NOVEL NEXT chapter 234
234 – 235. Wotan’s Purpose.
When do you think stagnant water feels happy?
When to lift and pound a beginner?
When you beat the final boss into submission with just one fist?
When you succeed in an NTR game with a maiden play?
No.
No.
Stagnant water is the best, when you feel the joy in the game──
─Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
“WRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!”
“GRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!”
When competing with the same people.
I am truly feeling those words.
“Mr. Chrono…You’re a bit more skilled than I thought!”
“Do you think you will lose easily?”
Enter the key according to the note that comes down.
8 keyboards that move brilliantly.
A single error cannot be tolerated, and every key must be handled perfectly or better.
Extreme play where errors of even 1 second are not tolerated.
If you let your guard down even a little, it’s a hell of a miss.
Gradually, my eyelids start to tremble and close, but──
“Mudamudada!”
I’m not doing this for a day or two.
Habits, experiences, and careers that are already ingrained in your body naturally take notes in front of your eyes and transfer commands to your brain.
There are some disturbances, but mana. I look at the falling notes with even more concentration.
─Tudadadadadadadadak!
“”…!””
The climax slowly approaches.
They don’t exchange looks or anything.
Because there is no room to do something like that in the bombardment of notes in the first place.
But I know.
You can tell.
Intuition like instinct.
Synchronicity (synchronization) that can be known because they are stagnant water that rots and turns into oil
‘Here’
‘This place was the hardest!’
Concentrate.
To not spill even the last note.
Do not apply excessive force.
What is needed is the minimum amount of force required to press the keys.
The remaining strength is invested solely in keeping the fingers flexible.
See. Get the timing right. Press the key.
See. Press the keys at the right time.
As soon as you see it, press the keys at the right time.
Step 3 becomes step 2, step 2 becomes one action.
As if water flowing from above flows without any obstruction.
─Toadadadadak…Tatak, tak…
“”Sigh───!””
Now.
This moment.
“”Haa───!!”
Sweet ♬
Press the last key.
…
..
.
[SSS+]
[Achieving a new record]
“”Uaa…!””
The sound of a song that comes out naturally.
I sit down and take a sip of the drink in front of me.
“Ah…I’ll go after you.”
“It’s hard…”
We are both half exhausted.
Exhausted, I looked at the ceiling and exhaled heavily, and soon a response appeared from the outfield.
“…Today. Even if I die, I have no choice.”
Polar metal particles.
Minerva left a will.
“────”
The only normal person in our party.
Yuno closed her eyes blankly, as if the lingering pain had not yet subsided.
“Hmm. It was a song worth listening to.”
Leah made the same remarks as usual.
In fact, unlike him, her hair was blinking lightly in pink.
“Is this…The state of escape?”
“What are you talking about?”
“There is another sky above the sky. Mai, I learned another thing today.”
“Draw… “
Mai declared that she would escape from the stage of becoming a demon and move towards the stage of becoming a demon.
To be honest, I didn’t know what he was talking about, so I just nodded.
And…
“…”
“…What are you doing, sister?”
Our sister sheds a single tear while holding her hands together.
He then gave silent applause and said.
“Bravo.”
“…”
Ur sister?
“Botan-chan is not a dangerous child. I, Ur, will vouch for that.”
“Sister…”
It’s a performance that had some of the muses shedding tears and even buying it and vouching for it.
It certainly looked quite good to me.
‘Because I didn’t know I would succeed either.’
Lunatic, the highest difficulty level.
Night Mare.
All random.
All perfect.
There are many other restrictions.
To put it bluntly, it wouldn’t be strange if I died at any time.
“…Heehee♪”
“Hmm.”
Botan smiles brightly at me.
I quietly suppressed and hid the numbness of my fingertips.
‘I couldn’t do it because it didn’t support multiplayer.’
I tried it to see if it would work, and it was possible.
If Hagi Knight ensemble was not possible, there would be no way in which an orchestra performance would have been possible during the Athena Guild.
Thanks to this, I became a little more immersed, as if I was possessed by something.
“Mr. Chrono.”
“Huh?”
When I can catch my breath to some extent.
Wotan called my name and nodded her head.
“It was fun, right?”
“…”
Was it fun?
If I were to split the answer into two answers: Yes or No.
“Yes.”
“Hehe♪”
Smile brightly.
He jumps up from his seat and approaches.
A small remaining seat next to me. He forces himself to sit in a place where he can barely sit on his butt and presses his body towards me.
“Hey?”
“Mr. Chrono.”
From bottom to top.
Typical composition.
Wotan blinked and asked a question.
“Would you like to do something more fun with me?”
“…”
I didn’t answer.
Without answering. I just gestured towards her side.
“Yes?”
Look next to it.
Next.
Next to me, not me.
