Chapter 403: 403 Additive-free Episode 58: Sprint, Clash, Great Melee

"Hush!? Hush! Hush! Back...?!?"

"I won't let you go, Norma! Come on!"

"Ahhhuh!?"

Delia's arm quickly grips Norma's temple.

A yellow headband is waving in Delia's hand.

Norma peels her tusks at the horsemen, holding her head back.

"... oh! What are you doing, you dull! You've been taken!"

"Oh, my God!"

"Norma, you're unexpectedly heavy!"

"Did you say anything, Gonsuke?"

"Norma, I've been eating all the greasy food lately, 'It's a reaction to healthy food!'"

"That's going to put on weight," Hey~?"

"'Hey!'

"Speak any more! I'll pour molten iron into your mouth!"

There's no way the maidens of hardware can make a noise as heavy as Norma... they're venting their daily resentment here.

In the first place, Norma's demands are too high.

He approached Delia to the last minute and turned her in the opposite direction -- and so on. It's a trick that can't be done in a cavalry battle.

If I could, it would be as good as Natalia, Gilberta, and Ines, the chief waiter'sman'sman'sman'sman. Deborah is second because he is quite pulled by ines.

"Hahaha! This time, you win, Norma!"

"You didn't lose! Our men lost!"

"Oh my gosh!"

"You did your best, didn't you?"

"'Hey!'

"Norma, if you keep making excuses like that, you'll get a bump in your stomach before you know it, poop!"

"Gonscay, yes!"

Norma chases after the girls as if they were just before their final form.

What a bustling exit, hardware guild!

"All right! I'm going to knock down the next guy, Omelo!"

"Hey! Stable master!"

Rolling up her arms, Delia starts in high spirits.

There was a monkey looking at Delia's back. It's Barbara.

"As expected, Mr. Ryoo is cool! That's what you call a 'good woman'! You think so, Mockahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Well? I don't know at all,"

"At any rate, they'll knock the enemy down!"

"Do you want to make a surprise attack on the Red team?"

"Stupid! If you fight against Mr. Ryoo, you'll be killed! Another guy will do... Oh!? I found him, Osaaaan!"

At the tip of the oddly screaming Barbara's finger was a hunting guild horse straddled by Usse.

`I'll pay you back!'

"Hmm! I'll kill you, Monkey!"

They recognize each other as enemies, face each other, and move straight forward.

The horse and the horse collide head on.

"It's a fair game!"

"I wish I had!"

What a pity!

It's a little too close and the smell of knowledge is amazing.

It's very stupid.

"Taemae told me earlier, "You know where you are! I'll tell you there's a superior!"

"Get ready! Be ready!"

Usse intercepts the charging Barbara with open arms.

It would be a strategy to dodge Barbara's attack and knock on the counter.

A proper fight would put Barbara behind her.

But this time, there's Mokoka.

"Carpenter A, B! Formation B!"

``That's right!'

"Barbara, don't fall!"

Momoka let go of the hunting guild horse just as it was about to clash.

The stirrups on which he had put his feet were gone, and Barbara lost his position for a moment, but the carpenters A and B (I don't know the name) of the Umaro, who were behind the horse, held him firmly in their arms and prevented him from falling off the horse.

a frightening sense of stability

Carpenters are very powerful, aren't they? I guess a girl can carry it lightly with just one arm.

And what Mokoka did with his hands free -- yes, Mokoka's lethal move.

`From the neckline, "Gee," ... B, the valley is a D-cup!'

"Oh!?"

on the opposite horse It's a position where you can already peep into the gap between the collar of the mo coca.

"If you suddenly pull down your neckline in such a position as ""Don't be conscious, stupid!"", your eyes will be drawn as if by gravity, and if you suddenly see a valley in the D-cup, you'll hear ""oh!""" that's the Providence of Nature! The DNA of instinct that you inherited from your soul's founder!"

With both arms outstretched, only the upper part of the neck turned downward.

It was as if he were holding out his headband, saying, "Please help yourself."

"Good! I got it!"

"Oh, my God!? "Oh, my God!"

