Real Cheat Online

This is the story of one crying woman and a clumsy demon.

In the future, I want to study culture by studying in Japan. I love Japanese anime and comics so much that I can think of such a vision for the future, I studied quite a bit, achieved quite a bit of grades, was supported by my school teacher, and worked to such an extent that I was likely to get a recommendation written.

But is it also with that recoil? I couldn't say I was very good with friends.

I didn't talk to anyone at school, the holidays read translated Japanese novels, and when class was over I would be straight home, I would have looked very plain and very boring from the other kids.

Still, I wasn't bitter.

When I get home, my heart leaps and I can return to feeling as if I were floating in the sky. What cartoon shall we see today? Or shall I turn it into a comic book? I want to go to Japan soon. Every day, every day, I kept thinking about that.

It was such a day.

"Something's bothering you..."

It was sudden. As if the meteorite had fallen, it came down before me without any foretaste.

The words of one of the women in her class, Madonna, transformed my boring school life into a fat one in an instant.

Die, skank. Dirty. Stinky. Stay away. Insane. As long as there is no word of insult to think of, it enters my head, which cannot be followed by understanding, into my ears. Again and again, again and again, again and again.

Only violence was not wielded... but I was still being hunted down at this time so much that I thought it might have been easier.

Help. My heart was screaming desperately, but I couldn't find someone to scream at.

I can't talk to my parents... Definitely.

Friends...... it's a vain word.

Still can't be completely hidden through it, worried about me getting smaller by the day, my parents met with the school counselor several times, but the answer returned was "Don't worry, it's a puberty specific problem". This was later figured out, but a child named Amelia, who set me on the target of a fig, apparently was the daughter of a famous politician.

In this case, I just wait for the storm to pass. If you keep studying and don't even cause problems, you can make your dreams come true one day. This hell of a time, one day it'll be over. Until then, stay put.

Just hold still.

"Kyaaaaaaaaaa!?

"What, what's up!?

"Oh, that kid! That girl slammed Amelia down the stairs!

"Oh my... what can I explain to her parents..."

"Oh, no, I don't..."

"I'll hear that later! Faster than that, put Amelia in the hospital!

It was sudden. Amelia, who was supposed to have come through the stairs of the house yesterday, was to have been thrust down by me at this moment in school.

I didn't do anything. I just said it when she crouched in front of me on her own. That injury has nothing to do with me.

No matter how many times I told you, no matter how many times I screamed, the voice - it didn't reach anyone.

There is no more hell. That's what I thought...... there was no bottom in hell.

My parents went to her house and apologized for three days and three nights.

And when they told me to be discreet at home, I got a phone call underneath...

'I didn't think you were the one to do that. Forget about that recommendation. Thanks to the generosity of your parents over there, you will only be spared from leaving school. "

The world is making noises and breaking down.

I don't remember the details from there.

I didn't want to see my parents grieve any more, so after the dawn of prudence, I managed to go to school - but it didn't last long either, and gradually I started pulling into the house and into the room. And what do you mean? I had lost some interest in all those Japanese cartoons and comics that I was looking forward to.

No, I know. I know.

I try not to realize for myself that I don't want to give up on dreams that no longer come true.

So......

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Wake up only the upper body from the bed, and also, the day begins.

It's not like I didn't want you to come today. But I wasn't waiting either.

of an empty, long, eternal life, just a day in it.

- If you want to change, move from yourself.

That's what your father said yesterday.

If you don't take action from yourself, nothing will change. Well, that's the best word. But what will that change do to me?

I found out a while back that this life even seems more and more bottomless now, but there is no bottom in hell.

Then if you do nothing, you will not fall to the bottom any more.

So...

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The phone I was throwing on my desk made a tall sound and gave me goosebumps all over my body.

I used to use it to look into things a lot, but since I picked up the phone from my teacher that day, I've been trying to keep it out of my hands.

Anyway, it would be a prank call or a mistaken call. There is no one else for me right now. You can't be here. After a while, it should stop.

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Shut up... or leave me alone...

