No Fatigue: 24-jikan Tatakaeru Otoko no Tenseitan

Somewhere in the satellite orbit of the planet Marquekt…, nowhere, commonly known as "God Space," I - Atrazenek, the God who presides over the soul and circle, was bewildered.

"What's going on?

The system that supports skills and status has yet to emerge from a state of instability.

"The Spirit Nucleus was repaired by Edgar... wasn't it because of the damage to the Spirit Nucleus that the system was unwell?

It is difficult to say that I, God and administrator of the system, am able to grasp everything about the system.

Unlike Earth's computer systems, systems in this world are programmed to develop naturally on the basis of determined rules.

Even if you can build flower beds in the garden and take care of them, you can't control even the parts where individual plants photosynthesize or absorb nutrients from the roots.

But while the Apostle was working, I was not holding my hand either.

"There's a ton of junk information in the system. That's it."

If it was meant to be, there's no room for this kind of information to enter the system.

God, the administrator of this system - yes, because I am the only one who can touch it.

"Degradation due to age? You've never seen any sign of that before?

Beyond the use of material "parts", this system does not have to replace parts without deterioration over time.

However, the evil god Monugonese has built a similar system for his own apostolate, and its mutual interference may be causing distortions in the system.

"But this is not distortion. Obvious malfunction. Illegal information is everywhere. But I can get away with trying to capture that information. I can feel the artificial."

Isn't it like a computer virus on Earth?

"But that's it, too. A subroutine was constructed to filter junk information and aggregate it in one place. I'll give you a grip."

I turn the ENTERKEY in my heart! And slap.

Then... I'm leaving. I'm leaving, and there's a whole bunch of junk information that was nesting in the system.

….

"Chi, hey! I haven't heard of so many!?"

Junk information is precipitating in front of me now.

Each is about the size of a particle, only a millionth of the Spirit's size.

Despite this, junk information grows as big as a snowball rolling down the hill.

No, no, no.

"It's human!?"

Black snowballs gradually began to contour people.

Of course, there's no code for doing that to my subroutine.

The contour is - man.

Tall, shoulder-width, but overall slender, thin.

A neat appearance can be described as either proficient or ruthless.

The clothes don't put anything together.

To say nude, your whole body looks black and has unnatural irregularities like polygons.

A man laughed.

"Atrazenek, God who commands souls and circles"

A man called my name.

"You..."

On the man's face, he looked familiar.

"The Lord of the Good God, His throne... I will take this."

I get barometric pressure from the man's words.

(Such an idiot......)

What are you saying to God against him?

Until I took over the system, I see it was our loss.

But it's a completely different story than taking over the system and taking the seat of God.

"I am frightened... that Atrazenek, God in God. I don't know what I'm trying to do, I'm scared."

"I'm not scared."

The man laughs and laughs as if my words were not in his ear.

"How? You want to say, right?

"... junk information that was in the system. It was fragmented information of your own. We'll see about that."

"That's the goddess. It's fast and helpful to understand. So you also know about the special skills I owned?

"I see. With that skill, you can define yourself as well. It can also be defined, for example, as a virus carrying information."

"No, not exactly, I wasn't doing that much. I'm only me. I have a strong attachment to my own identity. This was a kind of insurance policy."

"Insurance?"

"My primary - I don't know what the original I was thinking. I'm only a replica. Fulfilling a primary desire. That's my existential significance"

Because it would mean that the man was indeed dead.

But...

That could be a pain in the ass.

This man who lost his biological flesh and turned it into an information-only being.

No, I wouldn't even be able to say "man" anymore.

I speak the name of a man.

"But, Hiroshi Pestle. No, a copy of it. All you can do is infect the system and cause a glitch. I am no match for God."

When I regain my confidence, the man - yes, that man, a copy of Hiroshi Pestle - laughs inclusively again.

"Of course I understand. But you're the one with sweet recognition."

"What?

"Primary - what does it mean that the fragments that replicated and multiplied human information called Hiroshi Pestle were being misled into the system? You will know with your own hands."

"What? - Ahhh!

My whole body cramped without a touch.

Strong impact like a human electric shock.

I see my arms.

"Ko, this is..."

My arm was stained black.

Still, my own tissue mixes with black tissue, and black tissue eats my tissue.

"Kuku...... what do you say? How does it feel to be eroded with your own body?

"What the hell... what!?"

"You will take great care not to be affected by the power of evil gods when purifying and gifting their contaminated curses, won't you?

"What about that...... no way!

