Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? - Chapter 133

◈Episode 133 Because it is not a story (1)

I returned to Hudelen. As someone from modern times, this is not a very civilized area, but it is still outside the barbarism where the guilt-by-association system still exists.

“Prepare water.”

“yes.”

Anyway, the first thing to do when you return to the village is this.

“Are all knights like that? I wipe the sweat that I’m going to shed anyway often. “I decided not to clean Berserk because it was a hassle.”

“…Isn’t it a problem if it smells too much?”

“Ah, the young hunter will have no choice but to wash often. However, the things Berserk hunts do not have good noses so much that they can smell them and run away. Okay.”

No, please wash it. We go together, but I feel more uncomfortable.

I slapped my forehead inwardly as I watched Berserker sitting in the restaurant without a look, even though he was dirty with all sorts of dust and sweat.

Inquisitors tend to purify their bodies because they come from temples, and Archmages also wash quite often. Perhaps because he specialized in sneak attacks, Dev often took baths to get rid of the smell.

But Berserker. Berserker…

“Put that guy up too.”

“Eh.”

“Your filth is enough with your vulgar language.”

I haven’t seen him wash since he joined!

I couldn’t bear it any longer and ordered Berserker’s bath water. The bath water is expensive, but this is a temple anyway. You don’t charge me anything.

So is there any reason to hesitate? Just as Dev was forced to brush his teeth after me, Berserker will also be forced to wash his teeth in the village.

“It’s going to get dirty anyway…”

“I’m going to be hungry anyway, so I don’t want you to even eat.”

Wash, wash, wash. If you’re human, wash your hands!

“I hate Berserk. “You didn’t even fight with me…”

“Then did you think I would put up with your filth and cross swords with you?”

I won’t accept it until I wash it. good.

“…Then you’ll accept me after I wash up?!”

Fortunately, Berserker had that much sense.

I just closed my eyes without answering.

“I’m going to wash Berserk!”

“The water probably isn’t ready yet.”

“Um, are you going to take a shower? Then, how about sharing the bathroom with me? “I was about to take a shower, so I asked for the bathroom in advance…”

“Good!”

“Saennim’s temperament is also good. “I don’t think I’d be able to wash with a muscle brain like that.”

“Do you need something for your stomach?”

I was already worried that I didn’t know how to wash – I didn’t intend to step forward as I was the opposite sex – but fortunately, Kimchi Mandu volunteered to take charge.

“Then I will join you, Inquisitor. “I also need to wash Akata.”

【…? Why is my name…?】

“Ah. 【It’s no big deal. It was about washing up. Would you like to join us?】”

Even more so if you add the Archmage. That way, you will be able to avoid situations where things are dirty even after washing. I was completely relieved.

“The water is ready—yes?”

“Goes!”

“Oh, please send the water you prepared for me to my bathroom, sister. And Berserk is not there! “It’s on the other side!”

“Right!”

Even with good timing, water had just been installed in the bathroom there.

I waited for my water to be available, avoiding the illusion of a Golden Retriever and his caught owner running and crying.

“The driver is ready.”

It didn’t take that long.

* * *

Did you have the luxury of soaking in a bathtub filled with hot water all by yourself?

While I was warming up, I trimmed my slowly growing hair and washed my clothes. I know there is an automatic washing function, but I was still uneasy about it.

Immediately after, I shaved my head to avoid being told that I smelled. The trauma Kankan was left behind was also deep.

Well, thanks to that, I didn’t have any useless thoughts.

I wrapped my warm body in clothes and buried my face in a soft towel. When something soft touches your skin, it feels good for no reason.

“It’s a good thing I didn’t set the beard.”

Separately, as I was rubbing my face in a towel, I briefly heard those thoughts.

My hair has grown and I have to trim it all the time, but if I had a beard, it would have been a hell of a hassle.

You don’t have to go far; that’s just the reality. I recalled the days when I shaved once a day.

My beard grew quickly, so my chin would get scratchy within a day, so I had to shave it every morning. It was really annoying to death.

“Dev, I wish he would take my beard.”

When I thought of a beard, Dev naturally came to mind. Some people get that look in just one day, but he got that look because he grew a beard.

Of course, I am very annoyed. Why isn’t it growing like this? What kind of constitution is this?

I think it was because he was still young, but he sounded very full anyway. If you knew how difficult it is to maintain a beard, you wouldn’t be able to say that.

Anyway, I’m glad that the character I’m using now doesn’t have a beard – or it doesn’t exist.

I went out to the restaurant, stroking my smooth chin like a child. Since we met there every day, it was a semi-unconscious action.

“Hello!” “I thought it would come out quickly, but it’s surprisingly late!”

But did we get to the restaurant like that? White Wind, who had clearly left the village entrance and went to the Magic Tower, was seen waving his hand in clean clothes.

“What.”

Do we still have work left? Didn’t the magical snake decide to talk about it when the results come out?

