177 – It will work somehow – 2

First of all, it is important to find out who ‘he’ is. So, I informed the guard at the entrance that I wanted to take a tour of Destiny.

I don’t know if this will work or not, but among the deceased people, there are people who bought gifts and went on a field trip to the company, and there are people who came to look around.

In particular, if you say that you are from overseas, they will let you in anyway.

How many people would refuse to say that overseas fans came to cheer for their game because they liked it?

Anyway, my plan was to make an inquiry first and if that didn’t work, I’d go in and find out using my personal connections.

and after a while

“…uh?”

Waiting in the lobby on the first floor, I couldn’t help but panic.

That’s what came down.

“David Oswald?”

“who?”

“…the president of Destiny.”

The owner of the developer came down directly.

A middle-aged white man with impressive white hair came up to us and looked at me and Veronica in turn, admiring it.

“My God. It’s real…”

“…What do you mean? Ah. And I…”

“Song Hyeon-woo. And… Veronica.”

….what.

When I applied for the tour, I only said my name.

I saw Veronica. Although she certainly resembles Veronica in the game, her clothes and hairstyle are different.

You can identify Veronica, not just someone who looks alike?

I looked right at him and David shook his head.

“Oh. Sorry to startle you. This is David Oswald.”

“Hyeonwoo Song. And this is my wife. Veronica.”

“Nice to meet you. I…”

“Ah. Let’s go up first.”

“Yes? Uh… Yes.”

Do you think things are this easy?

When you go upstairs under his guidance, you will see a typical developer.

Posters, billboards.

various other things.

While Veronica looked around in amazement, I went into the president’s office with David.

“A while ago. Yes. At this time, all employees received an e-mail.”

On this date… the day I left for another world.

And it is the day of return.

“What… mail?”

“Sooner or later. Song Hyeon-woo, a person named Veronica will come. Greet him.”

“…Who is it. That.”

“I do not know.”

What is this?

When I frowned, David sighed and showed me his mail.

It was clearly written in English. Get ready to greet me and Veronica. And the sender…

“…This…”

sender.

David Oswald.

was himself

“All employees received the same email at their own email address. The content is the same.”

He swallowed his saliva and spoke earnestly.

“Song Hyeon-woo and Veronica will be coming, so welcome them. And that’s not all.”

He started showing other screens as well. Windows for other games currently in development.

They had the same letters written on them.

Get ready to greet Hyunwoo Song and Veronica.

“It was written on every screen and in the code. It’s hard to believe it was someone’s joke. No. Not only that.”

David showed me his phone, and even showed me a photo.

The same message in the cell phone message window.

The same text was written on the postcard.

“All of this. It was delivered equally to all employees of our development company. Even…”

gulp. Nervous, he spoke cautiously.

“My family, no. Even the families of the employees were contacted. And they asked me to answer your questions. Mr. Song. Now it’s your turn. Do you have any questions for me?”

“…Around 6 am this morning. Has anyone sent me a steam message?”

I opened my laptop and showed Steam’s records.

While staring at the chat, he shook his head and opened a message window from the developer’s Steam.

It’s definitely the ID that talked to me.

However.

There was nothing in the logs.

“None of us could do anything else to fix the problem since that morning. If anything, we’ll contact Steam officially.”

He called somewhere and showed me the mail after a while.

There was a chat log in the mail sent from Steam, and in that log.

There was no record of him talking to me.

Everything David showed me was telling.

that such a person does not exist.

“…why…”

“It’s just that we don’t know the answer to this question. But… one thing. In the mail sent to me separately…”

He looked straight at me.

“He said that you would report problems and fatal bugs of our Eight Star Seeker. He said to take it instead of him and make the world right…”

In the end, I never met him.

But should I pass this on?

When I shut my mouth, David smiled bitterly.

“It was written in postscript. You will keep your promise.”

I saw Veronica.

I shrugged my shoulders as I watched her bewildered and regretful that she hadn’t met the god who created her.

and.

I pulled out the usb.

okay.

I haven’t met him, but this is also a promise.

“Hmm…”

As they left the building, Veronica let out a heavy sigh. The drooping of the shoulders seemed to be quite disappointing.

“too bad.”

Well, if it was natural, it would be natural.

Even if it was me, it was an opportunity for Veronica to meet the God she believed in and followed her whole life.

It’s a shame because I’m next to you, but if it weren’t for that, it was clear that he would have sighed.

“Well… Meeting God couldn’t be this easy.”

Veronica held my hand lightly. And slowly lean on me She gave off a sweet scent and kept her mouth shut for a moment, then smiled.

