Vorpal Rabbit and Fortress Uncle

After discovering what to do, Lacto started hunting the porcupine with a burst of bamboo. While I was building a base in the woods, she was taking down three pigs.

< Black Pig Fang Island > is a small land dense with trees, so it is difficult to secure a tucked away space where a large tent can be built. Therefore, in this case, we have placed a one-pole tent with only one tarp and pillar, and arranged assets such as chairs and a vault around it. In a sense, we have prepared something orthodox.

"Ledge, I brought it."

"You're doing great."

By the time the tent was safely built, the lacto had returned with the boar.

Since the boar is small, it can be dragged and transported even if it is a non-powerful lacto. Receive the four-eyed porcupine she brought with her, and quickly dismantle it. In this way, it is stored in a simple vault (portable storage) before the freshness drops.

"Eheh. Ella? I'm Ella?"

"Oh, oh, great, great."

"Hmph. That's right. You can praise me even more!"

... but it's still a little weird.

She doesn't seem to be feeling well, but she looks different than usual. It's usually cooler, cooler, or more grown-up. But now she's as innocent and intuitive as a young girl.

"Hey, Lacto."

What's the matter?

"Let's take a break." The tent was also completed. "

I say that, and I urge her to sit next to the bonfire. But when I put my hips down in another chair, she sat on her lap.

Lacto-san!?

She looks up at us with a cat-like smile as she raises her voice in surprise.

That's good. I've fought a lot, so it's a reward.

"Yeah... no, you can't."

It seems convincing because they say it too clearly, but I can't overlook it.

I hold Lacto's armpit and move him to the next chair. She swells her cheeks with a stubborn face, but it wouldn't be good for a stone.

I knew it. Lacto's a little weird.

"It's not weird!" I'm just being patient all the time..... "

Lacto-san!?

I really don't think so.

I think I usually hide it until I hear the tone of my voice. Somehow, I feel that my behavior and actions are getting younger.

Maybe that's one of the reasons I remembered my niece when I saw her.

Anyway, she's not normal now.

"Hey, does Reggie hate me?"

When I hold my head, Lacto approaches me again. His mouth is sharpened and his blue eyes are moistened. She looks like a young girl with her fingers on her lips.

"It's not like that, but for now, calm down."...... I can't help it. "

This may be judged as an abnormal condition in the stone.

I let her sit in the chair again, holding her shoulder and manipulating the window with one hand. Open the system window and select a support item. I used something that I didn't want to use very much if possible.

Tap the button on the window to instantly activate it. White bands of light form a circle around the area, and a systemically safe area is set on the field.

Various actions cannot be carried out within this area. Without a native raid, we will not be able to engage in any acts of war, use items, or activate techniques.

Pawn, Pawn and Cole sounded, and Lacto was rubbing his cheek against the back of my hand with an innocent expression.

"I came in because of the report." This is a GM (Game Master) fig. Can I help you? "

The call stops, and a bright red gear group appears in the field. A red-haired humanoid whose face is covered in a white mask. However, she is not the usual player.

A member of the Executive Committee of the Izanami Project, an official known as the Game Master, has various powers within the FPO game. Furthermore, figs are positions known as red GMs that provide more systematic support, such as dealing with in-game troubleshooting.

"Here you are. There's something wrong with your family." High-precision scans of the head should be checked for anomalies. If you seem to have a problem, you can force me to log out. "

“Okay, just a moment.”

The figs somehow manipulate the window. Then, the body of Lacto, who was surprised by the sudden visit of GM, trembled slightly, and for a moment the noise ran into the outline.

“Scanning complete. Seems like you're under a heavy load over a specific area.”

"Around the neocortex of the cerebrum."

"Well, in addition, the limbic system is becoming more active. Something special?"

I listened to the figs and answered while rubbing my eyebrows.

"I used it in combination with oral manipulation and ideological manipulation. It's more advanced than parallel thinking. It's the independence of divided thinking."

"That's... you've done quite a mess again, haven't you?"

Figs scratched her neck in surprise.

As I told Lact before, my parallel thinking and her divisive thinking are fundamentally different. Instead of dealing with more than one thing in one consciousness, we create a completely different consciousness and move things forward simultaneously.

Naturally, the work is overloaded.

"Probably, brain exhaustion. It exposed more instinctive emotions. The point is that toddlers have regressed. The exercise of the Arts System will be stronger than that.”

I should have let you stop it after all.

Listen to the figs and regret a little.

Since Lacto himself said that there was no problem, he thought that the burden of parallel chanting was minor. But it was much more than I expected, and it was squeezing the brain's processing power.

"Hey, Reggie! What are you talking about? Who is that woman?"

When you're worried, Lacto grabs the hem of your clothes with an angry face. I stroke her head and send my gaze to the figs.

"A little bit.... For now, let's take a break for today." Sleep tight. "

"Start a forced logout. We don't do sleep-wake procedures, so we'll stay asleep until we wake up naturally.”

"Hey, Ledge!"

The figs slip their fingers over the window.

A forced logout of the lacto was performed and her body shattered into particles of light.

Phew

Watching her log out safely, she sits down on a chair. I lean against my back and think about what's going on.

Ledge-san is not a bad person.

Figs say it while sitting in the chair next to them.

"...... is it okay if the red GM came here like this?"

"I am compiling the report on this case. I've heard a lot of stories."

I felt a strong gaze from under the mask and squeezed my shoulders.

I can't say much to her.

"Parallel chanting, is that it? This needs to be researched.”

Should I stop Lacto?

"For now. But it's probably okay."

While typing a sentence at high speed, the figs answered without looking at it. Hers is also a kind of parallel thinking.

“It's probably a systemic issue that she's had an impact on brain activity through her fission-thinking independence. I need to have it verified by the technical department for details...."

Well, I didn't expect that.

In the view of the fig, the lacto was strange because the system had not been built to assume her chanting in parallel in the first place. Due to unexpected behavior, the load was more than necessary, and such a situation occurred.

Can you make a system patch?

"It's going to be fine. Our technical department is excellent." It's been rubbed by the enthusiastic "verification team"

With a bit of irony, the fig says. Well, it's a highly skilled group of hundreds of battle-harvesting bugs, like every week. To this extent, it will be corrected as soon as the cause is known.

“Well, I'll take care of the rest (here). Please feel free to enjoy yourself as a normal person (user).”

"Okay, I got it."

Nodding firmly. But the figs were so distrustful that they could be seen from under the mask.

"If you really understood, the observation department wouldn't be screaming or staying overnight."... well, thank you for the report. ”

"Oh, thank you."

The figs bow and disappear. At the same time, the System Protect field was disperse and returned to the original forest.

"... I don't know what to do."

Suddenly being alone, I thought about what I was going to do while watching the fire bursting.