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

"... Yes. Admission fee 2000 E, I did receive it"

Lost in the power of the woman with the glasses that stuffed me, I paid a light admission fee to the library.

I think the price of 2000 E per person is the same as the price, but given the current holdings, it is not a huge burden.

Cheap shopping if you can get away from the pressure of this guy's gaze.

The woman with the glasses, apparently, was the librarian.

I felt like I was in the game too, but I didn't remember it because I didn't have much contact.

Anything, knowing that the entrance fee was 2000 E, Ena accidentally spilled it at the entrance,

"Ugh. Mr. Soma, that's sloppy..."

Apparently, the clerk ate the word.

Sasa but Train.

There is no longer anyone left to the right in their ability to pull extras.

... No, well, I deserve it.

By the way, it seems Mitsuki replaced the money for it, as Suthern had only 30E of all his property instead of the entrance fee.

Besides, as soon as I got into the hotel,

"Ugh, wow! Ho, there's plenty of books!

And he screamed, and he ran away somewhere by himself.

At least be quiet in the library.

Wasn't it a good idea to have been distracted thinking, for example,

"Did you listen properly to what I'm saying?

"Huh? Yes! Absolutely!"

I can speak to the secretary.

I returned that I was listening reflexively, but of course I couldn't have been listening.

A gaze strikes me, and a cold sweat falls from my forehead.

The secretary's voice goes even lower if it depends entirely on suspicion.

"You weren't thinking about anything else, were you?

"No way..."

I'm desperate to deny it, but Mami looked funny there, but she snapped from behind.

"Something like that, if you use teleportation techniques, you can steal library books all you want. - Think about it."

"Become!?

Maybe he just joked and said that.

But the words just got me cocky.

I can't really listen to it, even if I think it's my usual light mouth and try to flush it.

"... correct me"

"What?"

I get irritated by Maki.

I didn't hide my anger, I looked back at Maki.

"Mr. Soma!? Oh, calm down...!

I stand in front of Mayuki, pushing Ena in the face.

Maki and I have quite a difference in height.

I stared down at Maki.

"Uh... soma?

The fright mixes with the voice of Maki.

Still, my anger didn't subside.

Whatever it takes, there's something good to say and bad to say.

"All you can steal library books with teleport moves? You're kidding me!

"Oh... oh, my..."

Maki almost said something absurd, but I can't hear it.

You know, this is the library, there's a clerk behind it, and that kind of thing disappeared out of my head.

Screaming, as if to hit Maki with the overflowing passion intact.

"- How hard do I think we 'cat ear cat' players have had to figure out how to steal a book here!!

"I'm sorry...... Huh?

For some reason, I asked Mamiki, who was pompous, to say even more.

"Skills and magic are unusable in this library, and mirrors are unusable!

Then there's no point in trying to sneak it in, because the theft verdict is at the entrance to the library, and the book here doesn't go into storage items!

Still! Still, my ancestors figured out that there must still be a way, and I finally knitted "Earthdragon-style Metastases" and "Instant Foot Dash"!

In the first place, we came all the way here... "

My words are getting exciting.

But it was caused to be abruptly interrupted by a voice that echoed from behind.

"- May I hear more about that story?"

My hands were placed on my shoulders from behind with a frozen voice, and I looked back.

"You may take the current dialogue, the confession of theft against our library, or as a teaser"

I couldn't help but notice that I had the glasses of an angry scribe who could kill anyone stabbing him in the back.

(Shit. This guy is so mad...!

A polite questionable statement if you look only at the words, but the conclusive tone is the proof of that.

Not half the pressure to soak up.

Is this someone who can work Aura?

I don't think Leila and I are that different in age, but the atmosphere we have is completely different.

Under pressure I've never experienced before, I'm unlikely to be able to fight it.

Seeing my people for help.

Mitsuki, who had her eyes at the beginning, was faceless, but she sleeps with Petan whenever her cat ear says, "I shouldn't..."

Very unlikely to help me.

…………

"Mr. Soma......"

The two apples and ena look at me with a very pathetic eye, like watching a star player with a scandal.

My heart was shattered plain, and asking these two for help feels kind of useless as a person.

And finally, Layla stood behind the clerk with Death Bringer in her hand at some point, with her pretty neck around her.

I wondered what the hell you were doing to me, and that mouth moves without a voice.

