Ch.79[Episode 79] This Is Not an Advertisement.

Sir Dominic sighed as he looked at his sister who had passed out drunk.

So that’s why she kept drinking one after another.

With Remi collapsed, Sir Dominic had no intention of drinking any more.

“I’d like to pay for what we’ve had so far. How much?”

Sir Dominic was a man who had learned chivalry and moderation.

…

After paying for the drinks they’d consumed, Sir Dominic carried Remi out of the food stall.

Yes, literally carried her over his shoulder.

Remi was unconscious so he couldn’t just support her, and she was too short to piggyback.

And it wouldn’t be appropriate to give a grown woman a shoulder ride.

After much deliberation, Sir Dominic concluded that carrying her over his shoulder was the best solution.

“She’s light. Too light.”

Sir Dominic frowned at Remi’s skeletal weight, which he could easily lift with just one hand.

…

As Sir Dominic strode through the streets with Remi over his shoulder, he suddenly realized he didn’t know where her home was.

“This is troublesome.”

If Zero had been there, he could have asked for help, but Zero had returned to the laboratory on Remi’s orders.

This meant Sir Dominic had absolutely no way to get Remi back to her home.

He had no choice.

Sir Dominic readjusted Remi, who was slipping off his shoulder, and headed toward his own house.

“Ah.”

Upon returning home, Sir Dominic saw Sir Dominica who had arrived almost simultaneously.

Sir Dominica was dragging the parallel world’s Remi by the back of his neck with one hand.

Combined with Sir Dominica’s fierce gaze, it looked almost like a kidnapping!

However, Sir Dominic’s appearance was equally suspicious in Sir Dominica’s eyes.

The exterior of the house had not yet been fitted with lighting decorations, so no light came in.

In Gacharland, the intensity of light according to time and weather was unnecessarily realistic.

Emerging from the dark forest path, Sir Dominic looked like an abductor who had kidnapped a girl.

“You look like a kidnapper.”

“And you look like an abductor.”

They looked at each other and smirked.

“By the way, is that ‘little brother’ in your hands alright?”

Dr. Phantom had the optical illusion of having a slightly larger head due to his curly hair, but Sir Dominic, unexpectedly perceptive about minor details, noticed that the back of Dr. Phantom’s head was slightly more swollen. Like a lump…

“What about you? Your ‘little sister’ is passed out.”

Sir Dominica stared intently at Remi, who was slung over Sir Dominic’s shoulder, as if unwilling to back down.

“Remi got like this because she’s drunk.”

“Same here. He stumbled and fell while drunk.”

Perhaps because they were from parallel worlds.

Sir Dominic and Sir Dominica.

And Dr. Banshee and Dr. Phantom. No, Remi and Juan.

Their situations were similar yet different.

Sir Dominic and Sir Dominica laid their siblings on the only bed in the house.

Then they came out to the living room and sat on the sofa.

“Today was a complete mess.”

Sir Dominica took out some leftover snacks from her inventory.

Sinking into the sofa, she tossed some peanuts into her mouth and looked at Sir Dominic.

“…The event will end soon.”

Sir Dominica said.

“And we’ll return to our own worlds.”

“Probably.”

Sir Dominic sat at the edge of the sofa, leaning his upper body forward.

For a moment, neither spoke.

“Gacharland is really something.”

Sir Dominica said with a sigh.

She sank deeper into the sofa.

The sofa was so soft that only Sir Dominica’s formidable chest seemed to protrude from the backrest.

“Has there ever been a world that changes so rapidly?”

“Well, I don’t know. I’ve never been anywhere except Feralant and Gacharland.”

Sir Dominic wanted to agree with Sir Dominica, but he couldn’t bring himself to lie.

“But how should I put it.”

Instead, Sir Dominic shared his own impression.

“In Gacharland, there seems to be no time to be bored. Predictions go awry, and despite the chaos, people live within their own kind of order.”

“Well, I think the same.”

Sir Dominica smiled slightly.

“Finding a dead sibling, having many interesting experiences. Above all, I didn’t know my parallel self would be such a cute person.”

Sir Dominica teased Sir Dominic with a playful smile.

“Cute? That doesn’t seem like an appropriate modifier for a knight. I thank you for the assessment.”

