I made some random characters, they might have stuffed them.

"Finally, then, next week is a three-day woodland sleepover from Monday. Be sure to get your stuff ready and don't be late."

"" "" Eh… "" "

Our tension dropped on the events we were told in the home room.

Speaking of which, I can't believe they even made me stay with them last year, even though I remember two years of seniors gone at this time of year.

My teacher explained to me why I would be accommodating at this time of year, but what a long holiday Golden Week. It seems to mean focusing on my studies. He said it was only two years because it was a period of relaxation.

"I'm tired."

"Hey, buckle up."

"Cypress Mountain, in that case, will crumble after school every day until the summer vacation. If that's okay with you, you can skip it."

"Shh, are you serious!?

"Well, that's why you're seriously joining the sleepover. That concludes the homeroom. Go home as fast as you can without stopping."

I'll have to get my stuff ready when I get home. Are you taking the jersey, the writing equipment and the change of clothes for three days? After that, we should also have something that we can play with in the middle of the night appropriately... no, the others will bring it, okay?

Kosuke talked to me about going home with that in mind.

"Accommodation. It's hard not to be able to splurge for three days."

"But now you're on a quest in the kingdom of beasts?

"So-so. It's a quest to be able to use the transfer gates across countries, but it's pretty hard. I thought I'd finish it Saturday and Sunday and go back to Firth next week..."

"Why Firth? You don't have to come back."

"No, no, there is! This time Fine says he really wants some talking bird soup in the Beast Kingdom, so we've been dating, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"I blew it. Well, I don't mind."

The splendid house Mr. Brownie built for me in one day is too big for me to use alone. Later, when someone from the other players unlocked the clan system, Kosuke... it would be reasonable to make a clan with the lights and make it into a clan house. I haven't even peeked inside that house yet!

"Oh yeah, the birds at the bird soup store know each other well, don't they?

"Does that bird boil itself in a pot?

"Oh, I'm simmering myself"

"I know him for sure."

Those guys do it, too. It hasn't been that long since the nest, but I can't believe we're putting out a store that's going to talk about it... yeah, well, it has an impact. Mainly visually.

"Was the soup delicious?

"Whoa, that was so delicious! When I saw the bird simmering in the pan, I pulled the soup from the bowl myself!

It's a surreal sight.

A bird that sees the taste of soup with a simmering but serious look, a strange sight to remember now. How could I have produced such a strange ecosystem of birds... I hope it's safe compared to Bird Gar Happy.

"So, those birds were being tamed by Mr. Chiffon. We'll cross the master! Say something."

"Heh, Chiffon... I'm not the master of Chiffon, am I?

"Master, it's the birds that have moved, isn't it?

"Nevertheless... I guess if the skill level didn't matter, Chiffon would seem to be a better cook but they would call me Master..."

Unlike me, you'd be good at making sweets, and even if you weren't, your skill would be the same or better than your sister's. It's a little uncomfortable to be called a master by someone like that, and if you call a master when you meet again, you have to ask him to stop...

Then we chatted in the classroom for a while before heading home. I have a Spud on the way. My other classmates have been mixed up in conversations, but on second thought, those guys bought the body of that expensive VR machine, right? I'm glad I was lucky enough to get it on the sweepstakes, but I'm sure it was a hard and tough life. Every day I covet my buying and eating friends on my ass and also put up with new issues of comics and novels released and turn down entertainment... just imagine it's horrible. I can't believe they got the body and the software for free. It can't be hung the day they find out, we have to keep it a secret.

"Right now. Hmm?

Something smells so appetizing. Your mother hasn't come home yet, and your sister's cooking? Anyway, we're going to have a longer game today than usual. When I walked into my room, I stopped by the convenience store on my way home to get some coke lightly hydrated and just logged into the game.

(Ah, sir! You woke up)

"Hey Noctis. What can I do for you?

(Yes, actually, Mr. Brownie asked me to give him a message.)

"Mr. Brownie?

(Everything seems like the potatoes in the field haven't been harvested lately, and I think I want my husband to do something about it. Come on)

"A field..."

The field was made quite a while ago with a chicken runner's ranch. The ranch and the fields are managed by the old people of the town who are spared time, so I don't really go to see it, but it's just the right opportunity and I decided to check it out.

"Noctis, have you seen Lax yet?

(Yeah, I missed you. When I saw Lux, I thought to myself, but I was surprised if this would look different with the same bird garhappiness)

"Nah. I don't know yet because Lux just has a flashy feather color, but I guess Lux is mostly a bird-shaped crystal. With that said, Lax wouldn't be attacking Lux or anything...?

(Can't you just leave him alone?

"Oh well, that would have been nice. Lax liked to collect and eat sparkling things."

Lax and Lux came too when we were talking about that.

(Lux feathers are not eligible for preference, Master. I prefer a mystical jewel glow to nasty gold)

(Lax! Are you trying to tell me that's my nasty!

(Huh? Were you going to be classy with that gold hobby? Why don't you observe yourself in the mirror for once?

(Guru, let me tell you something! How about you?

(It was sparkling and wonderful. It looked very tasty)

(Oh well...)

Sounds like we're getting along.

(Because Arashara is a brother. Hey, it's time to get to the field in question)

"Which... this!?

I can't believe this is happening to the field... This has to be resolved as soon as possible, but I can't physically handle this.

The best way to solve this problem is to rely on other players. Ask me when Warhead logs in... No, I came up with a good thing. We have to get to work!