"Hey, CEO! Are you serious?"

"Please forgive me, CEO!""Only one person should think well! If this happens, it's a subversion!"

There's a quarrel between Usse, the hunting guild, and the horse.

Well, if only one person was in the best position and said, "Wow!?", the people below me wouldn't be nice.

I want to see it, too, in that Vespozy!

"Resign as representative to take responsibility for this cavalry battle!"

``Yes!'

"If you let me tell you...!"

"Well, don't fight," You know, it's a service to you, too.

a wormwood

"'Oh! Mokoka is the best!'"

The Ossans in the hunting guild feel better in an instant.

raise one's arms shoulder to shoulder

What's the matter?

Why aren't those criminals caught?

"Hey, Mokoka! Don't do such a thing.

"Why? It's not worth hiding my milk."

"Stupid! I'm sure it's not, you know! Su, I like, I like, I don't want to... anyway!"

Barbara preaches common sense!?

"Until the morning, ""It's as good as a breast, isn't it?""" It's not going to decrease." You said that!?

...I'm scared.

I'm so scared of falling in love...

"I've been practicing ever since the general of our company told me, 'If you can master the milk, you might be able to manipulate palm pippi at will ☆'"

Whoa!

...Mur's boy! Remember it.

"Anyway, let's take away the headband at this rate! To be a good woman!"

Barbara clenched the headband she had taken from Usse and thrusts her fist up like a bolt from the sky.

And beyond that came the scream of Neferry.

"Oh! Run away and run away!"

"Don't run away, Neferry! Fight with you!"

"I can't fight Delia properly! Anyway, run away with all your might!"

Neferry, who straddles a horse thought to be poultry farmers, runs away half in tears.

Well, it's scary, isn't it?

It's a super hard mode battle where you have to fight Delia with your lower body in the mud.

Moreover, Delia says that even if she doesn't move her lower body, she won't weaken at all.

I'll run away.

But, after all, they are poultry farmers.

There was no way he could escape the river guild fishing against the torrent, and Neferry was easily caught up and robbed of his headband.

"Hey! You've lost your hair".

"Hahaha! It's a sweet idea to beat you!"

"You didn't want to win, did you? I was really scared!"

a pissy angry referee

... what? Or hair? Where? Which feathers are hair?

"Mr. Neferry!"

After Delia's leisurely departure, Percy and Claremona waiters, holding Molly in their arms, rush to the top.

"Sorry! I didn't make it in time!"

"Oh, no. I don't mind. I'm sure Delia would have done it all together, even if she had come to help me."

"But I could have sacrificed myself to protect Mr. Neferry."

"No, that's not it. Delia, I'm so scared. I can't make Molly think that way."

"...thank you,"

Looking up from below, Molly on horseback bows her head with a complex expression.

I may be embarrassed.

"So, Molly and Percy, keep trying to survive for us."

"...I'll do my best,"

"I promise! I'll survive!"

"Then I'll go back to the cheering table." I'm rooting for you, so do your best."

"Yes!"

Percy waving his hands to the leaving Neferry, but his hands are too full to do it.

You can kick the two waiters behind you, that disgusting jerky ass.

"Well... Mr. Neferry, who is afraid of it, isn't he?"

"You were crying a little... poor."

"Women's tears are jewels! I think they're the most beautiful in the world, seriously! Molly?"

"Sorry, brother... I can't relate to you."

"Why!? It was a killer!? Did you see it well?"

"It's dark, and it's high here." There was a distance."

"Oh, Molly! You've lost it. I'm going to be at this distance... well, that's crazy! Oh, my gosh!"

`...I'll make sure you don't.'Molly

If it wasn't my brother, I'd like to get off the horse right now.

What a pity! You can't choose your family, can you? What a pity!

And Barbara, who was watching such a poor brother play,

"You're not... are you?"

I was dumbfounded on horseback.

You must have noticed it.

Percy is a serious stalker and a zoccon to Neferry.

"Is it better to be afraid... of a good woman..."

Wow, I didn't notice at all.

I'm only conscious of where it's not there, you know.

