I’m an Adventurer! ~Musou Skill is Plane Magic~

Lie on your back with your hands extended toward the ceiling where you can see the thick, peeled beams of wood. Well, it won't arrive.

Slowly open and close your left and right palms. Somehow it feels uncomfortable, but it seems to be able to move as expected. It's only natural because it's my own hand, but that still means...

"(I guess this is" reborn "after all...

I thought so, niggling on my own little baby's hand.

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I was a designer working for a mid-sized game maker in Tokyo City Hall. Past form. Name… I don't care. It doesn't make any sense anymore.

Someone famous in Kansai (?) Born near the theme park, I grew up without any particular problems and graduated from the software department of the nearest electrical university. However, as a result of persisting gaming enthusiasts while in school, it was the company that went to the technical school for 2 years and joined the company after studying designers.

Although I specialize in 3DCG modeling, designers from mid-sized and small businesses came to know that it was convenient after about six months of joining the company. From creating 2D dot paintings (small images such as icons) to creating textures (image materials for texture representations to stick to 3DCG models), rigging (operating device settings to move 3DCG models as desired), motion, level design (3DCG field design), creating effects (special effects), etc., it was easy to name everything. Each of the major companies has a professional position, but due to the difficult circumstances of labor costs, I had to do all of it instead of concurrently in small and medium-sized enterprises. It's really tough.

That's why, in the second year of employment, there was a shift in my head, but because I couldn't get around to a good division of work, I had to work for four years.

In the meantime, the work that matured was two smartphone apps and one pussy job (subcontracting, perhaps a grandchild?). For some reason, I was evaluated, and from the next fiscal year I was entrusted with the chief.

A chief is a position where he/she must master the production work himself/herself while supervising his/her subordinates. I mean, super busy! However, it is a very unsuitable position because salary increases only by a few thousand yen. To be honest, I wanted to say no, but I felt irresponsible to throw out the work I had to do, so I finally took it as it was.

It turns out that the work from the fifth year became terribly hard.

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"I can't! Only four designers can do it in six months! Last time I used it, the world view and interface were completely different! There's hardly anything you can use around!

I'm hungry for the producer. I decided to create a sequel to my last smartphone app RPG. But the budget relationship (again!), and the development period was cut to 1/3 of the previous one. And this is a definitive matter.

If the delivery time is not extended, there is no alternative but the Mankai Tactics. Pull out members of other projects or order externally. That's what I was negotiating...

"You can't shake a sleeve without it, can you? What do you want me to do ~, hey ~? Look, I've become the chief, and now this is where my arms show up ~? Hey ~?"

I've been thinking about it for a long time, but this producer is freaking out at the end of the story! Looks like a big Kansai entertainer, T.S., with round glasses on his thin head with a round face, but even though he was born and raised in Tokyo's 23rd arrondissement, it's even more disgusting! I don't know why!

"No, I'm beyond the limits of what I can do with my arms! If you want to finish this amount of work by the deadline, you'll need 1.5 times more manpower!

This word was superfluous.

"Well, I'm working 1.5 times? I'll talk to the president about overtime. Nice to meet you. Good luck."

It was the moment my bonsai and New Year's holidays disappeared.

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Since then, I have few memories other than work.

My designers were talented, but they were all girls. I can't be that tough, and I can't let you work late. Above all, I don't want to be hated! I'm a man, too, and I don't want to lower the likelihood of girls! A man would know!

Inevitably, the load came back to me.

Stay at the office on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, otherwise you'll end up in an apartment you rented in Critical City. I leave Saturday morning for the first time, and when I have done all sorts of things, such as washing, I come back to work and stay there, and I go back on Sunday morning and sleep like I died all day. And Monday morning again.

After three months of living like this, I lost 8 kg of weight. I thought it might be a little bad, but the delivery date is approaching without asking questions. Nutritional drinks can only be done with one hand. The boss won't admit such a rude overtime! It's too black for this company!!

"I quit the company when I'm done with this job! Absolutely quit!"

I was screaming at a weekly pace, but I didn't think it was flagged.

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It was very quiet that day. Most employees have been on holiday since yesterday, and I was the only one in the company. It's getting a lot worse at night, and there's not a lot of noise from cars running down the street.

Dinner was finished at a convenience store lunch about an hour ago. An instant coffee of drowsiness brewed in a large stainless steel mug walks badly towards the desk sipping.

The work content is modeling work of 3DCG, who is a professional. Now, the moment you reach out to the mouse, let's continue.

There were no signs, no pulses.

A terrible pain in the chest. It's like being stabbed through and made a decision. Naturally, it is not actually stabbed anywhere and there is no bleeding. I squat with a lot of chest pain, but the momentum causes my chair to fall down and fall to the floor. I can't breathe in too much pain. I couldn't speak up, but my head was trying to calmly grasp the current situation.

Perhaps this is a myocardial infarction. If not treated quickly, it is a dangerous disease that can cause serious brain damage even if life is saved. How do you know that? My father's grandparents and my mother's uncle have died of this disease. "It may be susceptible to familial diseases. My father once told me, and I checked it out with concern. I was so scared because I was told it was bossy.

Oh, I don't suppose that was the flag? What are you doing, Dad?!

I'm alone at the company now. I can't expect rescue from others. I have to do it myself.

With that in mind, reach out to the charging phone on your desk. Only a few dozen cm is far away. I finally grabbed my phone with my sweat.

... but that was it.

It gets dark in front of you, and your consciousness gets distant. Falling into a dark world. Fortunately, you don't feel any pain. While I was feeling a loss of consciousness similar to sleep, I felt like I heard a bell in the distance.

"(Oh, it's New Year's Eve...

That's how it all ended for me. The running lights didn't turn.

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I remember very much when I was born. It was so painful and anxious that I felt like I was crying out loud. It must have been my mother who embraced me like that. I remember the soft feeling and the reassuring sweet smell.

However, your consciousness has been cloudy in the past few days, and your memories are fuzzy. Just now, my consciousness was finally clear, and I finally remembered the memories of my previous life.

There is no doubt about the previous life. I'm sorry I died before my parents did, but I think it's clear that I paid off that black company.

In the meantime, private folders on personal PCs are disguised and then hidden. If you don't know that, you won't be noticed.... no, right?

Oops, speaking of which, I haven't made any promises yet. This is a beauty of style, so we need to follow suit.

Keep your eyes lying on your back (pinching) and slowly open. And one word.

"... an unknown ceiling.

That's what I wanted to say, but it came out of my mouth.

"Ahhhhhhhhh ~"

It was.

I can't tighten it.