Moto Sekai Ichi’i no Sub-chara Ikusei Nikki - 260 241 I want to see an ambitious family without pain and eclampsia

A few hours after Merson flew out of Imperial Castle, the sun was about to set sooner or later.

“We searched the log houses along the coast all washed up, but we didn’t see a man like that”

“… yes”

The search for the man who destroyed the assassin organization Davast continues.

“There are seven empty houses, nine away, of which there are three houses with signs of having dogs”

“Then do a thorough research from those three houses. However, be careful not to irritate them too much.”

“Ha”

When Merson gave the instructions, he lay down in bed with a sleeping support. In its head, thoughts circle.

A man with a dog would be terribly strong against him. Instructions to the shadow are considered dangerous if they are poorly stimulated. Because of this, however, it was also considered that the investigation was likely to be difficult to navigate. Even if we can discover it, we’re more likely not to get help from it.

If we don’t hurry, everything moves around Seven and the Empire collapses. Still, Merson couldn’t help but think so.

The way to stop eating is not better than to do something about Seven, which is the center.

“I hope they find me tomorrow…”

The sighing or thin voice vanished vainly into the room alone.

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Rinja Olinyun has lived a truly comfortable life since she came to this world.

He dreamed of a more natural life and vaguely admired the term slow life. That was long before it was reincarnated in the appearance of a subcharacter into this world, secretly.

But life, funding, society, others, the body, gets in the way.

In his previous life, he could not finally achieve the life he wanted.

In his previous life, he held a profession known as “pro-gamer”. He is a member of Japan’s professional gaming team.

He is from China, his parents are Chinese, his nationality is Japan, and he is Japanese with the name “Yu Yamamoto”. I can speak Japanese without any particular problems, but the pronunciation only gets a little harsh.

His origins like that are just a little bit more difficult compared to those around him. Therefore, I have been exposed to a lot of prejudice and struggle from an early age. Even after I went to college, I was greatly troubled.

Is that why? He gradually becomes inclined to play online games. In the game, race, nationality, and sometimes even language are not big elements.

He had a rare gameplay talent of his kind. As he sees it, he becomes a regular in the world rankings, begins to be recognized around him, and after a full day… he makes a great decision.

What a professional professional gamer he became after college. I made up my mind to do whatever I wanted and live.

… As soon as he did, he got bored with the game.

Looking back at the way he came, he also seemed like a “common failure,” but he didn’t realize that possibility at all until he actually did. For him, the game was “play”. “It’s like a dream to be able to make play work,” everyone thinks.

The reality is that outside of play and elsewhere, there is constant and massive surveillance, duties and responsibilities are attached, it is never acceptable to fail to make efforts, and no matter what, we must continue to win, a totally uninspiring task. And gradually the boundaries between life and work became blurred, and at four or six o’clock worried about the game along with anxiety, I started playing the game “I have to play it”.

Around, some people enjoy folding well. But he can’t do it.

The online distribution of the game, which started out floating at first, also gradually became less frequent in order to secure practice time and protect sensitive information such as strategy, and eventually remained behind in delivery for more than two years.

reality too far from the ideals he had in mind. He lost his play and free time and mental health at the same time and wanted to quit over and over again.

But before I start doing it once, I have life and responsibility. If you quit, what will you do about re-employment? I have no confidence in my education or background. Too much to think about. So excuses go first before you think about it. Quitting suckly wasn’t that easy for him.

I guess it wasn’t for you. While I thought so, I was only extremely good at playing, so I ended up continuing to sloppy with inertia.

It was always about slow life to think about escaping reality in those days. In a natural seaside house, on sunny days, go out to sea and fish, and on rainy days, read books in the house. I used to fantasize before I went to bed about wanting to have such a relaxing life one day.

It would have been different again if we could have shared those little dreams with someone. But when he told his friends only once in the past, he couldn’t tell anyone since we said “it doesn’t fit the character” along with ridicule.

– The turning point was abrupt. An example is the Mevius Online 3,000 man crack case.

He was terribly pissed off that he was crushed of the money he was making best, but at the same time he felt like a blowout.

I’ve made up my mind. With this in mind, I’m determined to try something else.

He applied for a temporary vacation because of his mental shock, and first planned to go on a full-scale fishing and camping trip he had never been able to do, even if he wanted to.

Naturally, I am alone. I don’t have any friends to go with. He was almost a beginner, but he stepped on it as he had done his preview by watching fishing on the embankment about once a month, camping videos, etc., so he had no problem on his own.

– The fall was abrupt, too.

When he was able to fish, he went fishing alone to the famous Iso, where he slipped his legs into rocky seaweed and fell into the sea.

