Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer?

Episode 450 We Will Be Blessed (7)

“Then we should definitely enjoy it even more at this party.”

“okay.”

“good. Look forward to it. Good drink… Oh, I said I wouldn’t drink. shit.”

“It makes me happy just to come, so there’s no need to take care of anything special.”

In the first place, Wind Hand needs my help to get to the second expansion district, so what do you think I’ll make you do? Just come here, you bastard.

“Ha, you think I won’t take care of it? Just wait 30 minutes. “I’ll get something good for you.”

However, despite my words, Baramson got up and tried to leave the inn.

“Wind-”

“You’re holding on to the adventurer! Understand? “I’ll be back in 30 minutes!”

Naturally, I tried to catch him like that. However, when the Wind Hand pointed his finger at the Deathbringer while keeping his gaze fixed on me and squinting one of his eyes, I realized his true intention.

This was his consideration to allow me and the Deathbringer to be alone.

“It really disappears like its name.”

In the end, I let go of the wind hand, which ran away like the wind. Now the only people left in the bar are the two of us and the customers around us.

“…Would it be better to order another glass of Vin Chau?”

I glanced at the Deathbringer’s cup, which was already empty. I don’t think I saw him eating it, but he said he ate it when.

“No, it’s okay.”

However, the best offer I made to ease the awkwardness was immediately rejected. The atmosphere became awkward again.

“Then…”

“Nari.”

Did he just fiddle with the innocent teacup to hide his embarrassment? Deathbringer finally opened his mouth. Coincidentally, it was the same moment I stopped speaking.

“Speak first—”

“Say first.”

“No, I was just suggesting that we should order something else, so it’s okay. “Say it.”

I should have waited a little longer and opened my mouth. I swallowed my regret and waited for what Deathbringer would say.

Perhaps because the words overlapped, he seemed to hesitate for a moment.

“Nari’s hometown… So is there something like this in Nari’s hometown?”

Still, the conversation continued. Deathbringer’s hand held the glass that Vinchot was holding and shook it slightly.

“If you’re talking about a bang show, there is one.”

It’s a dish that can be made simply by adding fruit to wine and boiling it. The making process may not be completely the same, but wouldn’t it be okay to say it’s the same?

“Does it taste similar?”

“I’m not sure about that. There’s no reason to eat vincho there… Oh, they say there’s no reason to eat it because it’s a drink they don’t drink in my country. “I heard that it is often eaten in other countries.”

“country.”

“It’s a similar concept to the city here. However, the difference is that the boundaries are a little more clear. “If the language in most countries is different, would you be able to roughly understand it?”

“No… I guess the world is really big.”

“It’s not wide.”

It still takes half a year to a year to cross the continent here, but there… there are almost two such land masses.

“Anyway, the taste won’t be much different. “As far as I know, the production method is similar.”

As for the qualitative and aesthetic differences due to differences in technology and fruit varieties… let’s move on to cuteness. That’s not something that can be done.

“How do you know that?”

“That’s because I’m a cartoonist.”

“cartoonist?”

“To put it simply, it is a job that depicts stories and sells them. As a result, a lot of miscellaneous knowledge is needed. “I guess you have to be knowledgeable to make up a realistic story.”

“Well, I understand the general idea. But Panda draws the story with pictures….”

“There are novels here too, but you can think of it as similar to writing them. “It’s just in picture form, not text.”

If you say that on Earth, both sides might get angry, but here, there is no such thing as a cartoonist, so this can only be compared. In the first place, the profession of novelist must be extremely rare here, right? Because there are only a few people who can read.

“It seems like the people there are wealthy enough to buy and sell paintings.”

“…In some ways, that might be the case.”

Compared to this place, it is definitely richer. But I see it as a difference in era rather than a difference in wealth. As technology has developed, everyone can enjoy various things, but the rich and the poor should be viewed separately.

“Then is there no one sleeping there?”

“no. “It still is.”

“Are there many?”

“many.”

“More than here?”

“Well… maybe there are more of us. “We have a large population.”

