No Game No Life - Vol 7 Chapter 2

Chapter 2

 

Chapter 2 —

 

Whodunit

 

Over-Explanation

 

Floating on the threshold of death, Miko——saw a

 

distant dream.

 

That was a distant…… comparable to eternity for a

 

dead person, a far old memory.

 

But for the undesiring girl, wandering alone for an

 

eternity, falling asleep at last——such a dream……

 

The girl recognized for the first time——was the

 

universe wriggling into creation.

 

It wasn’t even creation and destruction, the wriggling

 

heaven and earth merely painted over creation with

 

creation.

 

The girl asked——[What place is this], [Who am I].

 

The universe had nothing that could reply, but what did

 

——was the girl’s [Quintessence].

 

Her [Quintessence] replied——[This is a

 

star

 

planet],

 

[Thou is a G.o.d].

 

But the girl’s next query, her [Quintessence] simply

 

remained forever silent without responding.

 

——[What is a G.o.d] ——……

 

In that long silence, the girl simply took up a single

 

brush, continued questioning, continued writing.

 

Just a few words, she waited to the end for something

 

to reply, but what arrived were only the fires of war.

 

Turning towards the conflicting G.o.ds breaking the star,

 

the girl who asked merrily——received only an idle

 

reply.

 

Who are you——I am a G.o.d. What is a G.o.d——A G.o.d

 

is a G.o.d——…………

 

——The girl didn’t know, but Miko drifting in her

 

memories knew.

 

She didn’t have an “ego” on that star——to still

 

question [why].

 

The lonely philosopher who held her knee questioning

 

eternity, disappointed——fell into an eternal slumber.

 

Just one at the end of eternity. Finally getting an

 

answer, she embraced it lovingly——

 

【————Yes. Until thou awakened me. 】

 

With the resounding voice, the drifting far away

 

Miko’s consciousness was lifted up…………

 

[……I wonder……? Why, am I still alive?]

 

Looking around to her surroundings, Miko noticed her

 

eyes were——no.

 

She didn’t have any of her senses.

 

Within the unclear silence, she heard the familiar

 

voice echoing inside her consciousness.

 

【——Denial. If you release this hand, then your soul

 

will soon fall off the dew and disappear. 】

 

Those words belonged to that girl, the [Quintessence],

 

she harbored within her body for many years.

 

It was a voice that sounded to be emotionless, lifeless

 

——without any warmth.

 

[I see. But we can’t talk if I die, you know? See, it’s

 

exactly because we can’t, you even became the dew,

 

right.]

 

Somehow, it seemed her soul was being held——

 

literally, “in the palm of G.o.d’s hands”.

 

Although she didn’t seem to not only have a mouth and

 

throat, but not even a body——Miko laughed loudly.

 

Maybe it was because that didn’t please her, but……

 

【——Thou. For scheming against G.o.d, know your

 

place. 】

 

For one instant, Miko’s consciousness was certainly

 

cut off.

 

She surely should’ve “died” in the palm G.o.d put her

 

power into——but she remained completely aloof

 

regardless.

 

I admit it. Even proudly. That I deceived an Old

 

Deus, and used her——and that’s because——

 

[Isn’t “the one who got deceived the one at fault”, a

 

rule of

 

Disboard

 

this world?]

 

——Once again, her consciousness got cut.

 

Did she die for a single moment again?

 

[I wish you’d stop killing and resurrecting me as you

 

please. It’s making my blood run cold——ah but I also

 

don’t have blood, do I?]

 

【——Thou schemed. Twice. 】

 

The G.o.d’s words of condemnation were words that,

 

just by themselves, would bring annihilation if it weren’t

 

for the [Ten Oaths]. But——

 

[Why are you sulking? I guess that means the game

 

must be proceeding as expected, huh.]

 

That’s right, if it’s proceeding just like she schemed,

 

then——

 

As if replacing the reply, Miko’s field of vision

 

opened even though she didn’t have even one of her five

 

senses.

 

She saw each one of the partic.i.p.ants proceeding on the

 

spiral drawn by the lands and separated as squares.

 

Apparently, things are all proceeding as planned——

 

[——You will lose you know?]

 

She laughed pleased, even forgetting she was in a

 

situation where she was immersed in death to the top of

 

her head.

 

【Affirmative. That may happen to a G.o.d deceived

 

twice by the Provisional Fee——everything is possible,

 

with nothing to be gained. 】

 

The G.o.d’s face as she said that couldn’t be seen.

 

But her voice didn’t contain any traces of emotion,

 

concern or interest at all.

 

Desiring nothing, expecting nothing, discarding

 

everything as if it was meaningless, the same as worthless

 

【I care not for what will happen. Winning or losing

 

——all that changes is the [outcome]. The [conclusion]

 

will not change. 】

 

——It seemed to be…… just like a child sulking.

 

【Thou schemed and betrayed——from the moment

 

thou sold me, the limit of the solution thou seeks would not

 

change anymore.】

 

Miko gave a wry smile since the girl wasn’t aware

 

herself.

 

Miko knew——no, she couldn’t understand.

 

She simply found out that it was like that.

 

For an Old Deus——for that girl, even the way to

 

measure the time itself seemed to differ from theirs.

 

Those eyes overlooking countless branches of futures,

 

and even the possible worlds, could already see the

 

outcome of this game——in that case, surely it must be

 

seeing what lied ahead of that outcome, as if it were

 

countless predetermined facts.

 

But.

 

[It’ll change…… the outcome and also the conclusion,

 

along with you.]

 

——It’s useless.

 

For starters, from the moment she was deceived by

 

Miko, it was clear there were things unknown even to the

 

G.o.ds.

 

That’s even more true when it’s about “this girl”

 

——Miko erased her laugh from her voice.

 

[I schemed, deceived, and betrayed you. The first time

 

unintentionally, the second time intentionally. Still——]

 

With a tinge of loneliness dyeing her voice, Miko even

 

so spoke——aggressively.

 

[I did not tell any lies. If you didn’t understand that,

 

then that’s the limit of what you can see.]

 

——When she told Miko, “thou sold me”.

 

In the end, the transcendental race’s recognition, its

 

range of comprehension…… was “just to that degree”,

 

she thought.

 

[I——and those people; they will also bring you

 

along, beyond that.]

 

That’s why she still declared, fearlessly.

 

[Skepticism is synonymous with trust. The move

 

which you don’t know of and I also once gave up on——

 

that will drag both the outcome and conclusion along with

 

the entire world, and change it all…… don’t you think the

 

move that will pull in such a future——will be a sight to

 

behold?]

 

【So they are what will pull it in——I see, so that must

 

be what thou calls a ‘spectacle’.】

 

The scenery captured in G.o.d’s eyes.

 

It was reflected in the vision it shared with Miko——

 

the figure of the ones approaching.

 

[P-Probably…… surely…… ah…… I wonder if it

 

was too precipitated……?]

 

——It’s alright…… it should be. Probably,

 

maybe…… surely——

 

——152

 

th square.

 

The place they are aiming for with their third move

 

was the 204

 

th square.

 

Based on s.h.i.+ro’s map, it was a plain grazing the

 

country of Haywest, the Elven Garde’s territory on the

 

Andalusia Continent.

 

From the rocks, it dissolved into an aqua color until

 

the barren wilderness halfway forming a desert.

 

The ones gathering attention from the pinnacle,

 

reaching for the ends of possibilities even G.o.d didn’t

 

know of were——right now,

 

“Hyaahahh screw that about walking with a person’s

 

legs, relying on tools is how we do it!”

 

——The potential of humans lies not on their bodies

 

but on their wisdom! or so he was shouting loudly.

 

A Harley ran through——splitting the wind, and

 

tearing through the wasteland.

 

The roar of the engine hit the atmosphere as it went to

 

the end of the period, literally roaring through it.

 

“S-Soraa!? Just what is thisssssss!?”

 

“……Ni, Nii…… r-reduce…… the, speed……”

 

The middle-aged man, pus.h.i.+ng the two screaming

 

children (provisionally two years old) into the sidecar,

 

roared.

 

“Don’t say something so rude, sister! Can’t you hear it

 

——the voice of the wind, telling me to become the

 

light!!”

 

Towards her older brother, whose eyes through the

 

rider goggles were harboring madness while saying some

 

ambiguous things.

 

s.h.i.+ro thought——it traced back to a few hours

 

ago……

 

————…………

 

It’s been 14 days since the start of the game——they’ve

 

ran out of food supplies.

 

“I’ve had enough…… I wanna go home, or rather, it’s

 

already over so everyone will die ahahahaha.”

 

“……Nii…… can s.h.i.+ro…… reach, the……

 

goal……?”

 

“Ah, a pink elephant is flying~…… it won’t take much

 

if we ride on that♪”

 

The three of them were still in their second move——

 

walking like ghosts on the 58

 

th square, where they

 

performed the

 

ritual

 

random number a.n.a.lysis.

 

……In the first place, it was by a miraculous luck they

 

managed to get hold of a cart so quick.

 

Losing the cart, they procured subst.i.tute legs, and in

 

the end they even made a bicycle on their own and

 

proceeded——

 

But the road-less path extending for 580km was far too

 

harsh for such a quickly-made ride.

 

Every time they lost the ride they struggled to obtain,

 

their hearts came closer to breaking——and unaware of it.

 

——I would rather walk than that, and the three of

 

them unthinkingly stepped forward with their own legs.

 

Only their dice increased smoothly, depending on

 

whom stepped on Sora and s.h.i.+ro’s tasks——but.

 

Sora and the others simply kept walking mindlessly,

 

evading the sun, escaping from the rain and getting

 

frightened of wild animals.

 

After spending more than two weeks like that, they

 

exhausted their food supplies, and finally fell into despair

 

——it was at that time.

 

Their vision blackened——they reached their

 

destination——at the end of the 119

 

th

 

loading

 

Square Movement].

 

The place where the outcome of [58] pointed to……

 

was the 120

 

th square, the one with the【Task】.

 

Those three were standing up lonely on the open

 

wilderness——and like them, there was a single billboard

 

standing alone.

 

——【Answer the name of this motorcycle’s maker. If

 

you can answer it, then you can take it! 】

 

At the side of the billboard, where they read one

 

sentence written by Sora and s.h.i.+ro themselves, was that.

 

A high-consumption large-sized motorcycle vehicle

 

with a side-car attached, making its engine growl and with

 

the fuel tank full.

 

Like always, it was a task that only Sora and s.h.i.+ro

 

could answer——and, although unlikely, maybe Jibril

 

——in other words.

 

——[Harley]

 

[24]

 

.

 

Throwing the dice once again, Sora rode on the Harley

 

smiling at the miracle witnessed by G.o.d——

 

“Hahah!! Using over half of the Tasks for [legs] really

 

paid off! Roar, V-Type Air-Cooled DOHC Evolution

 

Engine!!

 

[25]

 

Run through the spiral’s horizons, now, until

 

the sky!!!”

 

——And that’s how it became like that.

 

“……Ni, Nii, did you, have, a license……?”

 

s.h.i.+ro asked the obvious while the wind hit her face,

 

trying distract herself from the fear.

 

There’s no way he had that.

 

Forget about the license for a large bike, he had no

 

experience on driving anything aside a granny’s bike.

