I woke up in the morning.
"Ka... ka..."
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Kengo slept with his big mouth open just ahead of me when I opened my eyes.
No, that's not why I'm sleeping in the same bet.
Another bunch of guys slept right around the corner the day after the middle and high school division duel tournament, but that's not what's happening this time.
"Huh... uh..."
In the meantime I woke up my own body rolling on the floor and stretched out my back big.
My body hurts a little because I didn't sleep properly.
This happened because of Kengo.
"... Damn. Don't fuck with Suyasuya."
I turned to Kengo as I gently relaxed my hardened body.
Kengo sleeps feeling comfortable while holding a helicopter.
It was really hard yesterday.
Naturally, the tournament was difficult, but there was a lot going on after that.
After winning the duel, I ended the awards ceremony with a cheer coming down from the audience.
And as the winner of the duel general division, I got a fair amount of prize money (in Earthly's currency, of course. By the way, it was three months' worth of food vouchers in the middle and high school departments. Take it, it's subtly sequoi), I tried to go to the inn to rest my body, which became a mess.
But Kengo said he wanted to talk to me, so he came to the inn where he was taking his rest.
"Shin... hey, you're getting better... really"
"Sort of."
That's where Kengo made me do my best.
At first, he tried to get me to drink too, but Kengo reluctantly asked me to "then just give him a break" when he showed that I would never drink.
I don't like drinking, but you can do it if you want.
I hold a liquor bottle and pour the contents of it into Kengo's toy.
Doing that, I'm hammering Kengo's story.
"I can't believe Singh beat me... I couldn't even imagine it until a while ago"
"You won once in the meantime. It's not even that smug."
"No, no, you're not really how you were when you were... well, it's a subtle place to say if you're serious, because you're still in a state of limitations on your abilities."
Kengo is certainly right.
The last duel I beat this guy had a limit called one-shot battle/skill use nashi, and this time I fought with a limit called xenical limit ant.
Even though we fought for real within that limitation, it doesn't mean we both ran out of 100 percent power.
If Kengo and I did it without any restrictions, who would win?
"That's 97 wins and 2 loses... ok, you're still me winning over"
"You remember... how many times you beat me..."
"What, you didn't remember Singh better?
"I wouldn't bother counting those things."
Whatever the number of times I win, I don't want to remember the number of times I lose.
When I was an attacker, it was no longer black history that challenged Kengo into battle and kept coming back.
"What will you do, Sin? You have to win at least 95 more times to beat me, right?
"That's why I don't care. I live now, not back in the day."
No matter how much you lose in the past, the fact that you beat Kengo today is heavier.
So I snorted "Ha" with the most spare look possible.
"With that attitude, you find out you care about losing to me, don't you?
"... Shut up. I don't give a shit about that. If you keep talking about it any longer, I won't take it anymore."
"Uh, okay, okay... that's what I'll leave you to do. You're still not cute when you win or lose."
"I just get goosebumps even if they think you're cute"
"Different."
We had that conversation, and in anticipation of Kengo drinking gleefully, I pour the liquor into the pee.
I denied it in words, but I only care a little about how much I lost to Kengo.
But I don't want to affirm that and stir this guy up.
"Then change the subject... I don't know..."
"... or didn't Kengo call you to your room because he needed me?
"There's nothing you can do for me. I just thought I'd take it slow to talk to you once in a while."
"... Phew."
I asked him why he called me now, but that didn't matter.
Well, it's not a bad idea to Kengo a story that just doesn't seem like anything this way.
I haven't had much of a chance to talk to this guy since I came to Earth.
"Okay. Then I'll hang out with you today."
"Oops, Amongst other things. Then take a sip or so with that knoll."
"No booze."
"Gu..."
Kengo wants me to drink if there's a gap.
What does Kengo get out of my drinking?
You just drink less of your own.
"When you're like this, it's only when you're drunk together that you're a douchebag, huh?
"Don't try to get drunk on minors. The officer's gonna get you."
"Heh! Lord Poly won't come to Earth!... if it comes, it's one of ours."
"Well, I guess so"
Restrictions on drinking in Earth are ambiguous.
Is it more correct to say that the line between adults and children is itself ambiguous?
Earth's ethics are loose compared to Earth's, because some parts of it don't seem to turn without treating children as adults.
Whatever.
Where I've been drinking here, I don't get any punishment in Earth.
For once, the manual distributed by the school basically states that you should act consciously of the Earth compliant law, so if Dr. Hayakawa or something finds out, it's out.
"... yeah, we're just gonna have to make the rules for ourselves... we shouldn't do anything else to Ate"
As I was sorting out the drinking thing in my head, Kengo sighed and began to look away.
"... hey, Sin"
"What?
"Do you think there's a clearance here?
"... what? What? Suddenly."
I'm not sure what the question means.
By clear, you mean clear a game or something like that?
What kind of stories have you been asking me about that?
A mystery.
"Just answer me. What do you think?"
"Right... for example, somewhere in Earth, there's like a lass boss, and I don't think there's any clearance in that sense if we take him down, we'll have an ending."
"... well. I'm relieved to hear that."
That doesn't make sense.
Why are you so relieved by the answer now?
What the hell is Kengo thinking with his drunk head?
"I agree. There's no such thing as a lass boss on earth. The ending doesn't exist. Just like Earth, nothing will come of the end until the people who live in Earth perish, or until this star perishes..."
