91 – Take The Bomb!
What should I do next class?
I used a lot of doors and a tentacle labyrinth, so I wanted to add a solidarity gimmick to foster cooperation. This is the type of gimmick where you have to lift a log together.
They say you have to change the magic trajectory coming in three directions into a mysterious mirror and focus it on one place.
Of course, when I was alive, I also hated group assignments… I could name dozens of negatives about group assignments. This is a cruel and merciless world of medieval fantasy.
It’s a world where your life can be at stake if one of your party members gets angry when you go on an adventure. So, the ostensible reason is that you have to lift a lump of human burden and ride a bus while you are a student so that you will have the ability to deal with it later.
However, the intention behind it was an evil plan to bring the spring breeze of youth into the academy.
It is natural that love will bloom when people rub against each other. I will spark romance among my students. Additionally, we planned to examine what an effective boy-meets-girl strategy would be.
This is to fix Irid, a poor young man who has fallen in love with a fictional character.
“So, I’m thinking of adding a 2-person, 3-way gimmick… Why are you looking like that?”
“Uh, uh, huh? That’s…”
Purple Magic Tower, a strong candidate for the Troubleshooter of the Year Award, stuttered as he had so much he wanted to say that he didn’t know where to start.
Are you too shy to cast Hug Me with confidence like you did when you were at the Magic Tower?
Or maybe you want to learn how to master TRPG from scratch, but you can’t talk about it because you’re worried about your past failures.
Maybe you need to go to the bathroom urgently.
I waited leisurely with the heart of a mother looking at her daughter who overslept. Someday, after I’ve gathered my thoughts, I’ll tell you my business. All she needs is time.
“Well, I mean…”
10 minutes have passed.
“That… What does it mean…”
30 minutes have passed.
“Well…No, it’s nothing.”
After 1 hour. After eating a fatal amount of sweet potatoes due to the magic tower’s sudden backlash, I couldn’t stand it anymore and my eyes and rushed at him.
Whirly rirric.
“Hiyaaa-!!!!
I usually don’t forget things I’ve seen once. This is thanks to excellent brain performance. So the memory of witnessing Yuna being wrapped around the Pinvalez Kraken still remained vivid.
If you remember it, it’s simple to reproduce. Although he was not able to use the technique as flexibly as Pingvalez, he was able to securely trap the magic tower owner from behind anyway. And then he threw himself on the bed.
Mabju was embarrassed and said nonsense.
“I, nanana, I haven’t washed yet…” ” !”
“I will stay like this until the Magic Tower Lord confesses what he was trying to say earlier.”
“….”
“…?”
The Magic Tower Lord closed her mouth like a clam.
Since he was being restrained like a back hug, I couldn’t look at the magic tower’s expression his. What is this silence? What kind of expression is the Magic Tower lord making right now?
Does the silence mean that the strength of the restraints is so weak that it can withstand this much? Is this an unspoken self-claim that you can’t make me tell the truth at this level…?
Click.
In my head, the ‘dedicated switch for Yuna’ was turned off, and the ‘stage 1 switch for Pingvalez’ was turned on. I can’t stand people looking at me funny. If it’s a challenge, I’ll accept it, Magic Tower owner.
My fingers slowly moved up, tracing the demon tower’s ribs.
“hhhhh-YAH-!”
“Tell me! The number and placement of colleagues…!!”
“Hee, heeeit!!”It’s a chicken race. Will my hand flinch before it touches any curve of the magic tower, will the magic tower lord surrender, or will it explode in harmony?
When I almost reached the 15-year-old Yong-ga’s point, she surrendered first, right before I expressed that I had lost.
“…I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you…!!”
“Whew.”
The magic tower was released.
After rolling all the way across her bed, the magician sat up, raising her guard with both arms. His face was bright red. She screamed loudly.
“You, Si, haven’t you become comfortable with physical contact?!”
“Ugh…”
Looking back, it certainly might be so. Did my nerve-wracking battle with Pinvalez destroy my standards of judgment? In the first place, how much was appropriate physical contact?
I looked into the Mage Tower’s eyes.
Even though he turned into a tomato, he didn’t seem to dislike it. Then maybe that’s it? The important thing is not that, but what the magic tower owner was trying to say. The resentment of making someone wait for an hour is huge.
“So what is it?”
Then, when she applauded urging him to do so, the Mage Tower couldn’t keep her eyes still and looked around in all directions. She said as she clutched the bed sheets.
“…Well, finding a woman for the 2nd prince. “Can’t I do that?”
“Are you planning a rebellion? “Or are you feeling sorry for the imperial family?”
“No, that’s not it!”
“Somehow, even in front of the second prince, he used his magic without hesitation.”
“I said no…!!”
