Blunt Type Ogre Girl’s Way to Live Streaming

The day I entered junior high school and turned 13.

The waking up on my birthday was full of terrible anxiety.

(... headache?)

The first discomfort I felt was so trivial.

My body isn't made as robust as Nana. My constitution, which can't exercise any more than an ordinary person, is weak enough to laugh at me when compared to an ordinary person.

That's why it was not uncommon to have a fever and fall, and I experienced more illnesses than most people do.

In addition, I have been staying up late every day because I have been taking too long to discuss the optimal chart of the Black and White RTA recently.

Therefore, there is also a great possibility of headaches coming from lack of sleep.

Still, I felt uncomfortable because the headache was a pain I had never experienced before. It was a sharp, ripped pain.

The heat of the human skin supported my body, which seemed to flutter due to the headache when I got up.

"...... Lin-chan? What's wrong?"

Nana said worriedly, gently supporting my back.

Since when has it been happening?

No, I've been up for a long time.

She hardly needs to go to bed.

I felt a soft heat from Nana's arm that was spun around my back. That was all, and the strange headache was cured.

"I have a little headache. It's healed now, so it's okay."

"... I can't. I'm still asleep today. I've been staying up too late lately."

You're being pulled down and forced to fall asleep.

Even though the pain was really healed, Nana didn't forgive me.

Your cheeks are swollen and you're pretending to be angry. No matter what you say, you won't shake your head vertically anymore. It is my fault for showing weak spots even once.

"... I can't help it." Let's relax today. "

Hmmm...

Recently, I stroked my head unexpectedly when I saw Nana smiling happily because she didn't care much.

I slept so much that I forgot that I had a headache, and it was definitely healed the next day, so I just rinsed it out as a cold.

The beginning of the end was definitely from this day.



And then again.

The peculiar headache struck me whimsically.

From the day I turned thirteen, I started at a monthly pace.

Gradually, the interval narrows, and by the time I'm 14, it's once a week.

By the time I was 15 years old, my headache was so frequent that I didn't know when it would strike me, and it was so severe that I felt a lot of stress just because I was alive.

When I was only 13 years old, when I was in bed for the third time due to a headache, sister Ron forced me to go for an examination.

As far as I was concerned, I didn't care so much about the pain. But she remembered Ron's impatient expression.

"It's kind of hard to say, but... to put it bluntly, the cause of my headache is overuse of my head. That's all it takes to keep concentrating and thinking. Especially in the case of Lynn, the contents of [Software] are special. You can think of it as a burden on your brain (hard), which is tens of thousands of times that of an ordinary person. Even if it's ten thousand times the burden, if you concentrate on thinking for one second, it's no different than if an adult has the same amount of fatigue to concentrate for three hours."

While scratching her head in frustration, Sister Ron said so and told me the cause of the headache.

"If it's not the same as the previous (...) example (...), your specs will continue to rise indefinitely." That's why you can laugh at the supercomputer with your nose. But your body isn't strong enough to withstand it. Like a dam breaking under too much pressure, there will come a time when your nerves will burn out somewhere. "

"... I see. Then we don't have much time."

"Let me hold it as long as I can, just twenty years old." Maybe we'll get to the limit in a couple of years. Even if the time comes, it won't be life-threatening... but it's better to think that your talent will burn and never come back. "

I felt something falling on my chest when I told Sister Ron that I had bitterly crushed her face.

"... thanks, Sister Ron." You've done a lot of research, haven't you? "

The roots of the hawkers, which follow from Heian. As the name suggests, the hawkbuilder is the name of the position that serves as the hawk, and it is said that the first generation "could hear the voice of the hawk".

There were countless sacrifices in the context of being bought for its peculiarity and given a surname, surviving many wars or panic, and continuing to thrive for more than 1000 years to this day.

Like Sister Ron said before, there must even have been someone with my talent. It should have been because I was there that I was able to spin history without falling apart in the division of the ages.

If there was a supercomputer in the Edo period, isn't that a silly advantage?

