VRMMO no Shien Shokunin ～Top Player no Shikakenin～

... the sky is blue.

It's a blue sky that leaves.

Slightly stronger beach winds push out thicker and thicker clouds.

Speaking of which, this place is only a cape and the wind is strong all the time......

There is also a warm climate in the South that seems to be the 'Republic of Mar', and it feels unbitter even in the same position as it has always been.

"... seniors. Could you be running away from reality?

"... a little"

Looking to heaven, a relaxed voice calls from the near field.

The Lord who uttered the word is, of course, Siesta.

Are you tired, or even if Stan solves it, he hasn't moved at all from his return position.

He looks up at the sky and sleeps tight, just like me on the side.

What keeps me asleep... yeah...

"Exactly, a bit of a series of last moves... I hate myself..."

"Ma, I can't say anything about people either. Senior, it was Dassa Dassa..."

"!? Ah, you, against the person who tried to help me. It!? That's pretty awful!

Unexpectedly, the weight on one arm disappears.

Alauda jumps up and points at Siesta.

Around the area where there seems to be a little redness and good blood tone on the face, the effects of falling seem to be minimal.

I appreciate you saying things like defending me, but I think Siesta is right about that in return.

"No, no, I'm more honest than a weird congrats...... hey?

Point your gaze at Siesta.

Then the snort returned lightly......

"That's right. I was nasty, too, wasn't I?

"The quote that swung scattered by Yumil, I went to pick apples with my hips, so hey... I don't look good."

"hahahaha"

"Why are you laughing at me for being derogatory!? I don't know, I don't know..."

With a slightly less poisonous look, Arauda mouths her honest feelings of perplexity.

It's a good trend... I guess. One more step, I feel.

Siesta still doesn't seem willing to say anything, even if she sees Alauda like that.

One small yawn.

Eventually, Arauda lowered her head deeper towards me.

"Well... you tried to help me, thank you - not, thank you, thank you"

Uh, will you thank me for the stupidity that ended up just falling with you?

Don't feel sorry for me when I'm disciplined.

"Never mind. Not at all, but pure thoughtful behavior... because it's the result of thoughts filled with intentions to keep the two of us from getting along any further."

"And you're failing."

"That's right... it doesn't make any sense, not at all..."

"My body's moving! Like - I can't help myself when I see people in need... or that's not why I'm really a senior..."

"That's because, you see... it's rolling over there, the Gilmouth in the garden and stuff"

What makes you so happy, a smile and Siesta stick me up.

I'm in a good mood on the field.

The Gilmen girls are gathered around Richt in the case, starting with Rose, and the other players are regrouping and regrouping because they have been scattered across the board.

"... Um"

So I finally woke up and turned to Alauda, who was still standing there.

Siesta also woke up and put The Golden Apple, which remained in her hand, over my head with a sleepy face.

... Why?

And that's anyway.

"Uh, what's going on? Shouldn't Arauda go back to where the gardens are assembling, too?

"No, the... like the two of us right now, you mean a cheap conversation..."

To what Alauda said, me and Siesta looked at each other.

I don't know, surprise...... what a change of heart.

I look at that look on this one, and I shake my head to see if Alauda looked at what she said.

"Me, what are you talking about... sorry, forget it"

There are signs of Siesta moving on her back trying to leave.

... It looks like you should shut up and watch what happens here.

"Hmmm...... only"

……

"Only, in my case,"

Alauda looks back.

After waiting for that, Siesta continued her words.

"In a big way, it's whether the words make sense or not."

"Words...? I live in the same country, so the words make sense, don't they?

"The way I see it is superficial. Simple."

"What the hell!?

"Uh, yes, yes. Anyway, that's not what I said. Um... if you soak up all the troublesome explanations and make them simple, do you mean polarity, whether it's fun talking to you - or not?

What Siesta's trying to say, I know, is somehow.

Interacting with someone who is a one-way street or doesn't engage in a conversation is something that feels quite painful...

Did Arauda also understand Siesta's statement better than earlier, showing a subtle angular nod?

"... say that from the beginning. Does that mean you have the right personality or something?

"I don't think you necessarily have to have the right personality. A lot of kids ask their classmates for empathy and empathy. Me and Rico, does the rhino wavelength look right to you?

"invisible"

"No, shake it from yourself. What... instant answer?

"Because it's not. It's a poppy trio."

