. You've lived healthy to this day, so don't be greedy for life.

"Well, the older man told me to look for her in gold straw sandals, and I think it would be convenient for someone."

`Go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go!'

Zermal choked to the point where he was about to die, but he's still alive, isn't he? It's worth living, isn't it?

"And,"

Without mentioning Zelmar at all, Mumma returns to her story.You're quite a tough guy, aren't you? When it comes to talking about my love life. Well, I'm not interested in it at all, so I'm glad.

"Mr. Barbara has more to do with his mother, hasn't he?"

The expression "cheerful" makes her smile, and old woman Moomoom moves her eyes.

Beyond that was an okojo fluttering up to me with a small bag hanging out.

"Sheryl, Barbara!"

It was Jaaplock's wife, Uller, who waved and ran away with a big smile.

"My wife..."

Barbara looks a little stiff at the sight of Uller.

I can feel that kind of feeling.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh... sorry. The milling process has been prolonged..."

"Okay!"

The work pressed me and I rushed to the scene in a great hurry. That's how Uller looks, and his shoulders are moving up and down.

Cheryl leaps into her chest and laughs softly, "Oh my gosh." She's a working mother.

"Cheryl, it was a race! Look!"

Cheryl proudly displays the commemorative medal she won.

"Oh, my God! You wanted to see it. I'm sorry, I'm late."

"No! I'm going to run again, so watch!"

"Yes, I've been cheering for you ever since."

He pats his beloved daughter on the head.

Barbara looked at such an error with a complex expression.

"Mr. Barbara won the first prize, too. You know what?"

Barbara looked startled at old woman Mummoo's words.

Then, looking away uncomfortably, he shut his mouth as if he couldn't find what he wanted to say.

"Oh, really? That's great, Mr. Barbara said.

"Well, Arsh, I'm only good at physical strength."

"That's not the case! Be more proud of yourself." I'm very happy. Hey, show me your medal."

"Ah... well, just in case... this is it."

"Oh! You're the same, Sheryl."

Barbara crumbles awkwardly and embarrassingly between her eyebrows.

... oh, I see. That's the way it is.

"And how did you know about their situation?"

"Uh-huh...

Realizing that I've noticed something, Grandma Mummoo happily distorts the lines.

"You've been consulted by Wooller,"

"Woo-er-chan?"

"She used to help me out,"

"Really!"

It's also... the world is small, or maybe not.

"Mr. Barbara, when Sheryl spoils her mother like that, she takes Teresa with her."

Don't envy Teresa, who doesn't know her mother's warmth. That's what I'm saying, but... I guess Barbara is the same envy. You can tell by looking at his expression.

`I've always wondered if I could do something about it,'

"What's that 'Hey!'"

I don't like it as if you're throwing a ball at me. Oh, I really don't like it.

Along with the gracious old Moomba, we observe the ullers.

"Oh, that'said he. I'm late, but this one."

Then Uller offers two small bags. to Cheryl and Barbara

"What... is this?"

"Mulet,"

"Hey! Come on!"

Sheryl happily accepted it and gave it to Barbara, who hesitated, half-forcefully.

"It's the best popcorn I've ever had today. I'm hoping you'll be able to play with all your might. I thought about it with him."

He's, of course, a yaplock who's stretching his arms and legs in the White team right now.

They must have thought about it together. May Sheryl, Totto and Barbara do their best.

"It's like a real family,"

"Huh!"

"Oh,"

Barbara screamed wildly at my words in response to an impromptu glance from old Mummoo, and Uller chuckled.

The smile that Uller showed me clearly said, "I think we're already family."

but...

"Oh, come on, hero! Your husband and wife are such good people, like Arsie... No, Teresa is such a good boy... What a waste to be a bad parent like Arsie!"

Barbara reacts excessively.

Uller stared at it with a lonely look on his face.

"Dear me! You're a fool, Barbara,"

"Who's stupid?"

The vast majority of people here would have said in their hearts, "No, you'really. Barbara's foolishness, coupled with its bustle, is well known.

Well, that's all right.

"Well, Barbara," There's a saying like this. "Even a poor child is cute if it's a big breast."

"That's too bad, Jiro," "The worse the boy,"Is that so?

Isn't it a phrase limited to 42 wards?"

In any case, it's all right?

"You're not determining whether you're qualified or not at the moment you're hired."

"But! The cornfield has been messed up because of the ash... and it hasn't been restored at all... and because of that, my husband and wife are from early in the morning to late at night... even today, I really wanted to come from the beginning, but only the ash's allowed me to go ahead..."

"What's the matter.

I was just a little impressed when I saw Barbara, who was all over the place.

There must have been some guilt in this fellow, too.

Then it's all right.

"You're being a good son, aren't you?

"It's not working! Asi hasn't done any good yet...!"

