Otherworld TRPG Game Master Chapter 12

EP.12

Warmth.

The place where the girl’s hand led was full of warmth. For you, who spent the night wandering the streets and sleeping on the street, this is the first warmth you’ve felt in a long time.

Crack. widely. Firewood burning quietly in the fireplace and three slices of bacon sizzling in a frying pan hanging above it. Your mouth watered at the scent and stimulating sound.

While you were preoccupied with the bacon, the female mercenary who was cooking in front of the fireplace clanged the frying pan with her spoon.

Fluttering flame-red hair and a large scar across his face. Eyes fiercely raised. Light yet sturdy leather armor.

You remember how to measure combat power that you learned from the boy knight. Is the dagger armed? If so, how worn is the handle?

The female mercenary was wearing a dagger at her waist, and the handle had quite a bit of dirt on it. According to the boy knight’s estimate, he has the skills of a ‘middle-ranking member of a flying mercenary group’.

When he was the second prince, he was a manpower that would not have been looked at lightly, but in his current state without power or money, it was a very serious threat. Especially if the other person has a harsh attitude.

When you were nervous and trying to raise your magic power, the girl who led you took the lead.

“Ronya I’m here!”

“Who is that guy next to Sentra again? Did he pick up an abandoned dog again?”

“It’s an abandoned dog! It’s rude to people!”

“If it wears a bedding and starves, it is a stray dog. Tell me your name.”

You hesitated for a moment.

A name that should have been proudly revealed originally. Because I know what that name means in this world.

As you bit your lip and remained silent, the female mercenary called Ronya began to look murderous in her eyes. If you can’t even reveal your name properly, you’re obviously a suspicious person.

Then someone gently touched the back of your hand.

Contrary to your inner surprise, pretend to be calm and roll your eyes. Sentra The hand of the girl who was doing you a favor – and who was doing it in an ongoing manner – was touching lightly.

It was a light touch, but somehow you felt encouraged.

She said, ‘It’s okay.’ I think it says that.

“…I am Irid.”

“Irid? Emperor Yongle (零落帝) Irid?”

“…….”

“It was worth hesitating. Anyone who hears that name won’t look at it kindly. You’re unlucky to be given that name, huh?”

Ronya giggled, then lowered her voice and issued a warning.

“Don’t cause an accident, just stay calm and go. Sentra wants to help the poor beggar, but not me. I would rather kill him.”

“…I was never taught to return favors with vengeance.”

“I was never taught not to kill beetles either.”

“stop!”

Sentra jumped in and blocked the space between you and Ronya.

“Thank you for your concern, Ronya. This person, Irid, seems like a good person. It’s okay not to be too cautious!”

“On what basis?”

“When I jumped from the third floor… he turned his head like a gentleman. Come on, Irid! Oh, it’s okay if I call you comfortably, right? Come this way. I got some really delicious stew today!”

You are drawn once again.

Her soft touch, her smile that shines like the sun, and the faint scent of rosemary that passes through my nose.

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The position of prince of the empire is a position where you meet many people and let many people go.

Of course, women are included among them. This is especially true given the nature of the imperial family, which actively uses arranged marriages.

2nd Prince Irid has met many noble women and knows their physiology thoroughly. The smell of strong perfume, the mask of pretense, and even the trick of showing off skinship by pretending that it was an inner mistake of greed for power.

Irid swears that he has never once felt excited.

This is because the intention in his eyes was so blatant. Those eyes that look at Irid himself like a treasure chest.

One day, Irid would definitely have an arranged marriage. I didn’t think the funny feeling called love would ever bloom between them.

…So the slight palpitations I feel now must also be an illusion.

“How about stew?”

Sentra was holding the calyx with both hands and watching Irid eat. There was not a single trace of pretense in the round, clear eyes.

“It’s delicious. It’s a great… dish.”

Irid somehow could not meet that gaze, which was neither intimidating nor sharp. I felt my heart beat faster and my emotions bounce in strange directions.

I was so shaken by three days of being homeless for the first time in my life that I overreacted to such a simple favor. The 2nd prince again composed himself.

“I’m glad. I was wondering what if it didn’t fit my mouth!”

“I’m not in a position to choose what to give. And I don’t want to be so shameless as to demand more from the person helping me.”

“As expected, I have a good eye for people…! Ronya keeps nagging me, saying, ‘You’re too careless-’, but I also have my own thoughts. See, Irid was a good person!”

Sentra seemed to be satisfied with Irid’s answer and was delighted, praising himself for his insight.

It was a strange feeling for Irid to hear that he was a good person just because he knew shame. Was it this embarrassing to receive a public death for granted?

