CH 67

“Paisen, what did you say?”

“Don’t let me say it over and over. I’ll hold the Gob-1 Grand Prix.”

“Is the Gob-1 Goblin for Goblin?”

Wakutsu asked with a bewildered look.

“It’s natural. There is no word in the world that starts with a goblin other than a goblin.”

“I said that!”

Looking over the office, Gojo’s expression was not clear.

“Gojo, that face. If you have something to say, say it. Other than that I want to go home. “

“Or, I need to go home.”

Gojo’s guy raised his arm.

“Saburo, who are the goblins competing in that gob-1?”

Mayuzumi’s eyes secretly shine. She is motivated.

“Because it’s impossible for a goblin to have a manzai, I asked them to fight normally. At first, I thought I’d make a goblin fighting party, but …”

“The pun is bad.”

“That’s right. Now, I’ll give you an overview of Gob-1. Organized by Ochimusha Channel. The tournament chairman is Wakutsu. Next, I’m eligible to participate, but only Explorers with summoned goblins. In other words, I am the participant.”

“Unknowingly, the tournament chairman! Have you decided on the participants yet?”

“I’ve talked to some Explorer-based Youtubers. I’m going to do a summoning orb, so they should join us. In addition, I’m planning to set up a rare magic tool as a winning prize. Those who don’t join under these conditions are fools.”

“I want to go out too”

“I think so, and I have secured the frame of Mayuzumi and Gojo. Rest assured.”

“Just a moment please!”

“What is it Gojo? One or two of the Goblin Summon Orbs doesn’t mean much to me.”

“That’s not the case. Isn’t it strange that I’m among the famous Youtuber?”

“I don’t know anything. Youtubers are basically just a guy with a strong lye. Under such circumstances, the existence of the sober Gojo is a good chopstick rest. You are a cucumber vinegared thing.”

“Cucumber, vinegared food…”

“I will give them a summon orb on their way home. It’s still more than two months before the scheduled date of Gob-1, so train them well.”

“I’ll give my best effort”

“Paisen! Gojo-san isn’t coming back.”

“It’s okay, she can’t escape from reality.”

“It’s reality, it’s from Paisen.”

“Meow”

Nekomata Natsume on Wakutsu’s shoulder screamed in an affirmative manner.