"Now, Barbara! We're going to attack the next game!"

"Wait a minute, Mokoka! Um, it's not that! I'm scared!"

Spit a lie!

"Come and play the ""judgment of spirits"" directly by the spirit god!"

"d*mn! How can tears come out!"

If you stick your eyes out, you'll burst out laughing.

I don't know why you want a stalker like that...I have no idea where to go.

...............No, not!?

I'm not bothering you!?

I didn't get dumped. Me!

"You've lost a lot of horse riding, haven't you, Mr. Yashiro?"

Jeanette's voice comes from above my head.

I raised my jaw a little and found Jeanette looking out over the field with her palms on her deco.

We're slowly going around the perimeter now.

When there were a lot of horsemen, they had been overlooked relatively by being out of the loop, but as the numbers dwindled, that would be impossible.

Maybe it's about time we started being targeted.

or what you think.

"Haha! It's a game, anchovy!"

I was discovered by a troublesome fellow.

"It's a stubborn fellow who still survives! You can shave or shave only one!"What a wasteful man you are!!"

"What is the analogy, lady?"

Don't talk to a man about getting rid of his unwanted hair.

Is it possible to say that it must be difficult to be a daughter of an aristocrat?

If I said it, you would shout, "s*xual harassment, anchovy!"

"Don't think you can run away from me. It will hold your breath, anchovy!"

"Wait! It's not me, it's Jeanette who will fight!"

"I'll beat Zinepu gently, and then I'll hold your breath!"

"Isn't that just a murder warning!"

Dog deaths are terrible, too!

Don't stop where it has nothing to do with the game, breathless!

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Now, Jean-Ne-Poo," If you don't want to get hurt, give it to me."

"Well, I can't do that."

"I don't want to be rough with you, Geneppu," Give me your headband."

"Poop! I'm going to have a stomachache, Lucia,"

"What!? No! I didn't aim for it! I didn't!"

"To me, to me, to me, to me, to me.

"You say otherwise, Gilberta!"

"Wow, Lucia, make fun of course.

"You're noisy, anchovy! You've got enough reading!"

Lucia has a bright red face.

I made fun of Lucia for her conditional reflexes, but I guess that's why she's so stubborn that she never misses Jeanette..."

"I can't forgive you! You'll be defeated here!"

... oh my gosh!

"It's because Mr. Rice-Tsuki provokes you."

"Yes, there was room for discussion. Not so long ago."

"Oh, yes, yes. It was my fault."

be blamed from behind by two waiters

Jeanette's chances of winning against Lucia are close to zero.

Then I'd have no choice but to run away, but... to be chased about.

It's easy to be targeted that a horse is running away from it's easy to be targeted.

The headband is taken away by the hand that comes out of the side when I'm always looking back. I've seen a lot of such scenes.

And a running horse is like advertising itself, "I'm weak! It's time to aim! It's a duck!"

So, if possible, I want Lucia to step down... all right.

"Jinet! If this happens, you should play fair and square!"

"What!? But with Lucia, I can'

"Jinnette, bring your fist to the side of your face and tighten your armpits!"

"What? Yes!"

The Jeanette's body is tightly tightened and fastened.

This should not cause him to fall off the horse immediately, even if it shakes a little.

"Ines, Deborah, let's go! It's OBB!""Yes!"

At my signal, he lifted the stirrups upon which Jeanette rested, and immediately lowered them.

He lifted Jeanette's leg like a toss in the air to release her.

"Huh, whoa!"

a moment's weightlessness and fall from a steep rise

Jeanette's body, caught firmly by our cavalry, was undergoing a major change with the rise and fall, buoyancy and gravity.

That is to say!

`She bounced (OBB) with a whimper!'

"What are you going to do!"

`You can do breast-boin (OBB)!'

"Please confess!"

Jeanette's breasts sway, go wild, dance wildly on the horse! No, I'm crazy about the dance (I'm crazy about it.

Lucia was rigid when she saw such OBB.

"Now it's your turn, Lucia!"

"And can you do it?"

