Otherworld TRPG Game Master

Chapter 100: After Story: Commemorative Photo

Chapter 100: After Story: Commemorative Photo

To someone who stood on the line between illusion and reality, dreams were no longer a repose. Uncontrollable mana made dreams come to life, and a dream that had been given life could not be distinguished from reality.

A stone-cold jail and friends who screamed out as they were dying. Was this a dream?

It was indistinguishable.

The flowing of blood and a corpse mangled beyond recognition. Was this a dream?

It was indistinguishable.

The sun and moon had inverted onto themselves, and time had become twisted and tangled. Was this a dream?

It was indistinguishable.

From the moment she became a Tower Master to now, Yuna Yurensto Violetiris had not once slept properly. She had suffered from insomnia for over ten years now.

Thankfully, there weren’t any physiological issues.

She used mana to remove the fatigue piled up in her brain, thus avoiding the side effects that usually came with prolonged sleep deprivation—such as delirium or impaired judgment.

However, the same could not be said for her mind.

In the middle of a sea brimming with waves, there exists a tiny island. When a tall wave crashes onto the island and passes by, it may look fine, but there is always a small part that gets chipped off. The small rocks were taken by the waves, hidden in the depths of the sea.

We know the truth. The island will eventually be chipped away until it disappears. The Purple Magic Tower Master could envision her own demise.

That was why...

Recently I’ve been having a hard time sleeping… If I want to have a good sleep, what should I do?

…was what she had asked in a roundabout manner at the Magic Tower.

However, the Wizard didn’t ask what the problem was and instead acted to solve it.

The Nameless Wizard immediately took action. He gently laid Yuna on a bed, added a scoop of honey to freshly warmed milk, and handed it to her. After she drank it, he brushed her teeth, massaged her whole body, cleaned her ears, tucked her in with a blanket, and stroked her head soothingly as he sat beside her.

That night, the Nameless Wizard appeared in Yuna’s dream, leaving her feeling mentally fatigued in an entirely different way.

Though it did feel nice, it didn’t solve her core problem. Seeking another solution, she asked Pink-Haired Lesbian…. No, Yuri Lanster, the same question near the end of the first day at the Crownhall.

The pink-haired succubus responded with confidence.

“You need to sleep naked.”

"?????"

“There are many theories from different scholars about the origins of humanity, but they all agree that ‘ancient humans did not wear clothes’. Which means that humans back then all lived and slept naked, so—”

Yuri Lanster’s Sleeping Naked Theory, based on creation and the origins of humanity, left a deep impression on Yuna. So, she decided to give it a try.

Last night, before going to bed, she warned the Nameless Wizard, “N-No matter what, don’t open the door!” Seeing the Wizard’s expression, which seemed to imply, "The Tower Master is at that age after all..." she promptly gave him a low kick.

Even after that, she debated for about thirty minutes whether she should actually undress. Finally, she hid herself under the blanket, removed her clothes, and fell asleep,

That night, she dreamt of running through green fields with Yuri Lanster and the Wizard, all three of them naked.

And now, in the present, just before Lorei could run in to give an explanation, it was the morning of the second day of her visit to Crownhall.

“Tower Master, I’m coming in, okay?”

"????!!!!!!"

Yuna Yurensto Violetiris, squirming under her bed in the nude, faced a dire predicament.

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Sure, that fucker did say ‘I’m coming in, okay?’, but it was actually no different from declaring, “I’m coming in!” Given their close relationship, they had developed the habit of entering each other’s rooms without much notice.

What should I wear first?

Normally, she would start with her panties without a second thought, followed by her top, then her skirt, and finally the coat, completing her usual Tower Master attire.

But right now…. There was no time. The Nameless Wizard could enter at any moment.

She had to think of the worst possible situation, where the Wizard walked in before she was fully dressed. Since reality was…. cold-hearted!

That meant in the shortest possible time, she had to make the best possible move. The Tower Master racked her brain. For now… For now, panties will be pushed back to last on the list.

It was too embarrassing to be seen wearing only panties. However, if she wore a skirt, her lower half would be covered, making it more important than the panties.

Since there was no wind indoors, this option was even more effective.

She quickly wore her skirt just as the door started to rattle. Calculating the remaining time, she could only put on one more item….!

The top had to be the way to go. Its material was black, somewhat mesh-like, and clung to the body. However, wearing such a tight outfit… took an extremely long time!

If time ran out while she struggled to get her head through the neckline, her face and arms would be covered like a wrap and her upper body would be exposed for all to see. In that case…

If she got stuck halfway with her head through the neckline, time would run out and her upper body would be exposed…

“...... In that case!”

The coat was her answer. The outer garment could be easily worn by sliding her arms into its sleeves!

Rustle.

It was on. Now, all that was left was to zip it up. Then, even though she was actually a bit sparse in clothing, it would look perfectly like Yuna’s usual fashion on the outside. Yuna adjusted the hem of her coat.

“.....Huaaat!!”

The zipper… wasn't there…!!

She realized too late that she hadn't fixed the broken zipper because she always wore the coat open and let it flutter! That was a grave error. Yuna looked down at herself.

