When I Went to Another World, All the Women I Met Fell in Love With Me and Things Got Out of Hand – A Carefree and Heartwarming Harem of a Man Who Fell in Love With a Death God, as He Pours His Thoughts Into a Sketchbook and Dominates All. C185

Chapter 185: Because I'm a genius

I waited until I felt a little calmer and looked around the study. 

I thought this was the last time, but when I calmed down, I realized that I was obligated to accept the present. 

I can't help but say that this treasure is just that, but it still doesn't feel right. 

And a new message appeared on the monitor on the desk. 

“Kakeru, this is the last time. Do what you last told me that day.''

When I finished reading, the monitor fell silent as if it had completed its mission. 

It was as if it had never moved from the beginning. 

As if everything was an illusion. 

(That day...?)

I understand. It must have been the last time I met Mr. Shirasaki. 

It's painful, but I have to go. 

I sink my consciousness into a sea of ​​memories. 

“So, I guess you decided to go to the award ceremony after all.”

“Yeah, there’s a reward for you too!”

Mr. Shirasaki is in an unusually good mood. 

"Hmm? Reward?"

"...That's terrible. I forgot..."

Mr. Shirasaki suddenly becomes displeased. 

"I-I'm kidding! Rand, right? It's okay, I haven't forgotten!"

Actually, I'm really looking forward to it, and it's no secret that I've been reading all kinds of materials about Rand. 

We have a complete grasp of maps, attractions, event timetables, restaurant menus, and limited edition souvenir goods. I'm ready. 

"What's wrong? Is there something you're worried about?"

I asked, concerned about her cloudy expression. 

``When I get back, I'm planning to go straight to the land, but I'm worried about jet lag.''

I'm so looking forward to going straight there when I get back. I can't say anything about other people either. 

"Maybe you're jet-lagged... If that's the case, would you like to stay the night? If we play around until late at night, you'll be tired and sleep well."

"Aww... I'm staying the night... I'm suddenly staying the night..."

When he saw Mr. Shirasaki in a boiled state, he realized that he had made a mistake. 

"Ah, that's right, it's definitely not a good idea to sleep over."

"...It's not too bad. Let's move on."

Mr. Shirasaki's face suddenly turned serious, and I couldn't help but nod under his influence. 

"Well, don't worry, we'll have separate rooms."

"We can't do it separately. It's scary to be alone, and I don't want to oversleep the land due to jet lag. It's okay, we took a nap together before, so I think we can go..."

Even though I thought it was a story from when I was in kindergarten, I couldn't help but feel warm when I saw Shirasaki-san breathing heavily. 

"Okay. We'll share the same room. Don't worry, if you overslept due to jet lag, I'll gently wake you up."

"...Wake me up Sleeping Beauty"

"Sleeping Beauty? What is that?"

"...Why don't you find out for yourself? Anyway, I promise."

"Okay, I guess I should just wake her up like Sleeping Beauty, right?"

"Yeah...Then I'll go."

I was instantly captivated by that carefree smile. 

Without even knowing it was the last time. 

If you had known, would you have hugged him? Did you yell at him not to go? 

An infinite loop that keeps repeating even if you know it has no meaning. 

Emerging consciousness. I stare at her one door, scolding her heart that is about to break. 

Probably the bedroom. 

And... there should be Shirasaki-san, who continues to sleep. 

I had a hunch. 

Notebooks and furniture that have remained in their original form despite being nearly 800 years old. 

It's probably due to the preservation magic that is applied to this entire area, or the power of the magic tools. 

And the research on body preservation that was written in the second half of the diary. 

At first, he seemed to be researching how to transfer souls to robots, but for some reason he seems to have quit soon after. 

Finally completed body preservation. 

It was written in the diary that it would be okay for 100 years. 

That's amazing. Even though Mr. Shirasaki was sent to another world by himself, he didn't give up until the end. 

He researched it all by himself and even prepared a trick like this... for me, who normally wouldn't come... 

Isn't that terrible... why, why, maybe sooner... I'm sure. 

Open the bedroom door. 

There is no rotten or musty odor, and there is a faint sweet scent typical of girls. 

(Mr. Shirasaki……)

The woman lying on the bed was almost the same as she was in my memory. Her clothes are also the same. 

(Did he go out of his way to change clothes?)

　Gently stroke your hair. 

Mr. Shirasaki was born with light pigmentation, and his hair color is close to white. 

(When you do this, it looks like you're really just sleeping.)

Slowly sit down on the bed. 

"Shirasaki-san, wake up! If you don't wake up early, your breakfast will get cold. Even the attraction you were looking forward to...look..."

I called out to her and gently shook her, but she wouldn't wake up. 

"Mr. Shirasaki, I apologize for being late... please wake up. Please... please..."

It seemed like she moved for a moment, but it was just her eyes shaking with tears. 

"Sleeping Beauty...you were the one who spread it to this world, right? Thanks to you, I got to play the role of the prince many times. I've had enough rehearsals...I think it's time for the real thing."

"So...I'll treat you like a prince, so please open your eyes, Shirasaki-san...Call me for you again..."

Kiss while crying. 

In the long silence, only the sound of sniffles tells us that it is reality.　

"Kakeru... you look terrible."

Did I hear it wrong? When I looked in fear, I saw Shirasaki-san staring at me with his eyes wide open. 

“Haku…Saki…san?”

"...What? Kakeru"

"Wow!? Good, good..."

I couldn't stop crying as I hugged Mr. Shirasaki and felt his body temperature still somewhat low. 

"Ah, ah, ah, waaaah...Kaku, Kakeru, it hurts, my body is still..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I hurriedly loosened my arms. I'm distraught and embarrassed. 

"Kaku... where is this? A hotel? Or a dungeon? How long did I sleep?"

"It's a dungeon. I think it's probably close to 800 years old. Sorry I'm late."

"Yes...it wasn't a dream after all...but you came after all."

This time, Shirasaki-san hugs me. Use weak force, but be sure not to let go. 

"But how? Isn't it only supposed to last a hundred years?"

"Huh? A hundred years? Ah, in the end I succeeded in extending it to a thousand years. Because I'm a genius... So, Kakeru, you read my diary!?"

"Oh, everything."

“I-I-Noaaaaaaaaaaa!?”

　

Mr. Shirasaki turns bright red and screams. Will it hurt your body? 

"Forget it! Forget everything right now! Now forget it."

　

Fufufu, I shake my head desperately, but there's no point in doing that, right?