It was the first time that Iso fishing had taken place. I spared no effort to buy spike shoes. The life jacket he was wearing was also a very crude cheap item. In the Iso, where the wave twirls become stronger, it is dangerous unless it is properly buoyant. In addition, it is a place that should always be visited by two or more people so that they can help each other in emergencies.

As a result, they were rescued by other fishermen who were accidentally present and transported to nearby hospitals… it was too late.

– And the biggest turning point comes.

A system that I had to know all about in my job as a professional gamer. Therefore, he could become a socially powerful person for a long time. You have plenty of free time, you don’t have any trouble with gold, and you don’t die that easily to the extent that you have fallen into the sea. Speaking of, I can live with all the things I want, ideal place (…).

Yes, and for him, again, this was the “best world” -.

Melson and Nato are gone three days early from within the Imperial Castle. Although I’m getting used to it because I work for the general up to Nato’s minute, I’m honestly busy messing around.

Still, at least once a day, I had a good mesh with the lights. It is no longer customary.

“-Look. I tried to make it this afternoon, but for the first time, it would be brilliant, wouldn’t it? Oh, no, it’s not like I made it for you or anything. On a whim, yes, just on a whim, I wanted to try cooking. Don’t get me wrong, okay?

Today’s noon mesh was summoned by some fluffy atmospheric lights. Sitting in his seat as prompted, Wright speaks that out quickly in front of the omelet rice he brought from his hand. I have a lot of mouth to mouth when I do it, and it doesn’t look at me at all. So this guy’s nervous, huh?

“You look delicious, fried rice.”

“It’s omelette, idiot!!

“Joke, joke”

“Ugh!

Is this somewhat solved?

… I see, though, you cook.

Somehow, I was wondering what it might be. Since the day they made me tea, I thought Wright might be interested in “making something out of someone”.

Omelette looks, frankly, very good. I can tell at a glance that I must have made it in tandem.

I was a spoon, and softly, I carried into my mouth the dish that Light would have made for the first time in his life.

“Oh.”

“What do you say?

“Stunning. Delicious.”

“Yay… Wait, what do you mean, stunned?”

“No, delicious, usually delicious”

“So what do you mean!

Wright showed it in an angry breeze and was so happy inside. It’s definitely because my face is nibbly. Know that, the maid is also disguised as a face, but she is not hiding Niyaniya.

“Delicious. The texture is also interesting”

“… right? Seven always had a big bite, so I dared to cut the chicken and onion into larger pieces to emphasize eating well. And the ketchup was made slightly sour. Because these eggs were so mellow. The accompanying salad is cut into thin pieces to enhance the flavor with garlic oil so that when eaten together, the flavor can be changed. Oh, yeah, you know what’s hidden?

Seriously communicating his thoughts, Wright began to talk like he cut a weir. They made it more elaborate than I expected. What a fun thing to talk about.

Hmm, hidden flavor? Actually, I get it.

“Tabasco?”

“How did you find out!? Correct!”

No, where I’m putting it on pizza yesterday, it looked so interesting. Don’t.

Oh, now that I think back, I’m like, “Do you like hard?” or “You don’t like vegetables?” or whatever they were asking me, me.

“Seven, you have a surprisingly good tongue. I’m impressed with this light.”

“Stop saying it like Olympia”

“Aha.”

I’m in a good mood to see it. I guess I got confidence in my cooking.

… You’re having fun, Wright.

When I saw him laughing in a good mood, I smiled unexpectedly.

A place of mind, where you can interact with others and smile naturally. If you can find something like that, you don’t have to twist any more.

I don’t know what to say, but he wants to be healthy and supportive as I advise him to be.

The prince cooks. That’s good. Is there a problem? No matter what anyone says, I’m here for you. Even if they’re emperors.

“Hey, what is it? Don’t laugh.”

“It was delicious without a multiplier. Why don’t you make it for my dad someday?”

“Huh! Ma… well, sometime?

When it comes to the emperor’s story, his face is still convulsive, but still definitely better than before he was more and more depressed each time.

That’s good, Wright. That’s how it goes.

I enjoy every day. Oh, my cold father and scary sister, there’s no such thing as an unbroken existence.

“- Excuse me. Knight Chief, it’s time.”

“Oh, it’s that time already”

Olympia picked me up as I drank tea after dinner and was neat.

Was this followed by a strategic meeting with the Emperor? That’s just texty. “The boulder is a seven!” “Don’t think of any interesting maneuvers then!” “I’m impressed with the rest! It’s easy because it feels like” praise. ”

As far as I’m concerned, don’t hate just thinking about the paperwork that follows. It’s going to take till midnight again. Nevertheless, I’m kind of not inclined to ask Joe, who is brainwashed, to help me, and why don’t we just throw a round at Olympia… No, let’s not. He’s going to be happy to do it all night and I don’t like the other way around.

