In the living room of the Snow Oka Institute, four people, Junko, True, Zao and Midori, were gazing at the tiredness lying on the couch.
It is good that we decided to discuss it at the time of tiredness, but tiredness has already left us sleeping for more than twenty hours. Before that, the four of us have continued to have conversations similar to the debate.
"If you've found something that you can be passionate about because you're tired of making changes, that's something you should be happy about, and why don't you take it a little seriously?"
And, Zuo.
"You have limits. Not a little. You're on the level of worrying your family."
True disproves.
"I think I'm right, too, but the way your ancestors haunted you is way off track."
Though Zao is right, Midori speaks true thoughts.
"I won't wake up at any time, but is it time to wake up?
"You shouldn't wake me up. I'm so passionate about recoil that I forget to sleep, because my body seems tired. Come on."
In contrast to the true word, Junko waves the veil.
"I wonder if we could try to manage the time and get it to follow"
Zuo suggested.
"I mean, I'll make sure Junko gets permission to play the game, and only let it be for a set amount of time," he said. So why don't we settle this?
"Tired of your character, I think you'll definitely sneak out of my sight"
While acknowledging that it would be ideal to solve it in Zao's proposal, Junko, who understands his tired personality, said in a sigh mix.
"When you don't play games, you should take the form of keeping the dreamband itself hidden"
"You look like a kid who can hide his old family unit. Even so, I don't think my real brother or Mr. Zuo will know."
Midori spills a smile and says in response to the suggestion of further zo.
"Tired of you. I just wanted to ask you how you got so hooked up with the game, too. Hey. It could be a tip for him to change."
"You'll talk to me if you ask me. - Yeah. Jun, do you think your ancestors won't talk about it?"
"Well, if that's why you had a kid you liked in the game, or to contribute to someone, you might not want to talk about it."
"Ugh, if your ancestors are into the game for that reason or something, it's kinda funny, but I'll pull it off a little bit ~"
Junko and Midori are having such a conversation.
"That's not why I told you that."
I woke up tired, but denied it with a grumpy voice.
"So what's your ancestor so attracted to that game?"
"It's a fight."
Tired answers Midori's questions firmly, albeit in a state of abundance that has not yet awakened.
"Although that game was a virtual world, the battle was very well described. True and Midori are now fighting downgrades with most of the level increases, but I have also taken part in high-end content for some of the other jobs that I have already taken to the highest level, for gear and status enhancements. Well, even though I've raised other jobs, I'm only a White Wizard because of my gear, status, and preferences."
"It's only been a little over two weeks since we started the game, and you've gotten there."
Surprisingly true. I can see that there is quite a difference between myself and Midori.
"This game itself is getting so null that new and returning players can quickly come to high end content. But it's too soon to get there in about two weeks..."
Junko can't stop being surprised and shuddered for the first time at a tired high pace.
"I was born in a warring world, and I've been mourning the war gone. I don't like the battle of relying on firearms. But that battle I forgot about was in that game. Unfortunately, defeat doesn't lead to death."
"Why don't you just honestly run a killer in the back street?
I made a serious suggestion with true friendship, but I shake tiredness.
"I can't do that. I mean, I don't like real life because I'm scared. I don't know why myself, but I'm not afraid in the internet. So from now on, I want to live in that game forever."
Declared to be a dignified scrapper, the four indoors cease to exist.
"I'm not saying it's bad to get hooked on a nettle, but stop imitating things that worry us enough to stay up all night for five days."
Honestly I don't know about getting hooked on the nettle itself, but it's a good thing there was a change and I remember Zuo's words about how not to take a big look at it, and the truth is that it was as relaxing as possible.
"When your ancestors were asleep, I told you that the game was decided to take an hour a day, and that the rest of the time, you decided to confiscate the dream band."
To Midori's words, Tired peeled his eyes. Drowsiness blows up and reveals a grumpy look.
"No, no, no, I haven't decided on an hour or until I set the time..."
Junko thinks there are a lot of tights that you can only do nettles an hour a day in the first place. It often takes a lot of time to play with PT.
"Don't be ridiculous. I can't bear to be allowed only one hour a day. What should I do for the rest of the twenty-three hours?"
"No, before that, you've always pulled into the room, what have you been doing? From there, we don't know."
Rebellion tirelessly, ask for truth or seriousness.
"I nodded, I was immersed in old memories, I was just confused, or I was listening to the radio"
"Whatever you're confused about soaking up memories or something, why don't you just radio it?
"Yeah, the radio's good. It's a magic box, isn't it? It's a different kind of TV, and no."
Hearing tired words, Zao and Midori said.
"Even if you're worried about me, I don't want to be deprived of where I can live because of what I found."
When he shouted with a face that seemed like anger and pity had gone away, Tired jumped out of the room.
"Are you sure he's been alive for over five hundred years? You look like a good kid."
Zuo says with a smile. I can honestly like the tiredness of being a childish kid who looks like he is in this Yukooka Institute with many kids without them.
"Tired, in your case, you came alive because the contents remain children. Even if we can maintain the flesh, there are only a few people who can stop us from aging."
Junko said. Getting immortal flesh doesn't prevent old hearts. There are a limited number of people who can stop it, and there are times when the mind is distorted but therefore the old heart stops, and vice versa.
"Is that it? We're heading outside the lab."
Junko gives an unexpected voice when he sees a tired appearance going out of the laboratory entrance from an old LCD monitor that is not a 3D display, which is stuck in the living room.
"I mean, did you properly collect the dreamband?
True asks Junko.
"I didn't. I wonder if you're willing to go outside and pull into the game out of our sight."
"Take off the crack in the house and pull it into the game outside..."
True to be shocked by what kind of joke.
"Maybe we should just leave him alone for a while."
"Jun sister, are you sure it's okay to leave me alone? Ancestor, there are some pretty stubborn and mean places, and come on. I think we should convince him."
Midori makes a difference in the words of Junko. Although I'm glad it was in the lab that I collapsed because of too much of the game, if this were outside, it could really be life-threatening. There is actually a case of debilitating death because of too much nettles, and the Virtual Trip game is so much so that Junko was cautious that he shouldn't keep doing it over a certain line.
"A legendary demon who has lived for more than five hundred years can't abandon the possibility of dying because of too much nettles at the end."
It's a joke, but Midori sees it when it's really possible.
"When I had to, True you said, 'I'll hold you, so come back. Come on, come on,' cause you're gonna be okay because you're gonna be back."
"I'll never say that, so you're not okay at all."
The truth is that I am seriously worried about tiredness to Junko, who speaks out of place jokes, I learned mild frustration.