Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?
Lesson 5 Inherent Skills
Now I'm sleeping in a fenced baby bed.
Of course I'm not asleep, I'm lying down.
There is no one in the room.
Well, why don't you give it a try with the status opening earlier?
By the way, what's a status open?
Does status-opening mean it opens a state?
Is it magic?
Grandma Shami - the inhabitants of the village who treated her brother using healing magic - should have had her hands glowing when she used magic, but the priest's hands were not glowing.
When I gently meditated my eyes and calmed my feelings, I chanted.
"Status Open"
Asshole.
Nothing happens.
Naturally.
But he was not only a priest, he was also chanting Heggard.
Then the earlier "status openings" shouldn't be held by a clergyman named Priest.
What the hell is the difference just now?
Let's recall the ritual of naming earlier and what we did again.
The priest had first heard the name from the child's parents and confirmed its pronunciation.
Next, he puts his hand on the head of the baby to be named,
Do your hand,
What. Do I need to touch the subject?
I wouldn't have touched anything now, would I?
Haven't you touched the futon?
I don't know. Oh, I feel like I was holding my fist in both hands.
Do you want to touch something exactly and try again?
When I grabbed the bed fence, I said it again.
"Status Open"
Oh, whoa, whoa!
Something windowy opened up at the end of my sight as if I was also using a computer.
The blue translucent window has
[Bed (Toddler)]
and written in Japanese in white. Shit, it's Japanese. I miss it too much and my tears are about to seep in. I was quite shocked at the same time. Once again I don't know if this world is Earth or not.
But I could use some magic, too. No, is it magic? This?
I'll touch the futon.
[Duvet]
Do you want to touch my clothes next?
[Prefix]
All right, let's go to the real thing.
Touch my cheek with both hands.
[Alain Gried/5/3/7429]
[M/14/2/7428]
[Second son of Ser Gried of the Pu Nation]
[Unique Skill: Appraisal]
[Unique Skill: Talent of Heaven]
It was written over five lines in a bigger window than ever before.
Line 1. That's my name. This was predictable. But I don't know the numbers on the right.
Line 2. Gender and this too. What are the numbers on the right?
Line three. It's unexpected. Maybe "Puppet" is a race or something. Is it a biological classification?
Line 4. It doesn't make sense, and the color of the text is dark red.
Line 5. This also doesn't make sense, this one is also red with dark text color.
What kind of appraisal is that? Is this magic too? How do we use the appraisal of unique skills? Appraisal. Normally it means trying to make something valuable, like art or treasure, right? Think as you gaze at the word "appraisal" described in the blue window.
Then suddenly there was a change in vision.
First, one of the ceiling plates that was in the front of my gaze is glowing brightly as the window that was displaying my information disappears. No, it was more luminous than it was glowing, to be exact. I understood I was stunned and out of sight.
The luminosity of the object at the end of my gaze increases. The luminosity of objects that have previously increased decreases until the normal way of seeing them when you shift your gaze to another object. You're just playing a game or something, and it looks like you can move your mouse cursor in a single picture and choose between an item or something.
Does that mean you can make a choice?
Let's try it. Bed first with something nearby.
Try to focus your consciousness as if you were choosing where the brightness of the bed has increased.
A similar window opened just now. Now it's green.
[Bed (Toddler)]
You're with me.
I suddenly lost my motivation when I thought.
I don't care.
Let's go to sleep.
It's my job to sleep with babies.
I thought I'd go to sleep, even close my eyes.
[Bed (Toddler)]
and green windows are still floating.
Oh, my God, that's disturbing, even though the blue window with the status disappeared when I took my hand off the subject. Get lost.
Oh, it's gone.
I'm sleepy. Good night.
I woke up in the evening, around dinner.
It's an oatmeal, mashed potatoes and some kind of grilled meat dinner with dried meat and onions.
I'm only an oatmeal because I'm still a baby.
Because I have a priest today, or not just oatmeal. Just a little luxury dinner?
Can't you let me suck that good shaped tit of Shall anymore?
Having dinner with our family and the priest turns off the lights.
It's time for bed.
Still early at night, early in the morning.
I haven't slept since I slept earlier.
Yeah, why don't we bet here?
No, isn't it a good idea for someone outside this village to know my speciality?
He's a priest.
Religion can't be taken back in case it gets involved.
It wouldn't have stopped if they told me I was demon-possessed or something, and there would be a lot of problems if they told me about God's rebirth or something.
Let's go to the bedroom quietly and be held by Shall.
Oh, shall I try it while Char holds me?
