VRMMO no Shien Shokunin ～Top Player no Shikakenin～

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Hidehei is stuck at his desk.

Its shoulders were raised and lowered regularly, and the visible side closed its eyes and was found drooling of covetousness.

My mouth is sluggish and loose about what I'm dreaming about.

……

I sleep feeling really good, but unfortunately I'm in class now.

And even more unfortunately, it's far from my seat to Hidehira's.

Depending on the type of class you're in, you can leave me alone... that math teacher is tough on sleeping.

Math is also a bad area for Hidehei, and besides, it's going to be time to get around to answering the seats in order.

Somehow, I just want to wake you up right now.

- And Hidehei's diagonal seat, Mr. Sato and I met eye to eye.

……

In a discreet degree of movement, I try to gesture that I want you to wake Hidehei and do it.

Did you convey your intentions….

Sato looks plenty shy and then still takes action.

That's right, everyone's dependable class chairman.

Sato-san poked Hidehei with a sharpen.

"Hehe..."

Oh, no.

Apparently the irritation was weak.

……

Hey, hey! Don't let Sato get you into trouble, you're just pissed off!

Escalate to erasers, rules, underlays and something closer to attack than to wake them up.

And then finally, a round textbook hit me in the head.

"Ho!?

"Ah..."

Scone! The petty sound rang in the quiet classroom.

It was also due to Hidehira's loud oddity, not something that could be deluded out......

The math teacher apparently immediately guessed what was going on after seeing Sato, who produced the sound, and Hidehira black-and-white her congested eyes.

Sato, who rarely takes an unserious attitude in class, walks through and walks over to Hidehei's side.

"Jin Jin..."

"To?"

"Doctor, I've been impressed with your attitude in class lately. Too bad."

"To? Huh?

Hidehei still couldn't swallow the situation...

Needless to say, after class, a penalty was imposed.

"How did this happen..."

Hidehei holds his head.

On the desk is a piece of paper and writing equipment with a single formula.

After Mr. Sato looked sorry for a moment, he rushed to make a harsh look and say something.

"Wow, because it's not my fault!?

"It's okay, Mr. Sato. This guy I slept with is bad."

The content of the penalty is a mini-print of mathematics.

The deadline for submission is all over the day, and now it's the second time off.

It's full of kindness around the amount of time you can spend on a day off other than noon.

Hidehei, who wants to spend plenty of time in the game after school, is desperately trying to print.

"Damn... that ghost teacher..."

"I guess that's all they expect. That teacher, I'll leave the one who's really unwilling..."

"Oh, that's what it looks like if you ask me. You've been watching, Kishimizu."

Saito enters the conversation as he pokes Sato in the shoulder.

Apparently, I'm here to see Mr. Sato.

They're going to move in together for the next elective.

"Yes, this"

Mr. Saito came out with a round hand with something, so I received it reflexively.

Seeing it, that looks like a treat in wrapper paper......

"Chocolate. Even you on the shore, you look tired, don't you?

"Whoa... thanks. Are you tired of playing games?

"That's not all, is it? In your case, Shoreline. Eat. Eat."

"Oh, yeah? Then don't hesitate."

"Yeah, go ahead"

Take the wrap and throw the milk chocolate in your mouth.

Sweet...... but it does feel like the sugar is creeping on my body.

Mr. Saito would like to thank you again while I look closely... etc.

And Saito, who smiled, takes Sato out of the classroom.

"Tsugumi! You're getting better grades, so don't skip it and do it! Idiot!"

"Yes, Chairman!? One last word, you don't need it!? Right!?"

My classmates are moving around, but Hidehei and I will stay like this as long as time permits.

I have to tell you if there is anything I don't know, especially since it is not a ban on support.

Teaching is until the solution, though I never teach the answer as it is.

Hidehira looks at me rolling chocolate over her tongue in a less popular classroom.

"... wow. Now's the time to say it, can I hit you?

