I Got a Cheat and Moved to Another World, so I Want to Live as I Like

Behind the temple of God of Commerce in the Holy City.

There was a second and fifth match of the day.

All that's left are two women and two men. It's a virtual semi-final.

If the wins and losses here are biased by either men or women, the tournament ends in Game V.

"Hey, the women of my country, they're both here."

I tell a strong old man.

The men who have already lost are Yale or the earliest beer and knobs to watch the game.

The first game, Mr. Cool shows up.

"You seem to be in a good mood."

The guild leader says happily.

In fact, Mr. Cool is in such a mood that the struggle shakes the landscape.

"Begin!"

The referee's voice is raised and the game begins immediately.

Mr. Cool's offense is awesome. Overwhelmed by a pre-emptive attack, then never handed over the lead.

"Mr. Tauro! I'm out!

An old man on the strong side tells me as he flies a jerky cunt out of his mouth.

I nodded as I blocked my beer with my hand.

Mr. Cool crosses over the opponent he pushes down and starts spinning in a knotted "kidding" position.

Along with the look of the Maitreya Bodhisattva, its appearance like a statue of a Buddha wearing an agura is enough to make you feel that enlightenment is near.

But I do.

It's about Shota's first thing.

No matter how quiet the atmosphere may be, Mr. Cool's head should be full of it.

From enlightenment we are now in the furthest position.

And that worry underpins her strength.

"Mm?"

The surroundings swoop at once.

Looks like Mr. Cool started hanging his brakes for the first time.

Mr. Cool's brake pad holds the spindle down strongly.

It's probably friction, and the pads and spindles, they're pretty hot.

"Uh-oh!

The man downstairs makes a deafening scream.

Its temperature and rotation, plus it couldn't stand the brake pressure, seemed to explode violently inside Mr. Cool.

A few moments later, Mr. Cool's rotation stops completely.

Is it the aftermath of the explosion, Mr. Cool shuddered burly?

"..." "Ohm" "

Mr. Cool squeaks harshly.

"Winner, Kingdom Girl B!

The referee declares.

Mr. Cool seems happy from the bottom of his heart.

The expression doesn't look the same at all. But if you observe closely, you can see both corners of your mouth bent slightly upwards.

"Finally, the lightning battle."

An old man on the strong side says, sparkling his eyes like a child.

Another game in Game V is the battle between Exploding Bottom Sister and Lightning.

"I beat Reaper. You'll be able to afford lightning."

Among the strong old men, the reaper is better than the lightning, and hence the exploded bottom sister, who beat the reaper, seems to be stronger than the lightning.

(I don't think that's such a simple story)

I couldn't agree with the strong old man and gave him an ambiguous reply.

The strong old man opens his mouth to say something about how I look, but he screams.

The explosion-bottomed sister and Lightning showed up on stage.

And the battle began quietly.

Explosion Bottom Sister exposes naked like a marble Venus statue at all costs.

The audience can't keep an eye out for proportions like a golden ratio sample.

Lightning is the same as before, Angardo's setup.

He's putting his body up and down into small pieces, as if to gauge the timing. A ribbon wrapped around the roots of Fleure rocks in the wind.

(moved)

The lightning appearance is slightly blurred.

He left behind the remnants and stepped in at once.

Paan!

Shortly after that sound sounds, the sound of falling continues.

Lightning fell from her back in front of her exploding bottom sister.

The lightning rises and takes a distance as it spins backwards in a hurry.

The look is harsh. My breath is up, too.

"What happened?

An old man on the strong side asks questions without understanding the situation.

I explained it to the best of my knowledge.

"The moment Lightning went in, she tried to catch Lightning with her hands."

Without any defense, take the opponent's attack. And at that time, don't let them escape and make up for it.

Explosion Bottom Sister went, this is it.

It's a possible means because it has a strong defense.

"To crush Hit and Away is a good hand."

The Alliance Leader agrees to drink.

Lightning asks for the opponent's gap while wiping the sweat off his forehead.

But I can't seem to find it.

Naturally, too. "I'll catch you when you get here," to the explosion-bottomed sister who's thorough with it, there's no gap.

(Still going!

I remember my praise for Lightning's decision.

I was sealed off by a blow I was good at, but still, I bet on that move.

I guess I can believe the effort I put into doing my moves, even though I'm in distress.

Step sharply into the waiting trap.

"I got you!

An old man on the strong side shouts excitedly.

Lightning had been feathered and strangled by an explosive bottomed sister.

That reminds Kamakiri, or a prey hung on a spider's nest.