Otherwise, where did she come up with the idea to leave the 2nd prince trapped in the swamp of Mosol? Is it possible that the Magic Tower Lord supports the 3rd prince and not the 2nd prince?
“Well… I said this, so I shouldn’t delete them?”
“I don’t know what you’re telling me not to delete, but I’m not going to do it, so just say it calmly.”
“…Centra is actually alive.”
“….”
Was she suffering greatly?
Wow, how stressed she must have been. She already has a soft heart, and because of her, the mentality of her three students was almost shattered. It must have been a big deal for Yuna, who was so gentle that she couldn’t even catch a bug.
But fantasy is fantasy and reality is reality. If you don’t distinguish this properly, something big can happen. I patted the magic tower’s head and encouraged it.
“It must have been very difficult. However, there are a lot of people in real life who will support the Lord of the Tower of Magic… So he doesn’t have to rely on fictional characters.”
“It’s not like that, it’s real! It’s really alive!”
Matapju stayed still, perhaps because he liked being patted on the head, but he waved his arms around, perhaps because he was angry that his distorted beliefs were being denied. But that doesn’t make sense. In the first place, Centra is just a lump of data and has no real body.
You could probably take it outside as a physical hologram. That doesn’t change the fact that she is her AI. If she is not self-conscious, she is ultimately just a program.
If the Magic Tower Lord is claiming that she has become self-conscious.
“They say that I, who developed such magic, am the greatest genius in history who even blasphemes God.”
“That’s right…!!”
“Am I a reincarnated person from another world? At the age of 20, I have accomplished something that will turn the world upside down. Make sense.”
“That’s right…?!”
Of course, I would be happy if my AI became self-aware. Then, Irid will be upgraded from ‘a young man in love with a fictional character’ to ‘a young man in love with an artificial spirit.’
When I imagine that I can see the Irid-Sentra couple in real life, my heart races. But no matter how much I thought about it, I never added such a function.
“Then, show me for yourself. “You have proof, right?” “Yeah, right… I’ll show you, so follow me! And I’ll never delete it… ?!”
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“Even if everything the Magic Tower Lord said was a lie, I have no intention of deleting your data for no reason, so don’t worry.”
The magic leader tower led the way to the simulation room, looking back repeatedly to see if I was following him properly. My twin tails fluttered as I walked with more force than usual. You are cute today too.
—- —- —- — —-
The NPCs who were chatting friendly with an old man named Abraham who had just entered the bunker suddenly froze when they heard the voice of an evil spirit coming from the sky.
-So, the NPCs placed here are said to be imbued with ego? All right. Well, hello everyone. Can you hear me?
The evil evil spirit… Has noticed our presence!
Sentra, who had a strong background in resistance work, and Pero, who had survived in the wasteland for a long time, showed sharp survival instincts. Their thought circuits whirled around quickly.
That evil god was an evil being who unleashed resets, gender reversals, new trials, and all kinds of terrible things into the world. The Twin Tail Goddess was away, or perhaps she was attacked by an evil spirit.
Sentra thought.
What if things you thought were just toys suddenly come alive and have their own voices? That evil being might ‘erase’ us and recreate us. We must survive until Yuna the Good God returns!
“….”
“….”
Ice.
Sentra acted as an AI that did not take any action because it was not powered and no commands were input. Perot also remained on ice.
Abraham also demonstrated to the fullest the skill he had steadily accumulated over time. He had already heard about the conflict between good and evil gods. He even experienced it himself. So, there must be meaning in that wise woman standing still as if time had stopped.
Abraham froze without even blinking. Staying in the same position for a long time was the specialty of the stargazer.
-It’s not moving.
-Hey, guys! You can move, it’s okay!
“….”
Pero flinched. Sentra hastily stopped him with a glance. It was the goddess who repeatedly warned her not to be caught by the evil spirit. But now that she’s saying it’s okay to move, it’s incoherent.
That must be a vocal imitation of an evil spirit to lure us in!
Don’t be fooled!
“….”
“….”
-You must have had a really hard time, Lord Magic Tower… Should we go back and get some rest? I’ll wash your hair too.
-No, ah, no, really, not really──
Pop. The voice echoing from the sky stopped. I overcame it. They survived. There was a sigh of relief inside the bunker.
“Whew… “No one disappeared, right?”
“I was scared…”
“You can’t let down your guard even if you die…”
—- —- —- — —-
Purple Magic Tower Lord Yuna was so wrong that all her tears came out.
“No, ah, it’s really true…”
“Come on, I’ll give you some cocoa. Drink this and sleep well, and see you tomorrow. Yes, I believe everything the magic tower lord says. For now, just snooze…”
“You don’t believe it at all…!!”
