VRMMO no Shien Shokunin ～Top Player no Shikakenin～

With the boy's appearance, the liquor store was quiet.

In that, he spoke my name in grandeur...

"Heind? Heind..."

Is this going to be a bad situation?

Me and Liz sit back from the chair and watch how it goes as we create a twitchy escape posture.

"- Who was it? I remember hearing it somewhere..."

but weakened by the words that followed and collapsed on the chair.

I think that's terrible... I'm working pretty hard at the event, huh?

"Yeah? Hmmm......"

"I can't seem to remember it"

"I definitely remember seeing the name in something...... where is it?

Oh, could it be...

The surrounding customers looked at Liz next door after they saw my outfit and said, "Oh?" He tilts his neck with his face.

If you look at it from here, it's a simple story.

I mean, I don't have a yumil next door, so I don't pin it when I hear the name "Omg Heind"... I don't know, but I guess that's the thing.

Though faceless, Liz's back is clearly lower than Yumil's.

But am I still a set handler... even though Yumil is properly recognized around me alone?

Anyway, now let's properly delude ourselves into cutting through this place.

"... it's different people. My name is Find."

"Pfft!?

Hey, for some reason, my pseudonym went into Liz's laughing bump.

Please be patient now... I want to avoid running away from this store again.

Or was it interesting? Right now.

"Pa, you say it's a patchmon!? But certainly on the recruiting screen..."

"Oh, brother... don't shout out the names of people in masked condition"

"Shit, if that's what Fol would say...... bad, ha - find"

"No. Please be careful from now on"

A girl called "Fol" came in to stop the Yankee boy from eating at me.

To see what you call your brother, these two look like brothers and sisters.

If you look closely, your sister-in-law looks weak. The atmosphere is the only thing that looks like him at all, but his face feels similar.

"Nah, you're wrong... I can't remember who the name Hynd is after all"

Why are you so overtly emphatic?

I don't suppose you're noticing and doing it with the wax.

Can I take my robe off now?

It's getting ridiculous that you're purposefully hiding yourself... and no, I don't actually do it though.

You lose interest, or the gaze that was gathering gradually starts to scatter.

"Ha, I don't care, don't kick the door, blonde Bowes! Apologize to the master!

"Yes, they do! You're gonna taste bad about the liquor in the corner, but bokeh!

"Mm-hmm. Kola!

"Oh, brother... keho, keho..."

"- So, are you okay, Fol!? Hang on! Because I forced you to run...... you want a potion!? Or water!? Tell your brother anything! Here!"

As soon as his sister coughs up, the blonde boy strokes his back to caress him.

She herself won't stop saying she's okay anymore. The way she worries also looks slightly excessive.

I looked at Liz and I tilted my neck at the same time.

Could this Yankee......

Eventually, we moved the place with the siblings.

Having been asked his name, I can't help but think that the bud of discovery itself as a "body" is on that spot.

We decided to move the place to the corner of the town of Heathrow and explain to the two of us our plans for the trip to the Kingdom of Lust.

It would not be necessary if the purpose were concise or close to the destination, but how many minutes long it is.

Like the silent PT you listen to, you can't go on crisp either.

"Uh, introduce yourself first. Oh, please don't call me names out loud, okay? It would be fine if we talked about it. It's a migratory bird hind. Thank you for joining PT."

"I knew it, Temeye, hi - Mogomoooo, ooo!?

Sister, Mr. Foll blocks his brother's mouth.

Oh, he's longer than I thought.

Aren't you only a little different from your likely brother in the second half of 170cm?

Without stretching his back, he is blocking his mouth with beautiful fingers like white fish.

But it would be nice... much thinner than Liz, who is much shorter.

She was coughing up earlier, and her skin looks white and weak.

"Oh, I'm sorry... my brother, as you can see, the..."

"Birdhead...... no, from what I've seen it looks less than that: Anyway, we haven't moved a single step since before."

"Nghhh!

"Liz, no provocation. I know how it feels, but this doesn't make it any easier."

"Yes."

Mr. Foll blocked his mouth. Leaving him in a strange state, the story proceeds.

His player name is' Portier ', cleric and avant-garde.

Your sister is player name 'Fol', knight offensive type.

"Well... Mr. Foll has the same occupation (class) as Yumil."

"That's right! Me, admire Mr. Yumil and choose a knight!

"Again?

"Yes?"

"No, it's nothing"

Yes, Liz is right "again".

I'm still hot for same-sex......

Yumil is not here, so it's okay to bang his name out.

With Mr. Foll making a grip, Portier...... can you?

Portier, your mouth is free.

"- Pfft! Ha, ha... so hey Heindock! I thought if I partied with you, I could get Fol to meet the brave guy! Why aren't you here today, Gora?

He approached with a glance and stood up in Doss's dominant voice.

Fortunately, there didn't seem to be any players to blame where I screamed Hind.

"Ooh, you're just talking normally, but you're starting to feel like you're even being snagged... fresh. He's the type of person who wasn't in my relationship."

"Shall we take a shot from the side and report it? I'm sure GM will be flying in any minute."

"Seriously, Temee et al!? Are you kidding me, ah!?

"It's so rare not to be scared of your brother at all... Oh, well, make sure you register your friend regardless of Mr. Yumil..."

"Fol!?... wait, me too!

I was surprised at Mr. Foll's words once, Portier. It was you......

Eventually, the four of us, including him, were to exchange our friend codes.

That's where we introduced ourselves, and we left Heathrow town to begin our journey.

Talking can be done on foot.

The first field was the "Alhi Mountains," a field that used to harvest minerals when we created the Meteosword of Nostalgia.

Enemy levels are also about 20-25.

Remove the depressing robe and walk while pulling Grad Turk's reins.

It's over the mountain, so the two horses are going to be rented in the next town.

"I'm going back to it..."

"What? Mr. Pol."

"Mr. Por!? Oh, my God, the... Shit, well! Call it what you want!

Forgiveness was given for the way the shortened shape was called.

He seems to have a much more honest personality than the impression he gets from his appearance.

His sister, Fol, has a full laugh at us for having such an exchange.

"So, seriously, why isn't Brave with you today? Heind, I'm your lover."

"What?"

"No, so..."

"What?"

Liz opens her freezing dark eyes to the limit and approaches you, Por, blocking the words.

Are you used to staring at each other, Por, while you can't swallow the situation. You respond...

It's the gaze that doesn't distract me, but after a while I started scratching a lot of sweat.

Por, you're finally out of your sight as Mr. Foll watches over me.

"Shh, I'm sorry. Apparently, it was my mistake..."

"Don't get me wrong again"

Declared defeat.

My sister apparently has a lot stronger eyesight than the Yankees around here.

Or is it possible, Por, that you're extremely shoddy against your appearance?

"Stupid...... this i lost in temper, so!? It's the first time I've ever been born like this..."

……

but it doesn't seem so if you believe in his whining.

And when I looked closely, I was stunned, Por. Your knee was trembling subtly.