What Kind Of Newbie Are You?! They Said That “Summoner” Is A Terrible Job, Yet They Call Her The Last Boss – Chapter 146

Chapter 146: Beauty Contest Held

On the afternoon of August 2nd, one night after the Hundred Tales.

Zecca, Giltia, and Mew were walking through Amaterasu City after finishing the hunt to level up and practice.

There were more people in the town than usual because it was the preparation period of [GOO Summer Festival]. And the town was full of energy.

But the three of them had other things on their minds.

“Yes, ahn♡.”

“Yeah. Oh, handsome.”

Can I hold your hand?

“Yeah, okay.”

“You’re showing me something.”

There’s a lot of couples here.

The three of us noticed that there were countless men, women, and couples in our line of vision.

“Summer is the season for love, isn’t it? It’s so depressing.”

I don’t know.

“Flirting, flirting, flirting. You’re depressing the hell out of me!”

“Well, they seem happy, so it’s okay.”

Giltier and Miu Miu look a little embarrassed as they say this.

But then…


A couple bumped into Zecca, who was walking silently behind them.

“Ah, sorry~.”

“I bumped into you…”

The couple who bumped into each other apologizes. They look happy, as if no one is watching but them. Still, they apologize.

But that apology went against Zecca’s grain.

“I’m gonna slit your wrists… I’ll cut your wrists off!”

“”Hi-yi-yi-yi?”” “

Stop it, Zecca!

You’re pathetic!

Miu tries to pin Zecca down, but Zecca is too weak to resist. Meanwhile, the couple players have escaped safely.

“You’re a real pain in the ass, making out in the middle of the day.”

Zecca glares at the couples as they run away, and says as if she’s going to spit it out.

“Speaking of obstacles, the road-like thing on the field outside is also an obstacle.”

“Oh, that’s… Johan’s looking forward to seeing you…”

Giltia is talking about the course for the Killing Hobby Club’s race.

“Well, well, well, you two. It’s good to have a good time at the festival. It’s the only time we get to enjoy it.”

Miu tapped them both on the shoulder smiling.

“Well… I don’t mind, you know? I really don’t.

“Me too. I just wish couples would be a little less… Hmm?”

Zecca, who still can’t let go of his grudge against the couples, finds a sign. He runs up to it and finds a stage-like structure set up in a large park.

“[Bishojo contest]… It’s like a beauty pageant or something.

Zecca expresses his disgust.

“Really~. I’m surprised they even approved this in this day and age.

And I agree with Miu Miu.

“It’s true, isn’t it? I wonder what the organizers were thinking when they didn’t invite me.


I’ll talk to you. Hey, hey, hey, hey. Get the manager out here. A pretty girl will join you!

Girtia shouts loudly. A player runs up to him, perhaps recognizing his voice.

The player’s name is Lyle. He is the guildmaster of the Sacred Elysian Order, the guild that Johan and the others once allied with at the Killing Festival.

“Hi. Hi. Welcome, welcome. Well, well… I see you’re Gilthier, former guildmaster of the Sword of the Farthest Sword. What can I do for you today?

“No need for any of this. You’re holding a beauty pageant, aren’t you?

Yeah, well… Don’t you see it?

“Rejoice! I’ll join you in the beauty contest. I’ll make it exciting!”

Giltear is confidently puffing out his chest. Lyle looked at Giltear from head to toe with quizzical eyes, as if he were trying to figure out what he was thinking.

No, sir.


I declined to join Gilteer.

“Well, what’s the reason? It says ‘open for entries’ over there.”

“I don’t know about her head, but I think Giltia is quite a beautiful girl, even if you don’t discount her family’s patronage…”

Zecca and Miu also protested in a low voice.

“Yes, I am. Are you trying to tell me that I’m not a pretty girl?”

“No, no, no. I think Giltia-san is a very attractive beautiful girl. But a beautiful girl… Yes. You’re a woman, aren’t you?

Yes, of course.

Unfortunately, our bishojo contest is not open to women.

“Why not? It’s a beauty pageant!

Guiltier is confused. Zecca and Miu behind her are also confused.

“Uh, so it’s a male-only… Is it a cross-dressing contest?”

“Cross-dressing”? No, sir. We may ask you to wear girls’ clothes and underwear to measure your beauty, but we’re not holding a cross-dressing contest, just a beauty pageant.”

