Chapter 411 - 411: Aoi Aoi Is a Bullying Victim

For Ikumi-sensei.

None. Bishop seems to be a rare job.

Nothing for monsters, of course.

Nothing for Master either.

Too bad.

10000 G total, a clean cut buy.

Cheap, old man.

The old man's price, though. Do not say give it back or pay the difference later.

We had Jinny, who waited for shopping to end, take us next to a place selling clothes.

"Hey. Do things bought here become costume cards?"

"They do not. Clothes bought here are treated as items. So if you tear them, they do not regenerate."

Warned.

Even if they do not regenerate, I will tear them.

I was regretting coming to this shop a little.

Shopping would not end at all. Jinny picked the shop with the best selection, one young people come to buy at too. Because of that, the women were noisy and happy.

Me waiting, bored. I cannot fuck them here.

I almost thought of going back to the inn and fucking Lime.

"Hey, hey, Master. How is this?"

Jinny was held out in front of me.

From mannish clothes, a sudden transform into a woman.

"Fine. Buy it as thanks for the guide."

"Eh? Really? Nice."

Jinny looks happy. I am not fucking you.

Hm?

Wait.

In a town like this, if there is a prostitute, for example. Can I have sex? No. I can. I can with the women.

I ended up asking myself.

The women are here, so no need for a prostitute.

"Almost dinner time."

If I did not say it, it looked like it would continue.

I said buy anything, so the women bought a lot of clothes and accessories.

50000 G total. A decent amount, and the shop manager was humble. Pocket change to me.

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Back at the inn, dinner prep was almost done. I tipped and had them leave cleanup for tomorrow, and materialized the two monster girls.

"Good evening, Master."

"Yeah. Shopping turned into a hot spring."

"Hot spring?"

You do not know hot springs?

"Hot water bubbling out. You do not know?"

"Ah. A hot spring."

The women split between the indoor bath and the open-air bath and enjoyed the hot spring.

I went back and forth between both and enjoyed the hot spring and looking at the women's naked bodies.

I looked, and Gill seemed bad with the hot spring. She was not soaking much.

"Gill. You bad with hot springs?"

"N, ah. Yeah. Various things dissolved in a hot spring, and I am bad with it. Plain hot water would be fine."

Not long since I folded her into the party. Not settled in, and a little alone feel.

"Then lick my cock?"

"W-what are you saying. I am not saying it in that meaning."

"I put it in the used cunt?"

"D-do not joke. Do not insult me. I am getting out."

She left angry.

Well. She got energetic.

Food was good. Eating things in World is almost unnecessary, actually. Custom build, so back at base HP and MP recover, and fatigue recovers natural with my wide-area magic.

Still, I recognized again that the act of eating itself is fun. Eating noisy with this many people is rare for me.

Bullying started, and on field trips and school trips I ate my lunch alone.

The teacher did not notice that eating with the group members who reluctantly invited me because the teacher said so was torture. I want them dead.

So I only pretended to eat with the group, stepped a little out of the circle, and ate alone.

After that, at school it was a lunch box, and I always ate alone. Not sick enough to hole up in the bathroom and eat.

"Eating together is fun."

Akie smiled without reserve. I had ended up thinking so too, so I returned a vague smile.

"Master? Are you fine?"

Akie looked at me, worried.

"Nnah? Fine, fine."

"Your face is red."

"Eh?"

Why? Hot spring hit?

"That is alcohol."

"What?"

The drink I had been drinking in a good mood since a bit ago was not juice. Alcohol.

The moment I knew, I got dizzy.

Bad.

"Master? Master?"

Akie's voice sounded far, then vanished.

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I liked Akie. Houses close, and we played together in the park from long ago.

We were close at school too. At first we were in the same class.

In a child's heart, I want to marry this girl.

We went to different classes midway and grew distant. When we were in the same class again, childhood friend Akie was not there.

I slightly spoiled the mood of the central group in class, and got bullied little by little.

All the pencil leads in the pencil case were broken.

Indoor shoes were in the trash.

Die was written on the desk.

Walk between desks and a foot was stuck out and I was tripped.

Chalk was in my school lunch.

In dodgeball I was targeted concentrated.

I went to the outfield and got hit on purpose.

Akie's eyes looking at a me like that.

Staring, then the gesture of cutting the gaze away.

"You like Omoi?"

Teased like that, and I snapped.

I will kill them.

I thought that, went at them, and got hit back.

Still, the scissors I swung cut the other person's hand, so my parents bowed to the other parents.

I claimed I was being bullied. Because I swung scissors, they said maybe the problem was with me.

One counter worked in favor of the side that bullied.

My heart broke.

Entering the classroom was unthinkable.

The moment I opened the door, gazes aimed at me.

I could not even go to the nurse's office.

I did not know when a classmate would come in.

I could not go to school in the first place.

I might meet someone.

Try to leave the entrance at school time and I feel like throwing up.

Just putting the randoseru on and my stomach hurts.

Mother worried a lot. Father understood a me like that.

He said I did not have to go to school.

In return, do not spend it blank.

If you play games, make a game and show me, he said.

From there I got hooked on the net and programming world.

I had talent.

I think so now.

I got illegal software called warez, and got to the point of actually making games.

I learned how to make money, strengthened the machine, and pushed further down that path. I lied to my parents that I won a prize.

On the net, nobody knows my age.

Do a full job, and I was recognized as full.

Even if it was illegal.

I advanced, and never missed a day from the entrance ceremony.

No matter how alone, I was fine.

I ignored the various gazes aimed at me.

At first I got bullied again.

Pencils broken, indoor shoes gone somewhere, textbooks cut up.

I borrowed writing tools from the teacher.

I spent it barefoot.

Even if textbooks got cut up, I could hear class.

Study at a desk with die written on it, and I do not die.

In time the bullying settled.

Easy. Almost too abrupt.

I enjoyed a peaceful alone life.

Nobody talked to me, so I had time to think myself.

I could read the books I wanted to read.

My skills went up more.

Before I noticed, I had become a hacker called one of the Top Ten.

I had acquired the skill of ignoring gazes. There was a gaze I could not help caring about.

That was Akie Omoi's gaze, aimed at me sometimes.

A me who reacted only to her gaze.

Even if it was not a gaze of favor.