I Noticed That It Was an Academy After 10 Years

248.Status Window Ahhh! (Complete)

Now that we’ve somehow succeeded in resolving the sudden disaster, it’s time to solve the homework we’ve been putting off.

I carefully looked at the status window that appeared before my eyes.

[Johan Quartz]

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Occupation: Escort Knight

-Characteristics-

Insight:A

Shoveling: A+

Woodworking:A

Processing:A

Pharmacy:C+

Dexterity: A

Anatomy:B

Survival:S

Sewing:D+

Metallurgy:A

Tactics: B+

Performance: F

Architecture: A

-Skill-

Production: A+

Repair:B+

Dismantling: B+

Automatic translation: A

Attribute Points: 8

-Blessing-

!*(@&*(!#$!*(:?

Phoenix’s Protection: S

-Mission-

-There is no mission.

Did killing Bella leave the mission slot empty?

Other than that, nothing has changed… I took a moment to choose what to say, then decided to call the other person.

“If you are listening, answer.”

…No response.

Do you have no intention of answering, or is conversation only possible under certain circumstances? Since we’ve only had conversations a few times, there wasn’t enough information to make a judgment.

“Status window.”

… Am I doing something stupid?

[Gye, contractor? Why are you doing this all of a sudden?]

“It’s not a big deal, so don’t worry about it.”

“Hey. Can’t you hear me? Status window. Answer me. How long are you going to hide behind it like a coward?”

…Should we just stick to double lust?

It’s annoying because they tell me what to do only when I need it, and then they’re quiet only when it’s like this. I quietly glared at the status window. Is there any way to call it out?

“Hey. Are you sleeping?”

[You know I can’t sleep.]

“Not you.”

[Contractor…Is he sleepwalking?]

…Am I doing something stupid?

The status window showing no change makes me wonder if I’ve seen something in vain. However, if you look at the points coming in, the real identity of the guy talking to me through the mission window must exist.

As I was wondering what to say to respond, I decided to come out a little stronger.

“Hey. Stalker. I understand your castle walls, so please reveal yourself slowly. How long are you going to hide?”

[Contractor, why are you really like this…]

“Try to be quiet.”

[Contractor…]

Don’t sing in a serious voice.

…Maybe it’s my mood, but the status window seems a little shaken.

“…You coward, show yourself slowly. “Before they announce the foreign news to the entire continent.”

It was an unrealistic threat, but the status window shook violently to the point of absurdity.

[Mission has been created.]

-I am not a coward!

“Shouldn’t you have answered that earlier? Status window.”

-Bouncer…

[Contractor, I don’t know anymore…]

Shut up. Can’t you see I’m talking to the status window?

…Oh, he can’t see.

Having come to a new realization, I turned Lue over and glared at the status window. The status window was shaking with vibration similar to that of a cell phone, as if showing anger.

“Stop shaking and just talk.”

-…Now that it’s like this, I’ll hang out with you a little bit.

“Because there are so many things I want to ask. Who are you?”

-I can’t say. The moment you know me, those damn b*stards can interfere with you.

“Are you the guy who possessed me?”

-Half right, half wrong.

It seems like the amount of bullshit is increasing. I stared at the only window with the status window that appeared after 11 years.

“Explain in detail.”

-Possession was not our will.

“Then who possessed me?”

-Those guys you think of.

“…Huh.”

The guy who possessed him was from the foreign media?

-All we could do was decide on the body you would possess.

Why on earth are you doing this to me?

What kind of shit did those foreign media b*stards do to me? Now that I hear it, is censorship also their work?

“Do you know why you possessed me?”

-It must be ‘play’. Because they are thirsty for entertainment.

“Huh.”

-We are also victims in the first place. Because they suddenly used our world as a game board. You damn b*stards…You should be playing with yourselves, why are you messing around in our world?

You got cosmic horror.

Fuck.

“There is no answer.”

-I understand how you feel, but I hope you keep trying…

What?

What kind of bullshit is this? Is this b*stard making fun of me? I glared at the status window with a frown. The status window wrote new text in the mission window whether I was looking at it or not.

-We have no other way than to secretly intervene like this…

You’ve somehow managed to preserve your knowledge of the original work, but if those damned entertainment bugs know that we’re interfering, they can directly interfere with you.