Is it really over already?

“I came to talk about conservatism! “Something like this usually has to be over quickly so that emotions don’t build up, right?”

ah. repair.

I had completely forgotten.

“So, first of all, on top of what I originally promised, I will pay an additional fee…”

I stood in front of the door and heard the voice of a fierce white wind.

From afar, the sound of the Inquisitor and Archmage Berserk Akata could be heard talking. After the bath, I think we’ll gather at the restaurant.

Since they haven’t made any promises, it’s probably an unconscious step in the end.

“I’ll take something else.”

“huh?”

I got a subtle feeling even from those unconscious steps. There was a time when I thought the concept came first, whether it was a party or something, but I thought I’d gotten used to it before I knew it.

“First, the chest protector. “I want to get a new one.”

“It’s not difficult… Is it broken by any chance? “If it’s broken, I’ll fix it.”

“has disappeared.”

“…It disappeared? “Wouldn’t you always wear it on your chest?”

I can’t just stand here forever. I chose a suitable chair and sat down.

Acting a little offended is a bonus because you have to say your weaknesses directly.

“…disappeared when injured.”

I hate to say it, but I have to say it because the person who took it might get caught up in it.

With a distorted expression on my face, I spit it out as if I was chewing. White Wind’s expression became strange.

“That… is a little strange. Did the person treating him take it? There’s nothing I can do about it disappearing. okay! I’ll make you a new one! What was lost was over there in the great forest, right?”

“okay.”

“Then I’ll do the tracking as well. “I don’t really want my invention to become an accidental victim.”

Oh that’s good news.

I gratefully accepted the bonus given by the White Wind and stated the second condition. In fact, this was the final condition.

“Secondly, that kid. “I will accept that child’s future in return.”

The snow of the white wind was colored with mysterious colors.

“…You don’t have to worry about that, right? “If that child was causing you trouble, I wouldn’t have done anything for you.”

“There’s no need for me to tell you why.”

“…Well, that’s true. good. “Then, can we just pay for what our Magic Tower cares about until that child becomes an adult and enjoys his or her own life?”

“…let me add one more thing. “Don’t let your child know.”

“haha. Are you afraid the child will be upset? “The consideration is very deep.”

White Wind quickly wrote down words on the newly taken out paper.

Adequate and sufficient protective facilities. Check weekly to make sure there are no problems with your child while living in the shelter. Pocket money paid weekly. Additional support is provided when the child becomes independent. Don’t let your child know about the support.

“Is this enough?”

“…Confirmed.”

It’s extremely shabby, but it’s enough. Paying attention to the variables that will pop up while executing a contract goes against the concept, and my body is having a hard time due to intelligence issues.

Additionally, the voices outside became too close. The contract had to be completed quickly.

So I trusted White Wind’s conscience and signed. At least we confirmed that there is no poison clause, so it won’t be a big problem.

Anyway, if the magic tower doesn’t fulfill it, I’m the only one who loses, and there’s no threat to the child.

“Sometimes I wonder about your kindness. “No one will know, so why bother?”

But the white wind asked me. The voices in the hallway are almost right in front of us.

“Could it be from your trauma that I didn’t ask about?”

And when the voice almost reached the door. I closed my eyelids.

If I say it now, it might be heard outside… but it doesn’t matter. Let’s say something more about the Archmage who said something about the blood relative he killed with his own hands.

“The dead don’t need gold.”

I spoke in a ambivalent tone.

Actually, it wasn’t wrong. By the way, the family is already dead, so there’s no reason to save money for them?

Additionally, the concept itself does not plan for the future, so there is no reason to save.

Me too? Otherwise, honestly, I don’t need the money.

After all, there are times when you need money in a solo game, not an online game. At most, it’s just for changing equipment or refilling consumables, but you can easily earn that amount.

I leaned back in my chair, still thinking about my generous wallet.

“haha. yes.”

On the other hand, while I was comfortably leaning back in my chair, White Wind stood up completely from my seat. Sweet. When the white wind blows and the restaurant door opens, there are people standing blankly outside.

“Everyone enjoy your lunch!”

Oh, by the way, was it lunch time? Well, I entered Hudelen just before the sun rose overhead.

Including the travel time to the temple and the time it took to shower, it would have been a slightly late lunchtime.

“…You came first.”

The slightly wet Archmage cleared his throat and spoke. Then Berserk came rushing in, shouting that he was hungry.

“Did you have dinner?”

That was even what the Inquisitor, who was rolling his eyes, said.

I glanced at her as if asking if I had done it and closed my eyes again. Akata was confused about where to sit, but ended up sitting next to me.

His lips kept falling and coming together again and again, as if he wanted to say something but couldn’t. This was what I always saw on my way here.

“The devil knight promised! “After eating, we spar!”

In the meantime, Berserk came running without even drying his hair and hit the desk.

For some reason, it seemed like the Archmage and Inquisitor were screaming next to her, but it seemed like she didn’t care at all.