 

The community of the hikikomori NEETs don’t even

 

have the slightest motivation needed to obtain something

 

like that.

 

“The license to ride a Harley? Hah, of course I have

 

But the reply of her older brother as he raised his

 

thumb with all his heart went over——diagonally above

 

her expectations.

 

“The burning soul of an old man! The American

 

spirit!! Right here in my heart!!”

 

“……Nii, we are, j.a.panese…… also, it’s unclear if

 

we, have even the Yamato-Damas.h.i.+

 

[26]…… since we

 

are hikikomoris.”

 

The shout came from provisionally 43.2-year-old

 

virgin, Sora, who collected s.h.i.+ro and Steph’s dice——

 

“……Furthermore, that’s a ‘misrepresentation of age’

 

……come back, to sanity……!”

 

Regardless of the age he appeared, she a.s.serted the

 

inside was definitely the 18-year-old virgin Sora, but.

 

“Calm down, sister…… your brother’s heart had

 

never before been this much enlightened. It’s alright?”

 

s.h.i.+ro nodded insecure, as her brother once again

 

started speaking weirdly while smiling like a Buddha.

 

That change without any context was the best proof

 

nothing was okay at all, but——

 

“People are distinguished based on the country they

 

were born——would you say something so sad?”

 

——We are the world; we are the children.

 

Seeming about to sing like that, Sora looked at the

 

distance through the goggles.

 

“Would you be unable to know about Yamato if you

 

haven’t been born on j.a.pan? Feel the Yamato and honor

 

the Yamato…… Is that something you cannot do, as long

 

as you weren’t born inside the frame border known as the

 

j.a.pan drawn on the map? Your brother doesn’t think so.”

 

“……That…… is…… b-but, Nii——”

 

“America——that’s a good example. The only ones

 

considered Americans are its citizens——right?”

 

“……Y-yes…… it’s a country, of immigrants……but”

 

“However, both those of American birth and the

 

immigrants pride themselves of the America. Touch the

 

heart and know the mind. Not as a frame border——but on

 

the moment they touch that heart built up by the people,

 

that heart will also dwell in them.”

 

——Therefore, it’s not a problem of birth.

 

As her brother revised his Buddha smile and yelled

 

with a Kongōrikis.h.i.+

 

[27]

 

smile, s.h.i.+ro became convinced.

 

“I touched the

 

heart

 

Harley and an AMERICAN dwelt there

 

——I already am America!!”

 

——What should I do…… Nii is broken……

 

“W-Well, besides, that’s just in public isn’t it? Aren’t

 

those Earth’s legislative regulations? There aren’t any

 

policemen here either, are there?”

 

The self-proclaimed American complemented while

 

mumbling with such a chicken heart.

 

“s.h.i.+ro, it’s not just my impression right~ Sora is

 

already no good.”

 

Although reluctant, s.h.i.+ro held the exact opinion as that

 

disheartened comment, so she said out of despair.

 

“And also——well, isn’t it about time to consider a

 

serious problem……?”

 

“Problem!? There are no problems! Put the love from

 

the America, and——

 

what will be will be

 

let it be!!!”

 

“……Nii…… the Be○tles

 

[28]

 

, are…… from

 

England……!”

 

“As if I’ll let that whatever it may be happen!! S-s.h.i.+ro

 

understands too don’t you? Like picking up flowers——”

 

“……s.h.i.+ro, is a bishoujo…… and bishoujos, don’t

 

use…… toilets……”

 

“Eh, what did you say!? It’s hard to hear due to the

 

engine and the wind so please speak louder!!”

 

The flow went with her older brother developing

 

(physically) a protagonist’s deafness disease followed by

 

a combo of s.e.xual hara.s.sment, but she went with the flow

 

and ignored it.

 

s.h.i.+ro took out a tablet PC from the rucksack crus.h.i.+ng

 

Steph, and thought.

 

……Rather, it’s normal for her brother to be this

 

broken……

 

——It’s been over 18 days since the game started……

 

436 hours and 18 minutes to be accurate.

 

Their food supplies been exhausted, the fatigue was

 

piling up, let alone they haven’t had much sleep.

 

Even if it’s not monsters…… dangers enough to kill

 

people, like wild dogs, insects, and weather where

 

everywhere.

 

It was a long journey that’s scarce even in

 

environments where one could relax and rest——it would

 

be weirder if one didn’t break down.

 

……Though there was one exception, who was

 

carried on the back whenever she got tired of walking, and

 

would rest on the chest when laying down.

 

Except for s.h.i.+ro, who had “Nii” ——the best

 

portable bed that allowed her to have a sound sleep

 

regardless of the place.

 

Then from here on it’s my own job, s.h.i.+ro murmured

 

on her mind, and started her thoughts——sorting

 

situation, start.

 

——The names, number of dice possessed, including

 

their provisional ages——are as it follows:

 

Sora with [24] dice——43.2 years old.

 

s.h.i.+ro with [2] dice——2.2 years old.

 

Steph with [1] die——1.8 years old.

 

The reason why s.h.i.+ro and Steph are infants obviously

 

wasn’t for the sake of the

 

Old man Soul

 

Harley’s license.

 

If they become smaller, then the amount of food

 

supplies they need will reduce.

 

When walking, they would give priority to the stamina,

 

and would redistribute the dice.

 

The reason why s.h.i.+ro would keep two dice and Steph

 

one, was so her dice wouldn’t reach zero if her task was

 

coincidentally broken through.

 

It was exactly because they repeatedly adjusted the

 

dice based on the situation accurately that they came this

 

far——but.

 

The one who carried the burden born from that

 

repet.i.tion without letting even a single complaint slip out

 

was——her brother.

 

And as a result, Sora suffered a major damage——one

 

making people think the only reason he hasn’t sunk yet was

 

because he’s the flags.h.i.+p.

 

Steph——had excluded her requests along with her

 

thoughts.

 

She would live strongly with ‘there’s no shame since I

 

don’t even have panties’ spirit——conclusion.

 

(……There’s an urgent need to secure…… food

 

supplies, for Nii…… and an environment, which Nii can

 

get, a good sleep……)

 

——Current position, 152

 

th square.

 

At somewhere grazing the western border of a country

 

on Elven Garde’s territory, Haywest.

 

Number of dice and number of remaining squares until

 

the [Objective], the estimated

 

time and amount of fuel

 

necessary——

 

“……Ah.”

 

Pinching the LCD of the Tablet PC, s.h.i.+ro widened the

 

map showing there.

 

Discovering “a certain thing” barely included on the

 

current coordinates’square, she raised her voice.

 

She immediately made a formula——no, she indexed

 

a calculative formula, and murmured.

 

“……Nii…… at 2.4km to the east from here……

 

there’s a small city…… and an…… ‘inn’……”

 

“Inn!? Lodgings! Aren’t inns good when you’ve been

 

camping outside without taking a bath for more than two

 

weeks!?”

 

Being crushed by luggage and s.h.i.+ro, Steph reacted

 

with full force to that murmur, even faster than Sora.

 

——There’s also a toilet there, though Steph didn’t

 

say it, she took a single glance at s.h.i.+ro, who nodded.

 

But Sora slightly frowned his eyebrows, dubiously.

 

It’s just natural, s.h.i.+ro thought inside her mind.

 

That’s because s.h.i.+ro did not mind it even though the

 

word “bath” popped up——but.

 

“It’s fine! Hurry up and go already! Hurry, hurry up!

 

The flower! The flower is!!”

 

“……You, saying flower in a situation like this, you

 

sure are strong huh…… what will you do with something

 

like a flower, eat it?”

 

“Right! Now! If you don’t head there then——I’ll

 

jump down, alright!?”

 

“I-I got it, I said I got it! Really, and we finally got that

 

tension out……”

 

Sora said in a good condition, but just good enough to

 

not let her notice it was the last s.h.i.+ne before the candle

 

burned out.

 

Pouting——he reluctantly lowered the bike’s body.

 

Drifting loudly, he made the sidecar float while

 

making a turn and raised up sand——

 

“Hyaaaaaaaaaah is this vehicle unable to turn around

 

without doing thissss!?”

 

“That is right !!”

 

——s.h.i.+ro even got moved at the lie her brother

 

instantly replied without a single moment of hesitation.

 

“Is that so! Then it can’t be helped rightttttttttttttttttttt!!”

 

With Steph’s screams as the klaxon, the bike went

 

heading towards the small forest.

 

■ ■ ■ ■ ■

 

——On the same 152th square…… coincidentally at

 

the same time.

 

There was a figure of a man kicking the ground while

 

running on all fours, trying to overtake that klaxon.

 

It was Hatsuse Ino with four dice——provisionally

 

39.2 years old, wearing a black and red aura.

 

The red vapor, was proof of the [Blood Devastation]

 

——it was the vaporization of the boiling blood, but,

 

“Yes, well, it was my mistake alright? It may be a

 

blunder I committed without a single speck of intention,

 

but you know what?”

 

——The pitch-black color was proof of the laughing

 

beast’s boiling killing intent while baring its fangs.

 

Ino was enraged. He was boiling with more rage than

 

he ever did before.

 

Two moves before, Ino stopped on a certain square

 

and was told so by the voice that echoed:

 

————[Pluck out the thingy in your crotch and die

 

for the sake of the world.] ——Death, through

 

the【Task】he wrote himself.

 

Naturally, Ino closed his eyes——You’ll kill people,

 

so you also will get killed.

 

He long since prepared himself for that natural

 

retribution, but he still shed a single tear for the sake of his

 

prided son who would get plucked out.

 

And then, after a few minutes, or maybe a few hours,

 

waiting for his own death after accepting everything ——

 

he finally noticed.

 

His tasks didn’t contain any specifications and, as such,

 

there was no coercive power……

 

——At the same time, he cried in relief since he kept

 

praying Izuna wouldn’t step on his tasks.

 

He prayed…… every hour he would bow down on the

 

ground and make a wish for Miko-sama.

 

He burned with regret and repentance.

 

He prayed…… he even wholeheartedly begged that

 

Sole G.o.d for the first time in his life while shedding tears

 

of blood.

 

Hey almighty s.h.i.+tty brat residing on the heavens, do

 

something good once in a while.

 

His prayers were answered——the cute Izuna

 

wouldn’t die due to his own foolishness anymore.

 

But it wasn’t goodwill making that come true——it

 

was a mocking voice.

 

Thus he realized that——in this world, there isn’t

 

anyone who will listen to prayers of goodwill.

 

This world is simply and merely filled with evil

 

intentions…… it must be corrected no matter what.

 

And for the moment, there was someone who certainly

 

noticed it yet still incited him——that monkey.

 

——Ino’s initial speculation was this.

 

Unlike himself, the clever Izuna would certainly

 

notice the true intention of this game, and be victorious.

 

Then it’d be fine if I just obliterate Sora without

 

fail, and transfer the dice to Izuna when the opportunity

 

arrives.

 

But——that’d be troubling now, Ino thought while

 

shaving his own life, sprinting towards the goal.

 

If he reached the goal, then all of his requests would

 

be granted——then.

 

——I must run aiming for the world’s victory known

 

as “make Sordono die” no matter what——!!!

 

His rationality spoke…… you reap what you sow.

 

Rather, there’s too much leniency since the retribution

 

for trying to kill someone ended up being just that.