Then it’s all over.

“…That’s really shitty news.”

You could interfere with me directly?

This was made so you can see the true ending, right? If that’s true, they can destroy everything the moment they don’t like it. Then the game wouldn’t be established in the first place.

You play games like shit, you brats…

-We can prevent their interference, but there is a limit to what we can do. In a fight between a spear and a shield, the spear has no choice but to win.

“…I know roughly what it means. Then let me ask you one thing. What is the true ending?”

-We don’t know either.

“What?”

-Because no one has ever seen it. The ending you get will be the ‘true ending’ of this world.

“What is that…”

-Damn, I think this is all we can talk about. Cheer up. Everyone failed but you. If you are, or rather, ‘Quartz’, you will be able to overcome the crisis.

Quartz Street must have also noticed your presence… Damn it. I don’t know if we’ll have another chance to talk next time, but take care.

“Hey!”

I called several times, but there was only one stick in the mission field. I stared at the status window for a while and closed it. If that guy couldn’t talk, there was no point anymore.

“It seems like the questions have increased.”

Everyone failed except me.

Does that mean…All the possessed people are dead but me?

—————–

“Umm…John…It tickles…”

…What is this?

I glanced at Milia, who was sleeping on my arm

Why is he in my room? I carefully removed my arm and inserted a pillow, and observed Milia sleeping without a care in the world, talking in her sleep.

Milia, who was wearing a negligee that I had seen several times before, was stroking her arm as if she had noticed that my arm was missing.

Really, why are you here? I was definitely alone until I went to sleep.

[Gye, contractor! You’re awake!]

“…Rye, can you explain what this is?”

[I called you!]

Huh?

Lu called you? I thought Millia had sneaked in during the night. In response to the unexpected response, I looked at Lue, who was waving her tentacles around her and making excuses.

[No, I was worried because you were making strange noises yesterday, so I called Milia, who was passing by, and brought her to you!]

“I don’t know what that has to do with sleeping next to you.”

[Milia saw you sleeping and said she had to watch you, and she snuggled next to you as you slept? I guess the contractor was really worried!]

…No matter how you look at it, I think I stuck around because I thought it was an opportunity.

I looked down at Milia, who was hugging her blanket and talking in her sleep. Although she accepted it yesterday, no matter how you look at her, she is like her younger sister, and she is anyone who cannot be seen as the opposite sex.

Thinking about what happened yesterday, it seems like my declaration was subtly nitpicking… Maybe Millia’s feelings for me are different from Karina or Elisa.

Does it feel closer to sibling love rather than romantic feelings? At least that’s how I saw it. The reason he clings to me is because it almost feels like he’s being spoiled.

I sat down on the bed and played with Milia’s hair. Her hair, which had become even silkier under the care of the maid, was a pleasure to touch.

“Hehe…Joa…”

While playing with Millia’s hair, I briefly recall the conversation I had with her last night. It’s hard to say that it has nutritional value, but it doesn’t mean it’s not there at all.

Anyway, that entertainment, no, foreign media is the root of all evil. The true ending is just a show, and you have to reach the ending on your own.

In conclusion, it means that I can live the rest of my life comfortably only if I destroy the foreign media, so I need to do better than I am now.

“…It will work out somehow.”

Cosmic horror, foreign media, whatever. I just have to do what I have to do.

There is no need to think about it this hard.

Knock knock.

“Yo, I’m Johanni… “

“…Elisa? Joe, good morning.”

“Ha, there’s something I want to talk about…” ” “Can I come in?”

My head immediately turned towards Millia.

…This is a crisis situation, right?

Is not it? Since I said it yesterday, I don’t think anything special will happen…

“Elisa. “I’m sorry, but it seems… Difficult right now.”

“Yes?”

“Well…It’s a bit of a difficult situation.”

I intentionally blurted out the ending. If I showed this situation to Elisa, it would naturally be conveyed to Karina, and it was obvious that she would start sweating from the second day.

“S-sorry. Well, I came here without any special circumstances…”

“It’s not like that. Just a little difficult…”

“John…It’s so intense…”

“…Is it Johanni?”

Elisa’s cold voice, which I had never heard before, made me shiver.

Harem day two.

It’s a status window and foreign media, and I think we need to resolve this situation first.