The Main Heroine Likes the Extra

Chapter 38

38 – Just a Skit

The round of 64 was all over, and the round of 32 was to be played immediately after a three-hour break.

“…That’s strange too.”

As Iris-senpai muttered that, everyone who was eating looked at Iris-senpai.

Break time also serves as meal time, so we were eating a late lunch.

“Senior, what’s going on?”

When Riel said that and looked at herself, Iris-senpai immediately answered.

“That’s why…Alan or Hurricane’s contest.”

“Ah…”

As soon as Alan’s name was mentioned, Riel immediately lost her expression.

Since that day, Alan hadn’t approached Riel, but there were a lot of things she would stare at.

She was cute every time she freaked out and avoided me as if she was avoiding that gaze, but it’s true that she’s not in a good mood.

But I didn’t do anything besides looking at it every so often, and looking at it wasn’t a crime, so it was hard to deal with it.

At least to make Riel look away angrily saying “Why do you keep staring at me!”?

But he looked at Riel who felt relieved after doing that.

She didn’t say anything because she didn’t want to let Riel go through her unpleasant experience, but she said honestly she was really steamed and anxious.

“It took forever that Balder took damage from an attack like that.”

“Balder is the big guy, right?”

“Yeah, we’ve been sparring a few times.”

In response to Emilia’s question, Iris-senpai continued her words.

“He’s as tough as he is big, and he’s barely enough to knock me out even after I’ve attacked him several times.”

“No, knocking out is amazing…?”

I unknowingly said that.

In the meantime, Iris-senpai, who can knock her out with several attacks, was amazing.

No, I think I can do it too, but I think I’ll have to hit more than twice as much.

Besides, you have to get within range of that person to attack him, but that’s not easy…

“It’s not that the silver-haired girl doesn’t have any skills at all. As far as speed, she must be at the top of the academy.”

Definitely.

As Iris-senpai said, Alan’s last rush was surprisingly fast.

Senior Balder, who used to block attacks, only avoided vital points and hit them.

Well, on the other hand, the power wasn’t good enough to hit me.

“But no matter how much I thought about it, I never had the ability to beat Balder… Maybe it was a physical condition problem?”

Emm…Iris sunbaenim is in trouble.

Actually, Iris-senpai and I weren’t the only ones who had doubts about the match.

Especially, the second year seniors, who were familiar with Balder-senpai, asked the organizers of the tournament if magic was used, and the management committee member answered with a puzzled feeling that there was no magic flow at all.

…How embarrassed the steering committee must have been when sophomore seniors, mostly men of the same stature, gathered in groups and made a fuss.

Anyway, senior Balder dismissed it as saying that he didn’t feel the magic himself, and that maybe I wasn’t in control of my condition, so it didn’t turn into a major incident.

However, senior Balder’s not-so-refreshed expression really bothered me.

“It might be a case in point, but if that guy keeps coming up, I’ll have a fight with Iris-senpai someday.”

“That’s how it will be. I never intend to lose.”

Senior Iris expresses her determination by clenching her fists.

To be honest, looking at the bracket, Alan’s opponents in the round of 32 and round of 16 were all outstanding sophomores.

The opponents I saw in the round of 64 that I thought would be difficult to beat with Alan’s skills.

Alternatively, how did Alan win in the original story?

Is it weaker now than in the original? I do not know.

“Be careful, Senior Iris.”

“hahahaha, don’t worry. Whatever the opponent does, I’ll just break it from the front.”

…For some reason, it seems that this person is really going to be crushed from the front.

The round of 32 is over after the break.

My match was my first match, and my opponent was a 1st grade girl like me.

I remember it was a girl in my class, but I can’t remember her name.

Obviously following Alan like a goldfish…

“Mr. Kyou Wentos!”

“Huh?”

The other side called my name.

Ah…So the name…

“Uh…So you must be…”

“I am Lefia Albain!”

Ah, he told me his name directly over there.

Once you see an adult you’ve never heard of, you’re probably a commoner.