 

Why do people fight——they fight for the sake of

 

peace, isn’t that putting the horse before the cart?

 

But after things came this far, it’s too late to act

 

intelligently now.

 

Why do they fight? ——It’s because they are stupid.

 

Then as the fool strangling his own neck while going

 

for yours and holding a misplaced anger now, I’ll bark

 

like the fool I am.

 

——In other words.

 

“It seems I can’t calm down unless I bury my fist in

 

that face at least once, isn’t that so, d.a.m.n monkey?!”

 

THIS! ——IS THIS!!

 

THAT! ——IS THAT!!

 

“Eh, excuse me for the rudeness, although I don’t think

 

I’m being rude in the least. Are you Hatsuse Ino-sama?”

 

……Ino hardened his resolve, and even shaved off his

 

life as he sprinted in order to surpa.s.s that sound.

 

But then that absurd——Jibril abruptly asked with an

 

air of composure, while going in parallel with him.

 

“Hahaha…… although it can be expected of a

 

birdbrain, but even birds have good sight, you know?”

 

Even if he became younger, there was but one single

 

male Warbeast in this game.

 

After Ino acted sarcastically, Jibril gazed at a book for

 

some reason——gave a single nod, and——

 

“Please excuse me for that…… I never really cared

 

much about the distinction between a

 

canine

 

Warbeast and a

 

dog

 

beast

 

aside from whether they walk on two feet or four legs, so

 

something like their gender is——ah, how about this: if

 

you remain on four legs for all eternity, wouldn’t you also

 

be cla.s.sified with the [beasts] and decrease the number of

 

items in the dictionary by one!?”

 

Jibril said so with a full smile, Ino unintentionally

 

stopped on his feet.

 

——He quietly stood up on two legs and showed a

 

wordless rejection.

 

“ah~…… what a pity——well, let’s put that aside

 

She made a regretful face for a single instant, but

 

maybe she didn’t really care about that——she suddenly

 

pointed to the forest,

 

“There are three presences of Imanity over there——

 

two of them are the Masters, right?”

 

“……? ……Why, would you ask that to me?”

 

“No, it was just a little greeting and…… ah, please

 

continue crawling on the ground from now on too ♪”

 

——The sub-audio said “I have no more use to you

 

so disappear”.

 

Sending off Jibril’s back as she jumped and went off

 

with a smile, Ino said out doubtful.

 

“……Why, is she still here?”

 

That absurdity can teleport as much as she wants——

 

no.

 

Even if it was sealed due to the rule of proceeding

 

through the squares with the dice, it was someone who

 

could calmly follow him, even though he was running with

 

enough force to reach the speed of the sound.

 

What reason could she have for still being here——

 

rather——

 

Why would she purposefully tell Ino she was going to

 

greet Sora and s.h.i.+ro——?

 

“……Are you telling me to cool down my head a bit

 

——and ‘question it’?”

 

That uncomfortable feeling——the true nature of this

 

game Ino had yet to understand.

 

That act was something far too unbecoming of

 

Jibril…… but——

 

■ ■ ■ ■ ■

 

——On the eastern border of the 152

 

th square, there

 

was a city…… just like s.h.i.+ro calculated.

 

Elven Garde, in a country town in a remote place at

 

the suburbs of the Haywest province——a fragment of it.

 

There was one part of a [human village] barely

 

reflected on this Sugoroku, since the square breaks down

 

just a little further ahead.

 

That place was nothing more than sc.r.a.ps just a little

 

further ahead from the border of Elven Garde——but.

 

Compared to Elkia——no, even with the previous

 

world, the cultural differences were dimensions apart.

 

A style with its own sophistication that one would

 

hesitate to call it an “architecture”.

 

The house and the road woven with trees elegantly

 

blended into the forest filled with gorgeous colors from

 

the watery light released by the jellyfish-like flower

 

swimming in the air.

 

Though in such fantasy-like [

 

city

 

Forest] taken out by G.o.d

 

——there weren’t any signs of elves, the residents.

 

——Everyone must have let out exclamation marks at

 

that scenery, and stood still.

 

That highlight was one that must’ve made the game

 

designer display all the sense he had in his spirit.

 

But what had echoed without any intention of reading

 

the mood was——

 

——Popo-papapararara~n ♪

 

“Sora obtained a mysterious gra.s.s——wait, this

 

again, I’ve already had enough of you, d.a.m.n it!!”

 

Making the sound effect himself, the middle-aged man

 

shouted while slamming the flowing [mysterious gra.s.s] to

 

the ground.

 

Before the urgent hunger, both admiration and

 

emotion won’t be of any use.

 

Fully ignoring the scenery, the 43.2 years old Sora

 

violently rode through the house, Harley and all, and

 

rummaged it.

 

“……Nii, the elves…… are, vegetarians……”

 

“That’s a lie, right!? Then where the h.e.l.l did the

 

nutrients from Fiel’s b.r.e.a.s.t.s came from!? Even for cows

 

with their fats, they don’t inflate like that, right?! There

 

should be at least rice, meat and meat somewhere right!?”

 

Guessing by the sound effect——it was the “Hero’s”

 

privilege of the eight Dra*** Que**

 

[29]

 

.

 

After arbitrarily entering people’s house and making a

 

household inspection, he then claims a mysterious

 

authoritarianism, but.

 

When a grimy middle-aged man does that, it’s

 

unmistakably the burglar act of a “bandit” ——

 

“……Can, I ask…… something……?”

 

“Hii!? W-What’s it is? D-Does s.h.i.+ro wants me to, w-

 

wash your clothes too?”

 

The young girl secretly drying her washed clothes

 

jumped at s.h.i.+ro’s voice and laughed nervously.

 

Having fully ignored the scenery just like them, she ran

 

around searching for something at the same time they

 

invaded the house——and then.

 

——After a [Biee~en] voice echoed, the 1.8 years old

 

Steph came back with a single towel.

 

While measuring the distance with a shuffle——

 

s.h.i.+ro asked.

 

“…………L, size……?”

 

“It’s S! ——wait that’s wron——wha——I have no

 

idea what is this talk about——*Biee-en*!!”

 

Noticing there was no smoothing it, Steph dived onto

 

the bed as if to run away from s.h.i.+ro.

 

And then in just a few seconds, she sank into a dream

 

——this time, it was to run away from reality.

 

……For starters, they were completely exhausted.

 

Not a single one of them could afford to care about the

 

scenery.

 

Sora couldn’t nor did Steph and——obviously s.h.i.+ro

 

couldn’t either.

 

That’s right, that was because even now, s.h.i.+ro was

 

ferociously filling her small head with a certain

 

calculation.

 

The reason they came here, the reason why she

 

induced her brother to come to this place, and even the

 

sentences threw at Steph, everything.

 

It all was for the sake of the “formula” that would be

 

perfected if she removed Steph from this place——

 

——Theorem Proving Project, commencing the re-

 

verification of the

 

situation

 

variable.

 

Induction of [

 

Nii

 

Point N] into the

 

this house

 

Specified Coordinates

 

——Confirmed.

 

Existence of the

 

bath

 

necessary project values in

 

this house

 

Specified Coordinates——Confirmed.

 

Established Project, variation of the

 

dice

 

variable values

 

by three points——Confirmed.

 

Turning the Established Project’s

 

delivery

 

variable values

 

constant——

 

Nii

 

Point N twenty-four,

 

s.h.i.+ro

 

Point S two——

 

Confirmed to be possible.

 

Removal of

 

Steph

 

floating random number——Confirmed.

 

——Re-verification is over.

 

Induction’s Functional Equation——Proving is

 

possible.

 

(…… Now, Nii——let’s, start, the

 

game

 

certification

 

……?)

 

Saying so inside her mind, s.h.i.+ro showed a wicked

 

smile behind Sora’s back——Sora and the two gourds.

 

Sora sensitively perceived that disturbing presence

 

and what lied beyond his gaze was——.

 

“——Wait, whaaaat!? s.h.i.+ro, tha——that’s

 

dangerous!!”

 

s.h.i.+ro’s figure could be seen extending her hand above

 

a high shelf after piling up many platforms.

 

Sora hurriedly embraced s.h.i.+ro, her foothold was

 

wavering unstably as if almost collapsing, and roared.

 

“——d.a.m.n! Just why are you pretending to be playing

 

Dra○est

 

[30]

 

while letting a two-year-old infant work, are

 

you stupid or what, Sora provisionally 43 years old! It’s

 

exactly because you’re like that you’re still are a virgin

 

even after your forties!!”

 

Until now, Sora has been accurately and finely

 

controlling the situation and adjusting the number of dice.

 

But now that exhaustion reached the extreme, he

 

noticed, although late, he forgot about the distribution of

 

the dice and said.

 

“……My bad, s.h.i.+ro. I should’ve noticed it earlier

 

——erm……?”

 

While being held up by her brother, s.h.i.+ro lowered her

 

face——and thinly laughed.

 

Sora was looking at the shelf s.h.i.+ro extended her hand

 

to——and this…… is what he is thinking.

 

——How about I return a few dice to her.

 

That’s what he’s thinking…… that’s what you would

 

definitely end up thinking.

 

For starters, it was a height s.h.i.+ro couldn’t reach, even

 

if he returned eight dice to her and she went back to ten

 

dice——her original age.

 

The brother’s excellence on situation judgment would

 

fetch s.h.i.+ro’s intention——desire to help with searching

 

for supplies.

 

And he’ll will determine that——it wouldn’t be bad

 

to have more manpower.

 

“Hm. Then, I’ll keep ten——I’m alright with the 18-

 

year-old body, so I’ll hand you the remaining fourteen,

 

okay s.h.i.+ro?”

 

——That’s right, he’ll definitely do that.

 

s.h.i.+ro gulped, and nodded with her head.

 

Until here it’s exactly as I calculated——s.h.i.+ro

 

seemed apologetic, though it was to hide the faint smile

 

she let overflow.

 

Those dice he shared were age.

 

The original value was equivalent to [ten] dice, so if

 

you increase or decrease it by one——the age would

 

increase or decrease by a tenth.

 

And so, if s.h.i.+ro who’s holding two dice were to

 

receive the fourteen dice handed out by Sora,

 

——She would possess [sixteen dice].

 

Receiving the long-awaited dice——s.h.i.+ro laughed.

 

(…… Bye bye, loli body…… Bye bye, flatness——)

 

Immediately following, s.h.i.+ro’s body got enveloped in

 

light——her limbs suddenly grew and stretched.

 

The little Steph was sleeping peacefully——s.h.i.+ro

 

envisioned her original appearance.

 

She had b.r.e.a.s.t.s filled with dreams——even though

 

she’s just a Steph.

 

She had a gorgeous and selfish body——even though

 

she’s just a Steph.

 

That was…… but now, laughing with her nose, she

 

murmured in her heart.

 

——I feel bad for tricking you, but this is also part

 

of the

 

game

 

job, see…… I’ll be going ahead of you, Steph.

 

Farewell, the s.h.i.+ro with an underdeveloped body……

 

Welcome, the s.h.i.+ro with a gorgeous body……!

 

With that body, the first formula would be completed

 

——basically, if she’s just seducing Nii then——!

 

…… If she did that, then……

 

“……………………huh?”

 

The one who murmured that was Sora——who

 

returned to being 18 years old with ten dice.