The magic of status opening? would be an appraisal here because I can't use it without pronouncing a "status open" and a spell. Remember.
"Appraisal"
The target selection mode (tentative name) has been set, so the char is selected.
[Shirley Gried/8/6/7421 Shirley Tune/24/11/7401]
This kind of content appeared in the green window.
I have two names.
You have a different family name.
Oh, isn't that your name after and before marriage?
Is that a good number on a date?
From this way of writing, it was June 8, 7421, that I married the Gried family, and maybe it was November 24, 7401, that I was named in a naming ritual like me today when I was a baby?
A while after I was born (roughly a year from now, taking me as an example today?) and married 20 years after that and changed his name, I guess it's natural to think.
I get to the bedroom as soon as I think about that.
Heggard is just taking off his clothes. Great flesh like an even athlete. Although my face is normal.
put to bed by Shall.
"Rest, Al. Today is your day."
Name date. I guess that means a named day. If it's Japanese, don't wear it as a date of death.
"Yes, good night, Mother."
Maybe they won't plant my brother or sister because they're staying with us today.
Calm down. I think I can think of something.
Well, my mental age is already 46, so I don't care now because I'm young enough to see and hear my parents have sex, I was just envious.
I'm probably pulled by my physical age, so I don't have any libido at the moment.
With no extra audio, I can think and appraise.
At least I've confirmed a few extras by appraising Char.
This world (I gave up on not being Earth anymore. I still have doubts that the letters in the window are denoted in Japanese, but you won't get to the conclusion here even if you think about it) But when you marry like Earth, your family name will change.
Perhaps a new ritual of naming will also be performed at the time of marriage, or the ritual of naming will also be included in the ritual of marriage (if there is any such thing).
And that date information (timestamp?) is left.
Ah,
Oh,
Ahhhhhhh!
I've thought this far and noticed.
My status window has five lines, with unique skills: appraisal and unique skills: talented!
The colour of the letters was also red.
And Schal didn't have the inherent skill: what the hell to say.
And there should have been lines about gender (and quite a few numbers, maybe dates) and the second son of the House of Ser Pu/Gried.
That's what I mean.
The usual summary, though.
1. The Magic of Status Open (?) is more of an appraisal magic (?) More information.
2. Magic of Appraisal (?) is a unique skill.
Oh, no.
Don't you think I'm the only one with inherent skills?
At least Schal doesn't have inherent skills.
No, you did an appraisal instead of a status open for Shall.
I don't use status open on Char.
I don't use appraisals.
I want to try it.
But Heggard and Shall are already in bed.
Hmm.
What shall we do?
No, let's try.
"Mother. Mother."
Charles walks out of bed and comes to me.
By the way, I've never seen either Heggard or Shall wear sleeping rolls.
Always sleeping naked.
I always wear clothes because I'm just a baby.
Is it more natural to think that there is no culture of pajamas?
"What's going on? Al. Pee?
He held me up.
Now. Stick to Shall,
"Status Open"
[Shirley Gried/8/6/7421 Shirley Tune/24/11/7401]
[F/11/10/7400]
[First Lady of the House of the Pu and Sir Gried]
[Special Skill: Water Magic]
[Special Skill: Fire Magic]
[Special Skill: No Magic]
Huh? Three types of magic, so...!?
"Hey, Al. What are you doing?"
"My father was doing it to me today. And the priest."
"Al, you, can you read the letters?
"What's a letter?
Bad, I haven't learned the script yet. This would be a hand in deception.
"But this is blue and beautiful."
"You can't help it anymore. Oh, I hadn't even seen it yet, status open."
It's beautiful, isn't it, Mother?
I'll take a quick peek at the look on his face, but there's no particular change in Schal's expression, and he seems satisfied when he looks at my status for a while.
"It's got a proper name."
So he put me back in bed.
With a futon on me,
"Now go to sleep properly."
Charles dived into bed.
It turns out that Stat Open can be used as long as the subject is hard to see and even touches it in the dark.
Next up is the appraisal.
I'll think about it quickly.
"Appraisal"
Whoa.
The luminosity of the ceiling plate at the end of the gaze increases. Shifting your gaze as it is also increases the luminosity of the areas of Schal and Hegaard's body that are protruding from the futon. Beds and futons also increase in brightness. I think I can make a choice if I get a direct glance at it.
This is so convenient.
Shall I try to appraise it even with Heggard?
[Hegliyar Grid/20/8/7422 Hegliyar Grid/25/7/7400]
Is it still just the name?
Ha, that's kind of motivating.
I don't care.
Let's go to sleep.