…Actually, not all of the kids who follow Alan are sub-heroes, and I’m not really close with them, so I can’t remember all the names.

“Mister Alan has nothing to do with you! I’ll take you down here!”

“That…Yes.”

Once I entered school, I memorized all the names of the children, but as time passed, I forgot most of the names of the children with whom I had a weak relationship.

I’m sorry about something.

“The match begins!”

“Go!”

With the cry of the referee, Lefia takes her stance and charges.

Unexpectedly, this is the posture of the kingdom sword. It’s literally the same level as if you brought the standard as it is.

“Haap!”

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Kang!!

I raised my sword and blocked her sword attack.

It has quite a bit of power.

It looks like the foundation has been injected quite firmly, and if you look closely, you can even see traces of calluses on your hands.

“Yaap! Haaa!!”

Lefia is launching a series of attacks like that.

I was sure while blocking or dodging.

This kid, she is very talented.

Because of that, she was very precious.

“Zero!”

“Kyaaah!!”

A gap of about 3 seconds that occurs after 4 consecutive strikes taught in Kingdom Sword.

There are individual differences in how to fill these three seconds, so it’s up to you, but in this child’s case, it seemed to fill it up with avoidance.

The problem is, though, that evasion was very sloppy.

My attack landed on the arm, so Lefia lost her sword and fell backwards with the momentum she was dodging.

“Ugh…Uh…”

Lefia moaned in pain while holding her arm.

Regardless of that, the referee shouted.

“That’s it! 1St year Kyou Wentos wins!”

“What if I use an imperfect technique in real life?”

“……”

“Why don’t you train instead of chasing after Alan Ludwig?”

It was sincere.

This girl is definitely one of the girls cheering for Alan at the gym.

So, she was so dumbfounded that she, who was supposed to appear in the god of war, was doing that.

If she had worked hard on training herself at that time, she would have been able to have fun sparring.

She would have been stronger than Alan now if she had worked hard on training.

Of course, I have no intention of losing.

Is it because of my mood?

Most of the players on the left line where I am are freshmen, and the right line where Iris and Alan are is full of sophomores.

…Isn’t the layout odd?

“…Someday, I’ll get revenge.”

She spit her out like that. She trudged out of the stage with her head lowered. I left her stage behind her.

The Round of 32 continued, and it was Alan’s turn again.

Alan’s opponent is, of course, a senior in the second year.

“Fridel Rond. She’s strong enough to make it to the quarterfinals at last year’s Musinje. She’s in good shape, so I don’t think she’ll ever lose.”

Senior Iris’ second year senior knowledge.

Well, even when I think about it, the difference in skills between Alan and Friedel is obvious.

If you think about it with common sense, of course Friedel-senpai would win.

But it was like that in the round of 64, and it was the same in the round of 32 as well.

“That’s it! 1St year Alan Ludwig’s victory!”

There was a shout of waaa.

Senior Iris makes an absurd expression with her mouth wide open.

He will too.

At the beginning of the game, Friedel was clearly pushing Alan.

Sequential sword attacks with a speed similar to Alan’s.

However, it contained power that was incomparably stronger than Alan’s.

Alan, who managed to block several hits while getting hurt, began to launch a series of attacks himself.

The problem arose there.

Senior Friedel’s wooden sword, which had been calmly blocking Alan’s attack, was blunt and broken there.

When the wooden sword broke, it was considered that the weapon was lost and the match was over.

Senior Friedel looking at her own broken wooden sword with her bewildered expression.

Senior Iris was muttering, ‘The wooden sword was in perfect condition…?’

It’s not just Iris-senpai.

Those who have some knowledge of martial arts could not hide their embarrassment at the result of this match.

However, to the general audience who did not know such a thing, it would have seemed that Alan broke the wooden sword with a splendid series of attacks.

Alan left the stage waving his hand as if in response to his shouts.

“That bastard…”

There was displeasure in Iris-senpai’s voice.

“What the hell are you doing…?”