"Well, take a look at it,"

Put your index finger in front of the roaring Barbara, silence her, and slide her finger gently.

Beyond that was Uller, whose white face had turned red, with his little hands pressing his cheeks and staring at Barbara with eyes which seemed to break the tear glands.

I see. Are you so happy?

"If that looks like you don't like it, go get some eye medicine from Regina."

"Oh, no... because...!"

"Mr. Barbara..."

"Ah......huh,"

He rushed to Barbara's hand and cried.

"I'm glad to hear that you thought that way..."

"No, because... because of Arsi..."

"No, you reflected and apologized. Besides, they work with me every day. There's nothing wrong with it."

"But!"

"And I... no, we're all really happy that Barbara and Teresa-chan are here." Every day is lively and very enjoyable."

"Ah... oh..."

Her knees tremble, her jaw shudder, and Barbara, like she had been paralyzed.

Then he looks at me as if he were asking for help.

...don't run away, you coward!

"Barbara, shall I give you some good information?"

"What?"

"I'll tell you if you promise to listen to me faithfully in the next big roll."

"I promise you, so she said, "

It's absolutely true.

Don't betray me.

Barbara's forehead was covered with sweat as she gave a slightly threatening glance.

Yes, listen with that level of tension.

Tension has a mysterious magical power to give credibility to the other person's words.

"Only now,"

"... what?"

"Only in this moment, if you say what you want now, it will come true with a very high probability."

"Oh, that's why...!?"

"If you don't think so, shut up." It's up to you to make good use of the information you've come to know, or to let it's up to you.

「…………」

Barbara has been holding her hand so long that she can't move an inch from there.

I can't move a finger. I'm really tied up.

But Barbara's urge to say something is choking her lips.

Just one more push, you know.

"Well, then," It's almost time for the players to enter the stadium, so I'll go back to the cheering seats.

"Wait a minute!"

Only for now and not long left are very effective in pressing people to make decisions.

It gives us the "force" to take a step forward.

And if you take the first step, you'll be able to walk surprisingly.

"What, Mr. Barbara?"

A short uller looks up at Barbara from below.

Stay still, gently.

`Oh, well, well, well, well, uh...'

Barbara refuses to escape, but still struggles and stifles her hopes.

"Ah, Arsi is like this... she's a useless fellow... that's all right... but... Teresa, will you please let me spoil her like a wife, or a mother!? No, will you give me!"

Barbara used polite language properly.

I earnestly asked him to grant my wish.

Bertina, as expected. Your teaching is useful.

"Very well,"

"Really!"

"But there is one condition,"

"Jo... Ken?"

Barbara's cheek twitches.

Oh, my God, you're delusional about the worst possible route, like, "You get out instead."

What a pain in the ass!

If you look at Uller's face, you'll know what he's going to say right away.

"If you, too, think of me as a baby, that's all right."

`...hew...?'

A pathetic voice leaks and forces out of Barbara's whole body.

"Ah, -- oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh?"

Barbara's answer to such a question was very simple and clear.

"Welcome, Barbara,"

"Baby!"

Barbara jumped into Uller's chest with her arms outstretched.

The fact that 'san' changed to 'chan' is probably due to the consideration given to us.

Stretching as hard as he can, Uller wraps up the big Barbara.

"... Kee-chan, it smells good.

"Uh-huh. Oh, really?"

"... yes."

"Yes,"

"Yes..."

Oh, don't cry, both of them.Barbara was pushing himself too hard, wasn't she?

I hope this will give you some flexibility.

So old woman Moomoo patted me on the back even though she didn't understand what I meant. What's wrong with you? Did you start having convulsions as you got older? ...hmm.

"Ah! I'll teach Teresa! Teresa, I'll love it!"

"Hey, stupid! You've already entered, haven't you? Leave me alone."

"Oh, hero! Where's that now! I'll blow you!"

Hey, weren't you listening to me? Come on frog, you f*cking monkey...

"Barbara, are you going to be Sheryl's brother?"

Pulling on Barbara's gym suit, Cheryl glints and urges her for an answer with no choice but to answer.

"Ah... well... may I speak to you, sir.

`Very good!'

Barbara crouches with Sheryl in her arms.

"She's cute, too! She's Arsi's sister from today!"

"Yes!"

...so I'm going to enter.

"Barbara-chan,"

Grandma Mum talks to Barbara, who crouches down.

"I must show my new mother the good points,"

"Oh, my! I see!"

She stands up straight, clenches her fist, Barbara says to me.

"Hero! I'm sure I'll win, 'Otama Rolling!'"

"Don't tell me. You go for it."

"Oh! I'll do my best!"

Barbara's eyes were filled with a glaring, hot flames.

If you're so motivated, you might be able to manage it.

It's up to Barbara and Mokoka to win this game anyway.

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