"I don't expect as much bound as Jeanette. Your... Pugh... as far as you can... Pugh... why don't you shake it with all your might? Pugh!"

"Gilberta! Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw!"

Lucia retreated with tremendous force.

Then Paula approached the side and took away the headband, perhaps thinking, "Oh, this guy is going to win."

What?

That's the kind of gap you get when you're absorbed in running away.

"Jinnette, good luck."

"I'm not fighting!"

"Then it's a nice bounce!"

"Confession!"

In any case, this has reduced the number of enemies again.

The number of horsemen remaining is dwindling.

"Ah! Jillo!"

Paula finds us and cries out after defeating Lucia.

So why me?

It's Jeanette straddling the top, though.

Paula comes close with her arms rolled up.

It's getting quite dark around here, and it's about time we don't know who's who unless we get a little closer.

Naturally, visibility also deteriorates.

"Huh! Don't think it's bad, Jeanette! If you win here, the Yellow team will have a big hand in winning the championship.

If the Yellow team gets 300 points for the championship, it will be 3,880 points, and if the Blue team gets only 3,830 points, it will take the lead.

for that reason

"...I can't let you win."

Magda burst out from behind Paula.

He crept up silently and seized Paula's headband in no time.

"Ah!?"

"...don't think badly of me, Paula." If we win here, it will be a big challenge for the Yellow team to win the championship, so I tried my best to block it."

"Oh! It was almost there!"

Paula swings her arms grumpily, puffing her tail.

Is there only one horse left in the Yellow Group...

"What about the blue team, Magda?"

"The subjugation was completed soon."

At the point Magda pointed, the blue team of horsemen was caught between Libeka and Sophie and Marsha and Loretta.

"Sister! The last horse of the Blue Group will be killed by our hands!"

"Well, Libeka! Let's stab the enemy with our sisterly love!"

"I won't let you do that,"☆ That horse is our prey☆ Loretta-chan, full speed~"

"I'm going! I'm getting caught!"

two pairs of white horsemen rushing high into the air

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If you look closely, the Blue team's horse in the pincers was Tracy and Nene.

"What!? Nay! Nay! I'm here! I'm here a lot! Avoid it!"

"Well, even if you say so, which way should I run?"

"Please protect me, Estella!"

Tracy praying to God, or Estella, on horseback.

The face suddenly lifts up.

"Mr. Estella... yes, yes." Like Estella, I want to be as strong and noble as the lord -- Estella!"

Tracy clenches her fist and admires her junior lord.

I'm not sure if that's all right, but it seems that they've got a lot of energy.

"Nene! Defend yourself against the fast Marshagild!"

"Very well!"

an approaching white horse

Eventually, Tracy turns to Marsha and others, judging the Hewitt sisters' swift legs to be a threat.

They turn their backs on Libekas, but they seem to have decided to avoid the first attack.

however

"Everyone! Keep going!"

"Huh!? Are you ready?"

"Yes, ☆"

"Everyone, do as Marsha says!"

"Yes! Unni!"

With a thud! -- Marsha walks past Tracy like a comic book.Just as we passed, Marsha was throwing a kiss at Tracy.

"He?"

"What!"

Tracy and Nene line up and down and utter different voices with the same faces.

Tracy seemed dumbfounded, and Nene seemed to have a bad instinct.

immediately thereafter

"You took it!"

Libeka took Tracy's headband from behind.

Tracy's sarathy twisted herself in such a surprising and impossible position.........Play it!? Read the air!

Here we go again, "Il-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w!"

What are you holding out for!?

What? You said, "I've improved my level of endurance." That's noisy!

I don't want it. That kind of endurance!

Surprise surprise and impossible posture!

Play it! Jump out! Illusion bust!

"I don't understand! Do it again!"

"Mr. Jiro, you!"

I was pressed on the top of my head.

It seems to have been conveyed to Jeanette as well, I--what all the boys in this hall wanted.

No Illusion No Life!

"Ah... this is why you can't keep your promise... well, I wonder if you'll suddenly have an illusion when you're having curry after the field day without warning me. "What!? At this time!"

