No Game No Life Vol.7

by Unknown

  “Aah, what a tragedy! All people commit mistakes——My heart that accidentally turned into that of a minor due to the erroneous judgment! It has completely distanced itself from all erotic things, and is now within the Hell of despair, aah God! Once again you would steal from me the opportunity of bathing together with a girl——Is my sin that heavy of a thing!?”

  Acting like an actor of a Shakespeare play, Sora, provisionally 3.6 years old, trembled in delight.

  ——I’m saved.

  From what exactly, I don’t really know.

  Anyway, I survived from something, Sora turned to the heavens and showed his gratitude——but.

  ——*whoosh*…… A wind filled with killing intent brushed him, giving him goosebumps.

  “……Jibril…… you really, don’t…… read the mood…… I definitely……!”

  The small Imanity girl Shiro spoke with a voice that echoed from the depths of Hell——and behindher.

  Now, which could be visualized clearly even by Sora and Jibril——that.

  “Ah, this, I’ll die, won’t I…… Master, what would be the great sin I’ve committed?”

  “……My bad, I don’t really know, either. But, seems like it was a really heavy sin……”

  It even made the FlügelJibril count her own sins with a trembling voice.

  ——Nothing was saved at all, that was enough for Sora’s eyes go blank.

  The Death God holding a great scythe with an evil smile.

  Now its face was distorted with killing intent, and was about to throw the scythe with an overthrow.

  ——-——……

  Sora didn’t know. Let alone Jibril, who didn’t have any way of knowing.

  For Shiro, this was truly a golden opportunity, a once-in-a-lifetime match.

  Making her brother——become conscious of her.

  In the span of eight years since she met him, not even once was a better situation, condition, and suitable time arranged.

  And with Jibril’s arrival, it was ruined.

  Even though she could have completed the formulagotten Nii if she just had a few more hours, no, a few more minutes——!

  Yes, Shiro’s view burned with rage——but.

  More importantly……

  ——A red cloth swayed with the wind……

  “……Hmm. When you’re being this carefree, it even makes my rage and resentment disappear……”

  A red cloth——a young macho stood erect in the bathtub, and his loincloth swam in the wind……!

  Aah, no matter how you distort the logic, Shiro is a child——Shiro thought.

  Muscles pulsing like an independent organism——this indescribable shocking footage.

  If one says watching R18G[34] that violates her mind——is a right, a duty of those with 18 year olds, then,

  “……Shiro, is fine with, remaining…… an 11-year-oldchild soul……”

  Leaving behind that murmur, Shiro fainted on the spot.

  ■　■　■　■　■

  “Fainting at the physical beauty of my body from my glory days…… Geez, falling in love once again?”

  The lump of meatIno soaked on the bathtub with the worries of his younger days——thinking of the “time when he was too popular”, which was wholeheartedly irritating.

  “……Hey, Geezer. Could you answer my question that suddenly sprouted just now?”

  Making an effort to not look at him directly, Sora asked in a low, yet, shrunken voice of a 3.6-year-old.

  “Would appearing in front of the masses fully naked be a rights infringement——a violation of the [Ten Oaths]?”

  ——Hmm? he lowered his gaze.

  Ino then answered with a good smile.

  “There’s no one who would be afraid of such a small thing. How about you live true to your desires?”

  “What I’m asking is if it isn’t a violence to show around the grotesque footage of the ‘muscle doing fetal movements’! Like always, you don’t even get sarcasm, do you——also, don’t say small thing, it’s the circumstances of age, you know!?”

  It’s just that a lot of things shrank because the dice decreased, Sora raised an assertion.

  And as he strolled through the bathtub——he simply made a screen.

  Shiro’s hand, which he was holding under it, trembled slightly.

  His little sister who suffered a deep trauma from that very violence was——

  “……Machos are scary…… uuuhhh, the meat, is…… attacking……”

  She kept repeating delirious words due to the punishment that was far too heavy for a rating scam.

  Likewise, from the other side of the screen——one more voice said.

  “……Being hit awake and getting told [go wash Shiro’s hair] isn’t violence?”

  “It can’t be helped right…… since Shiro completely snapped at Jibril……”

  Like the flow of a river, Steph, taken along by Jibril, said sleepily.

  Sora couldn’t see the other side of the screen——but.

  Steph received six dice from Shiro and was washing her hair with the figure of a 12.6-year-old.

  By the sound of the bubbles, Jibril should be getting stepped on by Shiro and at the bottom of the bath.

  ——And.

  “……I can’t believe how you can give away the dice like that so carefree——that’s [life] you know?”

  ——Flatly.

  Skepticism, confusion…… Ino’s murmur contained countless meanings.

  Sensing the gazes gathering at him, even from those on the other side of the screen, Sora sighed.

  “It’s not like there’s any problem, right…… as long as it doesn’t become zero, it’ll be the same thing even if it’s one or ten. And besides——”

  But he waved his hand carefree, and pointed at Steph’s way with his chin.

