I made some random characters, they might have stuffed them.

so cool, so cool. Me. Heh, heh, heh, heh. Good. This is a challenge, isn't it? All you have to do is slap him in the neck of the god of war with this and his rare decor, huh?

To do this, we need a demonic modification. Grow a productive job for a while when the tutorial is over. Jobs are all production now, too. Raleigh the Moving God, was it? It's not funny if you complain later, so I'll ask permission first.

"Father, Father, which is the statue of the god of moves, Lawray?

"If it's Lady Railay's statue, it's the second one from the right."

"A bruise!

The statue of Raleigh the Moving God looked like an intellectual Lori with glasses holding a book with one hand and a blacksmith tool with the other. I thought you weren't punishing me for the god of war? I don't know! We have to deliver a future that gives in front of the interior! Besides, I don't think my main character is high enough to do anything in a row.

(Dear Raleigh, Dear Raleigh, Hey, God of War bastard didn't come by for a record reward, so I'd like to demonize your work and avenge it. If you have a complaint about being molested for your work, please ask the bastard of the god of war who sent me an item.

"Mm-hmm. Whoa. Looking forward to a fun retrofit."

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"Father, I need to ask you something."

"What is it?

"Do you have time for God here?

"That's right. Please return your words more or less once every two times, so maybe I'm free."

I see. I'm just going to show up a little bit and say you'll get some protection.

With a new goal in mind, I headed for the Alliance. It's the test of the god of war. We must aim to complete the tutorial that is our original purpose! Because you're not strong, are you? No, really.

"What's going on? Damn it!

When I entered the guild, I heard a woman rubbing something.

Is it a player? I can't judge the icon because it's gone.

"Oh, please calm down, Mr. Hilk! I haven't been able to confirm the situation... I haven't seen one since I took the Alliance quest..."

"It's been three days since I heard from you that you've already taken the quest! You're not making progress with my research!

"I don't even think I'm leaving my quest because I was a player..."

Some of them were terrible. I can't believe you ignored that and left me alone for three days while you took the quest. Oh, but what if I had some real business or something? Reflection. Reflection. Hmm? Why is the receptionist looking at this one?

"Yes, I was there! That guy! That's him!

"What! Me!?

Stupid! That was yesterday when I got my quest! The bastard who butched the quest from the conversation he heard should have visited here at least three days ago. I was playing Dead Fight with Regeneslime back then. Are you trying to make me a scapegoat!?

"Already! If you've taken the quest, come properly! Even if you're late, it's hard to get in touch!

"Wait, it was yesterday that I got my registration quest here! Three days ago I hadn't even reached this city yet!

"No, I did come this way three days ago!

Hey, receptionist, you still got to say it! Whatever it is, you're gonna tailor me to the killer! Fine... If that's what you're saying, there's something here that says, "Hey, you got a second?

What, all of a sudden? I was about to show you my uncle's direct escape technique.

"What are you talking about yesterday, possibly in real life?

"What? You bet. Other than that, time..."

"... you seem to have noticed"

"... Hi"

Yes, there was some in-game time. An in-game day passes in eight hours of reality. I completely forgot about it.

"See, I knew it! You're the reason I'm late for research!

"Sersen......"

"Hmm! You just have to figure it out! However, you'll have to double the amount of work that was scheduled as a hassle fee for late research! All right? Reply!"

"Yessmum!"

"Then I'll be there soon!

"Well, I still have a report on the quest..."

"You just have to put it together with mine!

I said, hurry up or grab my collar. I started moving. Damn, how forceful of me to say I have an affair! Hmm? But you're powerful. I never thought I'd be dragged cheating with one hand on a woman's slender arm, even though the status would determine her arm strength. Oh, you haven't been able to say hello to the player who called me. I'm not sure I remember your face next time.

It slowly stopped in front of a house. Apparently, we've reached our destination. I didn't expect to be dragged all the way down like that.

If it weren't for the endurance infinite novice series, it would have needed fixing!

"Get in there now. Oh, get rid of the dirt with the chicken!

"Icer."

Beat your whole body with your hands to remove sand and dust. Is this what this is all about?

"You can't even use life magic?

"It's not in my skills."

Apparently he wasn't satisfied with the extent to which he slapped and dropped it.

But life is magic, right?

Can you use it on me, too?

I don't have a single magic thing to do with my skills.

"... it's the only way, because I dragged it and I defiled it, and I'll hang you clean with a special service just this once."

"I want you to teach me how to use the magic of life anyway."

"No, man. It's so annoying. Sit still. Clean!"

"Oh......!

The gear looks like it's back in brand new. You're plain amazing, life magic! Look at the opportunity later and remember.

"Look! Don't just stand there, I'm going in!

"Ugly."

In the house it was scattered. What can I say. No, Zbari, let me tell you something. It is a dirty room with no place to step on. In addition, research materials and reports are available on one side of the floor, so touching it poorly can piss you off. It's a shame you can't even feel the shards of romance, even though you've been brought into a young woman's room and you're alone.

"How rude of you to think about that, huh?

Hih, naturally read my mind!? Do you even have reading mind skills, this bachelor?

"Next time you think about something stupid, I'm gonna hit you, okay?

"Sarsen"

"Not at all... as long as we meet, we can afford to get married."

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"What! You're telling me I can't do this?

"You didn't say anything!

"Mm-hmm! In the meantime, you need to put an appraisal and identification on the material there and put it together for each type."

After complaining the whole time, I praised Mr. Hilk, who went blue and cried out, to get back on his feet and to this day. Hmm. Appraisal and identification, huh? I don't have one of those. What do you want me to do?

"Doctor, what if I didn't have an appraisal and identification?

"Huh!? You're a researcher, aren't you? Why don't you have it!

"Can you use it when you're a researcher?

"On the contrary, I can't be a researcher without appraisal and identification! Researchers' job skills mean nothing without appraisal and identification!

Oh, my God! Come here. Stunning fact! My job was packed!

I didn't use anything else, and I hope so.