"I'm going to get angry.

get a lump in one's top

I'd prefer a bigger, heavier bulge if I were to push it anyway.

I suppose you'll be taken to the confession room with your horse on horseback.

Can't you take the Ines with you? I'm afraid I'll be noisy later.

"…Yasilo. The blue team is annihilated. The rest are the Yellow and Red teams."

"Who's left in Team Yellow?"

"...Becko... ...has just died."

At the tip of Magda's finger, Becko just fell off her horse.

You've fallen off your horse. "What are you getting, Temae?" he was tossed off by his horse. ...that horse! Where are they? There are still people like that. Let's stay out of it.

"...there are only two horsemen left on the Red team."

"I see. What about the White team?"

"...the remaining four horsemen."

That means we, the Magdas, Marshan and Libekas.

"What about Barbara?"

"...I was attacked by Molly a little while ago. saying things like "Wow, that's it," or something that doesn't make sense."

What are you doing, he...

I was so excited in the face of Percy... oh my gosh.

"And what about Molly?"

"...lost to Delia,"

Delia is strong...

"Do you think you'll win?"

"... I don't mind. Magda doesn't have to win."

Magda's ears twitch.

"...if Jiro and the manager survive, we'll win a draw."

They are prepared to break the ice, and the White team will win the worst possible match.

Do you have to be that determined if you are against Delia?

That being said, it says on your face, "Well, I'll win."

You want to win, don't you? You can do as you please.

"But I'm glad," I didn't have a medla."

"…can't help it." There are only a few human beings who can lift Medra Mama."

The guys at the hunting guild's head office haven't come this time, and it's hard for the Yellow team, which has a lot of waitresses and girls.

Even if you carry it... I don't think there are many people who are prepared to run around the battlefield as Medra's feet.

"... well, I'll be back,"

"Good luck, Magda and the Womaro."

"Oh my gosh!? I didn't expect you to give me any encouragement! I was a little surprised!"

"You're so..."

"Hey, Mr. Yambold... will you stop laughing? I don't know if it's a joke."

It's a joke, isn't it?

Or I'll banish you from this city.

"Magda, that's Delia,"

"... well, I know."

Magda nods to my advice with an expression of understanding.

Yes, there's something you have to be careful about.

"Keep a sharp eye on Gooseya,"

"...betray, and Magda will punish you directly."

"If there is anything that bothers Magda-tan, Oira will kill him socially."

"Hey!? You're all too scared!"

"I'm the only one in Gooseuya, Mi Ka Ta Mufu""Mr. Yangbold is the scariest!"

I'm worried that Delia's adoring Gooseya will betray her. Delia isn't the type to do that kind of work, so it'll be all right.

It would have been quite dangerous if the other party had been Marsha.

"Well, I asked!"

"...I wish you luck in the war."

Magdas run out.

in order to subdue one's last strong enemy

and the other horse that was left --"

"Ah... Mr. Tento-mushi, Mr. Jinetto-san,"

--Milly With the Flower Guild's sisters (rather young than the big ones)

In the second half of the cavalry battle, they finally clash -- Jeanette vs. Milly!

What a heartwarming match card!?

What are you going to do? Are you going to play rock-paper-scissors to decide whether to win or lose?

Is it a staring match? You'll be able to watch it all the time, that match.

But it's already dark around here.

"Millie, if you're going to surrender, it's time."

`Well... but if Milly doesn't do her best, the Red team...'

"I don't want to be rough with Milly,"

`Well... but...'

I can't compete with Milly.

So, let's play it out peacefully like this way.

There was someone who interfered with my intentions.

Yes, Obahan -- no, they're big sisters.

"Oh, isn't it a long time, Jiro?"

"Yes. Are you going to waste Milly's hard work and compassion?"

"I'm disappointed," I thought Yashiro was someone who would take good care of Milly!"

``If you trouble Milly, we won't!'

Wow... oh my gosh, oh my gosh!～. 　

"Why are you working with the manager in the first place?"

"Well, men and women are rare, aren't they?"

"No, you Red team, Imelda to the Woodman's horse..."