“What! What can’t be helped, can’t be helped!”

“Huh? Are you okay?”

Power enters the hand that holds my hand. Veronica smiled bashfully and nodded.

“Even in the church, there is a story that only a very small number of saints accepted God a long time ago. I guess I am still lacking.”

“Hmm… looks good enough to me.”

“Whoops. Thank you for saying that.”

I lightly intertwined my fingers and walked down the street with Veronica.

Tall buildings, clear skies.

And cars speeding down the road.

A sight familiar to me but still unfamiliar to Veronica.

Staring at it with a soft gaze, Veronica said calmly.

“I’ve already left my world and come to another world. Maybe, a world a little higher than the world I lived in.”

“Hmm. Right.”

“Then, wouldn’t it be possible to say that I have become a little closer to God?”

“is it?”

“yes.”

It’s good because it’s so positive. I held her hand tight, and held Veronica back.

“Then, shall we do some sightseeing while we’re here?”

“Wow~ sightseeing. Good. Hmm. What would be good?”

“Well… how about a movie? Or maybe a play.”

“The play… huhuhu. I remember that time.”

Those words also remind me of what happened in the gondola.

When I smiled, Veronica’s face, who had been laughing at me, turned red.

“That, that’s not it! No. It’s not that, but… Anyhow! I think the play will be fine. But I want to see a movie. That. It’s very dark… And.”

Veronica licked her lips and spoke in a strangely sweet voice.

“I heard you two can stick together?”

“…Who is it?”

“Satsuki.”

What did that woman teach?!

I stared at the strange longing in Veronica’s eyes and nodded.

Actually, I kind of wanted to do that too.

“Let’s go. But what kind of movie would you like…”

Where is a movie theater near here?

I looked up the map on my phone and laughed when I found a movie theater nearby.

“This time it’s a love comedy.”

It was a tragedy back then.

But this time, a love comedy movie that was so famous that even I heard about it from some of the female soldiers was playing.

If this is it, Veronica will like it too, right?

I walked hand in hand with Veronica.

I hope she is satisfied.

I hope you will be satisfied enough to forget your disappointment at not meeting God.

After watching a movie and having dinner, I entered the hotel I reserved and opened my laptop while Veronica was washing.

And the chats that remain in my laptop’s history.

Logged out person and two lines of text remaining in the chat window.

I took a sip of my beer while looking at ‘Hey…’ and ‘…You know?’

I just wanted to get over it, but there was one thing that bothered me.

Then, when rockets were launched in Japan.

Time stopped then, and a figure appeared before my eyes.

Children die, friends die.

and the way I die

It was a very realistic scene to think it was just a premonition.

why did that come to mind?

that didn’t actually happen.

“ah.”

I’ve already finished a can of beer.

I took out the beer I bought on the way back and stared at my laptop while sipping again.

By the time I finished the second can of beer like that.

[You kept your promise.]

The chat window of the developer, who was obviously logged out, rang.

“…who are you.”

Who the hell are you.

Are you really god?

I put my hand on the keyboard, but my fingers didn’t move easily.

[You know? who it is.]

Didn’t hit the chat.

But the answer comes back.

I shut my mouth, and the text quickly came up in the chat window.

[you. Did you almost die?]

It reminded me of what happened in Japan.

okay. I was about to die.

If I hadn’t been to that world and hadn’t had the power as a sage.

He must have died feeling resentment like the scene he saw then.

[Isn’t that a funny ending? A person who has fought for others all his life and tried to do good eventually dies in vain. Of course, it is also an ordinary and realistic tragedy.]

“…Is that why you gave me this power?”

Mana moves and dwells in my hand. power as a sage.

The power I got from that world.

This power I had in the name of privilege.

[It doesn’t suit you, so stop being respectful. And the answer is… yes. Well, you can see that.]

The answer that seemed obvious made me lose my pulse. I looked at my laptop, and the chat continued casually.

[As you have seen. Your end was to die that day. And the ending of the World Terrorism Suppression Conference was also greatly shaken by Scar there, and its power was reduced, and it was lifted by other terrorists.]

“…then why?”

Chat pauses for a moment.

What are you trying to input?

When the message that the other person was preparing for a conversation disappeared, the answer that came to mind was unexpected.

[I like Cinderella stories.]

what is that all of a sudden

[From a realistic perspective, Cinderella must have lived her entire life as a girl full of ashes. But… the witch showed up and let me go to the ball. And, in the end, I lived happily ever after with the prince.]

“…..”

[I mean, I like happy endings. No matter how realistic the tragedy is.]