The reality is ruthless. No matter how you overlap your workouts, if you don't outnumber your opponent, you'll be screwed.

Lightning tends hard to escape, but the exploding bottom sister won't allow it.

Swallow Fleure and deal damage.

"I think I've noticed."

As the guild leader put it, Lightning had stopped rumbling and switched to poking.

From here on out, it's a power comparison.

The strong old man is convinced of victory.

Lightweight lightning and your explosive bottom sister, a battleship, will think the results are obvious.

So does the Alliance Commander.

But that's only if the stranger sees it.

I know your sister very well. And that evokes anxiety.

(Coming or Lightning Sword)

Lightning activates the sword.

It sounds characteristic.

One breath and three thrusts. And all of that determines the weakness of the opponent.

(... she has no weakness)

Looking worried about me, Mr. Cool, who came next door at some point, called out.

The guild leader who was supposed to be sitting there is disappearing.

When I asked him where he had gone, he said it was a toilet. If you drink that much beer, it's natural.

(Sure, but no weaknesses)

I wrinkle slightly between my brows.

Explosion Bottom Sister's abilities are damage averaging. Eliminates weaknesses and distributes damage throughout the body.

For this reason, there is nothing like deciding from one place and losing.

No matter how Lightning tries to decide the other steeple, there is no steeple itself.

The evidence shows a rush for Lightning's expression. Because it hasn't worked as I thought.

!?

When I opened my mouth to respond to Mr. Cool, the sound changed.

The frequency of the sound called kakakakakakakakakaka is higher than earlier.

I crystallize my ears and stare.

"... no way, five times?

The number of punches in one breath increased by up to five.

Lightning's last, and I won't think about it later, would be a full foot scratch. My face is distorted in agony.

(Damn, incompatible)

I slapped my tongue.

Explosion Bottom Sister does boast an overwhelming defense: robust all-body armor and damage averaging.

At the same time, however, it has the characteristic that if even a single blow is put through the gap in the armor, it will become a giant open state of jaunt bursting balls.

The odds are low.

However, a lightning sword with more attempts could exceed that wall of probability.

Explosion Bottom Sister is a hard to hit sinister platform. But it's not a platform that never answers.

When it starts coming out, it doesn't stop, that's what makes the gambler's heart so attractive.

(Somehow, I hope you have it)

I look at it like I'm praying.

(Bear with me)

I wish with no one.

But unfortunately, that wish does not arrive.

Suddenly, the exploding bottom sister exploded.

Enough to splash outside the stage.

And make sweet sweet screams, for a long time.

Sweet voice, so illusory when your brain melts.

(Wasn't it?)

With that in mind, I stare into the eyes to burn the adorable figure of your exploded bottom sister into my memory.

The shadow of your sister is blowing away, becoming a boring girl.

So I noticed something was wrong with Lightning.

He is blowing bubbles and peeling white eyes.

(... you're wearing it!

It brings back memories of the first time you fought your sister.

Even then, it exploded, but at the same time, I was stuck, squeezed out, and wore to the bottom of the ocean together.

Thirty minutes after that, they couldn't move at all. So much voidness.

(Battleships sinking rapidly, lightweight ships floating around them, etc., have no escape technique)

Sister sinking to the bottom of the sea of joy, lightning with her legs crossed disappointingly on her back and drawn in without escape.

If consciousness remained, Lightning would have illusioned and feared that his guts had been sucked out. So much suction.

The two ships, on a mat on stage, continued to cramp quietly.

"... draw!

Within a quiet venue, the referee declared.

Big blurring dominates the venue.

(When it's a draw, what happens?

With the same thought, face to face with a strong old man.

"This is the end of the game."

The guild chief who came back at some point spoke from above Mr. Cool's lap.

Unexpectedly, he says it's from the seat where I was originally sitting, etc.

"The women's section, she wins"

That said, pound Mr. Cool's side of his thigh.

"Lightning won the men's club."

"... indeed, given the men and women who have remained until the end, you will"

They are competing for different genders in one tournament.

If the rest of the winning gender is skewed, that's where it ends, I was listening to that story.

"... calm down"

I'll take care of Mr. Cool.

Because the expression began to overflow visibly thick pheromones, as it remained.

Mr. Cool laughs spookily at the sound of whether he can hear or not.

"This is quite something."

Alliance length on knee, snorts nose. He seems happy to smoke pheromones.

"The last ritual comes from tomorrow's closing ceremony. Stay tuned until then."

"... Yes"

She kept quietly leaking her laughter as she answered the Alliance Chief's words.