"... uh, well, no. So, you just don't have to have the right personality. Is it called wavelength? If that's a little bit - even a small part of it fits, can you say who you might be able to talk to? That's what I described as the right person."

I've been talking too much lately, haven't I? And, Siesta turns this way and blurs.

... Good luck, but should we try harder?

Arauda also looks like she still doesn't have enough explanations.

When I show that by hand, Siesta has one cough even as she looks a little nasty.

"I don't think I should dare say this... what's the matter, it makes me feel like a kusai..."

"Fine, go on. Talk to me. I want to hear it till the end."

Alauda's attitude toward Siesta trying to finish the story is that she can't tell until she's consistently put it into words.

Ultimately, Siesta resumes the conversation as she scratches her cheeks, either from the decision that it's better than the current state continues.

"If you speak plainly to Alawda too... conversation can often be likened to catchball?... right? Senior."

"What, you want to ask me there?... Well, yeah. Sometimes you throw a strong ball unintentionally, you become a dodgeball, and sometimes a stone is thrown in. Right. Throw the ball, take the ball your opponent threw back, throw the ball again... it's basic, right?"

By the way, Yumil and Liz are hosting a dodgeball tournament of conversations quite often.

Every day, every day, you're not tired...

"Yeah, yeah, seniors and I still have similar sensibilities. Even if you mix some strong balls and stones, seniors will throw it back, mostly gently, after catching it properly without injury. That's why it's a dimension for me to have a fun conversation."

"... I hope you don't mix the stones, do you?

The irony that Siesta said earlier was dull, in this case, falls on the "stone".

Alauda nods vaguely with a face such as half understanding of whether she is being followed somehow.

"... so, in his case for example... by analogy now, throw a pointy stone or a big, unsprickly rock, knife from behind someone who has absolutely nothing to do with it, and it makes you look like you're laughing at the Guerraggera."

"So, but!

"Well, it's a story from me. On top of that, it would be funny to me to be lying there, wouldn't it? Then laugh - 'cause it feels like you're forcing me. Come on. It's not funny, really."

……

"So I guess for me the example would mean that he falls under... the conclusion," the person you can't talk to. "What do you say, Alauda? I'm tired of talking to you now, you understand?

――

It's like being struck by lightning - or Alauda opening her eyes to surprise as the scales fell from her eyes.

I wander around the vicinity trying to explore your memories for example A, for all the verses that come to mind.

Eventually, Arauda opens her mouth with a squeaky face like a possession fell off.

"Siesta... you."

"... what?

"After all, that... is an inner focus when it comes to that aspect?

"Hmmm...... thats how much arauda don't you see? Me, nothing like that, I'm not gonna hide it?

Hilarious, Siesta looks at me.

I was caught by it and Arauda looked at this one too - after a little look, I was immediately distracted by the panic.

I don't mind, but I'm kind of sad.

"Oh, right... that's pretty blatant... well, that's what happened..."

"Oh, maybe Alawda, now that you're satisfied with everything? Then stop fighting."

"No, we'll keep fighting."

Isn't that obvious? and Arauda looks back at Siesta with a clearer grin than ever before.

In contrast to her appearance, which increased her energy, Siesta responded with a face that increased her chills a few times.

"Er... that's enough... I haven't even lost a battle yet, but I've talked to you about enough...?

"No, I still need to ask you something! Now the battle is finally close to each other."

Bisili, and Alauda pointing at the gold apple that remains on my head.

And when he and I met each other, he moved those fingers toward Siesta, as he panicked again.

... Can I put it down now? This......

"Okay!? We'll do everything we can after this!

"Ok, ok... I don't know how many times I've replied like this..."

"I don't trust you for everything you've done or everything you've done! You are!"

"Well, it's far from me... because it's the word of a distant star..."

"Word of the earth!? You're Earthlings!

After that, again and again, Alauda went back to Rose and the others, just in case.

But would Arauda be aware of that?

The annoying Siesta explained that to me, which means that Arauda is getting a little admitted as the "person who makes sense"......

"... what is it? Senior."

"No, nothing? It's nothing."

I just feel like I'm getting a little bit of hope that I'm going to be a fighting friend...

Siesta seemed to have a lot to guess from my expression, but because she was tired, she slapped me in the back with a pessi without saying anything.

Apparently he's demanding an obu, but more than that, it's time not to pouch the gold apple......?

Even though it's a loot in the corner, the handling was cluttered, and I felt like I could only understand a little bit of how Alauda had been feeling when I had persistently pushed her.