No Fatigue: 24-jikan Tatakaeru Otoko no Tenseitan

Fighting the paperwork that night in the office,

"Just sort of."

So Melvi came back.

"Welcome back"

"... hmm? Are you tired? Why not? You weren't tired."

Melvi almost convinced herself.

"But you look a little pale, don't you? Aren't you stuffing the roots too much?

"... does it look like it"

Melvi, with her "Mystic Fairy" class, is sensitive to people's emotions and physical condition. Maybe that's what Melvi would say.

"Even so, in my case, you don't have a choice to sleep slowly."

Sleeplessness is a hassle at times like this. Most importantly, you don't have to sleep to recover after a while, so there is no inconvenience in not sleeping. Normal people don't recover as much as they do while asleep while awake, but just because they're awake in my case doesn't make them less resilient. In a way, it's like sleeping while awake. According to the goddess, [difficult-to-work] skills represent the role sleep is supposed to play in the form of computer background processing.

"How was Mr. Alphesia?

"Yeah, let's do that. I was delighted to have a prototype of a vacuum tube computer."

"Have you come that far at last? But Mr. Alphesia is going to be able to magically create direct electronic circuits."

"To understand the principles, they want to develop them in the same flow as your world."

This momentum is likely to lead to an IT revolution in the southern part of the Union in less than a decade. Perhaps we should issue an opinion that we should grant vocational training in the Federation because there are aspects of taking away traditional jobs. Brother David might have already woven it.

"More than that, I think I've done something?

"I guess..."

I take my hand mirror out of dimensional storage and look at my face.

I'm seventeen years old, and I'm pretty handsome at what I say. That's the child of a beautiful couple named Alfred's father and Julia's mother. Now I'm more shocked that I wasn't handsome. My sister Philia, who turns ten, was also a beautiful girl with a slightly more laid back part that resembled her father. I'm Miss Randia from the northern part of the Dragonsnake Tongue Continent (Midgarstan), and my parents and sister are in Monocanus on the southern tip, so I'm sad I can't get to meet them. It seems that Filia inherits the aptitude of fire attribute magic from her mother, and she works hard without even giving her mother Julia's, heartbreaking instruction.

... So, what is it?

"I'm talking about him! You stop looking at your face and nibbling! Creepy!"

Melvi puts in a spicy scratch.

Well, that was my fault. But you can't help it, I've been a futsy in my last life, so I'll see that again and again when I'm handsome!

"Hmmm... I don't know because I watch it every day"

If you ask me, I don't feel like my cheeks are spilling a little.

"Totally. Get some rest, okay? So in your case, I guess I just had to take a break? Hmm... what am I supposed to do?"

"No, even if I ask..."

My body heals at some point when I avoid exercising for a while and live normally when I feel like I've been exercising too much and my body hurts. Because it has been so before, I thought it would be this time too, and I did spear moulds, practice shooting, and try magic between clerical tasks. They still haven't refreshed it.

"Something tells me you want to throw everything out and go on a journey."

"Hey, stop it. You're not scared."

"No, seriously. Even though I say I'm not tired of [hard work], it doesn't mean I'm no longer unsuitable. I guess these clerical jobs aren't so good for you."

"You did it in your last life, didn't you?

"That was only for pay, right? When you're done with your job, Gaussen, you're a gamer."

"There's no such thing as a game in this world."

"That's what makes you want to do even more gay..."

How many more years will it take for Mr. Alfecia to successfully produce a computer before its performance improves and something like a game is created?

"I've done everything the reincarnators are likely to do. Well, the Home Affairs Cheat feels like Brother David and the Production Cheat has taken his shares from Mr. Alphesia."

If you were a demon king in this world, that might have motivated you.

No, I don't need to be there. I barely won after losing many of my people, and I want you to spare me stories like that.

Considering that, the reincarnated person feels absorbed in how to keep himself safe, including in the body, after the first all-you-can-do rampage. That's true when it's a market view of an online novel from a previous life.

"The Dragon Snake Tongue Continent (Midgalztan) was held by the Southern Midgald Federation to the south and the Middle Plains Empire to the north. These two countries made a pipe through me, and there's a big cliff between them, so there won't be any border problems."

"If the Federation and the Empire built an air force on each of them, they might bump into each other, but not for the time being."

"Oh. Besides, the aircraft is exclusively developed by the aircraft division of the Culver Valley. It's my previous life's knowledge and Mr. Alphesia. It would not be able to imitate any other organization. So even if the two countries built an air force, if Culver says no, there can be no war."

