the second morning of a tournament
　I left the hotel before the sun rose.
　with a cart loaded with 'menu' for the Fourth Battle

"I'm sorry, Milly," Delia was out, Magda was asleep, and there was no one to turn to."
"Well, it's your favor. Milly, you should get up early."

　Milly pulls a heavy cart full of loads with a cool face.
　He's letting such a little boy carry his stuff... I'm really sorry, but...

"I could have asked the umaro and the hamsters... but they're a little weak."
`Well... each race specializes in different parts, I can't help it,'

　Loretta, Umaro and Percy are actually not very strong. Neferries and paulas are not so much either.
　Not all the beasts are powerful, are they?
　I was completely misunderstood because there were so many people close to me.

"Millie, tell me as soon as you get tired. I brought you some tea, so you can rest whenever you want."
"Well, thank you, Mr. Jinet." But I don't mind yet."

　Without showing any signs of grin or tiredness, Milly is towing the cart.

　The rest of us, except Jeanette and Milly, are to come with Estella after the sun rises.
　My departure so early in the morning was part of a strategy.
　It's no exaggeration to say that the impact of the appearance of the food will affect the outcome.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ♪"

　Milly hums when she pulls a cart.
　be in a very good mood

"Oh, Miline... I'm so happy right now."

　Milly says with a smile and a carefree smile, shaking the hair ornament of a large ladybug on her head.

`I'm very glad to be of service to them all, Milly,'

　This is a competition in which the 42 wards fight together.
　I want to do something myself. I'm sure there are a lot of people who think that way, and they are willing to cooperate.
　That's why Milly is smiling happily when asked to do such a troublesome job early in the morning.

"Millie,"
"What?"
"Thank you. It's a great help."
"Hehe..."

　With great force, Milly pulls the cart. It may have been because I was embarrassed that I walked a little faster.
　Jeanette smirks at the sight of Milly's back.
　When we met, Jeanette gave me a big smile.

　Yup.
　I've got to win.
　You can't lose here, can you?

　It's because everyone in the 42 wards is desperately trying their best.


　Whatever happens to me... ...I'll win whatever!




"Well, Mr. Jiro. He's..."

　As I approached the central square of the 41st leg, Jeanette pulled my clothes.
　A giant beech statue in the central square...there is a figure crouching in front of a statue of the spirit, and Jeanette points to it.

"Isn't he your opponent in the fourth round?"

　As Jeanette said, the figure was a piranha-faced giant, a gluttonous fish gustave.
　I think I've been praying hard before.

"What a devout fellow,"
"Are you praying for victory today?"
"What? Then I must not disturb you,"

　It's not good to have the Spirit on your side.

"Well, Gustave,"
"Oh? You're certainly in the 42nd leg of..."

　His voice is high again today.
　You're staying high even in this early morning, aren'

　...you're going to lose!

"(Burst voice) Hah! Nice to meet you today!"
"...why do you speak in such a high-pitched voice? Does my voice sound like that?"

　Piranha's face twitches a little.
　despite the fact that we are talking to each other in such a friendly way

"Are you not so confident that you have to ask for it so desperately?"
"No, no. This is my daily routine. I'm not worried about the game. It's a landslide victory for me anyway."
"Well..."

　pull off one's spasm
　That's all right. I'll give you an effective attack on a religious man like you.

"Hey, spirit. Gustave doesn't need your strength. I don't need you."
"Oh, you didn't say such a thing.
"And give me some help," so that we can beat the Gustave."
"It's sloppy!? I was praying first!"
"You don't pray before and after, do you? You don't pray after me, do you?"
"I was praying! I pray every morning, 'I wish you a wonderful day today!'" and if you win, that's a wonderful day, isn'
"Well... but even if we lose, wouldn't it be a good day if Marsha compliments us?"
"To Marsha..."
"They said, 'You lost, but you did a great job.'"
"Well... that's....""Well, then you don't have to win," That's why it's the spirit of the soul god. Let me win."
"Wait a minute! It is my long-cherished desire to win, and to be recognized by me on top of that, Spirit! Please, I am truly victorious."