"Yep. My primary information was infected with healthy status as well, not just apostles on the bad gods' side. When the bearer of that sound status dies, the gift that had been given by God refluxes back to you. But you shouldn't be paying special attention at this time."

"When I reuse a gift, I take it into my body once..."

"That's how the primary information accumulated in your body. Of course, the information was dormant so we wouldn't find out any time soon. Now that we've exceeded the required threshold, we're turning away the meaningless scenario and hitting the host."

"Oh, my God..."

directly erode me as God.

I didn't expect it to come out like this......

(No, you're not. Hiroshi Pestle died ten years ago. Then it's been ten years. So this is probably the result of coincidence......)

It is doubtful if Hiroshi Pestle had read that far and hit his hand.

Mostly, it's hard to imagine that selfish man would want a copy to survive his death.

"Ku... it's a coincidence that I didn't realize..."

"You must be right. Even for me, I didn't know when I could collect enough information as a copy. It was just a little while ago that something I could call myself."

By trying to gather and process junk information, I gathered information about Pestle in one place.

"- Come on, your power, you'll root for it."

A man laughs.

(You got hit)

Erosion proceeds.

As it is, I will be rewritten to Pestle.

It hurts to be deprived of the power of God, but we can no longer pretend.

"Shall I tell you your faults?

To my words, pestles jump up my eyebrows.

"You'd be interested, wouldn't you? What, you love who you are?

"... what are you trying to say?

"Here's the thing."

I can shove my body as a god into the outer garment I was putting together.

And let only my core consciousness crash into the real world.

"You're sweet stuffing, Hidehiro Pestle!

With that word my consciousness fell towards Marquekt.

†

I took Barbarossa's finest lodging.

Convince Miho and Sun Shiloh to stay in the same inn.

... Of course, I wouldn't say "doubly".

I took my room separately from Miho-san's room.

Miao said she hasn't had time to rest her mind since she came to this world.

Sun Shiloh told me that he slept like he was going to the inn and fall in.

Sun Shiloh has asked me to come to my room.

Because I thought we should exchange information with each other as soon as possible.

'Aren't you tired, too?

Sun Shiloh utters words of care.

"No, I'm not tired."

'... what does that mean? Try it another way.

This guy throws up a robotic line, as I recall.

Maybe I'm joking.

I say with a bitter smile.

"It means exactly what it means. I have a special skill called [hard work]. I don't sleep, I don't tire. That's all skills, but it's very useful depending on how you use it."

'I see. So you can move like a robot.

"... not to be taken for granted when a robot tells you, but you're not wrong in that understanding"

There is a gap between this android called Sun Shiloh, somewhere called Pong Tik.

No, it's supposed to be a hell of a high performance artificial intelligence from the common sense of my living days.

Ask Sun Shiloh to explain the situation so far.

It was an easy-to-understand presentation, using a tablet built into Sun Shiloh.

'- That will be a series of disturbances caused by Leticia Ludameia on Earth.

"That was a hell of a thing..."

I didn't know you were going to cage the president of the United States and start a world war......

Leticia's abilities may have been more earth-oriented than Marquecto's.

Sun Shiloh also talked about it since it was rebuilt by Marquecto.

'So Mei Jing got the pieces of the Spirit Nucleus that I needed as my power source. But what Mi Min cares about-'

"I know. Kizakitool - you sure said that?

'I seemed certain of Mi Xiao. For her, too, because it's an unforgettable name.

"Right. That's what I was there for."

An elf elementalist who was supposed to be worshipping the Spirit tried to destroy the Spirit nucleus.

That's strange in itself, but even more so when they were talking about the name "Kizakitool" it's not just every bit.

Out of my sight, something big is happening.

At the heart of it is probably - Hiroshi Pestle, who should be dead.

There's no proof, but at least, you should think so and move.

In that sense, Sun Shiloh's information was very much appreciated.

I tell Sanshiro that Hiroshi Pestle was reincarnated as an apostle of the evil gods, and that he had served ten years ago. About the intense fighting then, about the thorough post-processing.

'That's odd, though. Even taking into account the common sense of this world, Hiroshi Pestle just seems completely doomed.

My explanation was hard to understand back and forth, but it's not a problem for Sun Shiloh.

I'm going to tell you from one end what might be useful as I recall.

I'm not tired of [hard work], and I'm not tired of Sun Shiloh because he's a robot. I don't even get bored with outrageous stories.

Excellent as a listener. Besides, if you get used to this, the speaker is going to be corrupt.

Me and Sun Shiloh used each other's tirelessness to share information throughout the night.

