423 Lets do arm wrestling (1/2)

”I wanted to watch Ratton race a little longer.”

As she left the backyard of Perrick, Ra-chan muttered with regret.

”No, Lana is going to bet more and more money on betting.”

We watched the race about three times and bet money.

Rabbi bet by Pera won three consecutive victories, and Rae on the laver tried to bet gold coins.

Our race was opened by being rushed to stop by Loretta.

”Well, was Loretta crazy too?”

”That's not true.”

Lolatta makes her look slightly swirled by Pera-chan.

I was so desperate for the first race that I was cheering, so even if I denied it, I feel it would be pointless.

”Oh, it's about to get excited.”

”What?”

I guess I'm imitating Thor who seems to be boring or Ra-chan agrees.

”Hey! Lana's words are confused! This is also the effect of the Ratton race!”

This seems to be the effect of talking with Thor rather than the effect of Ratton Race.

Sure, this is not good.

I don't want Pera to be influenced by a nobody like Thor.

”It's enough about the value and danger of money. I won't allow you to watch any more races!”

Apparently, the race was over and Loretta was calm. He has regained his awareness as a watchmaker.

”Then, next time, I want to play healthier?”

”Where are you going next? Tell me here”

Apparently, Toll's reputation has dropped significantly in the last case. Loretta asks while watching her watch.

”There's an arm-wrestling championship in the village cafeteria. There's a little female section, so you can enjoy it like a child?”

Oh, certainly not bad.

The arm-wrestling competition held in the Ceria canteen is held every year at the harvest festival.

We accept a wide range of people, from adults to children and mixed genders.

There are competitions for small children only, so Rachan and we can enjoy it.

Nothing like this is never held by nobles, so you will definitely feel fresh.

”Is arm wrestling, it's a guy who holds his hand and holds it down, right?”

”Yes, it's a comparison of power.”

”It's fun! I want to do it!”

Ra-chan who takes my arm and reproduces arm-wrestling is cute.

Hands were very soft and small.

But I'm worried if my arm wrestling will break.

”While saying like a village cafeteria, it looks like a gambling room again?”

”No, there are a lot of people there.”

”That was it?”

I don't like the bad impression of the Ratton race, so I'll tell you exactly.

Because the villagers who were at the race venue are just bad gamblers, they are not bad guys.

”Well, Alfleet would have said so.”

”Nah, that's the rule. I'm heading to the Ceria cafeteria.”

With Loretta's permission, we headed for the Ceria Canteen.

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”This is the ceria cafeteria!”

After returning to the center of the village from the outskirts, soon we arrived at the Ceria Canteen.

The Ceria canteen is also open during harvest festivals, serving dishes and alcohol as well as functioning as an event venue.

”It looks like an ordinary public dining room.”

Loretta, who came to a very ordinary place and was nervous somewhere, seemed relieved.

”A lot of people are coming today because of the arm-wrestling competition.”

”Slightly bitter”

I was murdering my words, but Asmo screamed.

There are only arm-wrestling competitions, and many large men are proud of their strength.