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Fix only a few thoughts of myself that I thought it would be better not to do anything. Sometimes you might want to do something from yourself. From such a whim, I get out of bed and head to my desk. And I got my phone.

"What, so..."

The hand that was so lazy (dazed) that it was stretched out to the phone stops perfectly, and a giant ice-column enters the spine.

"Amelia......"

The sole, with the name of the person you least want to see and least want to be involved in, still emits a tall sound, trembling in small pieces and sliding slightly over the desk.

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I don't have a voice. I can't move my hands, my legs. At some point, I forgot to breathe. Not so long ago, the name disrupted everything about me.

…………

I don't know what to do, I'm pissed off if I don't get out. But something worse could happen when I get out. What shall I do, what shall I do? I want to run, I want to run.

While so lost, the phone gradually slid to the edge of the desk, falling as it were according to gravity.

"- Ah."

I try to grab it, but my body, which I've been sleeping with for the past few weeks, couldn't react like that, and my phone made a noise with Gotun and rolled to the floor.

'- Oh, finally connected. Hello, are you listening?

Oh, my God. The phone connected me to something that I wish I could hang up on a fallen clap. Now we have to get out......

While in gold bondage, he desperately reaches out his right hand and takes the phone.

"Ha... yes"

'Oh, my God, you're here. Then get out of here. You're wasting my time.

"Oh, I'm sorry, come on..."

'Uh, that's enough. Besides, you haven't been to school lately. "

"Huh..."

"I miss you, I'll see you in the game."

"... the game?

"So. it's a Japanese VR game called Innocent Earth Online, and this is pretty funny."

"Me, the game."

'Uh, yes, yes, you say you don't have it anyway, do you? I thought that would happen, so I sent it to your house. I think it'll arrive at noon today.'

"Oh no..."

'I'm telling you, I won't allow you to run away. If you do, search my mobile number and skip your friend registration. I'll rendezvous from there.'

When the bump sounded and the screen darkened, my vision stained black, as it propagated.

"You don't have to try to do anything... yet, you're going to fall..."

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Innocent Earth Online. I've known its existence for a long time, because I used to see it advertised in TV commercials as well.

Not only can you adventure, but you can also experience all kinds of sports. It can also be worn. You can also master superhuman abilities. Stay yourself, go beyond yourself.

Great selling complaint. I don't even find it as appealing as shit.

I am, I am. There's no way I can be more than that.

I couldn't resist thinking about that, in the other world, I made myself new, as I was told.

The occupation is banditry. I had a few things called skills and arts, but honestly, I don't care.

As Amelia told me, when I flew her a friend registration and rendezvous, she came surrounded by surroundings at school - three women and two men.

She looks at me.

"You wanted a shield. There's a shield that's gonna be fun to watch."

I speak so lightly and distort my face whenever I say I am heartily happy. The surroundings seem really pleasant.

The days after that were just as - shit as I thought.

Every time I was called in, I became her shield, she became her toy.

I have the means to refuse. Easy. You don't have to get in the game. That's just it.

That should be all.

Yet......

Then it would have been weeks. If you notice, my skills and arts in the game were growing considerably as I continued to meet their unscrupulous demands.

Perhaps no one at this party would be against me if I really fought. He is a bandit, but acquires enough skills and arts to name an assassin. Physical abilities are also much enhanced, and it is even possible, if temporary, to offer top-athlete-like potential.

In the beginning, he was forced to storm the nest of enemy monsters, and he was dead all the time, but now it won't be hard to sweep it. Well, I'm pretty sure that would hurt her mood if you did that, so there's no reason to.

- That was the time. It was in Meadow Field, where I always hunt, that I met that demon.

"Oh, it's a monster. Let's hunt."

One of the party members speaks up. You're always the lowest bastard to look down on me, but that combat ability sucks. Its figure of swinging heavy spears, slaughtering enemies, and bronze armor playing attacks, is rightly battlefield hua. It's nothing like me in a bandit costume that looks like a lookout.

"What do we do? As usual, do you want this guy to take a special attack?