 

“…………What? ……? …… Nii, this……?”

 

But——Is it just my impression? the one troubled

 

was s.h.i.+ro who looked up to her brother.

 

The fact her height of vision remained the same as

 

she’s used to was only her impression…… wasn’t it?

 

s.h.i.+ro tilted her neck, gave a smile, and suddenly let

 

her hands slip on her b.r.e.a.s.t.s,

 

…… Flat. Flat, flat flat flat……

 

“……Nii, it’s as flat as a board, you know? ……

 

It’s quite flat, isn’t it!?”

 

The lights disappeared from s.h.i.+ro’s eyes at the

 

sensation of stroking nothing but air.

 

s.h.i.+ro couldn’t help but laugh at the sensation of the

 

ground beneath her feet collapsing——along with her

 

calculations.

 

“Ccaaaalm down s.h.i.+ro! I-It’s alright, you have grown

 

properly.”

 

It was the greatest shock she suffered ever since the

 

game’s start——no, ever since she was born.

 

Seeing s.h.i.+ro burn out and her already pale face turning

 

gray, her brother gave a follow-up in panic.

 

“It’s, well, that thing! Even if the number of dice

 

increase, it doesn’t necessarily mean everyone will grow

 

up equally or something like that!?”

 

The brother who was a middle-aged man until a little

 

ago lied——no, he attempted to make a gentle hypothesis

 

but,

 

……I know. That’s wrong, s.h.i.+ro self-deprecatingly

 

smiled deeper.

 

Indeed, it’s exactly as her brother said, she certainly

 

had “grown”.

 

br>

 

“grown”.

 

Her limbs had extended slightly and her fat loli

 

stomach, too, had recessed.

 

——By the way, it’ll deviate from the talk, but.

 

You knew she’d be fine even if she continued being a

 

truant since there’s no [grade repet.i.tion] in j.a.pan’s

 

primary schools, didn’t you?

 

Even s.h.i.+ro, who didn’t go to school even once since

 

enrolling, is listed as a [primary school fifth grade

 

student] on paper.

 

But——including the fact she was aware her own

 

growth was bad even for a fifth grader, she wondered.

 

How about we liken this “growth” or whatever to this:

 

——After multiplying her age by 1.6 times, she finally

 

became a fifth grade schooler.

 

If you line up by order of height, then out of the fifth

 

graders——she’ll be the first one in the front, right!!

 

“S-s.h.i.+ro, stay strong!! It simply proved that s.h.i.+ro is a

 

perfected beauty!!”

 

“……I, don’t care, anymore…… Nii…… s.h.i.+ro……

 

is, tired……”

 

“Wait wait wait, hey s.h.i.+ro! Don’t raise your thumbs

 

and try to go to heaven with a nice smile, hey!!”

 

——A smooth breeze rustled gently.

 

While she felt her soul turn into dust and blown by the

 

wind, her brother’s voice sounded distant——

 

s.h.i.+ro cursed——everything, had betrayed her.

 

She had been betrayed——by the future.

 

She had been betrayed——by the world.

 

A selfish and gorgeous body…… b.r.e.a.s.t.s filled with

 

dreams——she would never become like that……

 

While s.h.i.+ro’s consciousness fell, as she gave up on

 

everything——

 

“Uwaaaah!? W-What is it this time!?”

 

——Suddenly, a lighting ran through as if anchoring

 

her consciousness as it sank.

 

And following the tsunami of information surging

 

through her brain, s.h.i.+ro firmly stepped on the floor and

 

endured.

 

——When people confronts death, it’s said they see a

 

revolving lantern.

 

That is, in order to escape the predicament, they

 

search through each and every memories and knowledge.

 

It’s said it’s a phenomenon of abnormal activity——

 

where the brain would overcome its limits.

 

……About the matter of it being a despair worthy of

 

death for s.h.i.+ro, let’s put it aside for now.

 

s.h.i.+ro entrusted her body to the sensation of her brain

 

circuits burning, and ferociously pulled the information in.

 

I feel like——there’s something——

 

She felt it was an “insight” ——one that would

 

rebuild the collapsed equation——!!

 

——[List].

 

Every entertainment product like games, comics and

 

movies her brother played, watched and finished reading

 

during the span of eight years after meeting s.h.i.+ro.

 

Normal games: a total of 23.671.

 

Eroge

 

[31]

 

: a total of 1.852 t.i.tles.

 

Comic t.i.tles and erotic doujin

 

[32]

 

magazines: a total

 

of 85.743 volumes.

 

Anime: a total of 2465.

 

Live-action dramas and movies: a total of 867 series.

 

——[Sort].

 

Characters from within those who are specially liked

 

by her brother——A total number of 874 [brides].

 

Without missing a single one, she forcefully aligned

 

her mind with videos, manga, and voice, adding up the

 

information.

 

Every kind of information described in magazine

 

articles, conquest guides and collection of settings——In

 

other words.

 

Along with various other information, the settings

 

about their age, height and three-sizes!

 

They are coherently being digitized, turned into

 

statistics, graphics, and a.n.a.lyzed——!

 

“……Erm, s.h.i.+ro, -san? Now what are you——”

 

——s.h.i.+ro’s brain probably has the most prominent

 

capacity out of all humanity.

 

And right now it was being unknowingly abused,

 

overcoming its limits in an unprecedented waste.

 

As s.h.i.+ro simply glared ghastly at the floor, Sora

 

timidly asked.

 

But time pa.s.sed without it reaching her ears, and after

 

a few seconds s.h.i.+ro concluded.

 

——[Work out].

 

Sora——her brother’s liking, his tastes, preferences

 

and fetishes, all of these were mathematically indexed and

 

calculated.

 

That’s right, mathematics doesn’t tell lies…… putting

 

it bluntly——her brother’s tastes are:

 

Age——the person’s exterior settings will be

 

calculated with the average height and age——average

 

value [12.344…… old].

 

Three-sizes

 

Body type——bust-waist-hip——average value [77.2

 

: 59.873 : 78.23].

 

Relations

 

Settings——younger ratio [61.1%], little sister ratio

 

[48.4%], big-breast ratio——a minor [3.2%].

 

——[Conclude]——!!!

 

“……. I’m, glad…… so Nii…… was……

 

undoubtedly…… a loli-con……”

 

——The world got filled with light, as if an aurora

 

ripped through the night.

 

s.h.i.+ro fell into her knees, and looked up to the heavens

 

——there was still hope, a future.

 

“——Hey little sister. I don’t know what’s going on,

 

but wasn’t Nii-chan greatly insulted right now?”

 

The brother who had mathematically and statistically

 

been defined as a pervert groaned with his eyes half-open

 

——but.

 

Insult? No way, it was salvation itself.

 

s.h.i.+ro wiped her tears and stood up, as to not look

 

unnatural.

 

——I see, it seems that no matter how old I become,

 

I’ll remain with a loli body.

 

I don’t know if it’s the truth, or if it’s only within this

 

game——but!

 

(…… Bye bye…… b.r.e.a.s.t.s filled…… with

 

dreams…… but——)

 

——There’s no…… problem.

 

Right, it’s not a problem.

 

s.h.i.+ro clenched her fists and howled, while pretending

 

that she didn’t notice that her heart was bleeding.

 

Now that it was revealed that her brother was a loli-

 

con, there’s no problem at all——!!

 

If Nii doesn’t like it, then——

 

——If Nii doesn’t need something like b.r.e.a.s.t.s, then

 

——I don’t, need——!

 

————SOMETHING, LIKE

 

THAT————!!!

 

……Holding such a fierce resolution in her chest,

 

s.h.i.+ro pretended to be calm, and attempted to rebuild

 

the [Calculation].

 

The first equation crumbled miserably. But——

 

“……Nii…… s.h.i.+ro…… is, tired…… I’ll go……

 

take, a bath……”

 

“O, oh…… stay strong, okay! N-Nii-chan likes s.h.i.+ro

 

no matter how you look, you see!”

 

——That’s right, if it’s Nii then, he will say that.

 

With s.h.i.+ro’s dream——the future of a gorgeous body

 

breaking in front of him, he will definitely say that.

 

But that’s exactly why! It’s still possible to prove the

 

formula…… and the second equation is——!

 

■ ■ ■ ■ ■

 

……Sora followed s.h.i.+ro’s back, as they tottered

 

while walking powerlessly.

 

“H-Hey s.h.i.+ro. There’s still room for growth even after

 

seventeen years old. Cheer up, okay?”

 

“……s.h.i.+ro…… is super, alright…… super,

 

fine……”

 

She answered so with a voice that was like an

 

example of the antonym of fine.

 

As s.h.i.+ro voluntarily went to the bathroom of all

 

things, Sora seriously reflected.

 

s.h.i.+ro is 11 years old…… it’s 1.1 years for each

 

single die.

 

With 16 dice, it’s 17.6 years——he shouldn’t have

 

handed out so many.

 

He knew s.h.i.+ro was bothered by her child-like figure

 

——although it’s natural, since she is a child.

 

Not only that, but spending 18 days in such an extreme

 

game, it’s just natural for the mind and body to become

 

weakened.

 

At such a time, what if he was carelessly handed more

 

than the initial amount——and ended up looking different

 

than his own idealized appearance?

 

——Surely, it would be a shock.

 

It’s because you don’t understand that side of a girl’s

 

heart that you’re no good——Sora clenched his teeth.

 

He followed the figure of his sister entering the

 

dressing room with uncertain footsteps and called out.

 

“W-well, it’s that. Take a rest. Right? Hurry up and

 

enter the bath——”

 

——If she takes a good sleep and some rest, maybe

 

she’ll recover a little bit.

 

“……Hm…… wash…… my back……”

 

“That’s it! Get your back washed! Get refreshed,

 

okay!?”

 

Sora brightly nodded diligently at s.h.i.+ro’s answer and

 

came out from the dressing room.

 

“……Wash…… my hair……”

 

“Yeah! Doing this stop-it-right-now great adventure

 

for over two weeks is just too much, isn’t it!?”

 

And then…… in what must be the bathroom since he

 

didn’t really understand the Elves architectural style.

 

Steam was rising without having a roof, so rather than

 

a bathroom with the ceiling open.

 

——It was a hot spring.

 

Sora couldn’t afford to care about something like the

 

scenery until now, but his heart jumped at this open-air

 

bath.

 

If one were to forget about everything and be healed

 

in this bath, he would surely recover in one go, wouldn’t

 

he.

 

“……And so…… while…… was.h.i.+ng…… s.h.i.+ro’s

 

hair……”

 

Sora stood still as if he got charmed by the bathtub, but

 

s.h.i.+ro was——

 

“……Nii…… who’s been storing it up…… will

 

violate…… s.h.i.+ro……”

 

…… Hm?

 

“……Being rough…… to s.h.i.+ro…… like in a, erotic

 

doujin……”

 

“……like, in an erotic, doujin……?”

 

“No, this silence isn’t to make you say it twice you

 

know? Erm?”

 

Though s.h.i.+ro essentially remained with her back

 

turned to Sora,

 

“——Why are you making it seems like we’ll be

 

entering together. Both your back and hair, the one who

 

will be was.h.i.+ng it will be——”

 

Having told her so, Sora looked around——but, the

 

ones standing there,

 

“……Who…… will be the one was.h.i.+ng it……?”