"She's special! She can't be measured by ordinary sensibilities."

Hmm... I guess you don't like Obahan very much.

I don't think I'm going out to clean up the neighborhood. The waiters will do everything, and Obaha, who is doing both work and housework... may not be able to impress your wives.

Well, if you talk a few words while eating, your image will change.

Imelda's guy doesn't look like a lady at all.

"So, Mr. Jiro said. What we want to ask is, if Yashiro was on the Red team, of course he would have been on the Red team, right? --"

`What!? What, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what...?'

"All right, Milly," It's better to be clear about these things."

"Yes, let's make it clear."

"Oh, oh, oh,

Millie glances at us impatiently. But that's what I'm looking at."

"'What do you think, Yashiro? If the west side is not divided into two, which one were you working with, Milly or the manager? Which one are you going to choose!'"

Oh my gosh!

I mean, you guys are pretending to be 'for Milly' but you're just making fun of yourself!

Gossip is the wife's favorite food in every world, by all means!

"Ines, Deborah! Temporary withdrawal!"

"Oh! No, Jiro! I won't let you go!"

"You must be in trouble for Jeanette and Milly! Imagine yourself and speak for yourself! Out of my earshot!"

"Oh my gosh! Can I imagine it on my own? Well, I think I'd rather have a girl who's a little out of the way and needs to be protected. So it's hard to choose????????"

"Sorry! You'll shut up after all!? The next morning it will become a fact and spread all over the 42 wards!"

"Oh, I don't like it! It's all 42 wards!"

`All Bloom!'

"Well!"

``No, no, no, no, no!'

Oh, my God!

"I'm going back, Ines, Deborah!"

"I'm interested, too. Who do you choose, Mr. Kometsuki or Mr. Milly?"

"Why did you put yourself in?"

"I'm curious, too. I think I'll be the one to choose."

"Deborah, did the sun go down and the idiot's daughter move on? Your remarks are incoherent."

"Silkets? What? He suddenly said three times."

"You've lost a lot of weight in a day, haven't you?

After returning to their respective wards, I'm getting a little worried about whether I can do my job the way I've always done!

I wonder why they all end up disappointed when they come to the Forty-second Ward!

"I'm a knight!"

"Oh, Libekah!"

`You can join me!'"Don't take part in the conversation from afar! It's hard to understand!"

That's fine.

If Libeka comes this way, she can dodge Obahan's verbal attack and get to the quick end.

You can snatch away Milly's headband. Rebekah...

"Ribeka! It's a 'cute competition' against Milly! Sophie, don't lag behind!"

"Ribeka's cuteness is limitless! She can't be behind! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .."

All right, all right.

I didn't say a word that I wanted to work with. Make a quick decision.

"Isn't he one of the "Cute Four Heavenly Kings of the Forty-Second Ward" recognized by my eternal rival Magda?

`What!? Mi, Mily, don't you remember that!'

"My eternal rival Magda said, "Millie is one of the five most powerful of the four cutest kings!"

"You're going to put them all in!? I mean, there's one left over there!"

"There's no shortage for the other person! Now, I'm going to be defeated!"

"Oh, my God!'

Milly stands back and defends herself as Libekas rush fiercely.

The center of gravity is shifted backward, the arms are lifted over the face, and the sides are empty.

There was a person beside it who put his hand in his arms and hugged Milly with ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Wow, Milly is cute! You wanted to hold her once, didn'

It's Marsha.

Before I knew it, I was approaching behind Millimeter and snatched it away.

"Oh, dear! The sea-fishing guild-master! Don't get in the way of a cute showdown!"

"Ah, sorry☆ Because you were cute with lots of gaps☆"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...What, uh, uh, uh, uh...

"I've left the horse, so I'm disqualified for falling off the horse -- you know, umpire."

Judges are stationed here and there on the field during the game.

I asked one of them for confirmation, and he answered "Yes" briefly.

With this, Delia is the only one left!

"Good! I'm heading to Magda's long-time rival!"

"Oh, I don't think that'm going to be able to do that~"

Marsha pointed to a fierce battle in the twilight.