"Where did last night's reflection go? I mean, you got it in place of chocolate, too."

"What!?

"Mr. Sato's curse"

"Don't line up sweets and curses!? Chikushi, hey, hey!! - I mean, why are we doing better than me!? Last night's logout time was pretty late, wasn't it?!? We met in the morning, but Unblessed was as loud as usual! What's the difference!?

"No, you're loud enough now too..."

Last night...... the time I retired the sky tower is roughly a late night.

Then I went to bed, so it's hard to say it's healthy.

But the three of us are asleep right after we log out.

I started the game when I was ready to go to bed, so I did.

"Hidehei, maybe you took a bath after you logged out?

"Yes, but..."

"No, because the bath activates the sympathetic nerves. You wouldn't have been able to sleep, would you? Not right away."

"... well, yeah. I thought I had to go to bed early, but I was in the futon doing a smug job."

"Maybe I should just go to sleep and come in in the morning"

Simple story, Hidehira's sleep is shorter.

... Given my waking time, it's hard to compare exactly.

I don't have time off for chores.

"It's just last night's challenge. Though I have no choice, what I didn't do the day before the holidays is a reflection. Whatever. This time..."

"It was, there's a wild reward! Oh no! I just need to finish these prints in order to get home soon!

"Go as far as question three, as far as question three. If that's it, we'll make it to the next class."

"OK! I'll do it!

For better or worse, the game drives Hidehei to motivate.

However, it is not silent, but it is still being solved while talking.

"Even so, yesterday's last floor... I didn't expect to be cleared by just the two of us."

Half of my thoughts were taken to the game, and the topic goes to talk about TB.

The math problem at hand...... sounds ok.

You weird, clever bastard.

"Luck was on my side, but I knew I didn't."

"What was it like? Were you awake to the power of mystery? Awkward people, because resuscitation resuscitation had already expired. Come on. You don't know."

We finally ran out of resuscitation items at the end of the 305th floor and ran out of MP and were devastated.

Again, it's tough when you get a series of attacks of Hate ignorance by all those gushing general monsters.

All I had left was me and Unblessed...... Yumil, how could I go from there to one upstairs.

"The two of us, naturally, can't handle more enemies in time... the last one on the 306th floor, knock them down even though they're exposed to the attack of three enemies?

"Whoa, seriously!? Three superior angels? I don't know, Unblessed... Superman."

"I was surprised myself. Better than before, last night was excellent... but you felt like your bottom line was fully activated. So I can also say that I was awake in that sense. You just burned out there, even though it was an instant kill when you walked into the 307th floor."

"So, at the end of the day, Lord Hynd was left behind."

"No, Friendly Buddha in Overall Attack"

"Ooh......"

Ultimately, the items in the inventory were empty, except for the resulting material, and the MP was empty, so there would be no regrets.

... I'm a little scared to calculate my income and expenses, considering the total amount of recovery items I've used.

As a result, the arrival hierarchy of migratory birds ended in a record of 307 floors.

"Two days left, what do you think? Looks like we got a tentative first place."

"Ma, the string moon party record was on the 300th floor of the Mirror Boss loss, and I'm not worried about being pulled out after two days...... OK, I can do it!

Hidehei put the pen down, so I get up ready too.

I was borrowing and sitting, the seat in front of Hidehei...... put your chair firmly back in Tanaka and start moving.

"I mean, you're unblessed self-fulfilled in the first place, aren't you? The highest hierarchical arrival record is. Sure, I'd be happy to take it."

"What matters is the attack score the brave aura is on. I told you to pay attention."

"Right. Why don't we raise our respective wild limit scores..."

"I wish the score I got from last night's offense was in..."

"Ah, you were in so much, weren't you? It doesn't make sense because it's fixed. In that regard, Unblessed's offense score is good. Whichever way you make money..."

Where we left off, I shut the deserted classroom door with my back hand.

Starting tonight, we're going to another wild party.

... Let's hope you don't get along with the weirdos.