Moto Sekai Ichi’i no Sub-chara Ikusei Nikki

About 40 minutes over there for one day?

No, no, no, I can't believe we're talking about this.

But that's what Winfield says, so it's not a mistake.

"Is there something behind it?

"If I borrow the words of the Great King, it will stagnate (...) hey"

Stagnation.

I don't know what that means, but I don't think it's such a horseshit story.

"Well, just think of it as a dream."

Winfield said something meaningful and winked.

Dreaming, huh? If you think about coming here asleep, it might be an exact expression.

But is this reality so clear that it doesn't seem like a dream, is it really a dream? What kind of dream would I wake up with? It bothers me. To the point where you want to go back and see what it feels like.

"Well then, let's do nothing and go to sleep. You can't even eat mess, can you?

"Second, second, sir!? Hey, hey, sleeping in front of everybody... I'm so good..."

"Second Lord, do something about this erotic spirit. I need to talk to you for a second."

Sylvia said as she glanced at the random red Winfield by mistake.

"Talk?"

"Hmm. I need you to tell us what you know about the Spirit you're after. Anyway, are you familiar with it?

"There you go."

"Again. Then please."

Sylvia shows her white teeth when she reads them. Cute.

Still, to us, huh? She will be kind and serious, but perhaps Eco will fall asleep in the middle of it, like an example, and Raz doesn't have to tell me because he knows it in the first place. That's why I'm going to end up teaching only Sylvia.

I kind of miss it. I thought you taught me how to use magic in the library of the Royal School of Magic.

At that time, Sylvia felt desperate to catch up, but now Sylvia has grown to eat from herself. He is worthy of teaching, now and in the past.

Ecology is a type that I want to think about carefully, so I guess it's only noise that explains that I'm a fag. I have to be brief, in one word or two.

It is Raz who is good at such ingenuity. The smart one is good at teaching people things.

So let's split up with Sylvia, Eco and Raz for an operation meeting.

"Whoops, Lord. I also want to talk to the Lord loosely."

Ah, Yahweh, there was also Yahweh. I always "repatriate" it, so I took it off my mind.

I can't help it. Hanko said "wait" during the operation meeting.

Angora, let me rent you two rooms.

"My second! Don't you think I'm a servant or something?

"I didn't. I didn't."

"The Great Spirit King! You see, the Spirit King! This Spirit King's Castle! Host people!? And guide me from my hands to my room! What an honor! My second doesn't know that!

Okay, okay.

I wouldn't take care of it if I told you myself.

"... hmm, okay. I won't say anything nasty about this Angora, a room for two. Give me one room per person, no, two rooms per person, no, three rooms per person -"

"There are three rooms! There's not much room left, is there? That's right, it's just you and Winfield in such a big castle."

"By the way, I didn't sleep in the castle."

"Seriously... I'm worried about one person here or the other."

"Don't look at me with pity!

Why did you build such a stupid castle without thinking about it...?

... ah, no, something, something, stop. I'm starting to feel like a great boomerang. Wow, watch out. I'm building a similar castle. It's also a stupid and spacious site.

"Well, I don't know how you feel either. I think it's a good castle."

"Yes, it will! Ha ha ha! You deserve more compliments!

"Amazing. All right, everybody! Choose a room of your choice! Auray!"

"Mmm, mmm! Choose!

Anyway, from the high-speed palm turn, the momentum deceives me and closes with a mysterious English. All right, I managed to get Sylvia and Raz to see it with their white eyes.

Angora was happy that we were using the room, and he was in a good mood while he was looking for it.

What an amazing castle. The word "gorgeous" is not enough. I don't even look like the Demon Castle a little bit, but if I say that, I feel bad again, so I kept quiet.

"By the way, you said you couldn't get a mess, but why? If it's so big, there's a dining room and a kitchen, right?

"Huhahaha! You don't know that, my second! Then I'll tell you!

…………

This feeling of getting on my feet and getting my mount right away gives me a good sense of why spirits hate me. Sometimes I'm aiming for it, sometimes I'm doing it naturally, so I don't know what to do.

"If the other person eats this food, they will be trapped physically and mentally."

Hee.

"The opposite is true. Spirits can't eat anything else."

Hee.

... hmm? No, wait.

"Then what should we eat?

I'm sure you won't be hungry.

"Why?"

"Reasonable."

Reason.

"The world has a reason. It would have been in my second world. The sun rises from the east and sinks to the west. When the light shines, the shadows appear. In summer, sweat sweats in the heat, and in winter, it freezes and trembles in the cold. In the other world, if you defeat a monster, you will gain experience, and if you lose HP, you will be invited by the Reaper. Every world has its course, and we live accordingly."

"Hmm, it's like a spiritual story, and it's like a natural story. Don't say funny things."

In games, it's only natural to act according to the rules.

Skill preparation time and cool time are rational when it comes to rational. We are struggling with that.

If you think so, the world is a game, and the game is a world. It depends on how you capture it.

"By the way, I shouldn't be sleepy. I can sleep if I want to."

"Really?"

What a convenience!

No, but Winfield said it would stagnate. It is too early to rejoice.