Irid took a spoonful of stew while listening to Sentra’s chatter. Compared to the delicacies I’ve tasted so far, it was of course not as tasty, but it was nice because it had a hearty flavor that warmed my stomach.

It looks like there was quite a bit of meat inside. It has a greasy aftertaste. And it looks like it contains grass that removes odors, white vinegar? Or…

“But you really didn’t look inside my skirt, right?”

“──Kuhkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk…!”

Irid, who was savoring the stew, was struck by an unexpected blow.

“Mom, I’m sorry! I just asked… Here’s the water!”

“Cough, call, call… Those words are meant to criticize the other person!”

“Drink the water first. I’ll pat you on the back. Oh, did you need to pat your stomach?”

Sentra patted Irid on the back. It was a blow that made my entire body vibrate. I was afraid that if I drank water in this state, I would feel sick, so I waved my hand and said that was enough.

Irid calmed Sare down by drinking water.

“Huuu…”

“So you didn’t see it, right?”

“…Didn’t you speak directly in front of a mercenary named Ronya?”

“I wasn’t sure, but I tried. I thought Ronya would kick me out again. So what’s your answer?”

“I didn’t see it. I swear.”

“Hugh, I wish I hadn’t seen you. I thought I caught you not wearing it.”

“No, it’s definitely black…”

“I saw it as expected!”

Irid, who had fallen for the persistent interrogation, quietly lowered his head.

Black color. Frill. A small and precious red ribbon in the middle. Slightly translucent.

It was an unforgettable composition.

Sentra said hesitantly with a slightly red face.

“I didn’t ask for nothing, but… you could be mistaken, right? A person wearing underwear like this would do something like that, and… something like that! I just wanted to tell you that it was a misunderstanding.”

“I never thought about such a misunderstanding.”

In that situation, not even a unicorn would be able to draw the conclusion, ‘She must be a slut because she’s wearing sexy underwear.’

It was not something Irid was unfamiliar with. Because hand-to-hand attacks by noble ladies were always accompanied by bold underwear. But I have never been this embarrassed.

“I didn’t have money, but I wanted to wear pretty clothes. Dresses, jewelry… things like that! So underwear has the smallest area, so it doesn’t cost much…?”

“Stop, stop!”

Irid blocked the TMI release with a pained expression. Because I was afraid of how much this kind-hearted girl was planning to reveal.

He came to understand why a mercenary named Ronya was running around Sentra.

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“Azuaaaaaa-!!”

“Why would the prince be so happy to see your panties…?!”

It doesn’t matter whether the magic tower lord looks at me like I’m crazy or not.

I maintained my pride in my directing!

The magician said as he patted the top of my head as I struck a victory pose.

“Uhm, so… Are you going to seduce the prince like this and get the Dragon Heart…?”

‘Are you really gay?’ Eyes Season 2. It was an unacceptable slander.

I shook my head firmly.

“No.”

“So what do you plan to do next?”

When I asked about the next development, it seemed that Mabju had finally started to take interest in TRPG.

I obediently told him about my plan.

“First of all, I’m already tired of the first development I thought of.”

“You’re bored.”

I was bored.

I raised the flag to avoid an event that was so shocking that even the academy extras would cry.

The timing is also not good. Even if I try to do the estate now, I don’t have enough time.

Wasn’t it three hours just for tasting in the first place? The plan was to demonstrate the effectiveness of the cutting technique to its extreme by ending the session after completing the foundation work and scattering the rice cakes.

The second prince’s method of walking was so mysterious and mysterious that time was running out.

However, there was no hope in putting an end to the ignorant nadenade.

There was no real benefit. ‘Nadenade was fun, but I’m singling out the early part of the session. die.’ Isn’t this possible? I needed a hostage.

It builds up quickly in a short period of time / moves events forward / and makes the session feel fun and meaningful. It makes me want to do it again next time. From the beginning, that was all I thought.

Fortunately, amidst the misfortune, I now have reins. The prince is secretly weak to skinship.

Even though it wasn’t a hypnotic brainwashing beam, it was clearly visible that if Sentra held his hand, his brain would be bleached.

If you feel like you’re going astray or making a mistake, you can just grab my hand right away!

“He still doesn’t have enough likability. We need to further explain the character of Sentra and then make an incident happen when the bond with the player becomes stronger. Probably in the future… after 2 sessions.”

“Even if you say that, I don’t know…? Well, you know.”

“Say yes.”

“Sentra’s modeling. Was it okay to use hearts?”

“…Is there any problem?”

After thinking about it for a moment, I ignored it.

Is there really any problem? The 2nd prince has never seen a heart.

A word from the author (author review)

One more guy is coming

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