“””””…”””””
“Huhmm…”
Botan barely turns his eyes to my chin.
Immediately, the eyes of the women looking in this direction turned towards Wotan.
The appearance of a small drooling sound. Anyway, there’s no one who says something like that in front of everyone else…
“It will still taste the same as before, so what’s the point?”
“””””───!!!”””””
…When I thought about it, Wotan wasn’t a person.
The final boss of Ancient and Eastern Worlds was not a person. A b*tch who doesn’t understand the human heart!
“Unlocking new CGs is a gamer’s basic skill, right?”
Botan keeps coming towards me.
I put my hands up to prove my innocence.
Not me.
There is absolutely no will on my part.
The women just looked at me with suspicion at my innocent claim.
“I’ve known you since my days.”
“As expected of Chrono.”
“Do you like young women?”
“My. I’m curious.”
“…”
The last remaining conscience.
I turned my head towards Ur.
“It’s okay, Chrono.”
“Sister… “
As expected.
I am none other than my sister…
“It’s a man’s instinct to like young women.”
“Yes?”
Some strange twist.
However, if you think about it, it was natural.
“The younger you are, the better because you can enjoy various aspects as you grow up!”
“…”
Conscience is conscience, because it is a Greek conscience.
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The conclusion has been made.
“As it happens, it happens.”
The conclusion is that we can’t do anything right now.
In the end, the only advantage I had was knowing the original knowledge, but even that has lost its meaning now.
So, be cautious and be cautious to some extent.
This is probably all I can do.
The good news was that the final boss’s eyes were focused on me, not the other heroines.
I wondered if they were showing a twisted interest just like the original work, but since I said I wouldn’t do something like that as an NTR colleague.
‘Whether it is trustworthy or not is another question.’
Since you said so, what can you do?
I can’t help but feel half suspicious and half trusting.
Therefore, this moment was important.
“Are you here? I asked you to come forward, but I couldn’t see you… But you came out in time, right?”
“…Walfodr Wotan.”
After the date is over.
When everyone was sent to the academy, a separate message was left for Wotan.
I hope to see you again in 30 minutes in front of the school gate.
The reason I called you to meet again is simple.
“What do you want?”
“Is that what you want?”
“Don’t act like a fool.”
“…Hmm.”
The final boss narrows his eyes.
Still smiling, he comes towards me and asks.
“Usually. If you ask me something like that based on common sense, no matter how stupid I am, would I say anything?”
“That’s right. There’s no reason to say it unless you’re an asshole.”
But, it is.
“It’s better than continuing to be suspected like this, right?”
“Huh? Was I under suspicion?”
“…”
“…Well, I guess it doesn’t matter.”
Wotan speaks in a whisper.
“Why do you have a personal crush on Mr. Chrono?”
“I hate girls like you.”
“Then shall we grow it a little more?”
Should I just enlarge my breasts?
Or the kidneys or the body itself in general?
Or do you prefer a mature body?
“…That’s not what you meant.”
Several events came to mind in my head.
Something like Pung Yu-hwan. A broken clock or something. Like the Fairy Lake event that will be held in the second year.
It’s absurd that all of these things are possible, but that’s not what’s important right now.
“Why are you doing this to me and not Jupiter?”
“That’s because Mr. Chrono is more attractive than Jupiter!”
“Is that because I’m a ‘player’?”
“…”
Do not answer.
Implicit consent.
“Would it be too foolish to ask, ‘Why do you think that way?'”
“When I first saw it. If you called me by my account name instead of my name, it was just an advertisement for people to recognize me.”
“Could it really be pure kindness? Like love at first sight?”
“That makes absolutely no sense. If that were the case, it should have been called ‘Timeless’ or the Apostle of Kronos.”
You are the apostle of Kronos
I don’t want ‘me’, the person itself.
“Inside, they want ‘me’, the player.”
“…”
Still smiling.
But it was different than before.
A face that has lost its unique composition and has become stiff.
“…As expected. Mr. Chrono, you are fun.”
Such a mistake. I thought it wouldn’t happen to me.
It doesn’t mean anything, but I guess I was a little too excited.
Wotan slowly erased his smile.
A cold, stiff face. Something has lost focus.
“Only ‘Mr. Jupiter’ was ‘the only one.’ I thought it was ‘the only one.’ But it was the same. ‘Mr. Jupiter’ was also ‘Jupiter’ in the end.”
It didn’t seem like it, but
In the end, they were all ‘the same’.
“In the midst of all this, Mr. Chrono finally appeared.”
A unique opportunity.
A chance that will never happen again.
“You asked what my purpose was?”
Walfondre Wotan smiles.
Not just a bright smile, but a sad smile like a tearing moon.
“It’s freedom.”
Say.
“Killing the Lord with my own hands and gaining freedom.”
If it’s for that
I can accomplish anything.