Reincarnated User Manual

21 – unorganized things

‘Ciriel, Siriel, Siriel…’

Even while being attended to by the maids, Siron continued to think about his younger cousin.

Is it even more so after taking a bath? Even before I was possessed, I couldn’t stop thinking about random things, especially when I was washing up.

‘She was probably the same age as Lucia.’

Hugo’s only daughter, Cyriel Prien, is one of the important characters in ‘Reincarnation of the Sword God’ who carries the stylish nickname of Orca.

When she completed her coming-of-age ceremony and had grown to a certain level, her expectations were that she could easily defeat even the highest level demon species, which was far higher than that of Siron Prien.

Siriel is an NPC.

To be more precise, mutually cooperative characters.

Nevertheless, it is stronger than Siron, who is a playable character. Why is the game balance so trashy?

Since it was impossible to clear the game for various reasons, this was an opportunity to escape the constraints of the system.

Now, it was natural for Ilshin to have developed a plan to capture her step by step from a young age when his power and mental state were immature.

There was just one problem.

The big problem is that Siriel ate the sh*t to the point where she made a f*cking sound.

Pap-deuk-

Shiron thought of Siriel in the original and gritted his teeth without realizing it.

‘Why not just embrace it?’

The more I thought about it, the more my anger filled up in gradations.

But it is not unreasonable for Siron to think so.

In the original, Siriel ignored Siron, who held the title of Lord of Soga, in everything and berated him, telling him to step down from his position as successor.

There was also a duel.

He also captured demonic beasts other than those assigned to him.

It goes without saying that non-compliance with orders occurred frequently during large-scale operations.

‘Because you’re so uncooperative, you can’t clear the game with Siron.’

I thought it was very fortunate that the present was still 10 years ago from the original work. All you have to do is correct your bad habits.

Siron drew a rough blueprint in his head.

Is she truly the personality of a pure child?

I also didn’t forget to leave a corner of the blueprint blank, as I wasn’t sure if it would reveal the talents of a spoiled little boy.

‘please. ‘I wish I was more like a child.’

But this is just insurance just in case. Regardless of whether her personality was sh*tty or not, I needed a wedge that could definitely make her an ally.

“Okay…”

Siron twisted his body, feeling his head throbbing.

“young master. Straighten your back. “Because you keep bending over, you’re not able to dry your hair properly, are you?”

“ah. okay.”

Siron straightened his back at Encia’s point.

“If you don’t dry your hair enough, it may bald like that annoying bald spot from before. “No matter how cute and handsome you are, it’s no use if your hair doesn’t support it.”

Encia, who was drying Siron’s hair, had a very blunt attitude from earlier.

Were Hugo’s comments that annoying?

Instead of Hugo’s name, Encia called him a barbed word, ‘annoying bald head.’ The words are too harsh.

Siron fixed his gaze on Encia reflected in the mirror.

In fact, contrary to what she said, Hugo was not bald. It’s just that the ends of the forehead are slightly sunken.

Siron, who had suffered from stress-related hair loss thanks to a childhood friend with a bad personality, did not feel like Hugo’s gossip was anyone’s problem.

“Encia. “My uncle is not bald.”

So, for no reason, I end up making a plea for Hugo. Siron turned his chair towards Encia.

“… … sure?”

“Your uncle’s bangs just receded a little, right? Most men of that age are like that. “It seems so… sad to be made fun of because of a natural disaster that we cannot resist.”

“Oh, well, that’s right.”

Encia was embarrassed by Siron’s sudden defense. Her eyes narrowed at the philosophical consideration that was not suitable for a child.

But it didn’t matter to Shiron whether she was embarrassed or not. Before being possessed, Siron had liked Hugo since he first played ‘Reincarnated Sword God’.

Not only did he have a sense of inferiority to a better guy, but he overcame it through effort, which was really cool.

What a great human hymn this is!

“I have one question. young master?”

“what question?”

Encia wasn’t the only maid who served Siron. Ophelia, who was ironing a shirt near Siron, opened her mouth when Siron gave her permission.

“The matriarch I saw a while ago was showing off very voluminous hair. The matriarch is Hugo’s biological brother, and although the age difference is not that much, why is there such a difference?”

“that… … .”

Siron’s thoughts stopped for a moment.

As expected, Ophelia, like Encia, was hit by a devil bastard.

Even if I give an example, I am comparing it to Glenn, Hugo’s nemesis.

Siron racked his brain to come up with an appropriate answer.

“My father is an exception. “Because my father is special.”

“okay…!”

Was it a satisfactory answer? Ophelia burst into laughter. However, Shiron frowned in contrast to her.

It’s funny to do this when you’re already inside the game, but as someone who already knows the inside story, I felt uneasy.

Glenn was designed like a wandering swordsman. The middle-aged American character counting the stars in the night sky while making a bonfire was Glenn Frien.

‘It’s all that b*tch Shin Yura’s fault. ‘I just feel sorry for Hugo.’

What can Hugo do? The Creator made it that way.

However, now that the game has become a reality, I feel fortunate, whether I know it or not.