　Gustave kneeling down on a giant beech, ignoring me.
　I'll stir you up from behind with a snorting voice.

"Ugh... he's going to use the spirit to be popular with women... Cite.
"Oh!? What do you say!? No, no, Spirit! I don't have any such impurities..."
"Didn't you think about it? Really? "Not a bit of dust"?
"No......somewhat......and so on."
"Yes, deuce! Evil! Female enemy! The least half-fish who tried to make a woman a thing with the spirit god!"
"I am a Piranese!"
"Skebae's?"
"It's not deceptive!"
"'Not a bit?'
"That's just right!"

　Gustave is confused.
　This guy is funny.

"Spirit! Don't stand by him. I'm sure you're a member of 'Mutzley'."
"Who is Mutzley's?"

　Gustave stamping on the ground and expressing anger.
　Piranha's eyes are sharp and sharp, staring at me.

"If you lose by this, it's your fault!"

　Well, it's my opponent, and if you lose, it's probably my fault.
　That means I don't know him yet, so I'll keep quiet now.

　Gustave turns his back, grinding his teeth.

"This humiliation will be repaid in the game. I'll win the next game, and I'll give you a taste of defeat in the 42nd leg! Be prepared."

　Saying it, Gustave walks away.
　Jeanette begins to panic as she looks at her distant back.

"What should I do, Jiro? My fighting instinct seems to have caught fire."

　Well, is it troublesome to have a burning fighting spirit...?

"Spirit, may Gustave continue to pass Marsha until he chants 'without the previous one' a hundred times."
"Hey! What are you asking me to do?"

　The Gustave came running back at a tremendous.
　He looks desperate.

"Yes, it's time to pass each other."
"Oh, come on! Without the previous one, without the previous one...!"

　After glaring at me, I kneel down in front of a statue of Beechshimeji and Gustave starts chanting "Without the Previous." If you're too religious, you'll worry about these little things.
　Religion, to my mind, is generally a kind of assumption.

"Well, let's head to the hall in time."
"Well... is that all right?"
"He who believes will be saved. If you believe that the Spirit doesn't participate in such a silly prank, you won't get so angry and chant a spell to get rid of it. I don't have enough faith."
"Is that the sort of thing?"

　I can't see God.
　If you can't see it, you can only imagine it.
　That being the case, it's a matter of course.

　Gustave! Use your wasted energy to exhaust your mind.
　I'll see you again... at the venue.

　Proudly proud, I made my way to the hall.
　I'm thinking that if it's not a big eater, but an argument, I'm sure I'll be second to none.






　Then the second day of the tournament began.
　The audience is full again today. come out to see

　Well, if the 41st leg wins here, the game is over.
　In addition, information has circulated that the fourth round will be a Gustave, and most people expect this to be the final round.
　Well, there must be a lot of people I want to see."

"Now! I'll cheer you up again today!"
``Oh, my God!'

　Continuing on the previous day, Norma is cheering in a super mini & chest valley "Don!" cheer suit.

"I'll cheer you on with all my might today!"
`I'll do my best, too!'

　The two of them, who lost the day before, are also joining the cheering squad wearing matching cheer suits today.
　Delia... Boyne!

　No, I'm glad... Delia looks fine.
　They must have been talking at Marsha's place for the night.
　Friends are the ones to have, after all. ...I don't have any, like friends. Sentence

"I'm in trouble, Mr. Yashiro!"

　Imelda came running to me in a different color as the preparations for the first game went on.
　Something seems to have happened in the 40th leg.

"The fourth player in the 40th leg... ...is your father!"
"What!"

　Father... is it Stuart Javier, the Woodman's Guild-Chief!?"Anyhow, if you don't win first place here, you'll be eliminated in the 40th leg, so I guess you've got a good ride saying, 'This is the Guild's turn!'"

　Yeah... I can't see how it's being put on."come into one's eye


"'Harvier! Harvier! Harvier! Zavier!'"
"Well, I'll tell you,'Well... then an eagle will come out!"
"""Wow~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~""


　It must be something like that, anyway.