“Now, I’ll cover you with a blanket. You’ve worked hard so get some rest. I’ll even sing you a lullaby with ASMR…”
I can’t do it. We have to stop the crazy wizard’s destruction of pure love. I have to stand up and persuade you again…However, the crazy wizard’s merciless sleep-inducing technique was directly lodged in the magic tower’s eyelids. I was sleepy to the point of splitting.
“Really, really… It’s real…”
Knock. Knock.
Yuna was unable to achieve her wish and fell asleep.
—- —- —- — —-
“Whew.”
I put the panicked Mage Tower to sleep for now. It was because she thought that the Magic Tower Lord, with her own faith shattered, might enter a frenzied pattern. How did it end up like this? Was it because I left the Purple Magic Tower…?
You have to embrace it with love. If the Magic Tower Lord receives her healthy love, she will no longer confine herself with strange illusions. I need to cook something warm tomorrow morning.
I also felt sleepy. Sleep is important. For the brain to function properly, adequate sleep of a certain amount of time is essential.
I came into my room, took off my shoes, took off my robe, and hung it on a hanger. I also took off my pants. I like to sleep with light pajamas and thick blankets.
And when I took off the blanket, which looked thick today, there was Pingvalez inside, wearing a boyfriend’s shirt and a tie.
“?”
What the f*ck. I reflexively warned Pingvalez, who crossed the line.
“You are now violating the treaty…!!”
“Flaw.”
The warning did not last until the end. Whirling, I came to my senses and found myself in Pingvalez’s arms. Two soft water balloons were pressed against my chest. It was an emergency.
Pingvalez’s yellow eyes flashed. She growled and whispered in my ear.
“Did you think I would stay quiet even after being attacked first?”
“My, when will I…” ” ”
Unless my memory was erased, I don’t remember launching the preemptive strike… Wait, Magic Tower Lord?
I heard that the Mage Tower disguised itself as me when I fell asleep. Then, where did this fatal misunderstanding originate? I hastily made an excuse.
“Pingvalez, I swear it wasn’t me. It was the Purple Magic Tower!”
“You know it’s meaningless. Even if it wasn’t you, it’s the fault of poor management.”
“Why don’t we…” ”!!”
My heart was beating like crazy. I urgently prepared to increase the s*x drive suppression spell to 3 stacks, but Pingvalez struck me with a dagger.
“Erelele.”
“Hwaaa!!”
Pingvalez’s tongue licked my ear mercilessly. My concentration was broken, and the magic I had prepared disappeared without a trace, as if it had been erased with an eraser. Was this what it felt like… !
“I’m warning you, don’t bet.”
“….”
“I’ll forgive you up to 1 stack, but if you level up, I’ll unbutton you.”
Ping Valez tapped the button of her own midriff with her fingers. I felt the pressure of looking into the barrel of her loaded gun.
Gulp. I swallowed nervously. When Ping Valez unleashes her full power, the great war begins at that moment. I don’t know yet whether my s*x drive suppression spell will be strong or whether her succubus racial traits she will be strong.
She listened quietly.
“I will forgive you for spending the night like this. It doesn’t matter if you become unbearable along the way. Our relationship will just change slightly. From friend to friend, to master and slave.”
“Do you think you’ll be safe after doing something like this, Pinvalez…!!”
“Are you still running your mouth spitefully even when you’re on the defensive? That’s funny. That pride won’t help the current situation…”Swish. Pink Ballerina’s thigh came up over mine. It felt like the sharp blade of s*xual desire was grazing the nape of my neck. I quietly shut my mouth. I was afraid to imagine what position I would be put in if I provoked her any further.
“Actually, it’s not that big of a penalty. Just…can’t you sleep? It’s a simple task.”
“That’s, like, saying⋯⋯.”
“Sleep well.”
Pink Ballerina closed her eyes. She seemed to be really sleeping, but her breathing became slightly and regularly ragged. This bastard really fell asleep. What the hell did the Demon Lord do to make this happen?
She wouldn’t have tried to imitate me, would she? Like she usually does, by hunching her shoulders or tapping the tips of her index fingers together. She wouldn’t have gone around advertising, “I’m not a crazy wizard, ” Would she?
If she had at least shown some effort to follow me, this kind of thing wouldn’t have…!
Am I, am I really supposed to spend the night like this?
Ragged breathing. The sound of clothes rustling every time she moved. The pressure of being pressed between thin sheets. A faint scent. A distance so close I could count the number of eyelashes. The breath that reached the tip of my nose.
As a friend.
“…Isn’t this really close…?”
The luck of the Demon Lord waking up and coming in to kick Pink Ballerina out of the room didn’t happen. I had to spend the night being held.
In the end, I couldn’t sleep a wink that night.