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Hair loss is highly likely to be determined by genetics, so there is no chance of Siron going bald… probably not. All you have to do is somehow clear the game before your head falls off.

‘If I kill the demon, anything will happen.’

For the first time in a while, my will is burning.

“… … “It looks like everything is dry, so I’ll just go.”

After smoothing his hair once, Shiron put on his clothes and went out into the hallway.

*

Siron, who was walking down the hallway to prepare to greet Siriel, encountered an unexpected person.

“Berta?”

“… … teacher?”

On the balcony of the central hallway on the second floor, there was Bertha, sipping coffee with her coat roughly draped over her shoulders.

“What are you doing there? “Didn’t you go in to talk with your uncle?”

“Of course we talked. “It’s just that it ended too quickly.”

“Is that so?”

‘I thought it would take at least two or three hours. Even if there’s nothing to talk about, that’s true.’

Siron guessed that Berta had been treated poorly, but contrary to his worries, Berta opened her mouth with a surprisingly relaxed expression.

“Still, I’m glad I wasn’t rejected. Surprisingly, Hugo is not at all reluctant to reveal the family ceremony to outsiders. I received permission to accompany him to the succession ceremony, so I was leisurely getting some fresh air.”

After speaking, Berta sipped her cooled coffee. Shiron quietly admired Bertha’s appearance because she looked somewhat like a model.

‘If you keep your mouth shut, this guy is pretty fair.’

Berta, who is quite tall for a woman, is cold and arrogant in appearance, so even this loner-like appearance is appropriately covered. It’s because people are a bit servile.

Then, suddenly, a fact that Shiron had forgotten came to mind.

“Come to think of it. Didn’t I say I’d make a proposal the other day?”

“… … ah!”

The words thrown at the brother’s coffin to embrace Berta. She, too, had completely forgotten about it, and when Shiron turned the water around, her eyes widened.

“I will tell you that. Come to my room tonight.”

*

3rd floor of Dawn. Bathroom in the middle of the central hallway.

Lucia stretched out her legs while sitting in the bathtub heated to the right temperature.

The water that covers your body after moving a lot is special. A warm energy seeps into your slightly tired body, making you relax.

“ha… … .”

Lucia leaned back, caressing her slightly flushed cheek. Isn’t the quickest way to become defenseless is to take a bath? A smile slowly appeared on my lips, giving the illusion that my whole body was melting.

That’s not the only thing that feels good.

Today is the day I started teaching Siron how to use a sword. Siron could be said to be the first disciple of Sword God Kylie, whom he had not had even in his previous life.

student.

What a beautiful sound!

‘I never thought I would teach someone. It’s exactly as Seira said. ‘As I live, I can never know what’s ahead.’

Since she was enlightened by herself or taught by someone in her previous life, the impression of having her first disciple came even greater. The more she thought about that fact, the more Lucia’s chest tickled.

Grumble-

However, that joy was short-lived,

An uninvited guest appeared.

‘Copy?’

“… … ah.”

The one who opened the door and appeared was Berta with a towel wrapped around her neck.

“… … .”

Lucia unintentionally saw Berta’s naked body.

However, there is no need to roll your eyes somewhere else. Instead, Lucia sent a fierce gaze towards Bertha who disturbed her peaceful time. Why is that guy here? A question came to mind.

‘The maid said I was staying on the second floor. ‘Why did you come up to the third floor?’

Since there was no point in staying still while receiving Lucia’s gaze, Bertha covered herself with a towel draped over her shoulder and quietly entered the bathhouse where Lucia was.

“… … Excuse me.”

Bertha sat quite far away from Lucia. The bathtub was large and had plenty of seating.

And for a moment. Silence fell between the two.

“… … .”

“… … .”

Although they took a dip in the same space and the same water, there was no conversation between them.

The reason is simple. Berta found Lucia annoying, and Lucia did not have a particularly friendly personality.

Not long ago, they were pointing knives at each other’s throats. It’s strange that he doesn’t hesitate to respond even after experiencing a full-blown conflict.

However, unlike Bertha, who looked away, Lucia continued to look at her.

Short black hair that falls just off the shoulders, and its color has a slightly bluish tint. The sharp, slightly raised eyes give a fierce impression, but they are harmonious within the small face.

That’s not all, there was no flab on his body, as if he had gone through hard training, and his skin was pale and without any blemishes, as he worked outside the office.

Then, suddenly, I remembered Siron’s words in the cave.

‘It’s definitely… s*xy.’

Since there was no point in just staring, Lucia opened her mouth while gulping down the water.

“Why did you come here? “There must be more than one or two bathrooms in this large mansion.”

Didn’t you expect that Prien’s young lady would speak first? Bertha scratched the back of her wet head.

“Ah… that’s it.”

Bertha responded by taking a deep dive.

“The bathhouse in the mansion is full of knights. “I had no choice, but Teacher Siron pushed it here.”

“Shiron? Why?”

“I don’t know, but maybe… you want me to wash up quickly?”

Ahahahaha.

Berta smiled awkwardly after saying that.

“I was ordered by the teacher to come back later at night.”