VRMMO no Shien Shokunin ～Top Player no Shikakenin～

Sunday night, 9pm.

I logged in a little earlier than everyone else, and I'm working on production activities.

One of the aims is to refresh the turtle-based equipment with weapons.

Weapon performance is about to suffer compared to protective equipment.

As I left Heathrow, I felt the need to renew the weapons of non-Tobi members.

Cane 2, sword 1, made sassy in the "City of Heathrow" blacksmith with fewer people.

The turtle-based upper limit of fine + 10 could be made, so this one has no problem with that.

You've lived up to Mr. Serene's guidance...... doing well.

Attack is increased by 30% on the iron system, and the endurance of the turtle system is quadrupled.

Even if it's a long journey, you can rest assured.

When that's over, we move on to making the accessories that Liz and I had promised.

The location is one of the benches by the fountain in Heathrow.

I used a small amount of Velcro that was rarely dropped apart from the methyl, and it was done without so much hassle.

While I'm at it, I don't think it's a bad idea.

Next up is sewing.

The material is a player's original synthetic fiber that resembles the denim fabric bought on the trading board.

And I also bought fireworm yarns that can be sewn in to make the entire armor fire resistant.

Both were expensive...... what an elf ear sold everything beautifully so I can afford the nostalgia.

I didn't think I'd sell it in just two days from registration.

Demand seems certain, so it might be a good idea to think about production again when you run out of money.

Concentrate and carefully, thread thoroughly into a slightly stiff denim-style fabric.

... and there's nothing wrong with it at hand.

If it's real, I want a machine, but if I sew 30% of it, I'll finish it on my own, because it's often the sewing of a game called TB.

The problem lies in the thighs, which are losing their senses by staying in the same position for a long time.

It's time for my legs to be paralyzed......

I want to stand and relax my body once. Your body hardens in the game, and your blood stays behind.

So...

"And Siesta... it's time to wake up and sleep in real life..."

"Sooo... Munya..."

I spoke to the girl who sleeps with people's feet on her pillows.

It was about thirty minutes ago that she flew in here.

Since it was the time to finish the becca acce, I couldn't even deal with Locke... but when I realized it, my knee was occupied.

"But what the hell is the point of sleeping in the game...?

"... seniors, don't you know? Sleeping in the game will restore both HP and state abnormalities. Besides, it also reduces the consumption of fullness"

"Seriously!? If you're awake, get out of the way!... my legs... already, the limit...!

"You're poor...... well, if you're working out, you don't want a knee pillow that feels so good. Senior knee, I liked it."

"Noah!

I can't afford to answer that.

Shortly after Siesta woke up her body, she put her hands on the ground so that the fabric she was making fell off the bench with her side.

Lose weight and restore blood circulation to your feet...... I wish I didn't have to reproduce it in VR with all these details!

Ahhh... NPC and players alike are turning their suspicious gaze at me.

I'm ashamed, but I can't move.

In the same position, the stone that the passers-by kicked accidentally flew onto my leg.

――

Direct hit to the paralyzed area.

A voiceless groan squeezed out of the back of his throat.

"I had a terrible eye..."

I sat back on the bench and nodded like that for quite some time until I could resume sewing.

I'm almost done with this, so I just want to finish it all at once.

Siesta looks at me like that all the time with a sleepy face that I never normally do when I wake up.

"Don Mai, Senior"

"I wonder if it's the dialogue between the people who made the cause! Oh, come on!

"How are you?"

"Knock..."

It's totally windy in the willow. This. A decent response won't come back.

I feel like I'm dealing with a whimsical cat...

"... by the way, what about Liquorice and Cyneria? Are you alone today?

"Those two are good kids, so I already slept tonight. I am a bad girl, so I meet my senior..."

"I think I heard a disturbing word, but am I hearing it wrong?...... ha. Then why don't you get some sleep, too? It's ten o'clock, and it's late for middle school, isn't it?

