A Certain Middle-aged Man’s VRMMO Activity Log

Trudging along, Im walking with the Eastern Inland City as my goal. When I was in the south, I arrived quickly because Zetan gave me a ride, but this time it will be purely walking, so I assume it will take a lot of time.

The wind feels good; if I had to say, it feels like its the middle of May, I guess. When the refreshing breeze comes during the moderate temperature right before early summer; its a lot like that. The monsters are around here and there, but whether its the effect of being subjugated or not, they really arent around more than sparsely, so theres no danger of being attacked.

From time to time I can hear birds calling. Although there arent any Thief Bird cries. I have enough food, so theres no reason to shoot them down; with the calls that I can hear as BGM, I continue to walk across the grasslands. From time to time I see places where fairies are hanging around as bubbles; playing in the wind, no doubt.

In this peaceful atmosphere, to eat the lightly prepared meal and abate my hunger, I take a small break. Recently, troublesome things have been dropping in on me, so its truly been a while since Ive had this kind of leisurely play time. It would be great if this was the usual, you know; the intense times would be when fighting, so other than that you should send these slow times. To hell with using this noisy time thats like the grievous time right before a deadline constantly, every day.

I do understand how having things turn out like this is my just desserts, though, naa. My cooking stands out, my bow stands out, and the stuff with the Queen stands out way too much. This is the result of me doing whatever I wanted then; I dont regret it in itself, but if I think about it calmly now, as expected, I did too much.

As for the reason I moved around that much, its because I was purely just having fun, na, that my body was moving so perfectly. When I was little, before the sun set, I would run around full-speed all over the place, and when I fell Id just laugh. As time went by, the time I spent chasing work increased and I didnt exercise that much, na~ when I thought of that, at that time, sadly, I became unable to exercise.

Its because Ive aged; I can make that excuse, but I dont want to. Even though I understand with my head that it cant be helped, it makes me sad. Im fine with walking about 1 hour, but if I run around like I did before, my breathing goes up. How did I used to run around for such a long time, I wonder? How did I continue to play like that for such a long time, I wonder? I think about that kind of thing.

If its like that, then at least; thinking like that I jumped into the world of One More to start anew in the PC. The avatar on the other side of the screen isnt actual movement; even though its in an imaginary space, whats reflected there is my own hand. The movement that I had lost some time in the past, no, rather, the leaping that Im unable to do now in reality is still possible. Because I remembered how much fun it was to move my body at full power, like falling for a drug, I went around this world moving all over doing all sorts of things.

And then, when I came to, I had stuck my neck in all kinds of things, made a number of obligations, and even experienced a lot of trouble. Even so, I wont ever feel like leaving this world. Even if I exercise in real-life, Ive already become the age where Im unable to play cops and robbers, or robbers and cops as you will, and basketball and dodgeball of course. In real life, both my body and soul are already unable to move like it had at that time

When I unconsciously touched my face with my hand, a drop of water touched my hand. What is it; even if I look upwards the tears are flowing, arent they. In the first place, why am I crying; this should be something I understand. The day sports athletes retire will come; no matter which beloved athlete, there are none who will shine forever, after all. Thats what the existences known as people are; its something that cannot be overcome.

This isnt good, na, this current me; it might be better for my surroundings to be noisy. Even though I have the feelings of not wanting to get old, although I thought that the surroundings were too noisy, once Im alone like this I feel like Ive gotten older in an instant. The crying me is like this right now; I understand that much.

Even so its fine; no, its fine like this as well. Strangely putting up an adult form isnt needed in this world. Of course its out of the question to impose a huge inconvenience on other people, but without overstraining myself, it might be better to specialize in having more fun in all sorts of ways in this world. Fortunately, I know a ton of companions who come bringing a lot of noise. For them, shall I try to treat them a little less cold-heartedly from now on?

That said, for now, if I dont reach the Eastern Inland City, nothing will begin, na; I should hurry it up, huh at this pace I will have to camp out along the way; if it turns out like that, logging out will become difficult. Rearranging the plan for my moving pace, I switch over to move at a fast pace. After all, the distance I have to move to reach the Eastern Inland City is still very far.

A/n: Along the way I put ore in, but it is not a typo.

(usually Earth refers to himself with jibun, which is more like myself)

SKILLS

[Wind-Blown Hunting Bow]Lv17

[Assaulting Kick]Lv22

Reserved Skills

[Woodworking]Lv39

[Blacksmithing]Lv40

[Alchemy]Lv43

[Advanced Cooking]Lv11

ExP 4

Titles Possessed: The One who Charmed Even the Fairy Queen, The One who Defeated a Great Foe Alone, The One Involved with Eastern and Western Dragons

Second Names: Fairy King Candidate(jealous), Chef of the Battlefield-san