Kono Sekai ga Game da to, Ore dake ga Shitte Iru

As far as bathing is concerned, the other person must always wait in the stripper while one is in.

While in, two conditions were presented: to speak to the stripper every certain amount of time.

Uh, why do I need regular contact to take a bath, but I can't help it all.

I guess it's different if it's an item that adds underwater aptitude, but all underwater aptitude items are rare or limited time only.

Perhaps even that shark wouldn't have such an item.

Speaking of which, there were times when opinions were put out online that a duel in an underwater dungeon with underwater aptitude items might beat both low-level and shark.

but it should have been abandoned because there were no shark sightings in the underwater dungeons in the first place.

I think I used to say that sharks show up randomly to help players at any time other than demon king destruction, but when I think about it, I don't hear reports of them showing up in tall towers and sky cities other than underwater dungeons, and I probably quite prefer them.

... Could it have been easier if I had guided him well and fought in the bath?

But at that point, I didn't even really think about buying a house, and it would be a guy named Later Festival, more than I've already decided where to go.

Uh, if you're holding your head by yourself for failing,

"... Soma, are you there?

A burning apple voice popped into my ear.

"..."

The desperate reality escape is also vain, and in that voice I am again aware of what is going on.

I've been desperately thinking about something out of the ordinary since just now because the apple is in the bath.

Some of you may wonder what's wrong with that, but while you're aware that there are naked apples in a place with one door apart, you have to keep even hearing the water coming from the bathroom next to the clothes that the apples have taken off.

I don't know about the others, but it's not the kind of situation where I can flow flat.

"... soma?

Which one of you makes regular reports?

Don't even know my troubles, to the sound of an apple urging innocence,

"Oh, oh, there he is! He's definitely here!

I replied out loud,

"... n"

Listening to Apple's somewhere satisfactory response, I again held my head stronger than earlier.

After that hellish, extreme moment, we decided to go to bed early.

Of course it is my hope.

From day one this is considerate ahead, but I want to think I'll get used to it from here.

I'll see you tomorrow.

"... again"

We broke up in front of our room, and the apples went into the next room, which was made up of only hearts and pink ingredients, and I walked into my room with a retro TV and a phone, but a few minutes later,

"... so why is the apple here?

There was an apple in my room with a futon full of heartmarks.

Though I didn't lock up how many rooms, I didn't expect to be able to come in less than a few minutes after we broke up.

When I broke up in front of the room for a reason, I didn't say, "See you tomorrow."

I look at the apples in protest.

"... here"

Without moving, the apple unilaterally declares, trying to lie next to my bed.

Of course I stopped it.

"Hey, wait a minute!

You made a good decision about your room, didn't you?

How could that be... "

On the other hand, when Apple took my word for it without evil, he ran out of words.

"Soma, when I look away... don't"

"Stop saying things like ominous prophecies!

Uh, I'm going to shake my head.

One incident in the bathroom seems to have pushed the apple worry switch.

I can't even get out too harshly just for actions from good intentions.

"... I have no choice"

I throw the stuffed animal I left on my pillow.

"Pillow, you didn't bring it. Use it."

The gentleman may give up his bed here or something, but if he does that, he's going to be fully settled in.

I didn't have the nerve to sleep in my bed with him, so I was full of making that kind of concessions.

Apples stared at each other for about ten seconds plenty with the stuffed animal they received.

"... thanks"

So I lay it under my head, basically.

"That's about it, never mind"

After saying that like a conditional reflex, I was suddenly attacked by guilt.

I've been helped a lot by apples so much that this much is really gone.

By contrast, can I say that I am facing the apple properly and honestly?

Good thing apples don't have common sense, don't I hide too much about myself?

No, well, no way.

For the apple, not so much for myself.

The fact that I didn't reveal my identity to the apple kind of suddenly made me lag behind.

"... hey, apple"

I'm on the bed, the apples are under the bed.

We can't see each other's faces from the positional relationship, and even if not, the light source is just the moonlight that plugs through the window.

But the situation made me spin words I couldn't normally speak.

"Do you realize that I know things that normal people don't?