The information obtained from Sun Shiloh is diverse, but one of the surprises is that Sun Shiloh can connect to the Earth's Internet.

"Dude... if you can use the internet, that or something you've never been able to do...!

'That's not all. Me and Mei are fully backed up by Grimps.

"You're the biggest Grimps in the search! Too bad! Now we can raise the civilization standards of this world for centuries!

Sun Shiloh told me calmly when the tension was going up.

'You haven't told me we're gonna help you yet, have you?

"It's..."

Indeed it is.

I got a confession from Mr. Michi.

No reply yet.

It's too good a bug to ask for help in this state.

Rather than

"You want to negotiate, don't you? About the future."

I have also come across many political occasions in the last decade.

Much of this required me to think and make my own decisions.

I'm not sure I've succeeded with all of that, but I can't say.

But it is also true that we have gained a lot of experience.

'Yes, Mi-kun trusts you, but I still don't think there's enough material to judge you.

"That's natural."

Michi thought of me enough to suddenly confess.

Well, I'm happy as a man. Glad to hear it.

But if I saw it as a single woman, it would seem dangerous.

'What I would like to ask of you is the protection of Meizu. I guess that's all you have, isn't it?

"Oh. No problem. Or I was going to, even if you didn't ask me to."

'Does it make any difference if you respond to a confession or refuse?

... How far does this guy know what's inside of me?

"Absolutely. I'm not the only one who can protect Sunshine."

'You were delighted that I could connect to the Internet. What do you want to do with that power of mine? Do you want to be in power in this world?

"I'm not interested in power. It may turn out to be quite powerful."

"So why?

"I want to enrich this world. In Japan, they said that there are other important things besides abundance, but this world hasn't reached that stage yet. Many are exposed to starvation and irrational violence. I think it's my mission to do something special."

That's what I said when I looked Sanshiro in the eye.

Though I didn't know how much it meant to look into Sun Shiloh's eyes.

'You don't look like you're lying. Unless you're also a genius petitioner.

Sun Shiloh sighs (worked and made such a sound).

'Okay. Miao seems to trust you, too, and there is no contradiction between words and deeds. Do you want to work with each other?

"Oh. Nice to meet you, Sunshine"

Me and Sun Shiloh shook hands.

Cold hands of the machine.

I was also struck by the fact that the wisdom of mankind had finally come this far.

Then, breaking up with Sun Shiloh about going back to Miho, I'll sort out the information I got in my room.

"Are you worried about 'Kizakitol' after all?"

What the hell did it mean to destroy the Spirit nucleus?

It would indeed be harassment of the Good God side, but for one thing, the purpose of the other is unclear.

"But I don't know what's going on so far..."

So far, the Spirit Nucleus has been successfully repaired.

"Most importantly, it's big enough to get intel that those guys are in the dark."

Whatever they're up to, it's over when we grab their tail.

You can tell me you're not in Marquecto, like you can beat me right now.

I'm not complacent. A generous blessing from the gods, starting with the goddess. Workouts that have been piling up. A number of magical weapons and weapons developed with the inventive madman Alphesia and others of the original elf. Tomorrow, you can win without a problem if you tell me to fight 100,000 great armies. My power transcends public standards.

That was not the case ten years ago. The apostle of the evil gods was more powerful than me. Gores, the spear caster, Gazein Munzer, and Hiroshi Kishizaki, who was impersonating the brave Alsherat. The truth is that they were all more powerful enemies than they could have barely won with all their dying power.

Not this time. Here's the advantage. Crush with overwhelming force, no matter what conspiracy your opponent is putting you through. That's what I can do.

As I was thinking, the inn window grew white.

Generally speaking, I know you've been up all night, but it's the usual for me not to have to sleep.

"... I wonder how many times. You don't have to sleep to start the morning."

The damage done to the Spirit Nucleus has caused a subtle obstacle to the Goddess's stretched skill system. [Uneasy labor] seems to be strongly affected by that.

I don't usually feel annoyed at the dawn when I welcome you alone, thanks to my spiritual tiredness. But now somehow I felt void.

(Sleep at night, dream, wake up with the morning sun. I look next door and I see the sleeping faces of my loved ones. I'm so jealous of your life)

It hurts me that I'm out of the world.

Skill development, MP upgrading, class enhancement, technological innovation with previous life knowledge, and doing what we can.

What more can I do?

What has seemed like the end of Kanst is the reality of "nothing more".

(It's time to move on to the next stage)

I've already decided to be ready for that.

"All right! Let's do it!

I stood up in a gutsy pose.

At the same time, he was crushed by what came down from above.