Many matches ended faster than expected, so it was possible to finish all of the round of 32 on the first day.

On the next day, they plan to complete the round of 16, quarterfinals, and semifinals to decide the two players who will advance to the finals.

And after the match, I came to the training ground.

Iris-senpai was standing in front of me, holding a wooden sword, and Riel and Emilia were sitting on the bench behind me.

“Then I’ll go. Senior.”

“Yes, come and see!”

I grabbed the sword with both hands and prepared for a series of Kingdom Sword attacks.

What to hide, this was the stance of continuous attack that Alan used in the round of 64 and round of 32.

My sword attack, which reproduced Alan’s attack, hit Iris-senpai.

f*ck!

“Ugh!”

Iris-senpai, who was dodging all the attacks, landed a hit on the shoulder.

The power wasn’t that high, but Iris-senpai let out a moan with a rather loud sound.

“Wouldn’t it be difficult to evade all without defense?”

“If it doesn’t work, it’s my credo!”

The way Iris-senpai took it out as a countermeasure against Allen.

That meant that none of the attacks hit.

Senior Balder suddenly got a body problem after being hit by several attacks.

Senior Friedel’s wooden sword suddenly shattered while blocking an attack with a wooden sword.

She doubted that either of the attacks had hit somewhere, so Iris-senpai chose the somewhat ignorant method of not getting hit at all.

f*ck!

“Chit! Again!”

That day suited Iris-senpai’s special training for Alan’s countermeasures.

It was interrupted by Riel’s suggestion to eat, but somehow, Iris-senpai was able to successfully evade all attacks several times.

“That’s it! Kyo Wentos’s victory!”

The first match of the Round of 16 also ended without incident.

If it ended so easily, you wouldn’t hear much cheers or applause from the audience.

No matter how you think about it, it’s true that all the first graders except for Alan were in the left line.

What is it? Did someone go through the process of telling me to go to the finals?

And vice versa.

“That’s it! Alan Ludwig’s victory!”

Wowaaa!!

Alan! Alan! Alan!

Alan’s opponent is a fight against a strong sophomore who is a candidate for the championship following the round of 64 and round of 32.

A fight that looks like a come-from-behind victory with brilliant techniques after most of them are pushed back by the opponent.

That’s why along with the response from the audience, the voices of support for Alan also grew.

“Haa…”

Of course, like Iris-senpai’s sighs, the problem was that it only looked like a skit to some people.

But, obviously, Alan was gaining a lot of popularity in this non-god festival.

The opponents to advance to the quarterfinals were all decided, and after a two-hour break, the quarterfinals were scheduled to begin.

Most of the players were fine, but Alan went to get his body treated.

Well, since he was beaten that much, he must have been hurt a lot no matter where he was.

And right into the quarterfinals.

There is nothing different from the round of 16.

My line is only a freshman with poor skills, and Alan is fighting another championship candidate.

And of course, the game went in a similar vein.

Alan! Alan! Alan!

The cheers of the audience cheering Alan.

Alan’s brilliant come-from-behind victory.

There really is no skit.

I feel sorry for the favorites who got caught up in this skit.

A broken sword, a sudden deterioration in physical condition, a stumble, and so on. When nonsensical situations keep happening to the experts, everyone can’t help but think strangely.

A few well-known martial artists requested confirmation from the management of the match, but the management returned only that there was no problem even after investigating all methods such as magic and drugs.

In the end, the match was continued, and the semi-finals to select the players to advance to the finals began.

Starting from the semi-finals, it becomes fierce enough to use a personal sword rather than a wooden sword.

My match…Was over without really anything to mark, so let’s skip it.

Now, the audience is even booing.

How did you guys really draw up the brackets, Tournament Steering Committee.

After being booed by the audience, Iris-senpai looked nervous.

“Senior Iris? Why are you like that?”

“No, that’s…”

Senior Iris sighed deeply and held out something to me.

“Senior, this… Can’t it be?”

“Yes. It is my sword.”

A broken sword with a black discoloration as if the middle was corroded.