"- It's terrible, seniors! That's how you treat me as a disturber......! Ugh..."

"I don't care what you think, I don't cry to that extent..."

She said she was going to cry.

You're carefully covering your face with both hands and shivering to your voice, but that's the level of whiteness that makes me want to cry.

As I thought, I just have the same sleepy look under my hands that I unloaded.

"-But your classmate boy will be fooled by Colo with this, won't he?

"You are so much worse!

It's the devil, there's the devil.

I didn't expect you to abuse a woman's weapon... my classmate boy, take a closer look and notice.

You'll find out.

…… Hmm? "

"Oh? What's up?

Siesta suddenly starts to do her gaze in a space of nothing.

When I'm confused by that behavior, I stand up slowly, bow my head down and say something.

"Then it's time for me to sleep in real life. I'll see you again, Senior."

"Ooh, that's abrupt. Um... good night."

"Yes. Good night"

He leaves a greeting, waves and logs out.

I still have some doubts about that behavior... okay.

Being alone, I concentrated on sewing.

And then maybe five minutes later?

I heard quiet footsteps, so when I looked up, Liz, who was logged in, was about to sit next to me.

Remove the hat and place it on your own lap.

"Mr. Hynd."

"Oops. How was it, self-grading the test?

The reason why Rishi's login was slower than mine was because he was self-scoring for a mock exam in his own room.

Exclude parts of the descriptive formula and only have symbolic problems….

"Yes, I had no particular problem"

I don't have a problem with this guy because he's full of equals... he's too good to compete anymore.

At one point, I burned a sense of confrontation about losing to my sister, too, but it's not a very hostile one.

Now, as a brother, I only support my sister's path of study.

Come on, Rishi... you're number one.

"Damn, that's superimposed. Good luck."

"Ah... hehe..."

When I gently touched his head with a pom, he hid his face with his hat like it was lit.

I keep pulling my body over.

Leaving me alone about today, Liz inadvertently frowned and turned her harsh gaze at me.

"... Mr. Hynd"

"Hey, what?

"It smells like another woman from Mr. Hynd's body."

"Yes!?

Liz, who suddenly said something strange, makes me snap my nose around me.

Sure, Siesta was nearby until just now, but there's no such thing as a smell left...?

"Kung Kung... around this thigh, especially..."

"Eh!?

A dog or you! You're lying... how do you know?

There's nothing nasty about it and I'm not willing to hide it, I'm not... my suspicion is ringing a fierce alarm that I shouldn't tell you.

Now the light is lost from Liz's eyes, and his eyes no longer peer into the abyss of darkness, but are. Scary.

I followed that line of inquiry and pulled the accessories out of the inventory to force Liz to put them on my neck.

For sudden movements, Liz wakes her body up with her eyes black and white.

"Ko, is this...?

"Look, look, you promised on the first day of the event, right? Instead of targeting event rankings for Yumil, Liz said she'd make some kind of alternative accessory."

"Did you remember...? Wow, beautiful..."

The witch's clothes are plain, so I picked out the brightest possible color objects to make a becca necklace.

The colour is translucent, with a slightly mixed red yellow with a brown pattern forming a distinct colour flavour.

I also thought about the idea of hair decoration, but when I wore the hat, I was afraid that I would lose sight of it, so I settled on the easy choice of necklace.

The performance is superb +1, this dish is perfect for a magician whose magic power is +15.

"Thank you!

"Satisfied?

"Yes!"

Good for you.

The expression is brighter, and the light returns to my eyes. I am relieved.

Liz took the necklace and looked out, so I went on to sew.

"But that's not what we're talking about, is it?

"Yep..."

"Right?"

"... Yes..."

Later, for a while, Liz stuck up to me and couldn't leave.

That's in the same position as Siesta...... I mean, it's my second knee pillow today.

Says, let's keep it like this until we override the smell.

As a result, I kept sitting on the bench in that position until Yumil, who had logged in, pulled Liz clean.

Needless to say this has paralysed my legs again......