Following the middle of her body, her skin was totally exposed. Should she cover her belly button or her chest? No, she still had a bit of time. Maybe she could wrap herself in a blanket...

“Woah.”

“I-It seems you dressed quite wildly today.”

“Hu-Huh? Ah, eung! Ye-Yeah, i-it was that kind of vibe…. I-I just wanted to try that kinda vibe, yeah….!!”

Time’s up.

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I grabbed Pink-Haired Lesbian, who had lost her grip on sanity and was charging forward.

“Pink-Haired Lesbian, don’t do that.”

“Wait, what? The one who is currently attempting seduction is the Tower Master, though. Is that not the case?”

Draggggg.

Even though I was pulling her by the hair with all my strength, I was the one being dragged. Are you telling me that even the roots of your hair were strong, Yuri Lanster!

This punk has gone absolutely mad. Yuna’s wild fashion had apparently woken up her inner beast. To be fair, I also had to activate Sexual Desire Suppression Stage 2 as soon as I entered, so I could sympathize.

“S-So…. Why are you here?”

Yuna’s face reddened as she twisted her body and covered herself with her arms. If she was feeling that embarrassed, why would you wear such things in the first place?

I wasn’t blaming her, though. I was immensely grateful. However… Pink-Haired Lesbian was the problem. I shouldn’t have brought her along.

“Tower Master, may I prepare a bath for you?”

“Ah, fuck. We’re here to take a picture.”

“..... A picture?”

Yes, a picture.

I wanted to capture this moment. When I used to be indifferent to such things when focused on research, lately I’ve been feeling the urge to create memories.

When I get older, how great would it be to open a photo album and reminisce about old times? The more pictures, the better. And who knows,

Maybe. Just maybe.

It could even become a family photo.

I waved my camera. An extremely expensive, single-use device with crystal balls attached all over it, which I bought from a magic artifact store.

I already had a camera. It would be good to leave a record.

“Yes, could you look here and quickly tell me your name and age…”

“Go use your True Desire Restraint. Quickly. Go imprison yourself.”

“Pi-Picture…. I see. Heheh.”

The reaction didn’t seem too bad. I wondered what I’d do if she didn’t like the idea.

First, I set up the tripod, fired a warning glance at Pink-Haired Lesbian, who was undoing her necktie, and positioned the crystal ball camera.

I set the timer, gave another warning glance to the Pink-Haired Lesbian, who was now attempting to remove her jacket, and called the Tower Master over. I thought it would be great if she stood in the center.

“Now, we just have to look at that crystal ball and take a picture together. Strike a pose.”

“Po-Pose? What kind….”

“Just something natural. It would be nice if it’s an expression that you would want to remember.”

A picture freezes a moment in time and uses it as a decoration. The more emotions poured into it, the better. If I could show how I felt, and how happy I was in this moment, nothing else would be necessary.

“.....We-Wee.”

Tower Master Yuna gave the most awkward smile imaginable.

"????."

"????."

My eyes met with the Pink-Haired Lesbian’s. We were both thinking the same thing.

“....Should I take care of this?”

“You are permitted.”

“Wh-What are you guys doingggggg…..!”

Pink-Haired Lesbian and I held onto Yuna from both sides. Wouldn’t a natural expression be crucial in a situation like this? I didn’t think that awkward smile was good at all.

Pink-Haired Lesbian grabbed on tightly to the Tower Master and openly displayed her sexual desires, while Yuna tried to fend her off with one hand.

I also stuck close, but I wasn’t pushed away. How do you like that, Pink-Haired Lesbian? This is the bond between Yuna and me, built over 10 years. How dare you even make an attempt? You don’t stand a chance, you punk.

I shielded the Tower Master from Pink-Haired Lesbian’s wicked hands and turned toward the camera.

“Now, Tower Master, please look at the camera and say cheese.”

“I-in this situation….?!”

“Chee-se.”

“Hey, you Pink-Haired Lesbian, look at the camera. Camera. Stop ogling our Yuna!”

“Ou-Our Yuna…..?!”

Click.

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“This is actually pretty decent, isn’t it?”

“I like that it’s lewd.”

“...... I’m confiscating this!”

The picture was taken by the Tower Master.

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After Lorei had come, attacked the mansion, fought, made him self-destruct, and the Nameless Wizard was imprisoned…

Yuna Yurensto Violetiris sat on the rooftop of a tall building, gazing down at the nightscape of Crownhall. The city wasn’t any different than yesterday, but for some reason it didn’t feel enjoyable in the slightest.

She knew why. It was because the Wizard wasn’t by her side.

“It….. Hasn’t even been half a day.”

How did I even live when he wasn’t around? How did I not die of boredom?

Yuna pulled out the confiscated picture and looked at it. Despite her flustered appearance, if asked whether she looked happy or not, there was no doubt she appeared happy.

Pororong.

Yuna transformed into a butterfly and flew to the skies. Since Yuri Lanster had gone to see the Second Prince, the Wizard would soon be released from prison. But Yuna couldn’t wait any longer.

Feeling lonely, she decided to fly to his /genesisforsaken