"And how much do you eat?"
"That's normal,"
"...what are you coming out for?"

　Have you given up on the game... or are you going to let the 40th leg of the world take the ultimate responsibility?

"...the forty-first leg will have a Gustave as scheduled."

　Information from Magda, who was on a reconnaissance mission, confirmed the contestants.
　It's me, Javier, and Gustave.

　Well... I wonder if I can win.


　--can't do it'


　The standby bell rings.
　Well, let's go!

"Mr. Jillo!"

　I was about to go to the stage when Jeanette ran up to me.
　He looks very anxious.

"Oh, uh... really, that menu... is that all right?"
"Ah,"

　I thought about the menu this time and persuaded Estella to screw it in.
Say, "If this is not the case, there is no chance of winning."

　By the way, Estella has another job to do.
　I had Ricardo and Demily talk to me first thing in the morning and get permission to do a little demonstration.

　Hey. A demonstration is just a simple thing to cut the ingredients in front of the audience. Isn't the tuna filleting show going to be exciting? That's the way it is. It's a show.

　...I'm sure it'll be exciting... ...hehehehehehehehehehe.

"Genet, you keep cooking. And..."

　I put my hands on Jeanette's shoulders and flip the Jeanette around.
　Then tell them on their backs.

"Don't look at me as much as possible,"
"... All right. All right."

　In a mysterious voice Jeanette returned to the kitchen without looking back.

　As I went on stage, Javier raised his hand and spoke to me.

"Oh! Nice to meet you,"
"You're intrusive."
"Hahaha! We'll be with each other!"

　Javier is in such a good mood, but...My knees are shaking.
　Is he really vulnerable to nervousness?
　Did you do it well before the opening ceremony?

"You shouldn't be so cool in front of guild members. I'll be ashamed of myself later."
"Oh, yes! Don't say stupid things! Never, never, never, never, never, never!"

　Is that line already in a temperamentally.

　And there was another... a man on the stage glaring at me.

"Well, it's been the first time this morning," Have you chanted it a hundred times, Gustave?"
"Of course!"

　As expected, the voice is high. Are you kidding me?

"But I'm lucky. I can't believe I can compete directly with you know.

　Piranha's mouth, lined with sharp tusks, turns into a distorted grin.

"I'll humiliate you in front of these great spectators! I'll give you back the shame I inflicted in front of the statue of the Spirit God... tenfold!"

　Umm. I wonder if he's the type who can't make jokes...

"If I put out my butt here now, I'd be embarrassed... ...do you want to?"
"Don't do that! You'll have a future, won't you?"

　No, the future that breaks when you stick out your butt... No, is it more problematic if you stick out your butt?
　By any means, this guy is actually a good guy.

"All right! If you win, I'll show you my ass!"
"I don't want to see it!"
"Turn on Javier's!"
"I don't want any more!"
"... you don't have to show it to me... why don't you hurt me a little when I'm flatly refused?"

　Javier seems to have been unnecessarily damaged in a meaningless way.
　Gustave, that's a terrible guy.

"Instead, if I win, I'll see Estella's bottom!"
"I won't show you!"

　Suddenly Estella appeared on the stage.
　Behind them are Ricardo and Demily. Estella, by the way, is in acting lord mode.

"Instead of a demonstration, we, the lord and the acting lord, will be closely monitored. There will be no wrongdoing, but just in case. Will you agree?"
"Oh, I don't care,"

　If I agree, Natalia appears behind the lords with a knife in her hand.
　Will Natalia cut it?

"This Natalia is going to demonstrate,"

　The table is brought before Natalia's eyes to match her words.
　There was an empty plate on it.

"Well,"

　said Natalia, with her knife in hand... ...a bright red apple out of her pocket.It's that apple that I used to pick with Milly.

"Huh!"

　Natalia throws an apple into the air and wields a knife two or three times.
　The apples that fell on the plate were cut neatly into octaves and rolled open on the plate.

　It's a great skill.
　However, the actual game is just around the corner.