 

——Was just s.h.i.+ro, who turned around showing a

 

smile, without a single thread covering her body.

 

And Sora——who felt a s.h.i.+ver run down through his

 

back, wearing a single towel wrapped on his hip.

 

He finally noticed he was in a situation where he was

 

alone with his naked little sister, facing the bathtub.

 

“——No, no, no, no, that can’t be HAHAHA, well

 

well, you, wait a little?”

 

Sora diverted his gaze in a panic and stood still while

 

sweating cold like a waterfall.

 

“S-s.h.i.+ro, you’re 17 years old, aren’t you!? You must

 

consider the rating, because how would you take

 

responsibility if it gets prohibited——”

 

“……Nii, that’s wrong……”

 

——Why is it.

 

With a smile that didn’t hold a single speck of malice,

 

s.h.i.+ro took one step closer.

 

Taking one step back in follow, Sora thought.

 

——Why is s.h.i.+ro’s smile this scary——!?

 

“……Each one of, s.h.i.+ro’s dice…… isn’t…… [1.1

 

years] ……”

 

——I see, Sora understood.

 

Although it’s obvious, s.h.i.+ro’s age isn’t exactly eleven

 

years old.

 

Reaching her eleventh birthday, they came to

 

Disboard

 

this world——so it’s eleven and seven months.

 

A single die for s.h.i.+ro didn’t turn into [1.1 years] ——

 

but [1.15833…years].

 

——But what about it. That’s just a “measurement

 

error”, isn’t it?

 

*step* *step*——

 

Step by step——as if seeing through what Sora was

 

thinking in his mind while backing away,

 

Step by step——while s.h.i.+ro approached smiling,

 

Sora certainly heard what she answered.

 

——That’s correct. It’s just a “measurement error”.

 

The worst kind of stuf that would confound every

 

equation——a “measurement error”.

 

With that measurement error, two of s.h.i.+ro’s dice

 

changed from [2.2 years] to [2.3166…years].

 

And it changed the [17.6] years s.h.i.+ro have from the

 

sixteen dice——

 

——Into [

 

18.533… years old

 

Above 18 years].

 

“……I failed…… at fascinating you with a gorgeous

 

body…… but……”

 

——This is bad.

 

Sora understood that he failed since it was too late.

 

Seeing his little sister murmur like that——he heard

 

his instincts shouting.

 

——He didn’t really understand why but, this is——

 

“……The operation…… went exactly as I calculated,

 

you see? Nii——”

 

——A pinch.

 

She let her mild voice bounce joyfully.

 

The smile that floated thinly trembled faintly with

 

shyness.

 

Revealing her flushed body, the little sister leisurely

 

approached——and behind her,

 

“……With this, Nii…… has no other option, besides

 

entering the bath together, with s.h.i.+ro…… right♪”

 

Sora certainly felt like he saw——a

 

shadow

 

s.h.i.+nigami

 

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,

 

laughing evilly while holding a great scythe.

 

*step* *step*

 

As the Death G.o.d——rather, his little sister

 

approached step by step, Sora desperately attempted to

 

resist with a hollow voice.

 

“B-But your looks haven’t changed that much——ah,

 

no, f-f-for starters what’s inside is——”

 

“……Nii, had said…… Old Man Soul…… the

 

current s.h.i.+ro…… has an above 18-year-old soul……”

 

“No, no, no! Somehow that’s no good! According to

 

things like law, regulations or organizations!?”

 

“……The Earth’s law……is unrelated…… so does the

 

policemen…… that’s…… what Nii, said……”

 

——But, as Sora backed away, his back finally hit the

 

wall.

 

Sora, whose words and escape had been cut off, was

 

convinced.

 

This is——a [lip attack].

 

Using Sora’s own words as a weapon, s.h.i.+ro was

 

cornering him——

 

“……Nii, self-destructed…… you don’t have, any

 

excuse…… to escape……”

 

And then——she finally “slammed it on the wall”.

 

Both of her hands, obstructing his left and right sides

 

——though it was around his hip, due to the difference

 

between each other’s height.

 

Looking down on the ruby eyes which showed a joyful

 

look, Sora thought.

 

——Now, what will you do, Sora virgin,

 

provisionally and also confirmed to be currently 18

 

years old.

 

His

 

excuse

 

escape was cut off…… no——the fact that he cut

 

it off himself “was used”——!!

 

Losing to s.h.i.+ro——it would be a lie to say he wasn’t

 

frustrated, but it also happens everyday——but.

 

Sora felt the ground collapsing beneath his feet, having

 

lost at [tactics] of all things——

 

…… Wait. Wait wait wait——!?

 

“——Hah…… haha, hahahahahahahahahaa!”

 

Sora laughed loudly, as a flash of light ran in his mind

 

——in other words, an insight.

 

——He was about to get deceived.

 

Escape? An excuse to escape? That’s unnecessary!

 

“Fufu, my little sister, listen well, alright? I’ll accept

 

your proclamation we’re both 18 years old——but!”

 

That’s right, this is still [Check]——it’s not [Check-

 

Mate]!

 

For starters——

 

——Just why would they have to enter the bath

 

together just because they’re both 18 years old!?

 

“Siblings who enter the bath together even after being

 

18 years old is truly the height of the unnatural!! If s.h.i.+ro is

 

also 18 years old, then you should go alone——”

 

Sora roared as he was convinced that the Check had

 

crumbled, but——

 

——It had already been over 18 days since this game

 

begun.

 

They kept going on extreme situations, with fatigue,

 

hunger, wild animals, 【Tasks】and——

 

They managed to survive until now while constantly

 

feeling the Death G.o.d’s scythe on their necks——and yet.

 

“……Nii…… do you, hate…… s.h.i.+ro…… that

 

much?”

 

——s.h.i.+ro lowered her face and let her voice escape,

 

a few words that sounded like she was hurt.

 

At that, Sora finally felt like the scythe had cut a piece

 

of his neck’s skin and his view darkened.

 

While hugging the naked s.h.i.+ro whose face remained

 

lowered…… Sora thought.

 

——What would be the reason for still saying [NO]

 

even after receiving that line?

 

Is it because she’s a child?

 

He had accepted the proclamation that they were

 

both 18 years old——Refuted.

 

I-Is because she looks like a child?

 

Then will he insist on calling s.h.i.+ro a child for her

 

entire life? ——Refuted.

 

Is it because we’re siblings? Refuted——It had been

 

refuted by those few words——!

 

It was exactly because they were siblings, because he

 

didn’t hate her, that he could proudly stay together with

 

her without any guilty feelings——

 

——Guilty feelings?

 

…… There’s something bugging me, Sora thought

 

vacantly.

 

(…… What. I feel like I’m about to notice something I

 

shouldn’t——furthermore)

 

With the height difference, s.h.i.+ro’s heartbeat could be

 

felt at his hips through the skin.

 

The girl looked up to him, with her heart beating

 

soundly, strong and big, like an alarm bell——

 

(…… Just what is it! Those eyes telling me to “notice”

 

——It’s a game where people deceive and betray each

 

other.

 

But why is it that s.h.i.+ro of all people——the only one

 

who definitely wouldn’t betray him,

 

——Was cornering him this much——!

 

That’s right, in the exactly moment when the Death

 

G.o.d’s scythe was about to slash Sora’s windpipe——

 

“Excuse me for my rudeness, Master…… Is Sor

 

sama——”

 

“Uwooah Jibril-kun!! Hey you!?

 

Your dice are~erm~oh me! They

 

decreased to two, didn’t they!! What a

 

serious deal, so hurry, I’ll give you

 

eight of mines! What, no need to hold

 

back you mustn’t alright heeey!?”

 

“Eh? Ah, haa……?”

 

——A brutal angel descended into the b.l.o.o.d.y

 

bathhouse.

 

So no matter the number of her

 

dice

 

age, it won’t affect her

 

appearance huh——in any case.

 

For some reason the

 

Messiah

 

brutal angel appeared with sharp

 

eyes, he then threw some dice at her.

 

——Immediately after, it seemed like her expression

 

eased somewhat——but.

 

But for now, that doesn’t matter in the slightest, Sora

 

singed like he was dancing.

 

“Aah, what a tragedy! All people commit mistakes

 

——My heart that accidentally turned into that of a minor

 

due to the erroneous judgment! It has completely distanced

 

itself from all erotic things, and is now within the h.e.l.l of

 

despair, aah G.o.d! Once again you would steal from me the

 

opportunity of bathing together with a girl——Is my sin

 

that heavy of a thing!?”

 

Acting like an actor of a Shakespeare play, Sora,

 

provisionally 3.6 years old, trembled in delight.

 

——I’m saved.

 

From what exactly, I don’t really know.

 

Anyway, I survived from something, Sora turned to the

 

heavens and showed his grat.i.tude——but.

 

——*whoosh*…… A wind filled with killing intent

 

brushed him, giving him gooseb.u.mps.

 

“……Jibril…… you really, don’t…… read the

 

mood…… I definitely……!”

 

The small Imanity girl s.h.i.+ro spoke with a voice that

 

echoed from the depths of h.e.l.l——and behind her.

 

Now, which could be visualized clearly even by Sora

 

and Jibril——that.

 

“Ah, this, I’ll die, won’t I…… Master, what would be

 

the great sin I’ve committed?”

 

“……My bad, I don’t

 

I don’t really know, either. But, seems

 

like it was a really heavy sin……”

 

It even made the

 

Jibril

 

Flügel count her own sins with a

 

trembling voice.

 

——Nothing was saved at all, that was enough for

 

Sora’s eyes go blank.

 

The Death G.o.d holding a great scythe with an evil

 

smile.

 

Now its face was distorted with killing intent, and was

 

about to throw the scythe with an overthrow.

 

Sora didn’t know. Let alone Jibril, who didn’t have

 

any way of knowing.

 

For s.h.i.+ro, this was truly a golden opportunity, a once-

 

in-lifetime match.

 

Making her brother——become conscious of her.

 

In the span of eight years since she met him, not even

 

once was a better situation, condition, and suitable time

 

arranged.

 

And with Jibril’s arrival, it was ruined.

 

Even though she could have

 

gotten Nii

 

completed the formula if

 

she just had a few more hours, no, a few more minutes

 

Yes, s.h.i.+ro’s view burned with rage——but.

 

More importantly……

 

——A red cloth swayed with the wind……

 

“……Hmm. When you’re being this carefree, it even

 

makes my rage and resentment disappear……”

 

A red cloth——a young macho stood erect in the

 

bathtub, and his loincloth swam in the wind……!

 

Aah, no matter how you distort the logic, s.h.i.+ro is a

 

child——s.h.i.+ro thought.

 

Muscles pulsing like an independent organism——this

 

indescribable shocking footage.

 

If one says watching R18G

 

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that violates her mind

 

——is a right, a duty of those with 18 year olds, then,

 

“……s.h.i.+ro, is fine with, remaining……

 

child

 

an 11-year-old soul……”

 

Leaving behind that murmur, s.h.i.+ro fainted on the spot.

 

“Fainting at the physical beauty of my body from my

 

glory days…… Geez, falling in love once again?”

 

Ino

 

The lump of meat soaked on the bathtub with the

 

worries of his younger days——thinking of the “time

 

when he was too popular”, which was wholeheartedly

 

irritating.

