My Reality is a Romance Game

"Oh! Yah!"

".........."

Why did she go here again? What did I make wrong? I should have answered the call and kept her in good mood. And I guess the mission clear window had already come out. But why is she suddenly standing like a symbol of dead ending laughing in front of her? Someone please, please explain.

Huh? Laughing? Certainly, in the future, I saw an angry face that didn't seem to laugh. It was like an ambassador who came to convict. But now it is different. Smiling brightly. While having a refreshing atmosphere.

"You .... why are you here?"

`` When I came to such a place, do you ask such a boring question? ''

Her expression that looks like moonlight is distorted. I was in a hurry and changed the story.

`` Since I told you on the phone that I was in danger of death, did you appear to try to watch that moment live? ''

`` Roughly correct! ''

"Yes, that's fortunate if it didn't come directly to killing."

"So where is the danger of death? If it's a lie, can I make that crisis?"

I was angry at not answering the phone before [Road] and really made a crisis of death.

Speaking of which, when she appeared now, there was a time difference from before [loading]. Because they were angry in the previous world, or because they appeared earlier than they were now, the organization members couldn't light them and rolled their tails.

But now he appears after grabbing and mopping behind organ traffickers, tortured, and lit his house. The mission was not affected.

Did she say that she was so boring that she came to see me in a crisis of death? Hahahaha. Damn.

As his head hurts and is shivering his temples, Mr. Hikami, who was staring at the sky next to him, suddenly lowered his head and greeted himself, as if he suddenly remembered something. Was. I opened my eyes wide, surprised at the fact that they were acquaintances.

"Young lady! What is it for here?"

"Hmm? Oh, you're the solver? What are you doing here ...?"

"A little!"

I was amazed and got into the conversation between the two. Then two women look at me at the same time. Kusora blocked my words, right? With that expression, Mr. Hikami's expression did not change. However, I dared to ask Kusaku's expression without hesitation.

`` Solutionist? ''

"Uncle, maybe you didn't want to live anymore? I mentioned earlier, I hate those who don't know the status ..."

`` No, why, why? ''

"You're the solver because you're a solver? Uncle really died ..."

"Why am I an uncle? Not Hasegawa-san, why? I'm younger than her!"

"What's that?"

She glanced at her eyebrows that she was interrupted three times and looked up at me. It may not be an optical illusion that the guards' hands, standing behind her with a shy sign, moved slightly.

`` Well, why is it that my life was interrupted and my story just for that reason? Puhahahaha is interesting! ''

She continued to laugh with herself while saying so. What is so interesting. I asked a serious question.

"Oh, I laugh too much and I have a stomach ache. It's been a long time.

"I want you to do it."

I said dignifiedly in a face that I was not convinced. Then Kuzora lightly frowns.

"I'm an uncle, so I'm an uncle. I don't need any other words. If I say so, I'm so."

It's a definite word. I can't understand at all, but I can't do anything. Because Kuzora insists. I decided to shut my mouth around here, because I shouldn't be offended. Then Hikami asks Kusora.

`` Lady, do you know my brother? ''

Mr. Hikami, who had heard that he could not understand the conversation at the moment, asked and asked, Kuzora nodded.

"Hey? Little brother? Solver, since when did you have such a little brother?"

"Ah! Did you know Ryo, not your brother?"

`` Ryo-kun? ''

She shook her hand from side to side in the air, surprised by her saying. And somehow correct the words.

`` No, so ... do you know Mr. Hasegawa? ''

Mr. Hikami was a series of chaos alone. The name was not stable and was panicked. Moreover, I was surprised when the name below was called by you. Indeed, the effect of his dead brother is enormous. Up to how important my brother was ...

However, I got goose bumps because the expression of Kusuku was a little strange at this moment. To be precise, when Mr. Hikami called my name. He bit his lips casually, frowning. And the eyebrows are about to rise.

I don't know what I don't like, but it's ridiculous to offend her. So I started talking about changing the topic.

"By the way, what is the relationship between the two?"

Then, Kuzora said, pointing to the wand on which her sword was sleeping.

"Occasionally I'll do it because I have the ability. Well, most of it is from Grandpa. I don't want to go for such a boring thing, but I can't help but not work."

What's your request? And what is your job? There's a lot to ask, but I pushed my words back into my throat again. It sounds like there is nothing good to ask. Furthermore, when I saw the word boring, I was about to fly if I asked for something weird. I have to keep my words. Life is connected, you are old.

"Oh, well, that's good. By the way, what should I do? The crisis of life has already been resolved."

Then, Kuzuka glanced at Hikami's sideways glance and walked straight to me with a doshidoshi. And grabbed my chest.

"It doesn't matter. Actually, there is another purpose."

When Kuzora signaled by hand, a luxury sedan slipped in front of the burning house. She looked around and the guards standing behind opened the car door, grabbed me firmly and pushed me into the car.

"Cho, a little! What are you doing ..."

And Kushiro himself gets into the car. I moved away from her in fear of fear to the other door. I tried to open the door, but it was locked.

"My uncle has a place to go with me, so say goodbye to the solutionman here."

She told me to ignore him and drop the window.

"What the hell. I still have something to do with Mr. Hikami."

While saying so, Kusora pushed my head to jump into the window with my hand.

`` I don't know what the job is, but is that enough? ''

"Yes, that's right, but why is he ..."

As expected, Hikami. To ask this woman. That too for me. I'm impressed and tears are coming out.

`` How much do you get angry even if you try to ask such a question every time? ''

"I'm sorry!"

"Do not look so regrettable. Fufu. Goodbye."