Even if there is no network, there is great value in being able to record and operate a vast amount of information in a country that has kept its history on paper with the existence of royalty.

I'm sure they've played their part and lost their talent young. When I think about it, it's kind of emotional.

"Seven years maximum, two years minimum." Fufu, if you set a limit, you'll be motivated. "

"... I thought you'd say that." Otherwise, it won't be Lynn. "

Sister Ron laughed in amazement at me.

There are so many things to do.

The aim is clear.

After that, how hard can I work before my talent dies? That was all I was talking about.



The headache got worse day by day.

I went to bed a lot of days because I couldn't stand the pain.

I stopped working and playing money games at an early stage. When I was 13 years old, I pulled my hands out of everything because I realized that headaches could not be treated.

No, to be precise, I got tired of money games before, so I didn't play them even if I didn't play them originally. Ever since I created a mechanism to make money on my own, I've only been using my hands for maintenance.

The frequency of the work was originally reduced. Mother... It was a good opportunity to quit because it was worse than the whole group.

I simply made too much money. Because my presence has grown too large from the perspective of the whole group, various problems have arisen in the power balance of the organization, so I was right to quickly escape.

Because the Hawksmith Group is a place controlled by my father and Brother Lan, and it's not where I belong.

In my spare time, I spent more time with Nana.

Because I realized that only when I was with Nana would I not have a headache.

Thanks to this, Nana was able to stay unnoticed until the end. If I show you that I'm not feeling well at all, I'll be worried, so it was just a pity.

I don't know why I didn't have any pain. Maybe it was that relaxing when I was with her, or maybe it was just that the pain was healed by intracerebral drugs.

I don't know why, but the only thing that matters is that we were happy together because we had more time to spend with Nana.

By this time, Nana seemed to have fun every day. Occasionally, I spent the rest of my time mixing with the lights.

Having said that, I have no time for idle time.

I used to just play games, take a nap, and go out in the mood of the day, but I don't have much time left.

I'm the only one who can do it now. I wanted to accomplish something that would go down in the history of the game, something called a feat.

There were two candidates.

Considering the chart on an annual basis, it is time to produce the ideal time that has been cut to the extreme with the achievement of 100% RTA of the black and white that is likely to bear fruit.

And the other is the culmination of being a gamer. To win at WGCS.

There are many things necessary to go to WGCS, but I can't wait for the black and white. The frequency of headaches was gradually increasing, and I knew that there would eventually be a time when I could not control it with Nana.

No matter how you calculate the black and white RTA, it will take more than three full days. At least, it was clear that she was physically challenged while still suffering from a headache.

As a result of the troubles, we decided to prioritize 100% RTA of black and white, which was completed just before the age of 15.

A strategy chart elaborated on an annual basis.

As Nana watches you for three days and three nights, skip meals and excretions while completing as many movies as you can.

By the time it was more than 60 hours, I was half unconscious, but I managed to achieve it and was exhausted.

This was my first live broadcast as a gamer.

Achievement of a large record in which the conventional record is repainted for nearly 20 hours.

It was still the fastest time in the world to shine in the neighborhood.

Although it is a result theory, it can be said that it was a fruitful RTA even though the participation in WGCS could be shortened by one year due to the worldwide popularity of this distribution.

The only remaining goal is to win the WGCS.

However, there was not much time left.

Up to five years. I don't know if it will last a year at the earliest.

How much can you achieve in a world of monsters and frightening professionals in such a short amount of time?

The profession of pro gamers is a bit of a pincer, but every gamer who appears on WGCS is full of monsters. To be at the top of the world is not so sweet.

I needed to sort out what I could do, what I needed to do, and what I wanted to give up in a limited amount of time.

But it's okay, because I have someone to support me.

As long as Nana stays next to me, I can do anything.

I really believed that at that time.

I believed that Nana and I could do anything.

But the world is too cruel.

We can't stay together forever.

That's right.

Nana's parents died on a snowy Christmas.