"Fuhaha! I can't eat a mess, I can't sleep, I'm as good as dead!

Angora is poking her fingers and stirring things up, but for me, it's the ideal environment for me before I'm reborn.

For me, who ate jelly twice a day, slept for a short time, and was doing a mevion like a dead man, it wasn't that convenient if my jelly and sleep were scraped.

Besides, I'm not complaining if I don't need to use the bathroom...

"... speaking of which, I don't even want to be a shombun."

"Hmm, we don't need to excrete. I can if I want to."

"What do you mean?"

Wonderful view of the world.

"Those in captivity are compelled to do so. If you're trapped that you have to excrete, you'll excrete. Anyone who learns that excretion is not necessary may not excrete."

"Can you decide for yourself?

"Spirits. Death spirits exist when they are imprisoned and stagnant. Some can resist, some cannot resist."

Wonderful. Well, that's how it works.

Winfield also said that she decided on her own gender. I wonder if you are free to eat, sleep, excrete, etc., because you can even decide your own gender.

"Okay, so let's start the operation meeting. I don't do anything."

Everyone takes the audio head where the room is set.

"Sakuragi!!

"Eco is a tactical meeting with Raz. I have a meeting with Sylvia."

"Cho!

"If we had taught you, yes. When I entrusted it to you, did you do it, Hecato?

"Yes, it is."

The strongest of the four great spirits, Hecato the Great Spirit of Water. This is the target of Eco.

If you knew what kind of spirits she was now, you might not lose to the impact of the first impression (...). In that sense, this tactical meeting is important.

"Lord, how can I stay here?

"I'll take you for a walk in the evening, so please be quiet until then."

"Yes! I'm an adult and I'm rubbing my pants."

When I told Hanko to "wait", he gave me a good reply that I rarely saw.

I see. I took a stroll through the spirit world at night. I'm looking forward to it.

Well...

Enter Sylvia's room by yourself and sit on the chair you left behind.

"So, Sylvia, what do you want to hear?

"Mmm, you just started. Wait a minute."

Sitting face-to-face with her desk, Sylvia turned her notes with a parallax and began examining the questions. Oh, this is what it says on the back of a sand dolphin. I'm as serious as ever.

"Well, first of all, I want to know what kind of spirits Bre Finics is. Is it the spirit of fire?

"Ah, the Spirit of Fire. But the color is blue."

"What...?

Sylvia looks suspicious.

Well, you're in a hurry. Because I absolutely love you.

"Bre Phoenix is a bird whose whole body is made of blue flames."

"... uhh"

Look, it's already eaten.

I thought you might like this kind of thing if you were a mild neurological patient.

"The performance is very peaky. And gambling is high."

"Pyukyu? What does that mean?

"Well, not when it's not good, but when it's good, it feels like it's a mess."

"I see. Well, I like that too. Besides, Second Master is also pretty good, isn't he?

Maybe.

No, I'm sure of it.

But you have to use it.

"By the way, what does gambling mean?

"Simple. One of his unique abilities has a four second buff, but it's a random 1.2x to 3.0x magnification. It's strong when you shake it up, but it's a shame when you shake it down."

Ah, only four seconds of enhanced skills. That sounds interesting. "

"It's funny. There are many more interesting elements... but this is a chase."

"Mh... well, I see. I'll be looking forward to it."

Sylvia looked as if she had heard of it, but seemed to have swallowed more questions.

Ah, yes. Okay, one more thing.

"By the way, from the moment I used this guy, all the color of fire attribute magic turned blue."

"What!? Is that true!?

"Eh, ah, ahh. It's true."

Didn't you like it?

"... Ka, that's so cool...!

Ah, that's right...

My expectation that I would like ~ seemed to have been well received.

Well, you can have fun after your mission.

"Hmm, that's right. Thank you, second lord."

Sylvia closed her notebook with Patan and thanked her with a smile.

I take a seat while replying to Tequito.

"Still, you're very familiar with it. Second Master knows everything."

Then Sylvia stood up and opened her mouth to retain me.

I felt like she wanted to talk, so I sat down in bed and replied.

"That's not true."

"No. Second Master, yes. He's a strange man who tells me everything and takes me everywhere. For me."

Sylvia sat next to me dying her cheeks red.

At dusk, the two of us are alone in a luxurious room in a large castle. As soon as I started to realize something, I suddenly felt a romantic atmosphere.

Sylvia seemed to think the same way, afraid to leave my weight behind, and said such a thing with an overwatch.

"Is this a dream?

Winfield said, "Think of it as a dream." Sylvia was listening, too, and she kept saying things to provoke me.

"You can go for a walk. You can wake up there. So... second lord. Would you let me dream...?

I wonder if she's doing her best. You seem very nervous.

... Sylvia seldom says this. You always prioritize my dreams.

But in this world, where a day is forty, if it's just one night, I guess that's what you thought.

She's a good woman. I really think so. It's a waste of time for me.

It doesn't mean it's convenient. I'm really in love. I've been in love many times since we met. I'm so in love with you.

"Sylvia"

I would like to convey it, but it is possible that it has not been conveyed.

I shoved her name down the bed.

All that remains is to show by action.