Kumo Desu ga, Nani ka?

Transfer complete.

It's been a long time since I've arrived at the Young Leaf Mansion on Earth.

Start the PC to check the date.

As calculated, December 24th Christmas Eve.

Keep the game up and running.

It's been a long time since I've logged in with a nostalgic bald jerk.

Even so, it's just been a long time since I've been subjective, and it's actually the first time anything's happened.

I came here today to attend an exclusive Christmas event for the game.

I thought I was going to stop coming. I was coming back here.

I don't know what it is, but I feel like I have to attend this event.

I guess D should do it, but he's not here right now.

... I don't think so, but you don't think I'm being manipulated by him, do you?

You think you're trying to make me do it instead because you can't?

No way.

You can't do as much as you want.

You can't, can you?

Well, fine.

Assuming that's the case, it's not particularly harmful.

I just play games.

If that's true, hey, no, I don't really care.

Yeah.

Let's not think about it.

Now let's enjoy the game purely.

Cahoot!

Nice bald jerk, as always!

Reluctant, strong, cool!

Complete solo crusade for event boss monsters in high tension.

Hmm.

This boss, Reid, had the difficulty of assuming that he would try it together.

I accidentally tried everything I could with an acceleration of my thoughts along the way.

I couldn't win because I didn't have a time limit, but it took me quite a while to defeat it.

By the way, this game, the boss room is managed separately for each party, so there's no way I'm occupying the boss for a long time.

Look at the chill clock.

Whew.

The date is different.

Merry Christmas Sue.

Hmm.

Shall I buy chicken and cake?

I have money.

I really have D's, but you can use something else.

Borrow his clothes, too.

They should be the same size.

That's why I cheek the chicken I bought at the convenience store.

The clerk made me look surprised because I couldn't open my eyes, but otherwise I bought it without any particular problems.

But there were a lot of people.

Because it's Christmas?

Christmas parties, drinks, I guess we're doing it all over there.

Mr. Leah Chung.

I felt I had to tell you somehow.

No, I don't care.

I'm not interested in romance or anything.

I'm God in the first place, so there's no point in having kids.

You're almost immortal, but you don't even make children.

Uh, but you're in love with black or God's sake, and you can't.

Love.

I don't understand.

I'd be happier if I ate and slept alone like this.

What are you saying about this?

Bereavement?