VRMMO no Shien Shokunin ～Top Player no Shikakenin～

"Let's first determine the approximate size. Haru, can you tell me how your parents fit?

The front door, then the first time I asked to say hello, I was sure...

Haru puts her index finger on the tip of her jaw and looks up.

"Your mother's at 155 cm..."

"Um, that's normal. People of that age... about a little below average?

"Right."

"Your father, 160..."

"... Haru?

Aiki-chan turns half an eye.

In contrast, Haru caught her expression and then continued her words with disappointment.

"It's 159cm......"

"Hi... nnnnnnn!

"That's okay, Unblessed Senior... I'm not tall, Father..."

Wouldn't my back grow either...? And Haru shrugs.

By the way, Haru's average height for adult men in her father's generation should have been roughly just over 170.

Sure, I know it's genetic, but don't ask me if eating, sleeping, etc. matters.

But I can't even irresponsibly "stretch" it out. Hard.

When I can't say anything, Haru puts her face up.

"How did Unyu Senior grow tall!? Body tightness, too!

"Me? Right..."

Unblessed sees me better.

Please, give him some good advice.

"First and foremost, sleep well!

"I'll sleep as soon as I can after TB logs out! Sleep tight! Is there anything else?

"Next, eat good handicrafts! Three meals a day for great flavor and nutritional balance!

"We have no seniors!?

"You know, let's replace it there Haru... your mother's rice would be fine..."

Tsubaki grins bitterly and grabs Haru, who is about to rise.

And a word while Aika-chan on the other side lays down.

"Why is your sister small eating the same thing? Right, Haru?"

"Stop saying that, love!

"Yeah. Shut up and look at me with no light. I'll get a flicker of Senior Rishi......"

Haru and Tsubaki shake their bodies all the time.

Well, it's the eyesight of a race like you to admit to a light loss...

This is how the unblessed accustomed to such a life went on.

"Um, I guess that would happen if I actually said it in front of you. When I say the difference between him and me, Zubari!... what?"

"There I am!?

Unexpectedly upset by sudden gestures.

Hormonal balance and body toughness are the same as heredity, and there are aspects that can't be helped.

Based on that, we're talking about how normal life is, so when I say the difference... that's it.

"Uh... well, that would be the amount of food and exercise. Doesn't it make a difference if you're eating the same thing?

"- Right, right! Eat well, move well, sleep well!

"Hmmm, it's awesome convincing, even for the obvious, if you say so! I'll try harder than ever!

Looks like the story converged positively. Above all.

... It's fine to get excited, but I just want to get back to the point.

"Senior, what were you talking about now?

Oh, Aika-chan. Nice help ship.

I need you to get on this.

"You're talking about the length of the muffler. It depends on how you roll it, but if you're not tall, it should be shorter."

"In that sense, it's a good story for beginners in spring."

"Maybe. Haru, how do your mother and father wind up mufflers? You can use what you bring, and try to reproduce it."

"Oh, yes! I get it!

Haru stands up with the muffler in his hand.

Then Tsubaki-chan stood up and gave her a hand, and I stood to think of the length, and Uneu stood up with me somehow.

"Wow, that's a lot of pressure from down there."

"Love clothes are just fine without any signs of moving at all while you say that. Ai-chan, will you take the measure out of my bag? Because it contains a hand-wrapped one."

"Aisa"

That's how to determine the approximate length while taking notes and such.

It is up to Haru's guts to reach her goals.

Knitting requires guts for one or two.

Next, on the muffler design......

"Is it something you can put in a pattern for a beginner?

"Of course it's easier not to get in. But if it's about striped, you just have to change the yarn along the way."

"Heh."

"I think a simple one would be nice if we were to do it. After trying a strained and difficult pattern, the heart is a gizzard decouple - like. Huh?"

"It's... it's sad that it sounds like distorted love. You can't give it to people."

"Unblessed seniors, I'll tell you as I've seen it. Is it a hands-on experience or something? You know the seniors, too?

"Some girl from the same school..."

Even in his honor, I stopped talking that far.

I guess I didn't even say that I was going to disparage Haru because of her compassion.

She said it was difficult, but how could she not ask...

Eventually, he cried when he couldn't make it to his boyfriend's birthday, and it was hard to stay clear and solve it and fix it.

"As it is, well, Haru, let's choose something that matches your skill, shall we?

"Okay! Then tell me exactly what the pattern is -"

Shortly after Haru is about to say it, the door is knocked.

When we're stiff,

"Haru? I brought you some juice.

"Ah, uh..."

Let's panic... Feel like you want to keep it a secret until the day?

When I snort at each other, I quickly bag a knitting sample.

When you finish everything in an instant, I urge Haru to turn her gaze and respond to her mother.

"Oh, nice combination"

"Yes, I'll open it now, Mother!

"Yeah. I have a basin, so open it. Open it."

The calm voice that was creeping clears up.

Secondly, my mother, who placed orange juice and sweets on her study desk, closed her eyes around the safe deposit box.

"Oh...?

"Oh, Mother, that's enough!? Thanks for the treats and juice, bye!

"Oh? hey, guys, take your time."

And Haru pushes me back out of the room.

Haru held her closed door back and exhaled for a long time.

"Huh, it was dangerous..."

Mother, I guess you're guessing somehow...

Well, Haru doesn't seem to realize he's found out, and shall we keep quiet here?

If that's how your parents are, they'll absorb your feelings well, including that.