Sir Dominic snorted as if it were absurd.

Sir Dominica sighed, disappointed that her clever joke hadn’t landed.

Just then, the grandfather clock, which came as a basic option, chimed to announce midnight.

Another day in Gacharland was passing.

…

The next morning.

Sir Dominic hadn’t been able to sleep all night.

His mind was preoccupied with thoughts about his sister Remi and the remaining event.

Sir Dominica, unable to resist the comfort of the soft sofa, had fallen asleep at some point.

Sir Dominic covered her with a blanket and prepared a simple breakfast.

Before becoming a knight, cooking had always been Sir Dominic’s responsibility, though his skills were neither particularly good nor bad—just adequate.

Sir Dominic’s favorite dish was a hodgepodge stew where he threw in all available ingredients.

If there were leftovers, he would add new ingredients the next day and boil it again, and if there were still leftovers, add new ingredients the day after that…

It was truly a dish that could be eaten all year round and still feel new.

This wasn’t product placement or advertising, but Sir Dominic’s stew-eating broadcast looked as happy as if he had received sponsorship.

The stew in the cauldron attached to the fireplace had diminished slightly.

After finishing a bowl of stew, Sir Dominic went to the living room and looked at the leftover snacks from yesterday.

Most were fried or stir-fried items, nuts, or fruits, which weren’t suitable as stew ingredients.

Instead, Sir Dominic took out a large piece of meat, onions, some garlic, pepper, and salt from his inventory.

Surprisingly, these weren’t items Sir Dominic had purchased separately.

They had been quietly included in the stage clear rewards.

Sir Dominic turned on the radio.

An advertisement was playing on the radio.

That’s because of the cauldron stew!

Now at an affordable price—

Again, this is neither an advertisement nor product placement.

“…Why do stories about cauldron stew keep coming up?”

Sir Dominic tilted his head.

He hadn’t noticed anything strange until now, but with this much emphasis, anyone would find it odd.

Just then, as if deliberately timed to interrupt Sir Dominic’s thoughts, there was a knock at the door.

“A knock? At this timing?”

Sir Dominic picked up his sword and shield.

The current time was around 5 AM.

It was too early for someone to visit, and it was an impolite hour.

“Are you there? Delivery!”

Sir Dominic looked outside through the small gap in the door.

A hat with a winged delivery logo. And white wings on the back.

“Is anyone home?”

It was an angel he had seen before.

The same angel who had delivered the reward when he bought the house.

Sir Dominic breathed a sigh of relief.

Heaven Delivery was trustworthy.

The radio was still playing cheerful music.

Heaven Delivery is the safest in the world!

Heaven Delivery is the fastest in the world!

Sir Dominic opened the door.

The angel handed over the package with a bright smile.

“Please sign here.”

As Sir Dominic was about to sign, he suddenly realized something.

The fact that he had never ordered any package.

“…Who is this from?”

Sir Dominic asked the angel before signing.

“I’m not sure? The address is from a home shopping company. Didn’t you order it yourself?”

Sir Dominic didn’t want to accept this item, but then thought that Sir Dominica might have ordered it.

Deciding to ask Sir Dominica when she woke up, Sir Dominic carefully accepted the package and signed.

“Thank you. Please use Heaven Delivery again next time!”

Heaven Delivery is the safest in the world!

Heaven Delivery is the fastest in the world!

Sir Dominic turned his head sharply to look at the radio.

What was this?

Sir Dominic had never purchased a radio.

In a situation where he didn’t even fully understand smartphones, he had no reason to be interested in other electronic devices.

Nor had it been there from the beginning.

If it had been there from the start, it should have appeared when he was organizing his belongings.

Sir Dominic clutched his throbbing head.

In this situation, he should probably eat cauldron stew—

Does your head hurt?

That’s because you don’t have cauldron stew!

Now at an affordable price—

It was then.

Digital tentacles shot out from Sir Dominic’s phone, circled around him, caught a bug, and dragged it back into the phone.

Only then did Sir Dominic come to his senses.

The advertisements for cauldron stew and Heaven Delivery were no longer heard.

Sir Dominic looked at where the radio had been just moments ago.

There was nothing there.

No cauldron stew, no Heaven Delivery, and not even the package he had just received.

Nothing at all.