They Said My Status Stayed the Same Even Though I Reincarnated in Another World!?
Fifteen, the night before we left.
My scheduled behavior was early.
I notified the school that I would be off for about a week on the fast track.
Permission came down light.
Hunter School, so they won't stop high-performing students from doing hunter activities.
And then I went back to my room and cut out a story for the rig as well.
"Um, I need to talk to Rig about something."
"Oh, what is it?
As usual, the rig turns this way with a gentle smile.
"Actually... there's something I need, and I'm going far away to do hunter activities to get it."
"Oh, that's sudden. When does that go?
"Starting tomorrow."
When I say it, the rig opens its eyes in surprise.
"Tomorrow... I can't be ready for that suddenly."
"It's okay. Actually, for many reasons, you have to get what you want alone."
"Alone!?
Further as a result of my passing on the facts, the rig is all the more surprising and speaks up.
"Really, are you going alone!?
"Yes, we have storage, so it's easy to take your meals and the tools you need for your wildlife. Powerfully speaking, I have no problem with the C-rank hunter's level of difficulty."
"Then, well... I guess so"
The rig leaks a troubled voice.
Maybe Rig is worried about me going on an adventure by myself.
My abilities have become very high, but not while I demonstrate my abilities if I fall asleep.
Being alone is always dangerous because you are not invincible.
But I decided to go alone.
Camping is possible if one person uses monster avoiding magic props, etc.
If you use more than one other magic prop for vigilance or magic of the junction, you can deal with monsters first, even when they attack your sleep.
Most importantly, it makes sense to go alone.
It must mean something special because it's a gift I've taken up to that point.
And - it's only because I'm going alone.
Today, I had something I wanted to ask Rig.
"So, actually, there's something I'd like you to do for the rig."
"Please? Something."
"I'm going on an adventure by myself, so I can't see Rig for a while. So today... I want to be sweet on the rig as much as I can."
When I say it, Rig responds with a smile of surprise with his eyes round, but immediately with pleasure.
- Yeah, I'd love to.
I'm with the rig, leaning in the bed.
We look at each other, just our underwear, dressed almost naked.
Touching each other like this makes me feel like the rig and I are going to mix in one and turn into something else.
Fluffy, warm... but hang up.
I bury my face in the chest of the rig all the time and I just have to hug it.
"... rig, I love it"
"You're already sweet, Fari."
Rig hugs me too.
Even though the words seem daunting, the voice tone seems to be in such a delightful state that it makes me sweet.
I wish this kind of time would last forever.
All this time, I wish I could be in this warm place.
Because I won't stop thinking that, I'll be away from the rig for a little while, starting tomorrow.
That's for the vows.
To promise from the bottom of my heart to be with Rig forever.
And - give me my wish, love, I'm sure Rig will receive it, though.
But maybe, there's a feeling.
So I want to make that possibility a little smaller, and I want to use the help of a gift.
Because the more it's a lovely gift, the more crystal packed with my feelings and effort, the more it should connect the mind of the rig.
I also find it a little dastardly to use the power of things, but still, I want a rig.
If the rig hated me...... I'm sure I would try to get the rig even using brainwashing and slave magic.
The feeling that overflows from my mind is just as hot, wild, and irrepressible.
"- When I get back, I want to tell Rig something."
That's what I said when I realized.
"So please wait"
And I was, little by little, approaching the face of the rig - kissing my cheek, touching it.
"Huh!"
Rigg reacted to Pickle and his body as surprised.
But I won't run away.
"... yes, you're going to tell me something important"
And Rig says in some calm, atmospheric voice color.
"I get it. Me, I'll wait. I'm looking forward to seeing Fari come home, believing he'll tell me something nice."
"Yes, I'm sure I'll make you think it's nicer than anything else."
So - please, tell me you love me, and I want you to tell me.
I couldn't help but say the last word.
And he also buried his face on the chest of the rig and fell loosely into the world of sleep, indulging in the feel of the rig's skin.