In terms of ratios, I don’t know the ratio of rich and poor on Earth properly, and I don’t even know this ratio. I avoided that answer.

“How many?”

“Hmm… I think the most recent article I saw included a story about the number exceeding 9 billion.”

“…9 billion? 100 million? After that 10 million unit?”

“okay. That’s right. Oh, and the actual number may exceed 10 billion. “There must be people whose births haven’t even been registered.”

“No, you’re crazy, no, why are there so many people in this world!?”

“…That’s right.”

Even though the Earth created crazy weather of 45 degrees in the summer and -40 degrees in the winter to make humans die, the number of deaths continued to increase. That’s not what I, who was born in that process, would say.

“Aren’t you short on food?”

“Some countries have a shortage and some don’t.”

I tried to tell the history of how scientists developed fertilizers, which improved the efficiency of agriculture and allowed the population to increase… but I swallowed it.

Anyway, if I were to say this in detail, it would be too long, but crucially, I also had too many things to say, ‘What was that?’

It was the end of someone who dozed off while studying history.

“Then… which country do you live in?”

“…probably the latter.”

Due to dependence on imports, when the importing country stumbles, our country also becomes a mess, but it is rare for people to die from starvation… Of course, it is not that there are no people in our country who die due to livelihood problems. If you look closely at the welfare blind spots right now, there are countless such cases…

This is difficult to answer. My face was deeply troubled.

“What about Nari?”

“You mean me?”

“yes.”

“I’m never hungry.”

As luck would have it, the second work I published after finishing the short story was a huge hit, so I didn’t have to worry about money for the most part. From the beginning, the people who would put food in my mouth regardless of my professional success were my mother and father.

“That’s… fortunate.”

“Why did you think I wouldn’t be able to afford to live in my hometown?”

“Is that possible? Nari is a person who will succeed wherever she goes. What I was worried about was just…”

“Just?”

“…I’m afraid you’ll waste your money helping others.”

This bastard?

“…I’m taking care of my share, so don’t worry. “In the first place, I don’t even have the absurd idea that I can save everyone, so why does everyone have that misunderstanding?”

Instead of answering my question, Deathbringer just stared at me. There was so much in that gaze that for some reason sweat started to seep out of my back.

“So… you don’t spend money on other people?”

“…I write to my family and friends.”

“Other than that, it’s completely for someone else. Are you really not using it?”

“…I am sponsoring that alliance.”

“What is sponsorship sponsorship?”

“We donate a certain amount of money every month to children in need until they grow up… something like that. But really, there is no problem with my livelihood. “I’m doing it with the money I have left over.”

“Yes yes. So, is that all you do?”

“… make occasional material donations and life donations.”

“What is the difference between material donation and life donation?”

“After subtracting living expenses, insurance expenses, savings and pocket money, donating the remaining money to a donation organization is a physical donation, and life donation refers to blood donation and bone marrow donation.”

“Blood donation? marrow?”

I definitely did something good, but why do I feel like I’m getting scolded?

I answered hesitantly, feeling somewhat shriveled.

“Blood donation… means drawing just enough blood to prevent any problems from occurring in my body. “I usually donate 400ml every two or three months.”

“Why are you doing that?! When blood is drawn, what is it used for? “There’s no devil there!”

Of course, the Deathbringer jumped up with a very puzzled expression. Since there is no concept of blood transfusion yet here, the reaction was even stronger.

“There are no devils, but there are people who need blood.”

“People who need blood?”

“Why do people bleed a lot when they get hurt and die? Even if I have to have surgery.”

“Well… there are cases like that.”

“If blood of the right nature is given to such people, they can survive during and after the surgery. “It’s not 100%, but at least he doesn’t die from lack of blood.”

Still, this is proud! I explained the importance of blood transfusions and the story of blood donation, which became even more important due to the lack of blood, and how good it is to donate one’s life.

“And if you donate blood, you get a free movie ticket or cake.”

“…Isn’t that ultimately selling blood for money?”

“It’s not exactly selling. “There are very few people who donate blood, so this is just an attempt to attract more people.”