Or me, why are you working so hard for so many serious days? Wasn’t that a vacation? I’m bored because there hasn’t been an assassination in the last three days. Winfield, that’s a different story.

“Huh, Mr. Treat”

I finish my tea, say something to the lights, and take a seat.

Then the light nodded “…… Mmm” as it lit up.

And the moment I go out the door, I say, “Seven!” He calls me to a halt.

When I looked back, Wright continued his words after a brief tour.

“… Oh, I’ll make it stew tomorrow”

From…?

“So for about tomorrow night, have a good dinner and get some rest. You’ve been up all night anyway, haven’t you?

Light said so with clarity.

I can’t think of it before. I could have assured you that there was no way this guy would put that in his mouth, even if he was worried about someone else.

The base of my mind…… it seemed more effective than I imagined, the surface.

“Light, you’re a good cook.”

Please, I want you to keep going. Because it seems like a lot of fun to watch.

“I can be a good husband”

When I tapped lightly on my mouth and left the room behind, I went from the gap in the closing door to the light “Shut up!” I heard a cheerful voice.

Is Meshi stew tomorrow night?

Well, by then, I’ll definitely have to finish the paperwork.

“Is…? Omelette……?

Casablanca, kneeling in front of Spica Amrit, who sits deeply on the couch in a luxurious, pales out today’s surveillance (…) report.

Spica, hearing it, opened her mouth in a terribly frustrating manner.

“What’s that…? I ask you out every day, don’t I? But you said you were busy at work… and you were eating omelet rice where I wasn’t looking…? You said it was delicious six times? You only had one time when I was you? And the texture? Were you also hitting on the hidden flavor? Huh? You think you can be a good husband…?

Bottles and the glass I had in my hand leaned and the floor was full of wine.

And I thought Spica grabbed the glass tightly – full of strength and threw it at Casablanca.

“It’s your fault! If only you were exploring Seven’s preferences more and cooking the right dishes for it! I wasn’t liked any better! If only you were making omelettes that day!!

As if the child had eclampsia, Spica hits Casablanca loudly and hard.

The words of Spica, who said then that he had cooked his own dishes, were bright red lies.

“I have money, status, power! More than anyone in this country! If I had caught your interest in cooking, drunk you in fine wine, reveal who you are and show you my trust, and tickle his ambitions, you would have done well! I could have stayed with him by now! Yet! Your cooking ruined my chances of a thousand encounters!

I blame Casablanca for everything and throw what I had on my desk as soon as I allowances and scatters something I don’t understand.

But Casablanca doesn’t even show a bare gesture to avoid it.

Gradually tired, Spica pokes her hands at the couch and opens her mouth as she stares into the void.

“… but Seven is Seven, too. Why? Why do you prioritize such a fucking kid, not me!? I’m not convinced! You could have complimented me more that day! I just stood in Casablanca, ate all the gear, and I left!? I have this room, Casablanca, the rings, the jewelry, the gear, everything! It’s all mine! Why aren’t you praising me?!

Spica, who punched the couch over and over again, nodded her face into the cushion as it was and screamed in tears.

Casablanca was just silent, faceless, watching it.

“…………… Enough, enough. Get praised by your father (…)”

I thought I cried for a moment, and Spica mouths that like a stubborn one.

“Seven, too, no more, no. Give it up. I’ll definitely get it.”

They also say things that are inconsistent.

“I don’t know what to do… Ah!

And all of a sudden, I looked up from Gabba and Cushion.

“Oh well… oh my god, that would be easy… me, why didn’t you notice…”

Standing up whining about bumps and solitude, he laughs a lot and goes on saying these words.

“Don’t ask your father to do it.”

‘Cause if you touch it, it’s ossimy-

◇ ◇ ◇

Four days have already passed since the Mersons began their search for the man who destroyed the assassination group Davast.

Perhaps this house, Atari had attached, but the key landlord had been absent for a long time.

There is no sign of coming back with this. But for so long, he hasn’t even looked like he’d been vacating the house.

Isn’t it time, today, to come back? With that expectation, Merson has been waiting in front of that house for four more days.

The rush should be on the other side.

But Merson was calm besides his thoughts.

No, should I say I braced my stomach? Or should I say I left my luck to heaven?

The only means left for her is to just wait. That was all I had.

She bets everything to the man who lives in this house.

– Your Highness.

In the evening, Nato whispered as he waited with Merson.

“Yes.”

Merson nods and looks in the direction of the footsteps (…).

One is unshakeable, the other is busy… one person and one footstep.

And…

“Who, you?

– Rin Jiaoyuan showed up.