“It’s still so vulgar.”

But now that I look at it, it seems like I have some affection for it too, doesn’t it?

In addition, these days, I have a lot of useless thoughts, and what I experienced this time is slightly connected to politics… I guess it’s because it’s extremely dirty.

Seeing the simple and generous Berserker made me feel at ease. I turned around a bit and saw that it was a fairy. It felt like this.

Well, compared to children who take children hostage and threaten them, aren’t they fairies?

“What is this rejection?!”

I could barely hold back my laughter as Berserker fell on his desk, asking if he was lying.

“The devil knight is a liar.”

“Strictly speaking in Berserk, the Demon Knight never promised to spar after eating—.”

“I can’t listen to your whining any more.”

Instead, I opened my mouth to cover my laughter. Berserker seemed to have sensed something about my words and raised his head, his golden eyes shining.

“I’ll take care of it.”

“…Yes, it should come out like that!”

OK. Let’s have a fight.

It’s just a break anyway, so there’s not much to do. Rather than being stuck in a corner of the room and lost in thoughtless thoughts, why not have some sparring to get your body warm?

“Hahaha!”

When I finally accepted the sparring, Berserker burst into laughter and was happy. It was a simple and bright smile that was perfect for contagion.

“…Do you know how long it has been since you were stabbed in the heart?”

Of course, the Archmage who was watching from the side held his forehead with a face that looked about ten years older.

Well, even if it was cured with magic, it would seem a little crazy to say that we were sparring just a few days after overcoming the danger of death. No, that’s crazy.

“…! “Are you really going to cancel it?”

“Do you think I would give in to something like that? “Don’t insult me.”

But I do that crazy thing.

Among the situations of ‘a typical protagonist who doesn’t take care of himself and a coworker who catches the protagonist’s back,’ I boldly went out to take charge of the former.

Shout out loud and see if you hear my concept!

“Yes, it should come out like that!”

I matched up with Berserker. The sound of the Archmage’s blood pressure rising seemed to be heard loudly in the background music.

Haha, it’s fun. Berserker may be a surprisingly compatible colleague.

“…Then do you know that you have to have a physical examination tomorrow?”

But this attack is a bit unexpected.

hmm. But it doesn’t really matter, right?

I didn’t feel the aftereffects of the poison from the beginning, and the heart injury was not a disease but a trauma. Isn’t it a complete cure at the point where there is no scar?

Seeing as he was fine the whole time, including the moment he was making a fuss in the Big Ball tribe, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with his body.

Additionally, if you are concerned about the hypothesis that the seal will be shattered due to the use of magical power every time you get hurt, I think this sparring is almost essential.

There’s no way I wouldn’t get hurt in a fight with Berserker, and if I get hurt like that, I can actually use it to test hypotheses.

“so.”

There’s no way the Archmage wouldn’t know what I was thinking. The Archmage sighed at my cold gaze.

“Then at least postpone it until tomorrow.”

Although she only said one word, it seems like she has given up trying to stop him. Berserker gave an OK sign with a mixture of sadness and joy.

“If you’re going to do it in a day, do it right! Even using magical power!”

“No, that is….”

“You are hastening your own defeat.”

Oh, it’s fine with me if I’m allowed to use magic power. I was already worried that my physical abilities would be a bit lacking if I fought with my bare body.

Berserker and I set the conditions for tomorrow’s sparring, laughing loudly regardless of whether the Archmage wanted to cry or not – as I should have, only to myself.

It was a sparring match, just like a real fight, except that you didn’t kill your opponent.

“Are you okay?”

“Well, no matter what, it’s still…”

“Why am I the last one?”

At that time, Dev had just entered the restaurant. By this time, all of his clothes had been washed, so he was wearing light clothes. My hair is not dried properly so it ends up in clumps here and there.

“…Is there a problem?”

Did that cause a pause in speech?

The air, which had been a little heated by Kimchi Dumpling and Akata who were fidgeting between me and the Archmage who was trying hard to stop Berserker and me, who was not paying attention to the surroundings and was letting go of his fighting spirit, became calm again.

The indescribable atmosphere is a bonus.

“…It’s not late, so hurry up and sit down. “There’s still some time left before dinner, so grab some tea.”

Haha. Archmage declares defeat.

As I watched her finally change her mind, I took the tea she had been drinking earlier and drank it.

“…!”

It was the tea I enjoyed eating in the forest.

“It smells good.”

“Sniff. “Is this something?”

“It’s the car.”

“Eh. Berserk is better with alcohol than tea.”

“Ah tsk tsk.”

“…I ordered a drink, so don’t worry. And I think it would be better for you to cool it down a bit before eating it.”

Did you boil what you intercepted at that time?

At the time, it was a bit obnoxious, but if you share it like this, things will change.

“There’s more, so feel free to eat as much as you want.”

Hehe, it’s delicious.