"Should?"
"You know a little bit about it, don't you? About" Yugdrasil Post-Attack Ending Theory ""
"... oh, that"
In the new VRMMORPG, Cross Chronicle Online, attacking 100 underground layers of the underground labyrinth Yugdrasil was listed as a clear goal.
MMORPG, so the truth is that clearing doesn't end with that, it's only a delimited positioning.
But this world is not a game.
There's no way we can figure out what would happen if we made that kind of clearance in this world.
There are rumors that "if you attack the underground labyrinth up to 100 levels, the Earthlings" players "will disappear from the earth".
There's no such thing as certainty in this, but it seems that there are still occasional people who believe this rumor.
And I rarely hear stories of labyrinth attacks by adults being abandoned because of those people.
I don't know what's true.
"Attack the labyrinth to rescue God. That is the mission and purpose imposed on the Earthlings" players]. So it was argued that after that mission, God had nothing to do with us, so we would be forced to return to Earth. "
The gods are calling the souls of the otherworlds as beings who save themselves, causing them to carry out an attack of the underground labyrinth in a vessel located in Earth.
If we sort out the information on the Cloclock homepage and the inheritance in Earth that we don't have right now, these kinds of results can guide us?
Well, in addition to such theories of "God called relief from different worlds," various considerations may have been made about why we came to Earth, such as the theory that "some alien (abilist) created a world called Earth by alien (ability)", the theory that "Earth is an experimental site for new VR technologies that the country was secretly developing, and there is no such thing as an alien world", and the theory that "someone created a path to different worlds to strengthen us aliens".
I don't know which one is correct, or maybe they are all incorrect and have another answer.
In the first place, I don't care which one is right for me.
These are things that great scholars and other people argue about.
It was actually a VR! I'd like to say a word to the theory.
Only that theory isn't supported by the guys who actually came to Earth, and neither am I.
"Sin has spoken directly to God, hasn't he? Haven't you ever heard what's going on around here?
"... Who told you about that?
And so Kengo asked me an unexpected question.
I can only see God. I've only told school officials, and I think they were listening to me in half because of the thinness of my reaction.
"Normally taught by Margnan. That's why I'm in quite a position as an Earthlings player, and I know you very well. Oh, but don't worry, no one knows this story."
"Really?
"I can't help but snack."
Good for you.
If this story was a snack, I would secretly say from around me, "That kid can talk to God." Kisanayi "or" Radio wave "might be certified by you.
There will be no problem if only the guy who listens to me properly and seriously knows.
"... or then why aren't you trying to root and dig leaves about God from me?
"You often say you don't sneak up on a god you don't touch, do you? As a matter of fact, it was controversial between us that you and God could meet each other, but you didn't know what to do with them."
... Well, I'm sure you do.
You can never have a hema that pisses off a being without a clap of God, and it wouldn't have happened if it had been sprayed with some impossible challenge.
Then it's not surprising that for now, I kept communicating with God to the minimum necessary, so that if anything happened, it would be done with a very small number of damages, including mine.
You wanted to pierce as much non-interference as possible, considering the horrors of the possibility of making them enemies rather than allies.
It can also be referred to as manipulation.
"But then you shouldn't have told me, should you? You know, I might just call this conversation a polo for God's sake?
I never knew before, but it would mean that the Earthlings "players" were intentionally through God.
If God finds out about it, maybe he'll get angry.
I feel the weight is too small to be an angry god for this, and I feel too human odor.
"That's the time. If that makes God angry, cry around the Dragon King and ask for help. I wasn't convinced by the way I tried to hold Singh responsible."
Whoa.
That's a very appropriate answer.
Well, it might be possible for the Dragon King to rule God's wrath, and even if I say God in the first place, I'm allergic, so I don't feel like I really need to worry about being angry or anything like that.
"And as far as I'm concerned... if there's a guy named God, why don't you just talk to him?"
When Kengo said that, he drank the liquor up glitchy and showed me the contents of the empty toy.
"In the meantime, I'll even ask the next time I see God if there's any such thing as game clearance"
So while I was drinking, I told Kengo the conclusion of the story so far.
"Do that."
God directly around here...... ask Cross and you'll see.
If I ever get a chance to see him again, it's not bad enough to make sure it's true or false.
I don't know if Cross will tell the truth though.
"Well... then it's time to talk about the real deal"
"The real deal? Did that happen?
"Whoa, I said there was nothing I could do for you earlier, but it actually happened. The one who called you here."
You saw a paragraph in the story, and Kengo changed the atmosphere and stared at me.
What the hell is the point of speaking with a serious look on your face?
I gobble my throat and gaze at Kengo with a strange attitude.
"- I thought it was just Phil, but you're too jealous you're making a lot of cute girls peel off, Conoyaloo."
"Don't say that with a serial face, silly Yarrow"
Kengo's story was not serial at all.
"When did you become hot? Share it with me."
"I can't divide it. No, it's not a matter of splitting or not splitting, but we can't split it anyway."
"What the fuck, asshole! I don't know who raised you this far!
"At least I don't remember you raising me."
This is how we started talking silly, and then we stayed up all night at this rate.
And there was the tiredness of the tournament. We worked hard in the middle of the conversation, and at some point we fell asleep.
After all, yesterday Kengo just seemed to want to talk to me and no other love.
I still sighed softly on the floor watching Dachi snoring and sleeping with feelings like "jerking off".