“Hmm.”

However, even though I said this, Deathbringer did not look completely convinced. This seemed to be because the perception that blood was both a part of a person and a medium for human sacrifice was so strong here.

“What should I say? “I understand, but I still have a hard time imagining it.”

“It’s worth it. “But don’t worry, you’re not going to the devil.”

“I’m not worried about that. “Because that’s what I do.”

Deathbringer scratched the back of his head.

“I thought it was really similar, but it turned out to be completely different.”

“I see… I thought they were very similar.”

There was a bit of a generation gap, but there was nothing particularly different about food, clothing, and shelter. Even if it includes magic… the other science in the drama is magic, but the results are all similar. It could be because the meister heard my story and made it.

“Where are you looking?”

“…Of course, if you compare the present of my world with the present of this world, it is very different. The difference in technological advancement is so extreme. However, if you compare the past of my world and the present of this world, there is not much difference except for the presence or absence of demons.”

“Past…”

“So this world might also… If time passes after the devil disappears, then it might end up looking a lot like my world.”

No, maybe it’s better. There is magic here, and there is also a magic generator developed by a meister.

“…Is that really true?”

“okay.”

Since we have horsepower power generation, we will not use coal or oil to generate power, and since we do not use coal or oil, there will be less destruction of nature. If so, unlike us now who are suffering from environmental destruction, wouldn’t this kind of hardship be less severe?

There is a possibility that humans will fight among themselves and destroy themselves just because the devil is gone, but whatever.

“If the devil disappears, the major threat to survival will also be eliminated, so everyone will turn to convenience. If we turn our attention to convenience, new things will appear one by one and change the world. So… there’s no need to think that my hometown is too special. “We just faced that future a little sooner.”

I smiled, erasing World War I and World War II from my mind. Deathbringer’s eyes trembled.

“Still… there are nobles who are like pigs, right?”

“I want to deny it, but yes. there is.”

“Are they going to continue to evade punishment?”

“In reality, many people are using power and wealth to evade the law. But…”

I touched the spot where the syringe was inserted when donating blood.

“As long as there are people like you who want to judge them, the world will continue to improve.”

“…My lord says it’s not okay to kill even noblemen like that.”

“Because that’s against the law. And it’s sad to get your hands dirty for those filthy people.”

Wouldn’t it be better to just catch the criminal rather than kill him and send him to prison to punish him?

Also, if you kill just one guy, you go to jail, and once you go to jail, you can’t catch another guy. That’s not very reasonable.

“Saying it like this… Kam, if you lived in my hometown, I think you would have become a police officer or a detective.”

“What is that again?”

“A job that legally catches criminals. “It’s similar to the security guard, but more professional.”

“…Even so, it’s hard for me to do soldier work.”

“I said it was similar to being a soldier, but I didn’t say it was the same.”

I chuckled as I explained the job differences between police officers and detectives.

Now that I say it, Kam is not even a police superintendent. This guy is definitely a detective. How could a special job like a spy be possible?

“Hearing this… it sounds similar to what I do.”

“yes?”

“Detectives… I think they might be swayed by their superiors, but I don’t think it’s a very bad job.”

“Well, there are people who wield the law at any moment.”

That really can’t be helped. I acknowledged it and brushed the rim of the teacup with my thumb as I drank it all down. Somehow… I felt very peaceful.

“…It’s pretty good.”

“…What?”

“This moment.”

It’s so peaceful and cozy that I wonder why I only had this time now. I felt that way even more because the conversation was about such trivial, everyday topics.

This is truly a sad Anon.

“…lily.”

“okay.”

“Can I remain as a memory rather than a nightmare for you?”

However, the sadness of this moment will eventually wear off and only peaceful memories will remain.

“You are already my memory.”

So it’s okay.

Our breakup won’t be so bad.

“So don’t cry.”

For a moment that will forever be engraved in my heart, I turned over the finished teacup. Then, the air of this place was trapped in the teacup and stuffed like that.

It was a very mild day.