episode_0080

This world is a fake based on the game. At least that was the case by my standards.

But in fact, I thought that this world was the original and that I wasn’t playing a game based on it.

Aren’t the kids I thought were these characters actually people?

At first, I thought they were just characters that appealed to sex, but it made me wonder if they were actually people with a lot of emotions.

What is beyond the game screen? There was a time when I was curious about what the story behind this game was, but after learning about it, I started to wonder if I was learning too much.

Yeah, maybe it’s a person. Okay, maybe it’s not a game.

No matter how many times I thought about the tears Agnes shed that day, I could not shake off those thoughts, and only the subtle emotions remained.

But in the end, I couldn’t truly give up my heart to them.

Because it was a different world from mine, I thought that we might have to part ways eventually, even if it wasn’t a game.

And above all, because I already had the ‘real’ thing, everyone else ended up being ‘fake’.

Even if you feel like you are a person and not just an NPC.

Even if it is not made up of images and text, but rather emotions and facial expressions.

The strong sense of this reality seemed to save me again and again.

I couldn’t help but hate those days when I was extremely lonely and felt like they would disappear in vain even if I stretched out my hand, but now I really wanted to go back and a truly sad feeling lingered in my head.

I thought this place was good, but since it was real, everything else that wasn’t real became fake.

Even if this world is not a game world, but a real world that I don’t know about.

Even if someone else said this was real, as long as Veronica was real, everything else became fake. So, I was just agonizing over and over again about what to do now.

As I took my time heading to my next destination, there was Linda, who, as always, was clinging to my side and chatting away, and Agnes was shyly opening her mouth.

Flora followed behind, and Veronica followed even further behind Flora.

I thought we had gotten closer since yesterday, but it seemed like Veronica was pushing me away because I couldn’t control my emotions.

But what should I do? Veronica is so attracted to it.

When I was lost in thought, leaving the voices of others behind, I remembered the day I hypnotized Veronica.

Based on the words coming out of her voice, it was clear that she was far from a hikikomori who stayed home alone, or an asa who did not come out because she had no friends to play with.

Yes, all I could think was that it was an abusive home with confinement and violence.

Still, she said it was okay. When she wasn’t hypnotized, she thought she was the problem, that she was wrong, that it was her fault, and in the end, she couldn’t even figure out whether she was imprisoned or trapped in it herself.

If he couldn’t bear the fact that he was abused by his parents and deceived himself by saying that he did it, and if it was a kind of defense mechanism, would it be the right decision to make it known?

Is there any need to remind me of that nightmarish moment again?

Of course, you could say that your home is a nightmare place, I will protect you, so let’s live here for the rest of our lives, or let’s come back to reality and live together in my home. You could say that.

But isn’t the reason she’s motivated right now because she misses her own room?

Isn’t it finally possible to hold on because you want to go back to that room where you don’t have to die again and again, where there is no danger, and where there are no painful memories by your standards?

If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be the moment she loses all motivation and becomes someone who just walks after me like a doll?

I agonize over it again and again because I just wanted to avoid it.

Should I say something or not? In the end, the answer is no. It comes down to this.

“Kylon, don’t you think you’ve gotten stronger these days?”

“I hope my swordsmanship will be helpful, but I just feel like it’s a shame that the swords have different shapes. Rather, how about taking the time to have a cup of tea in the next town?”

“Wait a minute, Agnes… Tea is a hobby of noble nobles.”

“Kailon is a warrior, so wouldn’t it be okay to have at least one hobby of a noble noble?”

“… Don’t you have that noble hobby, Flora?”

After saying that, Linda glanced at Flora, who was following right behind her.

Then Flora mockingly spoke to Linda behind me.

“Is there anyone who doesn’t know tea ceremony etiquette?”

That’s probably a criticism of me too.

I burst out laughing when I heard Flora’s high-pitched voice mocking me.

I could see people expressing interest in me and trying to win my love.

Their voices tickled my ears.

Yet, for some reason, I couldn’t truly give them my heart. No, even if I were to give it, I wouldn’t be able to give it more than a certain amount.

I’m such a trash person too.

I can’t give you my heart any more now.

I just approached it lightly, with the attitude towards the game and the game characters. I wanted to play around with my dick like a character in a game, like the main character, and I did that.

However, my heart seemed to be distorted just because I was playing it myself, rather than a game where I was fighting over text, and because I was looking at the back of the screen.

Because I had made a truly foolish choice, my mind became confused, and time was busy passing by as it pleased.

If it was a game, if this really was the game world, and if these heroines were complete characters, I wouldn’t have felt any remorse about abandoning them.

If it had been beyond the screen, I might not have hesitated to even send them to the meat-pot ending.

They said it was originally a game like that, but instead of feeling any remorse, they might have raised their eyebrows and been excited when they saw such a scene.

Although they are humans, they are also humans with various emotions, but I know they are not simple NPCs.

As expected, the moment Veronica was there, I thought that this world had become so fake that the only real thing for me was Veronica.

I thought I was crazy too, but all I could do was move forward.

When I first entered this world, I had no intention of doing so, but now it is different.

As much as Veronica said she wanted to go home, I also wanted to go back to my original world.

I wanted to live with Veronica in a cold house.

Even if the appearance is not Veronica, the person’s personality alone.

So, I liked Veronica’s true self.

I am not someone who always looks at money, rejects men based on looks, or chooses women. Instead, I made decisions based on the true character of a person, so there was almost nothing wrong with it.

“Refreshments, that would be nice.”

I roughly agreed with their words and laughed bitterly.

The events of yesterday remained deep in my mind, making it difficult to think about anything else.

When I thought that masturbating in a shy position was a bit awkward because Veronica looked like she was telling me to finish quickly because she was using a talisman that increases sensitivity, I couldn’t forget the sight of her grabbing my dick and giving it to me, so I kept paying attention. turned to the other side.

I guess they paid some attention to it.

So I loved that image so much that I lusted after her like that yesterday. I wanted to hold her and hug her over and over again and make her cry, but I was disappointed that I couldn’t do that.

I felt like I was going to get an erection again, so I shook my head left and right and moved forward.

“Since we have to pick up reinforcement stones at the next village anyway, let’s have a tea party after work and buy some new weapons.”

And so to the others, and go forth, and the night is come again.

And that night, after finishing dinner and getting ready for camp, Linda cautiously approached me.

“Yesterday, I guess I was so tired that I fell asleep quickly, but oh, do you want to train today?”

And Agnes, who approached her as if she was not allowed to cut in line, closed her eyes and retorted as if hugging only Linda was not allowed.

“What kind of training is this, huh? Isn’t it okay if we stay together? What about Kylon’s choice?”

And behind the two people talking like that, Veronica was seen walking to the tent after finishing her meal and praying.

As I was watching, when our eyes met for a moment, Veronica looked at me quietly, then smiled and nodded.

What’s with that look, telling me not to do that? Do it? Wait a minute, you have to say it properly, Veronica.

As I was so embarrassed, Veronica carefully opened her mouth.

‘Go for it.’

When I saw the shape of his mouth, I was dumbfounded, then narrowed my eyes and groaned.

… I thought that because Veronica wanted to go home, she was actually tolerating my actions.

So, wondering if they were cheering me on, I decided to calm down and looked at Linda and Agnes in front of me.