　He picked up one apple in his hand, and as Natalia skillfully cut in...
　A pretty rabbit apple has been made.

"Wow!"
"So cute!"

　Such a voice comes from the audience.

"Well, this is," It's quite...
"Well, isn't it?"

　Demily and Ricardo have reacted well.
　It would be a success for a presentation of this kind of technology.

　Natalia cuts the four apples into rabbit shapes and arranges them on a plate in a very cozy atmosphere.
　Then I carried the plate... to the player's table.

　--noisy...

　The hall was noisy.
　Everyone is speechless and looking at the hall without concealing their inexhaustible anxiety, "No way, right?"
　Ricardo and Demily, too, had their soft expressions... stiffen their facial muscles.
　As far as Estella goes, she turns away and tries not to look at us.

"Let's start the fourth round,"

　When I said it, an unvoiced, heartbreaking cry ran through the hall.
　I'll make it clear to you that there are people who haven't come to grips with reality yet.

"This rabbit apple is on the menu for the fourth round!"
"No!"
"Stop it!"
"You look so cute!"
"You're lying!? Tell me you're lying!"

　a shout of triumph
　The audience who heard my words shouted in unison.

　But I don't care.
　The menu to use in the game is the last place in the previous game.
　Even in the 40th district, you picked spicy chicken that no one could eat and tricked it to your advantage.

　Do you have any complaints about this menu?

　I glanced at Javier and saw him pale, and Gustave...

"Oh... what do you mean... Spiritual God...?"

　He prayed for me.

"Hey! You're exaggerating... this is just an apple, aren't you?"

　Nobody seemed to be able to refute my words.

"Now! Let's get on with it!"

　I sit in my seat, ignoring all the people present.
　If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it!

　I'll eat, though!

"Oh, yes... this is an apple."
"Well... apples... they're just apples.

　Whining, Gustave and Javier sit down.

"I'm going to leave now..."

　Estella turns her heels and walks swiftly into the doorway.
　He said that he would feel sad about breaking up when he got along with him. You don't want to see it, do you?

"I'll see you here, Ova Jillo!"
"Well, I think I'll do that, too,"

　Ricardo and Demily seem to stay on stage to watch.
　Well, these lords... no one wants to use the VIP room.

　Plates are placed in front of the players -- the game begins.


　--huh!


　The opening bell rings, the hourglass is reversed and the sand begins to fall.

"I'll eat it!"

　Gustave makes up his mind and reaches for a rabbit apple.

"'Wow! I'm glad you're going out with your family!'"
"What!"

　As soon as Gustave tries to grab an apple, I am atherotic to Ringo A.
　Then Gustave's hand stopped just before touching the rabbit apple. He's shaking and stiff.

"'Hey, don't be so merry!' 'Dad, mom, hurry up and hurry up!'" ... At this time, this happy rabbit family ... never thought that such a tragedy would happen later."
"Oh! I can't! I can't! I can't do anything to tear apart the happy rabbit family."
"'Dad, let's live together forever, with our family of four.'
"Oh, my God! I'm afraid I'm going to leave no one cried.

　Good! That's just what I expected.

　Previously, Jeanette and Estella couldn't eat this rabbit apple.
　Even Magda was so resistant.

　All images of spirits in this world are abstract, and the inhabitants of this city tend to think of deformed objects like rabbits and apples as strangely cute.
　However, it was doubtful whether it would apply to Gustave or Javier.
　Regardless of the lovely girls, I feared it was unlikely that Ossan would be able to eat the pretty rabbits... but apparently I won the bet.

　Gustave is so religious that I thought he wouldn't be able to eat it.

"Yes! Eagles will eat! This is just an apple!"

　Beyond the Gustave, Javier inspires himself to pick up an apple.
　Let's make him do it!

"'Dad! I don't want to see him like that!'"
"Imelda!? Are you Imelda?"

　Javier asks a rabbit apple in his hand. with a grave look Oh, I picked it up with my hands, looking precious."'Beautiful things must not be destroyed forever! I sincerely hope so!'"
"Imelda! I'm sure this rabbit apple is Imelda!"
"...no, no, sir.