I haven't had an answer to that inquiry for a while.

I thought you might be asleep already, but eventually I got a response with a small voice.

"... somehow"

Somehow.

If you say it sounds like an apple, it sounds like an apple.

I laugh bitterly and keep talking.

"Have you ever thought about how I know that?

You know, wondering where knowledge comes from... "

So hang up the words and wait for the apple to respond.

If Ringo replied, "No," he was going to stop talking there.

Even though we don't care, it's not like we're forced to talk.

But if you answered "interested," I thought I could give you an explanation.

Whether this is the world of games or not, it means that I grew up in a very different, far away place.

But it wasn't either of them that Apple spoke at the end of a longer silence than just now.

"...... games?

With a small, unconfidential voice, but she did say so.

I called it the 'right answer' that no one should know.

"What, so, it...!

I'm confused.

The word 'game' itself would be found in this world as well.

But there are no advanced games in this world that use computers.

There can't be.

When it comes to gaming in this world, it should at best show a simple play that does not use machines or the like, and I would not normally assume that that would tie into knowledge.

Then, rather, as confused by my hypersensitive reaction, the apple starts explaining it interruptedly.

"... well, soma was there."

"Before? Before, when?

An apple answers a question like my chopped feather.

"Yesterday, Odd..."

But within the endless words,

- Jillillillillillillillillillillillilli!!

A shitty noise echoed into the room and cancelled her voice.

"Hey, what?!

I jumped out of bed reflexively.

- Jillillillillillillillillillillillilli!!

That sound, like an alarm of alarm, was heard from a black object, placed in the corner of the room.

Antiques that can already be described as relics of the Old Ages in the modern period of the entire VR season.

That, for sure, should have been a machine called 'Black Phone' or something.

(at a time like this, what a bad time)

I didn't think I could use it during the day, but would the reception be different?

I can't imagine a phone call coming at such a time to a place like this in the first place, but you can tell if you take it anyway.

Hello!

I called that out to someone across the phone with a frustrating voice.

"... ru"

I can hear a faint voice from the receiver that hit my ear.

But my voice is so small that I can't hear the words.

"What are you saying..."

"Do…………"

"Huh?"

The second word, too, could not be heard only at first.

But next.

The third word was clearly heard.

"I'll take care of you."

about the same time that the brain understands the word,

"It's hard to make. It's hard to make. It's hard to loosen. It's hard to loosen. It's hard to loosen.

I couldn't stand the sudden rush of words, and I let go of my receiver.

"What the..."

It was a line of words as if only malice had been boiled down.

creepy view of the black phone that fell to the ground, shortly after I snapped like that,

- Bang!!

Behind my back, there was a strong sound of something bursting.

I looked behind me reflexively, and I accidentally took a breath.

"Nah! Here, this..."

There was a bright red bill on the wall.

This stuff shouldn't have happened when I walked into the room.

When I thought why the hell..., once again, bang, the bursting sound.

"The bill..."

There was an increase.

A new bright red bill is engraved on the wall, as if the invisible man were moving forward as well.

- Bang! Bang! Bang!

Then the burst sounds continuously as the weir was cut off, rewarding its invisible walk of something.

The bills crawling around the wall seemed either mindless or nearer to me.

(Damn it! What the hell is going on?

I don't know why.

I don't know why, but I felt it was dangerous to be here anyway.

"Ringo, get here now..."

I felt instinctive fear, and when I almost told him to go outside,

- The, the, the, the.

A new noise echoes from side to side.

That, where it came from......

(TV!

There's a blurry shadowy thing on the TV screen that I'm not supposed to have seen doing anything before.

No, that doesn't end there.

-... but no.

I hear a creepy voice.

And from that TV screen, as if it spanned two and three dimensional walls, a woman with long hair crawled out and

- No, no, no!

He jumped right at me.

Too much, my body doesn't move.

"Soma!!

But the apple's sharp voice echoes in the darkness for a moment faster than his hands could reach me.

The flash dazzled the dark room and blew the woman who was approaching me.

It's an apple thunderstorm.

Oh, thank God.

