No Fatigue: 24-jikan Tatakaeru Otoko no Tenseitan

2 Difficult labor

That's why I, Chiki Kagi, reincarnated into the other world, Marquecto.

Thanks to a prior explanation, you promised to be surrounded by strange adults when you noticed, your body wouldn't move very much, and you'd be surprised at the baby if you looked at your own arm? didn't have to do it.

At best, he said, "Oh, he's really reincarnated!" I guess to what degree I was surprised again.

But something else came as a surprise.

It's not about anything else, it's about the skills that God gave me [hard labor].

The first time I realized in this world that the adults around me were my parents, the sun went down when they drank my tits.

My mother (who's only about twenty years old, from a feeling of previous life) tries to lay me down - but I can't sleep at all.

At first, I thought lightly that even in the original world it was night shaped, but now my body is a never-born baby.

And yet, it doesn't make me sleepy at all.

I only pretended to fall asleep in front of my mother, who flashes me, but then I had no drowsiness at all while the window moon moved from end to middle.

What the hell, I thought, looking at the blurry moon (it's dark and I can't see much of anything else), and suddenly the letters came to mind.

"Lulanus: Moon on Planet Marquecto.

"Ho ho!?"

(WOW!?) I meant to say, my vocal cords are underdeveloped, which makes me a weird voice.

In the meantime, I see my mother lying on her bed, but she sleeps with a happy face when she does something with her mouth half open.

It is a cuteness that I do not consider a wife while my parents.

Now, when I look at that face and calm down, I'm going to calmly rethink what's happening right now.

... I don't even have to think about it.

I guess it's the ability of the so-called [appraisal] system.

In my previous life, I used to read online novels in my spare time for commuting.

I'm not even sleepy anyway, so I just remembered [appraisal?] Try.

"Lulanus: Moon on Planet Marquecto.

... No, that's why I only see the moon in the dark.

But I never got tired of what was going on, when the same text just came back.

[Appraisal?] To activate, there's something like a trick to the way consciousness is directed, and it's pretty fun to just hand explore that trick as if it's not like that.

This is it. Close to what I felt when I was practicing combo for fighting games in my previous life.

"Lulanus: Moon on Planet Marquecto.

Would you have done this ridiculous work for two hours?

"Lulanus: Moon on Planet Marquecto. It always points to the same side of Marquecto.

More!!!

Not that much useful information, but the items were growing without any foretaste.

"Heh, heh, heh..."

(Well, then, if you keep doing this...)

My body doesn't tighten as much because of the baby, but I noticed this was a good thing.

And

"Lulanus: Moon on Planet Marquecto. It always points to the same side of Marquecto." "Lulanus: The Moon on the Planet Marquecto. It always points to the same side of Marquecto." "Lulanus: The Moon on the Planet Marquecto. It always points to the same side of Marquecto." "Lulanus: The Moon on the Planet Marquecto. It always points to the same side of Marquecto." "Lulanus: The Moon on the Planet Marquecto. It always points to the same side of Marquecto." "Lulanus: The Moon on the Planet Marquecto. It always points to the same side of Marquecto." "Lulanus: The Moon on the Planet Marquecto. It always points to the same side of Marquecto." "Lulanus: The Moon on the Planet Marquecto. It always points to the same side of Marquecto." "Lulanus: The Moon on the Planet Marquecto. It always points to the same side of Marquecto.

How am I gaining momentum? [Appraisal?] Repeat.

And the moon is about to disappear to the edge of the window, just then,

"Lulanus: Moon on Planet Marquecto. It always points to the same side of Marquecto. The rotation cycle is 24 days.

"Whoo!" (Whoa!

Again, there was more information.

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After the moon hid out the window, it darkened in the room, [Appraisal?] is no longer possible.

Besides, it doesn't make me sleepy, after all.

The sky grew white while I was stuffy.

If this is previous life, it's about time you went crazy, but Rage's [appraisal?] Despite the rush and insomnia, my head kept very normal, not excited or sleepy.

I had plenty of time to think about it, so I could make that kind of hypothesis about this.

That hypothesis is a bluff.

- What's wrong with skills?

The name of the skill I got from the goddess is [Uneasy Labor].

In short, I guess that means I'm not tired.

I'm not tired, I'm not sleepy.

That doesn't make me ill (probably) either.

It's only day one, so maybe you'll get sleepy somewhere for a while, but so far there's no sign you'll get sleepy at all.

The same goes for not getting sleepy. [Appraisal?] It's also an anomaly that you never get tired of hitting for hours in a row.

Sometimes in my previous life, I forgot when I was practicing gay combos, but I couldn't get tired of hitting them for hours without taking a break.

Perhaps this "never tired" and "never tired" place is also the effect of this skill.

To sum it up, the effect of skill [difficulty inactivity] is not to get tired, not to get tired, not to get tired, not to get sleepy.

It's only a hypothesis, but I think it can be considered that way.

Now, how do you see this skill?

"That's all?" some would think.

Indeed, compared to such easy-to-understand skills as faster mastery of martial arts and magic, ability to appraise everything in the world, and ability to grasp the movements of a certain range of people on a brain map like radar, this [difficult-to-work] is... I don't know, "sinister".

But on second thought, there's quite a lot of potential for this skill to sleep in.

I want you to think about it.

Sports, for example.

Even professional athletes, no, even if they're professional athletes, if they're tired, they have to rest and condition themselves well enough.

Also, some basic exercises will be repetitive exercises that will cut your heart in the tunnels. Muscle trenches, stretches, are basically painful repetitive tasks.

But with this [hard work], you don't need to rest more than "not tired," or you can bust a whole day of authentic basic practice from "never get tired," or you can devote a whole day or two or four hours from "not getting sleepy" to practice time.

Or a fighting game.

Of course the combo exercises I've drawn on many occasions are very authentic, such as the practice of hitting a flying opponent with an anti-aircraft attack, the practice of switching the front, back, and middle and lower guards, and the practice of high firepower combos from hit confirmation, but if possible, the practice of being large can go on as long as time permits.

True, it's no different what it takes effort, but that effort is exceptionally easy to do - no, that's not the level.

It can almost be a human away practice machine.

"You want to be like that? I know some people say," From a perversion like me, where a trained, authentic repetitive exercise (of the gauge) was a healing time in a frivolous day, it's such a subversive ability to spread the possibilities and not stop paranoia.

"Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh!" (Thank you, goddess!

I was screaming from the bottom of my heart - with a baby voice, though.