　Imelda mutters a twitching face under the stage.

"Oh, you're so cowardly, Ova Yashiro! Why don't you fight fair and square?"

　Ricardo clenches his fist and strongly condemns me.

"What's cowardly about? Is there a rule somewhere that says you can't talk during meals?"
"Well, that's...... but it's only natural morals to interfere with other players..."
"I'm just talking to myself. Don't worry about it."
"You must be curious!?"

　He's a noisy fellow.

"Well, ignore the outfield, and eat!"
"...then you'd better have the same experience! 'Jump, me, cute rabbit! I love sweet sweets, Jump!'"
「………………」
「………………」
「………………」
「………………」
"... Ricardo, are you all right?"
"You're so loud! You're just imitating Temae!"

　Ricardo's face turns red. 　
　He seems to have been quite ashamed of himself.
　Well, I don't think "jump" is...

"Yes, sir. Rabbit, sir."

　Take an apple and try to bounce it over the table.

"Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da! Are you making fun of me?"
"Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop..."

　After three jumps, I carried the rabbit apple to my mouth."

"Gaboo!"

　I bit this off with a sharp bite.

````` ``Geeah!''

　Screams reverberate in the audience.

"Uh-huh! Rabbit, Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

　Open your mouth wide and repeat chewing, showing off broken pieces of meat.
　Shackshack, shackshack -- with a chewing sound.

　Gustave and Javier are turning pale and staring at me dumbfounded.
　... one more push, shall I?

　I pick up the next rabbit apple, and this time I put my voice on my apple.

"'How dare you! It's your enemy!'"
"Good! Mr. Gambare rabbit!"
`You've got to beat him!'

　cheers fly from the stands to apples
　however

"Awesome little boy!"

　I lifted the rabbit apple high, held the skin of an apple that represented my ears, and ripped it off with force.

"Ear, whiz!"
`````` `Oh, my God!''
`And howl, howl he went.
"'I want to stop it!'"

　Then, hold the other two apples in both hands and eat them naughtyly: gaboo to the right and gaboo to the left.

"'Rabbit, come on!'"

　With the roar of screams, I raise my hand and declare it loudly.

"Another helping!"
"The devil!"
"Oni!"
"A cold-blooded fellow!"

　There's all sorts of abuse going on.
　But that's all right.

　When a game is over, a person who is cornered may carry out an action that he or she never does normally because he or she "can' choice.
　In this case, it's possible that Gustave, who doesn't want to give up his victory, will eat rabbit apples to compete with me.
　If that happens, there's no chance for me to win.

　The only way I can win is to drive my mind to the bone.
　The original feeling of 'poor to eat such a cute thing' is combined with the feeling of 'worst to eat rabbits' that is generated throughout the hall, leading to the illusion that eating rabbits and apples in this place is a capital offense.

　Do you know?
　It's easy for people to be carried away by the voices around them.
　If 90 percent of the people present insist that they are 'not wrong' despite the obvious mistake, they will insist that they are 'not wrong' even if they are convinced they are wrong.
　under the illusion that perhaps it's me who's wrong.

　On the other hand, if more than 90% of the people on the spot insist that they shouldn't do anything about something that they felt somewhat guilty about, it's bound to be impossible to do.

　Neither Gustave nor Javier can eat rabbit apples anymore.
　Especially if there's someone in the place who doesn't want to be hated.
　Marsha and Imelda are the key players.

"Oh, it's delicious! Cute rabbit, please!"
"The devil!"
"You have no blood!"
"Somebody, stop him!"
"Spirit! Heavenly punishment to him!"
`Don't bully the rabbit any more!'

　Well, I don't mind eating.

