On the second day of the preliminaries, we were scheduled for the first match, so we left the estate early, just like yesterday.
The weather was perfect—clear skies and a gentle breeze.
“Hey there, you’re the slime from yesterday, right?”
“First match today, huh?”
“Do your best!”
When we arrived at the plaza, one of the men who had visited the stall yesterday came over to greet us. Ao waved her tentacles in return, responding cheerfully.
The stall wouldn’t open until after Ao’s match, but we decided to get some prep work done. We set up the sign first, then started chopping vegetables and getting things ready.
Sue and Horn had gone over to the medical teams tent. A few people had already come for treatment, and just by watching them wobble around, it was clear that the man was suffering from a hangover.
“Shun-sama, sorry to keep you waiting.”
“We’ll help with the prep as well.”
“Good, you all came in such numbers. This really helps.”
Today, as planned, plenty of attendants had shown up, so we hurriedly got to work preparing. Considering what happened yesterday, it was better to prepare extra this time. The bread for the sandwiches hadn’t arrived yet, so we started by making rice balls first.
“Shun-sama, it’s almost time.”
“Thank you. If anyone is going to watch, please come along.”
“Thank you for your consideration.”
Once we had finished most of the prep work, the head attendant called out to me.
Since the sign was already up, no one was buying anything yet, but many people still called out words of encouragement to Ao.
Along with Shiro and the others, I brought three attendants with me and headed toward the aid tent.
“Um… you’re being a nuisance.”
“C’mon, Miss, forget work for a bit. Come hang out with us!”
“I said, you’re being a nuisance.”
“Let’s have some fun! Hehehe.”
“Enough already!”
Boom!
““Aahh!””
Good grief… that persistent middle-aged man had just been blasted away by magic from the aid tent. The one who cast the spell was Sue. Her nervous, fidgety demeanor from our first meeting had definitely faded a lot. The man who was sent flying, was promptly taken away by the soldiers on duty.
“So there are people hitting on others in a place like this, huh.”
“They probably think the the medical team’s tent is some kind of matchmaking spot. I saw a few others trying the same thing with other medical staff, too.”
Sue came storming out of the aid tent, fuming.
Judging by her reaction, it seemed there had been other idiots hitting on staff inside the tent as well. And this was still early in the morning, before any matches had even started.
“We’ll handle the security here, so don’t worry.”
One of the attendants spoke.
“Thank you… we appreciate it.”
Thus, we decided to have some burly, muscular soldiers stand guard at the medical team’s tent. Even so, some drunkards might still try to ignore the guards and hit on the staff.
If that happens… well, it looks like a “fun date” with the imposing soldiers, rather than the medical staff, will be waiting for them.
This is translated by Yume Neiji. Kindly read at yumeineijiworks.wordpress.com.
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