by Unknown
It’s just natural, Shiro thought inside her mind.
That’s because Shiro 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 shine 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 !!”
——Shiro 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.
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——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 God for the first time in his life while shedding tears of blood.
Hey almighty shitty 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 Sora-dono 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, damn 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 surpass 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 Werebeast 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 Warbeast(canine) and a beast(dog) 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 classified 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.
“A-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 Shiro——?
“……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——
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——On the eastern border of the 152th square, there was a city…… just like Shiro calculated.
Elven Garde, in a country town in a remote place a
t 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 scraps 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 [Forest(city)] taken out by god——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 grass——wait, this again, I’ve already had enough of you, damn it!!”
Making the sound effect himself, the middle-aged man shouted while slamming the flowing [mysterious grass] 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 hell did the nutrients from Fiel’s breasts 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 Shiro wants me to, w-wash your clothes too?”
The young girl secretly drying her washed clothes jumped at Shiro’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——Shiro 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 Shiro.
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 Shiro couldn’t either.
That’s right, that was because even now, Shiro 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 variable(situation).
Induction of [Point N(Nii)] into the Specified Coordinates(this house)——Confirmed.
Existence of the necessary project values(bath) in Specified Coordinates(this house)——Confirmed.
Established Project, variation of the variable values(dice) by three points——Confirmed.
Turning the Established Project’s variable values(delivery) constant——Point N(Nii) twenty-four, Point S(Shiro) two——Confirmed to be possible.
Removal of floating random number(Steph)——Confirmed.
——Re-verification is over.
Induction’s Functional Equation——Proving is possible.
(…… Now, Nii——let’s, start, the certification(game)……?)
Saying so inside her mind, Shiro 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!? Shiro, tha——that’s dangerous!!”
Shiro’s figure could be seen extending her hand above a high shelf after piling up many platforms.
Sora hurriedly embraced Shiro, her foothold was wavering unstably as if almost collapsing, and roared.
“——Damn! 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, Shiro. I should’ve noticed it earlier——erm……?”
While being held up by her brother, Shiro lowered her face——and thinly laughed.
Sora was looking at the shelf Shiro 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 Shiro 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 Shiro’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 Shiro?”
——That’s right, he’ll definitely do that.
Shiro gulped, and nodded with her head.
Until here it’s exactly as I calculated——Shiro 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 Shiro 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——Shiro laughed.
(…… Bye bye, loli body…… Bye bye, flatness——)
Immediately following, Shiro’s body got enveloped in light——her limbs suddenly grew and stretched.
The little Steph was sleeping peacefully——Shiro envisioned her original appearance.
She had breasts 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 job(game), see…… I’ll be going ahead of you, Steph.
Farewell, the Shiro with an underdeveloped body……
Welcome, the Shiro 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 Shiro 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?
Shiro tilted her neck, gave a smile, and suddenly let her hands slip on her breasts,
…… 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 Shiro’s eyes at the sensation of stroking nothing but air.
Shiro couldn’t help but laugh at the sensation of the ground beneath her feet collapsing——along with her calculations.
“Ca-caaaalm down Shiro! 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 Shiro 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, Shiro self-deprecatingly smiled deeper.
Indeed, it’s exactly as her brother said, she certainly had “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 repetition] in Japan’s primary schools, didn’t you?
Even Shiro, 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.