To thank you with a slightly raised voice, the apple takes my arm without even a dust and tries to direct me to the exit of the room.

"And then, hurry...!

"No, but the guy just now..."

When I was about to say,

-... but... yes.

"Huh?"

From the TV, I heard something like noise again.

Looking back at it,

- I won't...!

I saw a long-haired woman who was supposed to have knocked me down earlier crawling at a tremendous rate towards this one.

"Hmm! You're lying!"

We rushed out of the room.

Close the door in no time.

"Now..."

I couldn't say that I managed to escape.

The knob is turned with intense momentum along with the messy noise of chatter, chatter.

"Ma, mazu!

One hair at a time, it was faster for me to jump at the door than the door would open from the other side.

Stopping the door from opening critically.

But the power to try to push the door open from the inside is strong and is unlikely to last long as it is.

"Ringo, the keys, please!

After unlocking all the rooms on the ground floor, the keys to the hall were left on the living room table.

To close this door, one of you has to go get it.

"... come on."

Apples at times like this can be relied upon.

I turned myself quickly without panicking or listening back to the instructions.

- but it doesn't smell, it doesn't!!

"Gu!"

An uninterrupted impact runs on the door.

Every time, my body is about to be bounced off.

But I'm desperate, too.

Put your back on the door and step on your feet with all your might.

- Open up, Roo! Open up!

A strong shock runs through the door with a horrible voice that echoes directly on the head.

As it is, the door itself is going to be broken before I do my best.

"Ringo! Not yet!?

I screamed unexpectedly.

Did you get that prayer,

"Soma, this!

An apple's voice cleaves the darkness.

I grabbed the brilliant things that flew in.

The key to the museum.

- I won't. No! Absolutely not!!

I plugged the key into the keyhole in case I wanted to block my ears to the resentful voices I could hear.

I scold my hand, which is about to tremble, and spin it in chatter.

The moment it was locked, I could see the pressure across the door diminishing in an instant.

voice and shock for a while, but eventually the momentum weakened,

- I won't. but sasa......

A few seconds later, the room became quiet.

(... done, or not)

I sit on the spot when I sloppy.

Said it was after I took a bath, but I sweated cold.

For a few seconds in the dark hallway, when I sat up and couldn't move,

"... dude, dude"

The apple that was only bringing out the stuffed animal with a tiny beak slapped me on the shoulder with a bump.

Unfortunately, the lights in the hallway are gone.

I don't particularly remember manipulating it, so I guess it is made to disappear naturally when time comes.

I would also like to consider it a nasty specification given the current situation, but refrain from pursuing it now.

"... lights"

cast the basic magic of light and produce a minimum of light.

There is only magic that anyone can use. The light is only bright enough to 'light the nails', but just having this is a lot different.

Don't be alarmed, Ringo.

Speak up, we're going down the hall.

I just had a bath thing.

I didn't mean to be distracted, but honestly, I was too aware that this was the 'cat ear cat' world.

The bath death trap is probably like an unintentional bug, but the bug is never the only thing bothering the player in 'Cat Ear Cat'.

Numerous beside annoying events with no weight at all, due to the overly playful nature of the 'Cat Ear Cat' staff.

I can tell you that's the second enemy in 'Cat Ear Cat', set up in a place of really bad character.

On a personal note, arranging the items requiring attention in "Cat Ear Cat" in order of hazard results in an order such as # 1 being a bug, # 2 being the malice of the producer, # 3 being an NPC, and # 4 being a monster.

I can also say that this time, knowing the poor bottomline of the producer of 'Cat Ear Cat', is my downfall that brought me to a height where there would be no danger at home and did not avoid visible mines such as television and telephones.

Nevertheless, I don't even think there's a terrible trick so far in all the rooms, no matter how much.

Looking back calmly, it felt like that was packed with a horror staple.

Perhaps the concept of the room just now is something like 'psychic phenomenon' or 'fear experience'.

The point is, I've pulled quite a bit off.

Exploration should also find a room with a particularly harmless concept.

Plus, it turns out that if you lock the key, the variation inside will fit.