"There's only one opponent, and you don't have to."

No one disagrees with the words of Amelia, who is a leader...... but these people, are they serious?

The opponent in front of you is a demon-shaped monster that produces two horns. The appearance of twitching on a borough cloth, wearing the first mask and emitting a slightly creepy atmosphere, no matter what, draws a line with just a monster.

... I'm the one who sucks.

Zowari - and the cold air runs on my spine. There is no clear basis, but is it also an instinct as an organism? Something in me screams, "Never stop fighting me properly". As good as confronting the arr, I still feel it's better to stick naked in the monster's nest.

"All right, let me handle it!

The first man to raise his voice, reflecting Amelia's more on the edge of his eyes - comes forward as a yak card wields a spear.

"Ooh, eat it! Special, King."

For some reason, a battlefield hua dares to swing from the Great Upper Stage rather than poke. But those arms slipped off their shoulders as they drifted after a beat of silence, without being shaken down.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh!?

A badly disturbed man. But it also comes to an end by being snatched from the devil. With the light.

"Hey, what the hell... hey, you, shield like always -"

He was about to be ordered to act as a shield for the Amelias as usual, but ironically stopped me from

"Reload" Explosive Bomb PT-X "

It was a murderous bullet released from the devil.

"Hino, yu, my fingers!?

Amelia's right hand finger has been blown out by more than half. You can calmly look at it as somewhat destructive for a bullet - and so on, is it because she's the opponent?

"Hey, what are you doing!? Do something about him!

Not only me, but the people around me yell and scatter the same, but no one can go against it. Surround me in unison with five people, including me.

But...

"Fast!"

"Ma, turn in r"

"Oh, no, wow!?

Instead of surrounding it, this one is flirting like a good one. Even I, the fastest class bandit in all my professions, can't keep up with that speed at all.

One companion after another - although the shards don't think so either - is discussed. He who was shot through both knees and was unable to move. He who was slashed off his limbs. who are bent in a direction where there can be no joints.

This is no use resisting - or I can't think of a hand other than to escape. But you can't run away in front of Amelia. Yeah, it's my turn.

But in front of me, who was supposed to be ready, the devil stopped the move in a pittance.

"... Huh?

Is it also a special gimmick? The devil, after a slight bare gesture of contemplation, barely walked me to Amelia behind him.

"Oh, hey, why are you here!?

With his hips pulled, he hurries back. But there's no way this woman could just back off.

"Ice Hammer!

The ice hammer that appeared over the sky pushed and crushed the demon - it didn't.

"Rainbow Rain!"

Seven colored arrows of light descending from the sky. Those pierced the demon's body - they didn't.

"What the hell is that? Hey, you, don't look at me like that. Help me out."

Two holes in her throat.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

In a state of semi-crying, she opened the window screen with trembling, and in a great panic she logged out.

Even though logging out in battle is said to have such a disadvantage that it is not very different from the death penalty.

"... Well, you're next"

Talked. He said there are monsters who talk when they're in the boss class, but could this demon fit into that?

Did the devil see that I had no rush to escape, or he slowly approached me?

And just a few more steps away, the devil leans his neck and stops that hand.

Why are you laughing?

"Huh?"

Shortly after the thought ran around wondering what I was talking about, I put my hands on my cheek, where I realized for the first time that I was laughing.

"... I wonder why"

I know that. Was it a whim not to speak of it? Or is it because you have manifested a desire to deny your humble humanity at all?

"Me too, kill?

I wonder what you say and say to your monster opponent. It would be decided by Jesus like that......

Oh, well, maybe it's been a while since I've even wanted to talk to people. Lately, I haven't had much conversation with people.

"No... I don't have a hobby for killing irresistible opponents."

"Really?

Funny NPC. No, maybe I should say it sounds like NPC. Because if this were human, I would gladly choke him to death. At least, there were a lot of people around me like that.

"Then... what do you do?

I wonder why you're asking me that. Maybe even if you're a demon, you have yourself trying to enjoy a decent conversation for the first time in a long time.

"... what do you want?"

An unusual demon.