"Shall we do it?

At the same time, the motion of beheading with knives.

You're gonna take my spine. - I'm freaking out.

Something was suddenly recurring Yandere.

(Don't do it! Because you can't!

When I shake my head desperately for the safety of the clerk,

"Are you seriously willing to listen to people?

The clerk who saw it more and more makes the look on my face and also increases Leila's willingness to kill when she sees it.

The worst combination had been established here.

As a result,

"- That's why. Do you understand?

"... Yes"

I started hearing dozens of novels from the angry trembling scribe, and for about a few minutes now I was just a doll that kept shaking my head vertically.

Looking at me like that, the clerk lifts his glasses in a grumpy manner.

"It just seems like a reply would be nice, but I can't believe what they say with their mouths.

Would you like me to write a piece to keep that reflection in shape? "

"Ugh. Reflections, is it?

I didn't know they would write such things this year.

When I asked him with a bitter face, the clerk shook his head beside him unexpectedly.

"No, I won't demand that much.

You won't forget if you leave something in the form of a simple object. "

"Ha..."

Is it a guy called Memoir?

When I nodded, the secretary offered me a little thick paper from inside the bag.

"... right. Write your name on this."

"Name, is that all you need?

"I don't mind if you see sincerity there"

Say hard things.

In the meantime, at the top, write "Soma Sagara" as carefully as you can...

"I won't talk to you."

I was cut to a word and thrown away.

"Hey, why? Normally......"

When I said so, I was jealous.

"I thought I told you to show me your sincerity.

And yet, I didn't know you'd write a letter so small in the corner, and so unpleasant.

Is your mind of reflection to this extent?

I didn't get the feeling of rebellion when I was told, but I thought a little, and on the next piece of paper I was given again, now I wrote my name in big, kanji.

Ask for the secretary's face.

"... well, fine.

Next up is a reflection, right? One sentence is fine, so please write here that you will never trespass again. "

"Yes."

Well, this won't help.

I just put my pen close to the paper to get it done.

- No, wait.

The clerk restrained my hand.

"You will also have something called an outside audience.

I want you to reflect too, but I don't even want you to lose your reputation.

Let's write a little euphemism here. "

"To euphemism, is it?

Is it possible to describe trespassing around?

When I look at expectations,

"The point is that I bothered the library.

And I just hope it shows the will not to repeat it again.

With all its requirements, the ideal text is… "

The clerk pushed up his glasses with his index finger and posed to think.

And when he opens his eyes behind his glasses, he says confidently, pointing at me bish.

"'It'll be hard, but good luck with your work! I'm here for you!' Right!

".................. ha"

I don't know the reason, but they will.

Well, if the person says that's okay, I guess it's okay.

That's what I wrote.

"On second thought, you may not know who it is just by name.

Before the name, could you add 'The Submerged Prince'?

I'll write as they say, even though I've named myself a submerged prince.

While I look at it and narrow my eyes, I can't stop demanding her.

"If you wrote that far, you should also write the destination.

'To the Royal Library' on the name and... Oh, no, it's strange to write to the library, so why don't we keep it there 'To the Sailier' "

"Saelier?"

"It's my name. It would be easier to understand if it were addressed to individuals, so I'll lend you my name unwillingly.

However, you can't get the feeling of reflection in a callout.

Try turning this place into "To Saelier."

"Oh, Saelier...... honey?

"Something?

Are you complaining, Kola, I lost that gaze and I ran the pen silently.

But still, the eyes behind the glasses were not satisfied.

"Much better, but I still don't feel sincere about this.

Finally, may I add, with love?

Oh, you might want to mark your heart anyway "

"Ha... Well, fine."

For me for accepting Saelier, I no longer have anything to throw away.

Further adding, the secretary, Toto Saelier, and Toto Saelier nodded satisfactorily.

By the way, this is generally the case with the completion diagram.

"To Saelier.

It will be hard, but good luck with your work!

I'm here for you!

From the submerged prince Sora Shinobu.

With Love (Heart) "

Kind of looks like something different from a memoir.

Or, yeah.

If you look closely at this paper......

It's called size, it's called thickness, it feels just like the signature colored paper (...) I call it in modern times, but is it a coincidence?

When I'm twisting my neck,

"Then I'll keep the paper"

Make sure the colored paper snaps from my hand and they take it away.