  “The problem is the same for everyone. For us, we can’t survive since the living capacity is null, right.”

  ——Silence.

  It was a silence coming from each one’s own contemplation and deep emotions, but Sora shook his hands fluttered, as if he disliked that.

  He changed the topic, as if to hide his embarrassment.

  “Rather, just what did you guys come here for? Specially you, geezer——old man? In any case, you.”

  Although as a result, I’ve been saved by these two’s appearance, Sora thought as he questioned their intention——

  “Of course, I came here as soon as possible to crush Sora-dono’s balls[35], but what about it?”

  “Hey, heyy!! At least change your words! I’ll cry a lot, damn it!!”

  Even if violence is forbidden due to the Oaths——consider the heyday body of someone like Schwa-chan[36] for example.

  After being told [I’ll terminate you] by said robot, if you didn’t freak out it would be a lie, right.

  “But, I changed my mind. I’ll leave killing you for last.”

  ……Hohoo…… so you’re saying [I’ll kill you lastly] huh.

  The next words are obvious——[That was a lie].

  ——This is bad. My balls will be crushed——!!

  “……Sora-dono…… just how much do you know about the Eastern Union’s history?”

  ——Suddenly.

  At Ino’s suddenly question, Sora, pondering furiously how should he escape, switched his thoughts.

  ……This surely it’s the kind of flow where, depending on my answer, I can avoid the death flag.

  “Even if you say history…… the Eastern Union is concealing most of its history, isn’t it……?”

  Sora answered while examining his words fearfully.

  That’s right——the Eastern Union is hiding its detailed history from the outsiders, just like their game’s contents.

  Though it must be because it’s related to the “circumstances behind the development of the electronic gametrumph card”——in any case.

  “That’s why I’m restricted to what’s in the
books. There were various islands where tribal strife continued for over six thousand years——”

  ——It continued after the end of the [Great War], due to the differences in their physical features——.

  In short, they divided into factions of either dog ears or cat ears and kept fighting with their kindred.

  It’s truly despicable, unforgivable. Why would you try to say you’re the better one? Sora thought.

  A great person once said——[Heaven does not create one kemonomimi above another][37]——!

  Dog ears, cat ears and bunny ears, too——wouldn’t it be fine if they’re loved equally the way they are?

  For those great treasures to fight and not envelope the world in love…… it’s extremely inexcusable.

  Although——I won’t say where, but you see.

  ——It seems there’s also a world where they kill each other due to differences in the skin color?

  Thinking about that, Sora and the others aren’t really in any position to say anything, or rather——

  “One of the Three Great Powers, the Eastern Union, who pacified in half a century, and even obtained a methodgame of sure-victory against the other races.”

  Terrific, that single word wasn’t enough to describe that incredibly difficult feat.

  It’s something which admiration and compliments shouldn’t be spared.

  I see, so this world has other intelligent living beings——the Exceed.

  Do you think bringing them together is something easy if it’s just one of them?

  ——That dirty peace covered in brutality, filled with discrimination and prejudice for over 6,000 years?

  “If there was someone like Miko-san in the previous world——maybe wars would end someday, too.”

  “……That’s unexpected.”

  “What is?”

  “——I thought you’d say…… if it’s ‘a feat accomplished with an Old Deus’ power then it makes sense.’”

  But, it was these very words Ino said that were completely unexpected.

  “Ahahahaha! What’s this, Gramps! So you can tell some interesting jokes!”

  Sora hit the water as he laughed out——and looked at the giant game board over his head.

  “Pacifying a conflict zone in half a century? If such divine feat was something that could be done just by praying to a mere god then——by now, wars should have disappeared without a trace, even from our previous world!”

  ——Indeed, if it’s what an Old Deus’ power is capable of, then this scenerygame eloquently speaks for itself.

  Mimicking the ground, distorting the law of nature, and creating a land of spiral in the sky——

  If the energy required to make this possible was physically calculated, he wondered what number would appear.

  He had no clue, but surely it must be equivalent to [almost infinite] ——it’s indeed the deed of a “god”.

  It’s the kind of unimaginable power overwriting the world and controlling the laws…… but.

  ——It’s completely futile.

  In this world, no matter how much power one has, right infringement isn’t possible.

  Much less——no matter which world, while ending wars is good, there’s only one method to make peace.

  “If it’s an Old Deus behind [the Divine GamerMiko-san] being able to make such a ‘negotiationgame’, then I’ll think this first.”

  And, as if looking at the figure of someone he respected with all his heart——Sora spoke to Ino.

  “——Miko-san is using the Old Deus. And obviously, she’s outwitting her in a game, right.”

  According to the Oaths——neither of them can infringe upon the other’s rights.

  Both Miko using the Old Deus, and also the Old Deus using Miko.

  It’s something only possible for the first time——after making an agreement, playing a game and “being victorious”.

  ……

  “…………So that’s, how it…… is, huh…… Miko-sama.”