`Squeezing!'

"…the movement is monotonous. That won't capture Magda. -- this is what an attack is all about."

"Sweet! I can see your knuckles here, too!"

Magda and Delia continue to fight each other incessantly, facing each other at such close range that their faces are likely to stick together.

They move their upper bodies back, forth, and forth to dodge the opponent's attack and knock each other against the counter.

All the vibrations and reactions of the unusual movement have been transmitted to the supporting horse, who are more exhausted than the two in the fierce battle.

"Oh, stable master... a little more soft..."

"Don't talk! Don't be flumsy, you miss your aim!"

```(and may die)'

I wonder why.

I could hear clearly the voices of the river‐fishing guild horses.

"Haha! Funny, Magda! I want to fight forever! You too!"

"... certainly, though."

Magda dodged Delia's all-out thrust with her upper body off.

I got up at once and thought it was a counterattack????

"... This is a team match."

Magda clapped her Kashiwa hand in front of Delia.

It's a cat hoax!

"Wow, what's going on!"

"... Womaro.

"That's right!"

For a moment, Delia pulls back and Umaro, not Magda, takes action.

"Both at home and in store, the foundation plays the most important role. It's the same for a horse!"

The horse, led by Umaro, takes a big step forward.

"When the structure is supported by these three points, if you break it down--"

Saying so, he shrugs his feet against Omero'

Kick the foot of the person who is not in the center of gravity lightly with a "spurn!" in a moment when the center of gravity moves.

"What...?"

If it was a hard hit, Omero could have held his nerve.

But I'm sure he didn't even know that Omero himself was touched. It was such a casual and precise blow.

I'm sure you'll be amazing if you let me play Jenga or something like that, Umaro. I'm sure he'll pull out a guy like, "Oh, you can't get that!?" without difficulty.

In the eyes of the woman, it is clear at a glance where and how much power is applied to the 'building' and where play is.

Omero's feet are swept away as if a breeze were blowing through, and Omero, who has lost his support, falls on his side.

One point of the horse, which was supported by three points, crumbles, and the horse crumbles.

Delia, who was shifting her center of gravity behind her, rolls off the front-leaning horse.

"...what?"

Delia only let out one of those sounds, and the game ended quietly without any sound.

without hesitation

"Oh, my gosh! My face! My face! My face!It was a very quiet end except for Omero, who made a noise under Delia's feet.

"Oh...? Oh, did you lose?"

Delia, where the situation is hard to swallow.

But Delia has her feet firmly on the ground. Well, one foot is stepping on Omero's face.

"…Delia didn't lose. Magda's team only won."

"Team... Oh! Taemae, Omero!"

"No, no, no! Wait, wait! No, stable master! I don't know what happened to me!"

"Oh, my gosh."

Delia rips off her hair at a glance at the womalo.

"Woman-ro is my partner, I can't help it."

I grabbed him by the arm and helped him up.

Clean the dust off your shoulders, and look at the shoe marks on your cheek.

"Omero, you have some shoe marks on your face?"

"So it's... nothing,"

"Huh?"

a blank‐faced Delia He seems completely unconscious.

"I can't help it, sir," for he will always be like a child."

I'll scrub the marks on Omero's cheek with the back of my fist.

She has a caring older sister's skin after all.

Well, Omero's fist approached his face and he looked like, 'My life is going to be shortened by three years!?'

"Oh, then the horse-drawn battle--"

When Delia turned around, the waiter raised his arm and declared it over.

"That's it for the horse race! The winner is Team White!"

Wow, the cheering seats on the White team get excited. with the other team aside

It's the exact opposite of what it was like to have a pole‐pulling game.

"…I see. Was this Jiro's aim?"

I heard such an Estella murmur.

Like me, those who heard Estella's voice turned their eyes to the scoreboard and breathed their breath.

The total score added to the points of the cavalry battle is displayed there...

Blue team: 3680 points

Yellow team: 3680 points

White team: 3680 points

Red team: 3680 points

The whole team was in a complete tie, and we were entering the final game.

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