Even if you have drawn a dangerous room, you will be able to avoid the worst as long as you have the keys.

(But that's a long time)

Would the spacing between the room and the room have been so open?

Or is there a strange sense of distance because you are going through the dark?

When I started to get anxious that way, I found a new door.

"We're going in?

and spoke, slowly turning the door knob, peeking inside.

(... that?

Inside, surprisingly, it was a normal room.

The size is about the same as the ghost room I had earlier, but there's nothing unusual about the furniture and walls, and it doesn't seem dangerous to me.

Compared to the other rooms, there is only minimal furniture, but I felt this was enough for sleeping.

(I guess the concept is' QUALITY '.

No, but a room like this, it wasn't like the first time I turned...)

Nevertheless, the room was not locked, and the electricity is on.

I'm pretty sure it's the room I explored once.

Was it too decent to impress me or something?

(Hmm. Will the judgment be put on hold for now)

Purely such a decent looking room is invaluable, and a closer look at this room might tell us what it is.

"First, let's see if this room is really safe"

I have trouble getting attacked when I'm asleep like before.

I searched the room with vigilance, but nothing particularly suspicious came out.

If I insist, to what extent do I feel like I have a lot of hardware to fasten my furniture?

"... well, I can't help thinking too much.

Shall we rest here for a moment, vigilant so that we can move as soon as something happens "

When I said it, the apple nodded and then looked at the ground next to the bed like it was trouble.

The apple futon is left in my room.

I said, I don't have the courage to open that room again to get the futon.

"So, you want to use this bed with me?

Fortunately, the beds in this room are quite spacious.

Sleep on the edges and ends, and each other's bodies will never touch each other.

Besides, if something like this happens again, it's not much of a distance between me and the apple.

So this is an irresistible measure.

Even while I was making excuses to myself for saying that, the apple was moving without hesitation.

As soon as I rushed over to the bed, I first secured Kuma's stuffed animal, which I had in my hand on the fittings beside the bed.

I turned the futon as it was and jumped into bed.

And I said, "Don't you want it?" He looks at me with his eyes. "

"Ah, oh. Yeah, right."

Besides, I'm going into bed from the other end of the apple.

I should have stopped as close to the edge as I could, but the apple accidentally formed around the middle, so just a little, my arms and arms touch.

Come to think of it, the only people in this big house are me and Apple, except for the locked room.

In this state, you can't be flat.

The heart strikes an early bell.

(Oh, shit! Quiet, my heart!

It's going to feel so awkward if this gets sprayed by apples.

I kept thinking, desperately quiet and quiet.

Did the wish make sense?

No, it wouldn't matter at all, but the anomaly happened the next moment.

- Suddenly, the heavens and the earth were reversed.

"To?"

Naturally, I wasn't prepared for anything, and I was thrown into the universe without the art of exchange.

"Guh!"

I fell about two meters, and with every futon I had, I hit the ground.

No, not on the ground.

(Is this the ceiling, or...?

The pattern on the ground looked just like the pattern on the ceiling I was looking at while calming my heart down, no, it was itself.

I saw overhead, where we had fallen, until just now, while helping wake up the apples that had fallen the same next door.

The ceiling is stuck with the bed we slept in until just now.

(Right!

distance from the next room, which was unnaturally open.

Fittings for fixing fittings mounted too thoughtfully so that you fear that the furniture will deviate.

And that fact that you should have explored it once, but didn't recognize it.

That means one thing.

(Was this the first room I found where all the furniture was stuck on the ceiling!

No, that's not exactly right.

This must be the 'room where the floor rotates 180 degrees every certain hour'.

This room probably rotates every certain hour with some trick to replace the floor and ceiling positions.

The first time I came, it was when the floor and ceiling positions were reversed, so when I came earlier, it was when the floor and ceiling positions had not been replaced in the 'room where all the furniture was sticking to the ceiling', so it seemed like a 'normal room where the furniture was just fixed to the floor' mechanism.

The space between the room and the room was slightly wider, probably to take the radius of rotation in this room.

We took more space than the rest of the room because of the rotating system.

"What a home, this is..."

Unexpectedly, stupidity spills.