 

“……Hey, Geezer. Could you answer my question that

 

suddenly sprouted just now?”

 

Making an effort to not look at him directly, Sora

 

asked in a low, yet, shrunken voice of a 3.6-year-old.

 

“Would appearing in front of the ma.s.ses fully naked be

 

a rights infringement——a violation of the [Ten Oaths]?”

 

——Hmm? he lowered his gaze.

 

Ino then answered with a good smile.

 

“There’s no one who would be afraid of such a small

 

thing. How about you live true to your desires?”

 

“What I’m asking is if it isn’t a violence to show

 

around the grotesque footage of the ‘muscle doing fetal

 

movements’! Like always, you don’t even get sarcasm, do

 

you——also, don’t say small thing, it’s the circ.u.mstances

 

of age, you know!?”

 

It’s just that a lot of things shrank because the dice

 

decreased, Sora raised an a.s.sertion.

 

And as he strolled through the bathtub——he simply

 

made a screen.

 

s.h.i.+ro’s hand, which he was holding under it, trembled

 

slightly.

 

His little sister who suffered a deep trauma from that

 

very violence was——

 

“……Machos are scary…… uuuhhh, the meat, is……

 

attacking……”

 

She kept repeating delirious words due to the

 

punishment that was far too heavy for a rating scam.

 

Likewise, from the other side of the screen——one

 

more voice said.

 

“……Being hit awake and getting told [go wash

 

s.h.i.+ro’s hair] isn’t violence?”

 

“It can’t be helped right…… since s.h.i.+ro completely

 

snapped at Jibril……”

 

Like the flow of a river, Steph, taken along by Jibril,

 

said sleepily.

 

Sora couldn’t see the other side of the screen——but.

 

Steph received six dice from s.h.i.+ro and was was.h.i.+ng

 

her hair with the figure of a 12.6-year-old.

 

By the sound of the bubbles, Jibril should be getting

 

stepped on by s.h.i.+ro and at the bottom of the bath.

 

——And.

 

“……I can’t believe how you can give away the dice

 

like that so carefree——that’s [life] you know?”

 

——Flatly.

 

Skepticism, confusion…… Ino’s murmur contained

 

countless meanings.

 

Sensing the gazes gathering at him, even from those on

 

the other side of the screen, Sora sighed.

 

“It’s not like there’s any problem, right…… as long as

 

it doesn’t become zero, it’ll be the same thing even if it’s

 

one or ten. And besides——”

 

But he waved his hand carefree, and pointed at Steph’s

 

way with his chin.

 

“The problem is the same for everyone. For us, we

 

can’t survive since the living capacity is null, right.”

 

——Silence.

 

It was a silence coming from each one’s own

 

contemplation and deep emotions, but Sora shook his

 

hands fluttered, as if he disliked that.

 

He changed the topic, as if to hide his embarra.s.sment.

 

“Rather, just what did you guys come here for?

 

Specially you, geezer——old man? In any case, you.”

 

Although as a result, I’ve been saved by these two’s

 

appearance, Sora thought as he questioned their intention

 

“Of course, I came here as soon as possible to crush

 

Sordono’s b.a.l.l.s

 

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, but what about it?”

 

“Hey, heyy!! At least change your words! I’ll cry a lot,

 

d.a.m.n it!!”

 

Even if violence is forbidden due to the Oaths——

 

consider the heyday body of someone like Schw

 

chan

 

[36]

 

for example.

 

After being told [I’ll terminate you] by said robot, if

 

you didn’t freak out it would be a lie, right.

 

“But, I changed my mind. I’ll leave killing you for

 

last.”

 

……Hohoo…… so you’re saying [I’ll kill you lastly]

 

huh.

 

The next words are obvious——[That was a lie].

 

——This is bad. My b.a.l.l.s will be crushed——!!

 

“……Sordono…… just how much do you know

 

about the Eastern Union’s history?”

 

——Suddenly.

 

At Ino’s suddenly question, Sora, pondering furiously

 

how should he escape, switched his thoughts.

 

……This surely it’s the kind of flow where, depending

 

on my answer, I can avoid the death flag.

 

“Even if you say history…… the Eastern Union is

 

concealing most of its history, isn’t it……?”

 

Sora answered while examining his words fearfully.

 

That’s right——the Eastern Union is hiding its

 

detailed history from the outsiders, just like their game’s

 

contents.

 

Though it must be because it’s related to the

 

“circ.u.mstances behind the development of the

 

trumph card

 

electronic game”——in any case.

 

“That’s why I’m restricted to what’s in the books.

 

There were various islands where tribal strife continued

 

for over six thousand years——”

 

——It continued after the end of the [Great War],

 

due to the dif erences in their physical features——.

 

In short, they divided into factions of either dog ears

 

or cat ears and kept fighting with their kindred.

 

It’s truly despicable, unforgivable. Why would you

 

try to say you’re the better one? Sora thought.

 

A great person once said——[Heaven does not create

 

one kemonomimi above another]

 

[37]——!

 

Dog ears, cat ears and bunny ears, too——wouldn’t

 

it be fine if they’re loved equally the way they are?

 

For those great treasures to fight and not envelope

 

the world in love…… it’s extremely inexcusable.

 

Although——I won’t say where, but you see.

 

——It seems there’s also a world where they kill each

 

other due to dif erences in the skin color?

 

Thinking about that, Sora and the others aren’t really in

 

any position to say anything, or rather——

 

“One of the Three Great Powers, the Eastern Union,

 

who pacified in half a century, and even obtained a

 

game

 

method

 

of sure-victory against the other races.”

 

Terrific, that single word wasn’t enough to describe

 

that incredibly dif icult feat.

 

It’s something which admiration and compliments

 

shouldn’t be spared.

 

I see, so this world has other intelligent living beings

 

——the Exceed.

 

Do you think bringing them together is something

 

easy if it’s just one of them?

 

——That dirty peace covered in brutality, filled with

 

discrimination and prejudice for over 6,000 years?

 

“If there was someone like Miko-san in the previous

 

world——maybe wars would end someday, too.”

 

“……That’s unexpected.”

 

“What is?”

 

“——I thought you’d say…… if it’s ‘a feat

 

accomplished with an Old Deus’ power then it makes

 

sense.’”

 

But, it was these very words Ino said that were

 

completely unexpected.

 

“Ahahahaha! What’s this, Gramps! So you can tell

 

some interesting jokes!”

 

Sora hit the water as he laughed out——and looked at

 

the giant game board over his head.

 

“Pacifying a conflict zone in half a century? If such

 

divine feat was something that could be done just by

 

praying to a mere G.o.d then——by now, wars should have

 

disappeared without a trace, even from our previous

 

world!”

 

——Indeed, if it’s what an Old Deus’ power is

 

capable of, then this

 

game

 

scenery eloquently speaks for itself.

 

Mimicking the ground, distorting the law of nature, and

 

creating a land of spiral in the sky——

 

If the energy required to make this possible was

 

physically calculated, he wondered what number would

 

appear.

 

He had no clue, but surely it must be equivalent to

 

[almost infinite] ——it’s indeed the deed of a “G.o.d”.

 

It’s the kind of unimaginable power overwriting the

 

world and controlling the laws…… but.

 

——It’s completely futile.

 

In this world, no matter how much power one has,

 

right infringement isn’t possible.

 

Much less——no matter which world, while ending

 

wars is good, there’s only one method to make peace.

 

“If it’s an Old Deus behind [

 

Miko-san

 

the Divine Gamer] being

 

able to make such a ‘

 

game

 

negotiation’, then I’ll think this first.”

 

And, as if looking at the figure of someone he

 

respected with all his heart——Sora spoke to Ino.

 

“——Miko-san is using the Old Deus. And obviously,

 

she’s outwitting her in a game, right.”

 

According to the Oaths——neither of them can

 

infringe upon the other’s rights.

 

Both Miko using the Old Deus, and also the Old Deus

 

using Miko.

 

It’s something only possible for the first time——after

 

making an agreement, playing a game and “being

 

victorious”.

 

“…………So that’s, how it…… is, huh…… Miko-

 

sama.”

 

At the end of a long silence, maybe he earned

 

something——Ino dropped his gaze with his shoulders.

 

He smiled bitterly.

 

“……Seems like I have overstayed a little too

 

long…… it’s about time for me to leave.”

 

“I’m grateful for it. I can’t relax in the long-awaited

 

hot springs with those intimidating muscles around.”

 

He looked at Ino’s back as he stood up from the

 

bathtub and left.

 

It seems I was able to evade the death flag, Sora

 

secretly felt relieved——but.

 

“By the way, may I ask you one last thing?”

 

His heart jumped at Ino’s words, who suddenly turned

 

around.

 

But, as if not knowing about it——though, there’s no

 

way he could’ve known it——Ino questioned.

 

No——.

 

“The [Traitor] who retained its memories——Sor

 

dono, it’s you, isn’t it?”

 

——He affirmed.

 

The sound of Steph holding her breath could be heard

 

beyond the screen.

 

If Ino was correct then it would explain why Sora

 

talked about this game with an “a.s.sertive” tone.

 

I wonder if they thought something like this, Sora

 

answered with a bitter smile.

 

“Hohou~? What basis are you using to say I am the

 

[Traitor]?”

 

“What, is there a need for a basis?”

 

But after saying “No need for something like that”, Ino

 

continued with a sharp gaze.

 

“If

 

Tet

 

the Sole G.o.d who gathered all the Exceed were to

 

say [there’s a traitor]——then it’d be you,

 

unconditionally.”

 

“Haha! How good, that’s really easy to understand!

 

Nice reasoning!”

 

Sora

 

You guys’ existence itself is the basis, even

 

though he was told that, Sora clapped his hands and

 

laughed.

 

Exactly——this game is something that started with

 

everyone’s agreement.

 

——If one accepted the rules at face value, then this is

 

what the [Traitor] or whatever thing is implying:

 

On top of everyone confirming the rules, in order for

 

them, alone, to escape the memory erasure——

 

They will deceive everyone——and it’ll be as if it

 

was something everyone agreed upon.

 

You’re

 

Sora is the only one who could pull of such stunt,

 

Ino gave him that “compliment”——but.

 

“Let’s just say if it was me in that case, I would doubt

 

Tet straight away.”

 

——And, if I had to say more, Sora continued his

 

words,

 

“I wouldn’t go as far as doing that [impossibility] just

 

for such a stingy preparation.”

 

——Ino and, beyond the screen, Steph and even Jibil

 

held their breaths in doubt.

 

The retention of the memories meant “knowing the real

 

victory condition.”

 

They seemed to question Sora’s true intention for

 

calling it a “stingy preparation” ——he smiled wryly.

 

——[The second explanation of the rules.]

 

There are “falsehoods” among it…… but.

 

No big lies were incorporated between the first and

 

the second times.

 

When asked about erasing their memories——the

 

danger anyone would consider immediately should be

 

obvious.

 

——They will lie about the rule of “winning if you

 

ascend” by saying “you’ll lose if you ascend”.

 

Greatly falsifying the rules should’ve been sealed in

 

advance…… with “everyone’s consent”.

 

On top of that, what would get falsified——? No,

 

even before that——!!

