Even without time stop Iria's movement is fast so from spectators watching from a distant position the match-start and end signals were probably heard consecutively.
Around when Iria descended the match-field stairs spectators finally began sparse applause as if bewildered.
"You did it. Iria."
"Ah. Ability compatibility was good."
The heart wound incurred in the giant-monitor anus incident also seems already healed.
Alright. This time too I win and that is the end.
Let us go!
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Order of the Capybara, two consecutive wins.
At last the middle match.
My turn.
"From here the middle match begins! Order of the Capybara Sahar Galactic! Light of the Three Lances Marvela Juterans!"
Giesch called the athletes' names.
Hou. My opponent is Marvela.
The woman who once directed hostility at Ana in Monvan's status exam and yesterday afternoon bared hostility at me and Iria.
I have no memory of being resented by her and Iria also said she has no idea at all.
But…