  At the end of a long silence, maybe he earned something——Ino dropped his gaze with his shoulders.

  He smiled bitterly.

  “……Seems like I have overstayed a little too long…… it’s about time for me to leave.”

  “I’m grateful for it. I can’t relax in the long-awaited hot springs with those intimidating muscles around.”

  He looked at Ino’s back as he stood up from the bathtub and left.

  It seems I was able to evade the death flag, Sora secretly felt relieved——but.

  “By the way, may I ask you one last thing?”

  His heart jumped at Ino’s words, who suddenly turned around.

  But, as if not knowing about it——though, there’s no way he could’ve known it——Ino questioned.

  No——.

  “The [Traitor] who retained its memories——Sora-dono, it’s you, isn’t it?”

  ——He affirmed.

  The sound of Steph holding her breath could be heard beyond the screen.

  If Ino was correct then it would explain why Sora talked about this game with an “assertive” tone.

  I wonder if they thought something like this, Sora answered with a bitter smile.

  “Hohou~? What basis are you using to say I am the [Traitor]?”

  “What, is there a need for a basis?”

  But after saying “No need for something like that”, Ino continued with a sharp gaze.

  “If the Sole GodTet who gathered all the Exceed were to say [there’s a traitor]——then it’d be you, unconditionally.”

  “Haha! How good, that’s really easy to understand! Nice reasoning!”

  ——You guysSora’ existence itself is the basis, even though he was told that, Sora clapped his hands and laughed.

  Exactly——this game is something that started with everyone’s agreement.

  ——If one accepted the rules at face value, then this is what the [Traitor] or whatever thing is implying:

  On top of everyone confirming the rules, in order for them, alone, to escape the memory erasure——

  They will deceive everyone——and it’ll be as if it was something everyone agreed upon.

  Sora isYou're the only one who could pull off such stunt, Ino gave him that “compliment”——but.

  “Let’s just say if it was me in that case, I would doubt Tet straight away.”

  ——And, if I had to say more, Sora continued his words,

  “I wouldn’t go as far as doing that [impossibility] just for such a stingy preparation.”

  ——Ino and, beyond the screen, Steph and even Jibil held their breaths in doubt.

  The retention of the memories meant “knowing the real victory condition.”

  They seemed to question Sora’s true intention for calling it a “stingy preparation” ——he smiled wryly.

  ——[The second explanation of the rules.]

  There are “falsehoods” among it…… but.

  No big lies were incorporated between the first and the second times.

  When asked about erasing their memories——the danger anyone would consider immediately should be obvious.

  ——They will lie about the rule of “winning if you ascend” by saying “you’ll lose if you ascend”.

  Greatly falsifying the rules should’ve been sealed in advance…… with “everyone’s consent”.

  On top of that, what would get falsified——? No, even before that——!!

  “We would worry over what to do about [movement] and [food] before preparing something like that, right!! If we didn’t get the [legsHarley] then forget about the goal, it’s doubtful whether we would even live and reach fifty-two more squaresthe next stop, you know!?”

  “——Ah~…… there’s nothing but persuasiveness there……”

  Sora nodded, having the suspicions cleared due to the scathing thoughts which only those who went through the same life-and-death situation could relate to.

  ——That’s
right——a preparation of just that level is still a long way from [Victory].

  And [ ]Kuuhaku’s methods is always only one——namely——

  “Since we’re going to prepare something, then——we’ll prepare something critical”

  ——Right, that’s——

  “We’ll prepare it in a way that, no matter how things turn out, we will win.”

  Resting his head in the stone edge of the bathtub, he looked directly into Ino’s eyes with anticipation.

  Sora fearlessly, yet friendly——spoke.

  “I would do that if it was me…… anyone would do it——right?”

  ——Of course.

  You did it, too, right? ——Sora’s eyes were telling him so.

  “……I see. That’s natural……”

  Like that, Ino looked down and left without turning around again——and on his back,

  “——By the way. Can I also ask one thing?”

  “What would it be?”

  “……That’s, well. It’s about that one thing regarding the size of my arms. Is that during peacetime? Or for emergency?”

  At Sora’s fearful question, Ino let out a smile and continued walking without stopping in his legs,

  “Hahaha, unlike Sora-dono, I do have a heart that takes others’ feelings into consideration, you see——let’s just answer that I do not like hurting others for no reason and, as such, I will refuse to answer.”

  “That’s answering it, isn’t it! You’re answering it, aren’t you!?”

  As Ino laughed loudly and left while Sora still roaring at his back, abruptly,

  “Master, you do not need to listen to a dog’s nonsense.”

  Maybe Shiro finally forgived her since Jibril said so with her face peeking from the screen.

  “Isn’t this something that’s also said in Masters’ world——[Too much is as bad as too little[38]]——even if it’s unnecessarily big, there’s not really any benefit for girls ♪”

  Beyond the screen, he could feel the girls nodding all together, but——

  “……Right now, I’m having an unprecedented sense of alienation. Could it be, well——”