 

“We would worry over what to do about [movement]

 

and [food] before preparing something like that, right!! If

 

we didn’t get the [

 

Harley

 

legs] then forget about the goal, it’s

 

doubtful whether we would even live and reach

 

the next stop

 

fifty-two more squares, you know!?”

 

“——Ah~…… there’s nothing but persuasiveness

 

there……”

 

Sora nodded, having the suspicions cleared due to the

 

scathing thoughts which only those who went through the

 

same life-and-death situation could relate to.

 

——That’s right——a preparation of just that level is

 

still a long way from [Victory].

 

And

 

Kuuhaku

 

[ ]’s methods is always only one——namely

 

——

 

“Since we’re going to prepare something, then——

 

we’ll prepare something critical”

 

——Right, that’s——

 

“We’ll prepare it in a way that, no matter how things

 

turn out, we will win.”

 

Resting his head in the stone edge of the bathtub, he

 

looked directly into Ino’s eyes with antic.i.p.ation.

 

Sora fearlessly, yet friendly——spoke.

 

“I would do that if it was me…… anyone would do it

 

——right?”

 

——Of course.

 

You did it, too, right? ——Sora’s eyes were telling

 

him so.

 

“……I see. That’s natural……”

 

Like that, Ino looked down and left without turning

 

around again——and on his back,

 

“——By the way. Can I also ask one thing?”

 

“What would it be?”

 

“……That’s, well. It’s about that one thing regarding

 

the size of my arms. Is that during peacetime? Or for

 

emergency?”

 

At Sora’s fearful question, Ino let out a smile and

 

continued walking without stopping in his legs,

 

“Hahaha, unlike Sordono, I do have a heart that takes

 

others’ feelings into consideration, you see——let’s just

 

answer that I do not like hurting others for no reason and,

 

as such, I will refuse to answer.”

 

“That’s answering it, isn’t it! You’re answering it,

 

aren’t you!?”

 

As Ino laughed loudly and left while Sora still roaring

 

at his back, abruptly,

 

“Master, you do not need to listen to a dog’s

 

nonsense.”

 

Maybe s.h.i.+ro finally forgived her since Jibril said so

 

with her face peeking from the screen.

 

“Isn’t this something that’s also said in Masters’ world

 

——[Too much is as bad as too little

 

[38]

 

]——even if

 

it’s unnecessarily big, there’s not really any benefit for

 

girls ♪”

 

Beyond the screen, he could feel the girls nodding all

 

together, but——

 

“……Right now, I’m having an unprecedented sense

 

of alienation. Could it be, well——”

 

It can’t be——could it be that I’m the only one who

 

don’t have any experience?

 

If that’s true then that’s a

 

despair

 

reality I won’t be able to

 

recover from, and as Sora clang to it with his eyes,

 

“Please be at ease Master, for I am brand new. Dor

 

chan too is just a young woman with the knowledge——”

 

“——Huuh!? T-That’s wron——wait I can’t deny or

 

affirm that, can I!! About the size of Sora’s arms, you

 

say, regardless of the possession or lack of experience, as

 

long as you think about it normally you would die,

 

wouldn’t you!!”

 

“……It doesn’t, matter…… everything about, that

 

geezer, is…… disgusting…… scary…… *tremble*”

 

——Sora narrowed his eyes at the answering voices

 

as it if was dazzling.

 

I’m glad——so I wasn’t alone……

 

“If I had to add, then before becoming smaller with the

 

decrease of the dice——Master in his original size also

 

has nothing to lament about.”

 

“S-Seriously……? S-So I’m alright?”

 

It wasn’t about the current 3.6 years old Sora with two

 

dice, but about the size of the original Sora’s Sora.

 

Let’s put aside how Jibril knows that for now, but if

 

that moving library——I mean.

 

If he has the flying library causing natural disasters—

 

Jibril’s guarantee, then he can have some confiden——

 

“Yes. It’s a gentle size——or better, I memorized it as

 

being the ideal if the other party is a child ❤”

 

“……Jibril…… you’re forgiven…… this is the best

 

thing, you’ve said, this year……”

 

“I will give up on this game. Rather, I’ll retire. I’llI’ll retire. I’ll re-

 

do the character creation……”

 

——Right, let’s re-do it, this life——as Sora let out

 

tears,

 

“Aah Master please wait! This Jibril was talking

 

about how it would be fine if I just restructured my body

 

and became a child!!”

 

“……Jibril, I take back, about forgiving you…… sink

 

in the, bathtub…… and go count, your sins……!”

 

A loud sound of water echoed at s.h.i.+ro’s “command”.

 

Jibril, who fell from above the screen into the bathtub

 

like a cannonball was——

 

——Gobobobebababababa!

 

[Ahaaa~❤ I’m being kicked by the Master——it

 

gives me s.h.i.+vers!]

 

“……Jibril. Just where are you heading to……”

 

Making bubbles flas.h.i.+ly——did she bother to use

 

magic for that?

 

As Jibril pryed the information directly from their

 

brains, Sora let out a tired sigh.

 

——A game where people betray, deceive and steal

 

each other’s lives.

 

While the peaceful conversation far too unbecoming of

 

it echoed——he just said,

 

“Hah~ it brings me back to life…… the Elves onsen

 

have magic in it, both beauty and fatigue——”

 

Maybe only Steph decided to give up on thinking.

 

Since her lengthy monologue of it’s a nice bath to run

 

away from reality~ continued——

 

■ ■ ■ ■ ■

 

——Having suddenly opened his eyes, Sora looked

 

around.

 

Seems like I was more tired than I thought, he

 

scratched his head.

 

After the bath, he redistributed the dice with Steph and

 

s.h.i.+ro——he didn’t remember anything after that.

 

Staying in an extreme situation for too long, it’s only

 

natural for a person to get so tired, his memories flew

 

away.

 

But s.h.i.+ro——the one who cornered him, and was the

 

biggest cause of his exhaustion, was——

 

“……Uu…… the muscles are…… don’t, come……

 

Nii, help, me……”

 

She was within Sora’s arms as if was something

 

natural——no, simply obvious.

 

It seems like she’s fighting with the incurable wound

 

even within dreams.

 

……It’s too cruel. Is this violence something that can

 

be allowed?

 

As Sora petted s.h.i.+ro’s head, and pondered about

 

complaining to Tet and telling him to do his job already

 

“Oh? I’m very sorry Master, but did I wake you up?”

 

——Let’s see.

 

“I presume that, after picking up s.h.i.+ro who came out

 

from the bath and feel asleep, I brought her to the room

 

where I too collapsed at the bed exhausted, and woke up

 

due to the mutterings about muscles wriggling——that’s

 

about it, so?”

 

“I’m thankful for the explanatory tone, Master.”

 

“Not that, it’s about you. I understand the geezer, but

 

——what are you doing here, Jibril?”

 

While absent-mindedly being thinly illuminated by the

 

s.h.i.+ne of the two dice on her chest and the light of the

 

spirits,

 

Jibril was sitting on a chair while writing in a book as

 

if it was also something natural.

 

It seems that Ino came to “question” Sora, but what

 

about Jibril——?

 

“Nothing much…… Master slept without putting on a

 

blanket so I thought it’d be a problem if you get a cold

 

Jibril answered Sora’s question with a gentle smile.

 

“It’s good that you two could sleep since I considered

 

lying naked together to warm——”

 

“d.a.m.n it all! Why——why was I sleeping all carefree

 

If it was all dark, and with s.h.i.+ro sleeping, then——!

 

I could’ve l-legally enjoyed touching many kinds of

 

things and yet——!!

 

Why I am always like this in the critical times——as

 

Sora held his head and trembled ashamed——

 

“……I came to see the Masters faces…… that’s all.”

 

Literally, with a shadow in her smile illuminated only

 

by the dim light,

 

As Jibril quietly told him so, Sora had an

 

uncomfortable feeling and faced her again with his gaze,

 

but.

 

Jibril kept on without stopping the brush that was

 

writing in the book——a diary——

 

She simply responded with a sudden question that, like

 

always, had no context.

 

“What does the Master think about……

 

‘Reincarnation’?”

 

“……? Even if you ask me that, is there even a cycle

 

of transmigration in this world? ……So now it’s anything

 

goes, huh.”

 

——Reincarnation, cycle of transmigration.

 

Although its existence hadn’t been proved, there are

 

many who believe in it even in the previous world.

 

So even if she asked him about his thoughts on such

 

common sense——

 

“Ah, no. There isn’t.”

 

——So there isn’t, Sora directed his gaze with his

 

eyes half-open at her as she parried the question.

 

But Jibril, still not stopping the brush, continued

 

indifferently——

 

“……The [soul] that loses its [vessel] melts in the

 

Spiritual Circuit and disappears.”

 

She indifferently——spoke about this world’s [death].

 

“……Just like how [water] can’t acc.u.mulate in a

 

broken [cup], a

 

water

 

soul that lost its

 

cup

 

body will stain the ground

 

and melt in air, returning to the planet…… This world has

 

no cycle of transmigration——but.”

 

And so, Jibril stopped the brush. Then she turned to

 

Sora with a meek look in her face and continued.

 

——Although it’s a possibility that’s infinitely

 

equivalent to zero.

 

——Although it’s the same irrational argument as

 

saying a monkey will be able to write a novel if he kept

 

typing endlessly.

 

“For someone possessing ‘exactly the same soul’ to

 

appear once again——theoretically, it’s possible.”

 

——When was it exactly that the existence of the

 

[soul] was a.s.serted as common sense?

 

At the time, Sora had vaguely understood it as

 

“something like DNA”, but——

 

“……Basically, it’s that? The story about how it’s

 

possible for

 

a clone

 

someone with the same genes be born by

 

chance?”

 

So if the soul or whatever, holding even more

 

information than the genes, were to appear in a

 

completely equal state, then.

 

I see, maybe you could possibly call that a way of

 

reincarnation.

 

“……Master, this is just a supposition but——if

 

‘s.h.i.+ro-sama was someone’s reincarnation’ then what

 

would you thin——”

 

“I wouldn’t think anything, it doesn’t matter and I’m

 

not interested, either.”

 

Jibril asked meekly but——Sora answered

 

immediately.

 

“s.h.i.+ro is just s.h.i.+ro. She isn’t anyone of the past and

 

even if it’s someone of the future, it won’t be s.h.i.+ro.”

 

Taking a billion steps back, even if such

 

clone

 

reincarnation were to appear,

 

It would be just “an unknown someone” with s.h.i.+ro’s

 

appearance.

 

“……Then let’s suppose even more, but…… what if,

 

something was to happen to s.h.i.+ro-sama——”

 

……That’s a supposition beyond unimaginable.

 

If you want to make me cry then just say so, as Sora

 

grumbled in his heart.

 

“And the ‘reincarnation’ with the exact same soul were

 

to rely on Master, what would you think?”

 

——Until where it would be oneself and by which

 

means it would be a stranger.

 

As he got asked such a philosophical question——

 

Sora who wasn’t blessed with a n.o.ble brain.

 

“HAHAHA, the premises won’t hold with that, you

 

know.”

 

“……Why is that?”

 

“It’s because ‘it’s someone else’! Regardless of how I

 

think——before anything else, it won’t become attached

 

to me and won’t rely on me, you see!”