I buy playfulness, but I also want you to think about the people who live inside some more and make a room.

Anyway, I can't rest in a room like this.

I...

"... Kuma"

and pulled an apple that uncluttered the stuffed beard that had secured it to the ceiling, leaving the room behind.

My next visit was to the apple room.

I can't get this hobby that's pink, but if it's just a girl hobby, I didn't have to manage to live...

"Hey, what!?

As soon as me and Apple sat down on a heart-shaped bed, it felt like the ground was moving again.

I thought it was spinning again, but the next spin was sideways.

The bed we sat on starts to circle around like a merry-go-land.

And at the same time, the lights in the room switch to tiny flashing pink, moody music from nowhere and the voices of women like "Amen" and "Ahem"......

"This place..."

There is no doubt about the concept of this room.

This, this doesn't have to be, Love......

"And we're leaving anyway!

This room is very poorly educated for apples!

I dared to pull the apple's hand and escape from the room.

And what we eventually arrived at was the closest room to the entrance.

No bed, nothing, it was just a living room.

I feel like I can't sleep in any room any more.

Then instead of having any equipment, I thought it best to sleep in this big room with no tricks whatsoever.

Again, the apples must have been tired too.

"Shall we sleep here today?"

Nor did she defy the suggestion that

Fortunately, the couch in this room was large and superior and large enough for a person to fall asleep alone.

Bring only the futon from the rotating room and the bright red wallpaper room and lie down on the sofa located across the street from the table, respectively.

Now it's time to say "good night," and close my eyes on each couch.

(Oh, shit!

I know nothing's supposed to happen here, but the nerves that have become hypersensitive are hard to heal.

Every time I heard something, I jumped up and couldn't sleep very well.

(Ha. I miss the stable...)

Now that I think about it, I don't know why I was complaining when I was sleeping over there.

There was enough room over there to make it a bunk and a warm futon.

Thanks to the moonlight, the starlight, my vision was good enough, and the threat I have to be alert to is about thieves at best.

It is as if it were a place of paradise.

(I was a lot of luxury then...)

Oh, my God, dunno, he slapped me on the shoulder.

Apparently, the apple isn't sleeping, and he's giving me a little bit of a fling.

(... at all)

I'm also honestly glad because I can't sleep at all, but if we deal with each other here, we'll be increasingly sleepless with each other.

I haunted my heart and decided to ignore it.

But......

- Tong, tong.

A little bit of apple, it's hard to finish.

I've been pretending to sleep for a long time, but that's getting hard too.

And finally,

- Tong, tong, tong.

My patience also reached its limit when the apple slapped my shoulder harder than just now.

"Hey, apple. It's time for you to put me to bed."

When I accidentally absurd my voice,

"... here I am, right?

From afar, apple voice.

(... Huh?

From the feel of my current voice, the apple is not moving from the couch across the street.

(So who just slapped me on the shoulder?

Chills run all over your body.

Something horrible is looking at me, trapped in such a hunch.

But if you don't look back, you don't know anything.

I have the courage to defeat my body on the other side.

Then there......

On the table where no one was supposed to be, there was' something '.

"Ah, ah..."

In the darkness, a shadow rises.

That form that is unlikely to be a person.

Thick, inappropriate hands and feet, which can even be described as alien.

Its yellow colour, which follows the whole body.

Definitely.

The identity of that shadow that rose in the darkness......

- I liked the apple and carried it, it was a stuffed beard.

"Ha..."

Breathe loudly.

I've often told you what a ghost looks like and what a dead tail flower is, but I don't have enough guts to seem scared of this stuff either.

"Damn, he threatens me."

I held up the stuffed animal as I fell asleep on the couch again, spilling such stupidity.

but I realize.

(That, wait.

I did leave this stuffed animal in a spinning room...)

The moment I came to that point, Tong, my arm was slapped again.

Naturally, there are no shadows around.

I thought no way. When I saw the stuffed animal in my hand, my mouth, which was supposed to laugh adorably, ripped wide open,

Are you all right?

"Ghaaaaaaaaaa!!

The night of terror continues...!