"Some say the Culver Federation and the Culver Empire."

"You're not wrong, though. Most importantly, monopolies inhibit the efficiency of the market, so we need to be able to make them from harmless to other companies."

"In short, the Dragon Snake Tongue is now at peace."

"Yeah. Speaking of Frostbite Demons, now that the forces of evil gods have weakened, it would be only a matter of time before they are suppressed"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... so I'm done talking to you."

"That sort of thing. There's nothing more to do with me. Everyone in my body has become the owner of a thousand abilities. Politics, economics and technological development are among the most trustworthy and brilliant people in me. Even in the previous world, I can't think of an ideal situation so far."

I'll cut the words there.

"... right. My role is over..."

Melvi couldn't seem to answer me when I looked out the window and snapped.

While I kept my poker face unnoticed by Melvi, I was heartily shocked by my own words.

Oh, well. Is that what happened?

Those words, which fell on my heart, strongly urge me to act.

I finished the conversation so that I could not understand the impulse, and I headed to the desk.

Until just now the job went on like a lie, but my heart was no longer on the paperwork in front of me.

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That midnight.

I was gently out of the Federal Embassy in Mithrandia South Midgard.

Mithrandia can be close to Frostbite, and it can snow in winter.

but the Dragon Snake Tongue Continent (Midgalztan) is adjusted to become a temperate zone suitable for human survival thanks to the spirits who have gone so far in the Goddess's description.

Neither did Mithrandia appear to differ significantly, at high latitudes, in terms of temperature from Monocanus at the southern end of the continent.

Although temperatures on the continent are stable, this is just the time of spring.

I'm still cold at night.

I rearrange the soot of my coat covering my entire body, moving from shadow to shadow, with the signs off.

I noticed an anomaly when I came all the way out of the city.

Before the tear of the walls I was staring at, there was a faint light.

You don't have to get close to what that is.

I approached the light with a sense of mind.

"... melvi"

"You're finally here. Let's go."

Melvi said that, uh, with her chest up.

"... you know what I mean? This..."

"You don't have to tell everyone. I've decided to follow you. I'm not leaving you behind."

I thought no one had noticed, but it seemed like a prospect to my partner.

"... well. Sorry. Thanks."

"I mean, it's okay."

Melvi says in the rhetoric I used one day.

My eyes are slightly distracted. I guess it's hard to light up. Mutual.

"You left about a letter, didn't you?

"Oh. Exactly."

Guilt stings my chest.

But I've already made up my mind.

"Both Jeremiah from The Dark Witch and Asura from The Magic Warehouse are troublesome to follow. If you're going, hurry up."

"I've been working on some disguises. Most likely, they'll read my mind. You've never moved away."

Me and Melvi check the situation with few words.

Melvi flies, and I run up the wall and over the lower walls.

Beyond it is the endless hillside area characteristic of the central plateau.

"... I remember"

"What?

"One... six years ago. When you took me outside in the crow, boiled."

"Toshiya and I met."

"It's Tushire Lavati! Don't tear it up!

"That was bad"

Did Melvi realize what I was trying to do because of the experience I had then?

And instead of stopping you, did you try to go with me?

"All right, let's go"

"Yeah."

- Thus, one boy and one fairy disappeared from the city of Mithrandia.

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The next morning.

Stef was puzzled when he entered Edgar Culver's office.

There was usually no sign of the Lord starting work before dawn.

Other than that, I found what an unspeakable discomfort in my current office.

"Boy, well?

Somehow I speak up, but I'm sure he's not in the room.

Peek into the bedroom next door.

When I say bedroom, the Lord of this room does not sleep. There is a certain degree of lying down and "resting" when you feel pain in your body, such as muscles and bones. Because fatigue can hurt your body if you repeat the same exercise without having to feel it.

but there's no sign of Edgar in that bedroom either.

Back in the office, Stef finally figured out who the discomfort was.

Documents that were piled on the desk. They were all cleaned up.

It would be nice if the job went on, but Steph was caught with a bad feeling the other way around.

And Steph noticed on the desk that there was a piece of paper with the paperweight on it.

Drop your eyes on the paper - Stef solidified.

Here's what it said there.

- I'm going on a journey. Don't look for it. Edgar Culver

"Me, me, boy. Well!

Not so much then.

The embassy made a fuss like a hive.