 

——A s.h.i.+ro, who becomes attached to him, and

 

walks alongside him——he wondered.

 

Compared to someone with exactly the same genes as

 

her appearing naturally——the probabilities of there

 

having someone like that are far lower, right?

 

Saying so, tears s.h.i.+ned in the corners of his eyes——

 

but maybe it wasn’t a satisfying answer.

 

Jibril silently lowered her face——at that moment,

 

quietly.

 

“……Nii…… that’s, wrong……”

 

“——Hey little sister, since when were you awake?”

 

“……Since, the moment…… the word…… [lying

 

naked together] …… came out……”

 

*glare* and took the place of Sora, who drew back

 

after being overpowered by the red eyes in the gloomy

 

darkness.

 

s.h.i.+ro who faced Jibril——said with the same small,

 

whisper-like voice she always used.

 

“……s.h.i.+ro, don’t understand…… what Jibril……

 

wants, to ask……”

 

It seems as if Sora and even Jibril, herself, didn’t

 

seem to understand.

 

But s.h.i.+ro——with the awareness of being

 

disinterested in people’s subtleties——though, exactly

 

because of that.

 

I don’t know what you’re seeking but——I don’t give

 

a d.a.m.n, she said plainly.

 

“……s.h.i.+ro, won’t recognize…… something like, a

 

reincarnation……”

 

Both probabilities and suppositions should just

 

screw themselves, she said with a whisper-like voice——

 

but with a tone that wouldn’t approve disagreement.

 

“……If it’s, s.h.i.+ro’s, ‘

 

clone

 

reincarnation’ then…… it will,

 

go once again, to Nii’s, side.”

 

“……No matter how many times, I reincarnate……

 

I’ll search for Nii, as many times as necessary…… I’ll go,

 

to his side.”

 

As she said so with the red eyes looking over to him,

 

Sora asked himself.

 

“……Nii, too…… surely, won’t…… reject……

 

that……”

 

The figure looking up to him with this white hair, this

 

faint voice, and with these red eyes.

 

——It’s another person. It’s not s.h.i.+ro——would he

 

be able to push her away like that?

 

“……But, having s.h.i.+ro’s, appearance…… s.h.i.+ro’s,

 

voice…… dressing like, s.h.i.+ro……”

 

——Then the story is simple, and s.h.i.+ro, just like a

 

child sulking and whining,

 

“……Someone who, isn’t s.h.i.+ro…… being stroked by

 

Nii, and laughing…… happily……”

 

——With watery eyes, she concluded.

 

“…………I definitely, won’t recognize……

 

something like that……”

 

I see, it’s a simple story, Sora gave a wry smile in the

 

middle of the silence.

 

Just think about it backwards——someone with my

 

appearance, someone who isn’t me is stroking s.h.i.+ro.

 

It doesn’t matter what Sora, s.h.i.+ro or the others would

 

think of that.

 

What do you think about it——it can end with just

 

that.

 

——Maybe this time the answer was satisfying.

 

Jibril cast down her eyes, closed the book she had

 

once again ran the brush through and stood up——

 

“I am very sorry for intruding during your rest. It’s

 

about time for me to leave so please take your time and

 

relax.”

 

“……By the way. In the end, you haven’t really

 

answered what you came here for, have you?”

 

While she stroked happily the two dice on her chest,

 

Sora asked with his eyes half-open towards her back as

 

she stood to leave——but.

 

“I came to see Masters’ faces…… it was really, just

 

that ♪”

 

[Though there was a greater harvest than that],

 

Jibril laughed as if jesting,

 

“Lastly…… a [report] and a [confirmation]——one of

 

each.”

 

Starting from the report, Jibril gave a somewhat

 

complicated smile.

 

“I was correct to come here——it was an extremely

 

happy time.”

 

And now onto the confirmation, still with a

 

meaningful smile, but resolutely——

 

“……This game——it’s alright if I win it, isn’t it?”

 

This game is a game where the players betray and

 

deceive each other.

 

Regardless of what each one thinks behind the scenes,

 

there’s just one single thing that won’t waver.

 

——Only one of them will be able to

 

ascend

 

[win]——

 

Sora had said——everyone made it so that they would

 

be the ones to win.

 

Then

 

Jibril

 

I , too——receiving the Masters’ permission,

 

must’ve done that——she confirmed with her eyes——

 

“Obviously. Likewise, obviously——we won’t be

 

letting you win.”

 

“……Jibril, really…… will, get…… punished,

 

so……”

 

As the two of them answered challenging, she bowed

 

deeply——

 

“……Forgive me, but this time alone I shall win. No

 

matter what methods I have to use.”

 

Saying so, Jibril turned on her heels and flapped her

 

wings, flying through the window to the night sky.

 

She disappeared suddenly like when she appeared

 

and, gazing at the place she was standing, s.h.i.+ro suddenly

 

asked.

 

“……Nii, what about, the dice…… you handed out, to

 

Jibril……?”

 

“Huh? No, but Jibril had two dice, you know? I had

 

her re——”

 

——turn, but Sora, who has about to say that, noticed

 

startled and stopped his words.

 

What about that memory? ——There’s nothing.

 

On Sora and s.h.i.+ro’s chests, there were nine dice each

 

——and if there’s one with Steph who must be sleeping in

 

another room then——

 

“~Jibrill~lll!! What do you think you’re doing,

 

performing such a stingy cheat right after giving such an

 

exaggerated proclamation of war!?”

 

——As he shouted, blaming the one disguising the

 

number of dice with magic and nicely “borrowed and ran

 

away” with eight dice,

 

“……Nii…… super, idiot…… super, dumb……”

 

But it was originally for a stupid reason——it’s a

 

transference he did for the sake of running from s.h.i.+ro.

 

As the voice said it was entirely Sora’s fault, there

 

were no allies or room for him to disagree.

 

Sora simply went back to holding his knees——……

 

[1]

 

TLC: “Beautiful/Pretty (Girls)” for those unfamiliar with j.a.panese

 

animation (anime) or comics (manga).

 

[2]

 

TLC: Sugoroku is a traditionalj.a.panese board game played with dice,

 

like USA’s variant, Backgammon, if people know what that game is.

 

[3]

 

TLC: Funnily enough, “Dona, Dona” is a Yiddish theater song about a

 

calf being led to slaughter.

 

[4]

 

TL: He’s making a reference to a few games, but, the only one I found

 

was the reference to Final Fantasy IX.

 

[5]

 

TLC: For those that use USA (Imperial) measurements: 131cm = 4’

 

3.5748” and 0.48m = 1’ 6.8976”

 

[6]

 

TLC: 10km = 6.2137mi

 

[7]

 

TLC: 3,500km = 2,174.79917mi

 

[8]

 

TL: In the beginning volumes, the continent is introduced as Andalusia,

 

but here it’s written as Lusia.

 

[9]

 

TL: Vár is a Norse G.o.ddess that’s a.s.sociated with oaths and pledges.

 

TLC: “Pullum” means pull in Icelandic/Scandinavian/Latin, where Norse

 

stemmed from, so the s.h.i.+p’s meaning would be “The Pull of Vár”.

 

However, in the j.a.panese text, it’s actually ヴァ―・ル・ブルム, which is three

 

separate words having nothing to do with Vár or pulling. Translated directly,

 

it’d be “Va Lu Blum”, completely different, right? Since I can’t tell what it’s

 

supposed to be, I left it as is for now.

 

[10]

 

TL:JAR〇 is referencing to the j.a.pan a.s.sociation for Refugees.

 

[11]

 

TL: It’s a kind of explosive. The official formula is C6H6N12O12

 

, but,

 

it appears in order of elemental composition in the novel. It’s also called HNIW

 

and CL-20——way easier to remember than that absurd name/formula.

 

[12]

 

TLC: Dark organic material in soils, produced by decomposition of

 

vegetable/animal matter and essential to earth’s fertility.

 

[13]

 

TL: Referencing to Biohazard, if readers couldn’t get it.

 

[14]

 

TLC: USA readers: 380km = 236.121mi.

 

[15]

 

TL: Paarthurnax is a reference to the RPG, Elder Scrolls.

 

[16]

 

TL: Siddartha Gautama is the real name of Buddha.

 

[17]

 

TL: A cartridge-based, arcade system board and home video game

 

console released in 1990. Some of the platform’s popular series included Fatal

 

Fury, King of Fighters and Metal Slug.

 

[18]

 

TLC: In j.a.panese, the word used was ガバガバ. It’s an onomatopoetic

 

word to represent a sound of something that’s oversized, or in large quant.i.ties,

 

i.e. water gus.h.i.+ng down the drain. Basically, Ino’s original plan is going down

 

the drain for the reason explained afterwards.

 

[19]

 

TL: Referring to j.a.pan’s famous pro wrestlers.

 

[20]

 

TL: “Kusoge of The Year”. Kusoge refers to “kuso geemu”, which

 

means “s.h.i.+tty game”.

 

[21]

 

TL: DT = “doutei”, which means virgin in j.a.panese.

 

[22]

 

TL: Complicated joke. It refers to a tag given to a series which the

 

upload of the next episode is late ——for example, it should’ve been uploaded

 

after a week, yet, there’s no sign of it after an entire month. The missing part

 

is a black joke, which is irrelevant to whether the uploader really went missing

 

or not. So, it means that “since the episode is late, Sora still haven’t seen

 

what ‘happened’to make Steph reach that kind of development.”

 

[23]

 

TL: Romancing Saga 3, the sixth t.i.tle in the SaGa role-playing video

 

game series developed and published by Square (now Square Enix), and

 

released exclusively for the Super Famicom system in j.a.pan.

 

[24]

 

TL: Harley-Davidson is an American motorcycle manufacturer.

 

Harley is the name given to the motorcycles produced by him.

 

[25]

 

TL: It’s a kind of combustion engine utilized in Harley’s motorcycles.

 

[26]

 

TL: Yamato-Damas.h.i.+ (“j.a.panese spirit”) is a term referring to the

 

spiritual and cultural values of the j.a.panese people.

 

[27]

 

TL: Niō or Kongōrikis.h.i.+ are two wrath-filled and muscular guardians

 

standing at the entrance of many Buddhist temples.

 

[28]

 

TL: The Beatles.

 

[29]

 

TL: Dragon Quest.

 

[30]

 

TL: Dragon Quest again.

 

[31]

 

TL: Eroge refers to Erotic Games (18+ games).

 

[32]

 

TL: Doujin generally refers to self-published works of magazines,

 

manga and novels. Though it may be done by professionals, it’s usually done by

 

amateurs.

 

[33]

 

TL: 死神 s.h.i.+nigami — Death G.o.d.

 

[34]

 

TL: R18G: Rated 18 Guro (Grotesque stuff).

 

[35]

 

TL: Word says “take”, kanjisays “kill”. “Take his b.a.l.l.s” or “kill his

 

b.a.l.l.s” sounds weird, so I left it as crush.

 

[36]

 

TL: Arnold Schwarzenegger from the Terminator movies.

 

[37]

 

TL: The originalsaying is: “Heaven does not create one man above or

 

below another man.” In j.a.panese, it’s separated into two sentences, the first

 

one referring to “above” and the second one to “below”. Sora only said the

 

first.

 

[38]

 

TL: It’s a j.a.panese saying. Simply put, moderation is better.