Lin's Trouble-Making, the Administration's Development

When the two imposing duelists were knocked off the stage by shoehorns thrown from the judges' table and dragged away, their fighting cries still echoed across the arena. "In the name of the Empire! This battle has only just begun!" "Duels are sacred, let us continue!" "Boss, give me another chance!" "Monina, it's not good for a girl to take off her shoes and hit people. Did you forget how Brother stole fruit from the Dragon God family next door for you when we were little... Smack!" "Remember, Er Li Bridge for the outer world, Third Ring Road for the Reverse Side of the World. Sikaro, the one-stop service for certificates and property sales, the only one around! Contact number: 150315... Aah!"

The two warriors were carried and dragged offstage to be dealt with. The audience outside enthusiastically saw them off, and the weapons and ammunition expended during the farewell could have armed at least two fruit-and-vegetable-and-poultry markets, with enough left over to build three tiled houses. Reimu saw a new business opportunity in this arena match and traded her little cart selling sunflower seeds, soda, and candy for a tractor, shouting outside the venue, "Eggs! Tomatoes! Cans! Bricks! Shoehorns for sale!!"

Viska's eyes lit up as she stood and called out, "Reimu! Give me thirty yuan's worth of bricks!"

Weren't you an archer?

"Everyone, the thrilling third match has also ended, and just like the second match, no champion has been decided this time either daze," Marisa said, shaking off the cans and cabbage leaves that had accumulated on her from friendly fire. "But the purpose of today's competition is entertainment first, friendship second, exchange third, and hopefully producing a champion somewhere in there, so—who else would like to come up and put on a show daze?"

Yakumo Ran,