Chapter4，Part2
The reason why this VRMMORPG has more female players than any other is because it has a natural feel to it. This is because of the realistic feel of the ga. I was attracted by the fact that I could create a character that looked really realistic, rather than just a super-beautiful woman with big breasts or an erotic beauty with broad shoulders, like in so MMOs that charge a fee.
So, using my own face as a base, I spent two whole days creating the ideal character for my hobby, and this is my player character.
I’ve spoken so passionately, but what was I talking about? Oh yes, I was talking about the fact that if this body doesn’t grow, the character’s abilities might not be usable.
Luckily, the character’s age is set as “teen”, mid to late teens. If I had chosen an “adult” character who looked to be in their thirties, I would have been in trouble.
My character was about 15 years old in appearance. As a half-elf, even if I grew slowly, I should be able to use all my abilities and equipnt by my late teenage years later.
“…Hmm?”
Was the final condemnation event of the academy when the heroine was at her graduation ceremony? Carol was around 15 years old at that ti, I believe, so…
“…”
I climbed up on the huge canopy bed, crawled under the soft futon, and decided to sleep until dinner.
I’m not going to make it to the condemnation event, you know.
Good night…kuh.
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Good morning. It’s evening now.
“Now, Carol-sama, your supper is ready.”
“…”
It wasn’t Maia or Maia who woke up from my futon, but the an maid, Ilaria.
What’s wrong with her? In the dayti, she didn’t even seem to want to be within my sight, but now she’s in a very good mood.
As I rubbed my eyes and looked around, I saw that the faces of Maia and the others waiting by the wagon had turned blue. Maia looked like she was about to cry.
“I’ve prepared the sa al for you today, Mistress. It is very good, and Mistress would like you to have it as well. Get it ready, ladies.”
At Ilaria’s instruction, they began to prepare the al in a sluggish manner.
“Hurry up, the food is going to get cold! That’s enough. I’ll do it, you two take the young lady to her seat.”
“…Yes.”
Ilaria started to prepare the al quickly, and Maia, who picked up, muttered a small [I’m sorry…] in my ear.
What’s this all about?
“Co on, young lady. Please eat a lot of it.”
With a good-humored an smile, Ilaria opened the lid of the tray and there was a beautifully grilled steak that you could tell was superb just by looking at it.
“…”
Yup. Looks good, right?
The at was small but thick and plump, with juices spilling out from the surface of the grilled at, and although the only garnish was watercress, the rich red wine sauce was sparkling.
But just at? There’s no salad or bread, but I’m a toddler, so do they think the at alone is enough to fill up?
“Co on, I’ll carve it for you.”
I nod my head as I hold the cutlery, and Ilaria cuts it into small pieces for .
The at is cooked to a dium rare, slightly red. The juices flowed from the cross-section, and the aroma of spices and sauce tickled my nostrils.
I put a piece of at in my mouth, wondering what was wrong with it, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw ria and Maia turn away, looking pained.
I slowly chewed it. It’s good beefy at, and it doesn’t seem to be poisonous. I continue chewing the at normally, and–
“Kefu!”
I couldn’t take it and spit out a piece of at.
What is this? It slls so foul. It was delicious at first, but every ti I chewed it, it slled more and more foul, and the inside of my stomach started to churn.
“Young Lady!”
As iya and her daughter were about to run up to , Ilaria interrupted them.
“Oh my goodness, young lady. You can’t be selfish just because you’re a half-elf. The Mistress has instructed . You mustn’t leave any behind.”
“…”
…Oh, right, the VRMMORPG. In the setting, the forest elves do not eat the flesh and blood of beasts, even if they hunt them. To be precise, it was a setting where they were constitutionally unable to eat at.
Half-elves are still good and can eat bacon, but I can’t accept at that slls like blood. …It was the sa in this Oto Ga…
Is this just a form of harassnt? I don’t want to kill her for sothing like this, but I do want to punish her just because I don’t like her.
I’m sure Ilaria won’t allow to throw up until I’ve eaten everything.
Can I use VRMMORPG magic? I wondered. But with my young body, I might be in danger of going berserk.
Can I use any of my items? The size of my armor is too different to be of any use at the mont.
I’m sure there were so items of interest, but I feel like I’m about to throw up, and I’m too sick to rember anything.
Sothing–sothing that I normally used and that–
“Set [Break Revolver].”
I whispered the command, and a black lump of tal appeared in my hand.
But it was too big and too heavy for , and as it fell under the table, it bounced on the floor–and fired.
*Dooon!!!
The bullet from the gun that was fired drilled a bullet hole in the ceiling, blowing a tuft of hair off the side of Illaria’s face, who had still sported a nasty smile on her face.
Oh, by the way, I don’t have the safety chanism on with the gun loaded so that I can pull it out at any ti to shoot. That’s dangerous.
Ilaria’s red hair was blown off and scattered all over the place, and the fragnts of debris fell from the ceiling. Ilaria looked up awkwardly with a frozen, nasty smile still plastered on her face, and then she looked at again and–
“Kiiiiiyyyaaaaaaaa!? It’s the curse of the “Abomination”…!”
She scread and ran away, leaving with my cutlery and iya and Maia with their mouths open.
By the way, what happened to my food?
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