"Another helping!"
`````` `Oh, my God!''

　In the end, I was the only one who ate the rabbit apple in 45 minutes of ranting.
　The result is 8 dishes for me, 0 plates for Gustave and Javier.
　This confirmed the defeat of the 40th leg.

　But...

"Hare... rabbit... rabbit..."
"It's terrible . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."
"You devil......... you devil!"

　What a wonderful thing, the people in this city!
　Isn't it a little overreacting?The rabbit couldn't eat an apple, so Jeanette was crying like crazy, wasn'

"Uh-huh! It's easy to win!"

　I went back to the 42nd leg waiting area with high spirits... and they all looked a little awkward.
　Yeah. For now, everyone's looking away.
　Yeah. I understand. I understand.

"Oh, you did a great job! You won a victory for everyone and you connected your hopes to the 5th game!"
"Oh, yeah... I know! Well... It was a great game... Yeah, yeah! Good job, Jiro!"

　Only after Loretta opened the fire and Delia agreed with it did the atmosphere of the place become a little better.
　Hahaha... I don't have to be irritated.

"Oh! It's like this for me! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

　puff one's chest up with pride
　I can still see a twitching smile.

"Oh, but don't eat apples in large quantities. I'm sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

　...there will be times when I'm not for me.
　Please change your mind somehow by the fifth battle.

　Leaving the waiting space, I head to the exit of the hall.
　If you stay away for about an hour from now, the air will be a little better.

　I wonder what it is. It's been a long time since I felt this.

　I guess I'm a swindler, after all right.
　...hmmm.........hmmm...hmmm...hmmm...hmm...hmm...hmm...hmm...hmm...hmm...

　Surely this is the way a con man is supposed to be a creature."


"Wait a minute!"


　His voice was heartbreaking, desperate, and a little tearful."
　I turned around in spite of myself.

"It's an apple! It's just an apple!"

　Jeanette stood in front of the audience with a rabbit apple and knife.
　Then, I roughly peeled the rabbit's ears... no, I peeled all the apple skins clean.

"Look! It's an apple! What you ate was this apple!"

　Jeanette's hand is just a beautifully peeled apple.

"I'll eat, too," I love apples!"

　He said so, nibbling at an apple.
　A shattering sound shook my eardrum very clearly.

"It's delicious. It's a very delicious apple."

　Jeanette is speaking to the audience.
　But... I don't know why... those words came to my heart... I felt like my throat was tight.

"Ginnette, would you give me that delicious-looking apple?"
"Sister ... yes." I'll get it ready at once."
"Ah... I want to eat, too.
"Ah, Hona, and I guess we're all here."
`I'll eat too!'
"Oh, I like sweets, bring me some!"
"... Magda... would eat up all but the next game..."
"You'll put up with it," I'll eat it all up with them.
"Me too, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
"Wait, Neferry, can you help me peel it?"
"I can't help it anymore, Paula... chuckle." Leave it to me!"

　The heavy atmosphere, which had been stagnant, began to move at once.
　Lively and brilliantly, girls shout merrily around apples.

"Oh, yes! Oira, I'm actually very good at peeling! Starting with carpenter's!"
"I am a sculptor, so I have a little memory of my skill."
"Why, I'm a hunter in charge of the branch of the Hunting Guild, you know, skinning it, it's a piece of cake!"

　The bastards get excited for some unknown reason.

"Yasilo~"

　Then Jeanette calls me.
　in one's usual voice
　with one's usual smile

"What do you think, Yashiro?"
"...oh...oh...

　... d*mn it! I can't.

"I'm going to the bathroom because I ate so much that I had a stomachache."
"Yes! Oh, then please wash your hands well."
"Hey, hey!

　Raise one hand and leave the hall unsteadily.


　Oh, don't worry...


`Can you eat another piece of apple?'


　My heart is full...


　This is the only way I can do it.
　This is the only way we can achieve our goal.

　Both when I made curry and the first day of the tournament, I had a hard time as a result of my lack of character.
　I depended on someone.
　He said that he was stupid when he was fooled... and trusted others.

　You can't change.
　There's no way it can change.

　Everyone is having fun?You can't do it, can you? It's like a swindler.



　But...



"I have to work hard until I win the championship... "All together."


　I feel suffocated with something on my chest. I felt like eating something refreshing.
　If possible -- anything other than apples.