Lyle is making a point. But the three of them had no idea what the man in front of them was talking about.

“That’s strange. We are speaking the same Japanese, but I can’t understand what this person in front of me is saying.”

As the famous Russian poet Otuko No Koski said. “Otuko No Koski, the famous Russian poet, once said: ‘A girl is more beautiful than a real girl because she tries to be more beautiful than a beautiful girl.’ That’s what I mean.”

“No, what do you mean? And who is he? Don’t act like you know who he is!

Girtia is losing her temper. Miu shushes Giltear.

“No, don’t do this, Guiltier. He’s a little crazy. You don’t want to get involved.

“Don’t stop me, Mieu! I can’t even enter the beauty pageant… I can’t accept it!”

“HAHAHAHA you’re a beautiful girl. Why don’t you grow a pair of dicks between your legs and come back later?”

“Suddenly sexually harassed?”

Zecca, on the other hand, has a belligerent gleam in her eye.

“Women do not have the right to participate. Men have the right to participate. Is that what you’re saying, Mr. Lyle?”

“Well… I guess you’re right.

What’s wrong, Zecca?

You… No way.”

What Lyle is saying is crazy. But on the contrary, it ignited Zecca’s gamer spirit.

“Giltear, Mew. I’ve always wanted to win this beauty pageant.”


Zecca is provocative and Lyle smiles at her spirit.

“You shouldn’t have done that, Zecca.”

“Yeah. Let’s make the most of the time we have in our lives.”

They try to stop him out of kindness. Now Zecca can’t stop them, not even her two friends.

“But you, Zecca. You’re a beautiful girl. Of course you can’t enter this beauty pageant. What do you think you’re going to do?”

“Obviously, we’ll call anyone who might be eligible.”

“Just so you know, [Smokejaw P] and [Donald Smile] are banned cards. Don’t call them, okay?”


“No, you’re right. You were going to traumatize a customer who came to see a pretty little guy for the rest of his life?

“What? I don’t care what happens to those people.

Don’t give me that serious look. You’re an ogre…

Zecca’s trump card is sealed. At this point, the heat has died down a bit, and I’m beginning to not care…

(I hate to lose like this…)

He’s a sore loser and now he calls out to Ogre.

Oga, who was already logged in, showed up about three minutes later.

Zecca and the others explain the situation to Oga, who shows up to see what’s going on.

And Oga’s response was .

“I don’t want to.”

The response was quite natural.

“Well, yeah.”

“I don’t like it – I’m a boy and I get this…”


But Zecca wasn’t convinced.

“Okay, Ogre. If you win, I’ll do whatever you say.”

“… What? No, I can’t do that. I’m not even a pretty girl… Right?

Auger looks to Lyle for help.

“Mm… Not bad. It’s good!”

He said we could go. Die for me, Ogre!”


Ooga is so terrified that he’s about to go insane.

“Oh, it’s my good friend Ogre!”

Then Cross heard the noise of Oga and came running over to him.


Cross runs up to you and smiles when he sees the [Bishojo Contest] sign.

“I see. So you’re going to participate in this, Oga. Then I’ll play too! Let’s see who can get the best score!

“No, wait. You’ve got to start questioning things a little more.”

“There is always an answer to everything in the world. Then don’t you dare question them. Oh, you’re the organizer? Of course, I can join you, can’t I?”

“Of course MomoMoMo!”


Lyle blushed when he saw Cross and held Cross’s hand excitedly. Cross’s face twitched a little as if his attitude was a little creepy.

“Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful! You’re as good as our saint! And you’re in elementary school? Foooooooo! Comrades! A new era has arrived! A new era!

“What? What? Huh?”

Lyle’s shouts are echoed by the members of the Order who are working in the back of the room. Cross is dragged into the middle of it.

And when the members of the Order saw the cross, they rejoiced. The beauty pageant was like a festival.

In the midst of all this, Cross’s loud voice echoes, as if he’s getting carried away by all the compliments on his looks.

“Huahahahaha!!! Ogre. The next battle between you and me will take place in this beauty pageant! Let’s end this!”

“I don’t want to…”

“Huh? Wait, Ogre… Are you running away? Then I win, right? Hahahahahahahahaha!


With a few words, he left the park.

“Oh, we should go home too.”


Zecca and the other three left.