When Mr. Saelier quickly covered the colored paper with a plastic object and processed it nicely, he held it up as he could and spilled a less outward-looking grin, "hehe".

"Oh, um..."

When I spoke, Mr. Sellier let the colored paper out of his body like a hack, and still stuck it in his bag in a agile motion,

"Well, I did receive it,"

They decided that there was no act until just now, and they answered that in an administrative tone only.

Look at that, maybe it's usually a place of embarrassment.

(Good. This guy is also a proper 'cat ear cat' resident)

Around the feeling of insecurity I don't know, maybe I was just a little bit too, poisoned by 'cat ear cat'.

The fellows who were watching our exchange far-flung behind us seem relieved, and they all have a smile close to a bitter laugh.

That Layla also had a pale smile with a Death Bringer, and enjoyed that mouth so that she could see me,

"Do it, do it, do it!

And move it... and you can't do it. That's!

I sent my eyes to Mitsuki to strangle Leila with wings.

(Ha, let go! You can't kill that woman with this!

(That's why I'm stopping it. Chill your head a little)

(Oh, before that woman fools me, I and I have to stop!

Oh, kill him, and I'm gonna die, too, in a single-family house with soma and a garden, with no money, but a life full of love, nursed by my grandchildren the same day that soma did!

(Aren't you willing to live long!

Besides, I already have the mansion and the money. In view of the current situation, that setting is too impossible.

Please calm down a lot!

Saelier has asked in an irrefutable and serious tone, not knowing that there is a battle going on right behind him with his life and death, etc.

"I've been wondering for a long time now..."

Saelier walked past me as I said it, and behind it stood in front of the inviting Sphinx, who was preached but kept praying that I wouldn't find him, slamming the statue with a pomp.

Apparently, they were noticed at the same time.

"What the hell is this? When I came here before, there shouldn't have been..."

"It's..."

Stuck in words about what I said.

Getting this far and deceiving seems quite difficult.

But speaking honestly also, and lost, Maki stopped by.

"It's not like I'm gonna do anything wrong, is it okay?

Because even if you hide it, if this guy follows you, it's the same. "

"... well, so is that"

If you think about it, you just open the door to the basement, and you won't have a problem telling me.

Looking at what just happened, it doesn't seem like it's a solid thing at all.

Maybe if we talk about the situation properly, they'll even miss it.

Whether it was rare or not, I looked around Invitational Sphinx and looked at the seriers, who sometimes touched the peppers, and I was ready.

Sigh and speak to Mr. Saelier.

"Okay. I'll tell you what's going on.

... I just want you to promise me one thing before you do. "

"What is it?

I excite myself and tell myself that this is important, even though I'm about to be frightened by the cold gaze of Saelier, who only pointed his neck at this one.

"That Sphinx is activated by taking a small judgment in your hand.

Never touch just there, as moving without preparation is a hassle.

... Um, Mr. Saelier?

Somehow, as soon as I said that, Mr. Sailier stopped moving.

And......

"Um, a little something I'd like you to see..."

"Yes?"

She then slowly looks back at this one in an irresistible motion like a machine she forgot to oil.

At first I was suspicious, but I saw that figure, no, something gold I wanted to flatten, held in her hand to be exact, and my face was equally frightened.

"Mr. Saelier, no way, it..."

In my words, the gaze of everyone on the spot gathered on an object that I could only think of as a small judgment, no matter what Mr. Saelier and Mr. Saelier held in their hands.

Even in that gaze, Mr. Saelier showed a laugh that could be described as invincible, without flinching at all.

"-Hi."

"What?"

He fell to the ground smiling, wondering if he had raised a voice like that of a small animal that had been abruptly cornered.

It was full of falls until stunning, like a threaded doll or a fused flying machine.

"Oh, hey, Mr. Saelier!?

When you rush over and wake up to help,

"Kee, are you fainting?

Mr. Saelier was completely unconscious.

...... yeah.

Apparently, the only thing that seemed fine was the appearance, which in fact, combined with withstanding the pressure from around me, made me skip consciousness.

I'd say it's unimportant and most importantly, but the problem is behind her falling.

"What's wrong with this..."

Next to me holding Mr. Saelier's body, in the wide tummy of the moving Invitational Sphinx, came a question I had never even seen and an input form for an answer.