Chapter 50

The warm, gentle sunlight shone down on a two-story house standing alone on the plain. It was a spring day, with birds singing and young buds heralding the arrival of spring, creating a peaceful world.

The house, a cozy brick building surrounded by a low wooden fence, had a small shed and a pond nearby, and a well-maintained field that could be called a family garden. A little further away, a beautiful river sparkled, with fish occasionally leaping out of the water.

Beyond the river lay the sea, with a white sandy beach. Crabs scuttled about, and shells lay scattered. However, the sea breeze did not seem to reach the fields, where the crops grew vigorously. Next to the forest stood a rock formation about five meters high, with trees resembling coconut palms, but with rainbow-colored leaves, making them look colorful.

There was no other building on this vast land except for this one house. It stood alone. It might be a vacation home, one might think upon seeing it, given the lack of anything else around.

However, this house existed in a different dimension. This space existed solely for this house. The forest, the plain, the sea, the river, the fish, and even the plants—all existed for this house.

No, not for the house, but for its owner.

It was a small world, but a world that existed solely for one person.

Its name was 'My Room.'

It was a world created for a beautiful girl from a game.

Inside the house was a young girl who would be entering the fourth grade in two weeks. Her hair, which looked almost silver, fluttered, and she showed a friendly smile, her ice-blue eyes shining like sapphires, and her face was that of a beautiful girl.

She was a girl who had been reborn into the world of the popular novel 'The Night of Magic,' and her name was Hayano Miu. Adding a certain characteristic would make her a micro girl, so I'll refrain from that. I'll just leave the term 'inner person.'

The small-framed girl sat on a fluffy carpet in the spacious living room, which had a two-story ceiling, thinking to herself as she did somersaults.

She had become a master of somersaults, thanks to daily practice. While being a somersault master might not be something to boast about, she rolled smoothly like a car tire.

The sight of the beautiful girl rolling around would surely make any gentleman want to take photos, and they would swarm in, asking if it was okay to take pictures. In that case, I would say that a DSLR camera is acceptable, as they are now ultra-high-end, and the enthusiasm to photograph the beautiful girl is the reason.

Geri and Freki, who had been turned into puppies, played around the rolling girl, wagging their tails so hard they almost fell off. It seems that wolves can turn into puppies. They were cute little puppies.

Anyway, after finishing her daily somersault practice, Miu wiped the sweat from her forehead with a towel she had placed on the back of the sofa and plopped down onto it. Then, in a tired and rough tone, which was uncharacteristic of a beautiful girl, she muttered:

"Ah, I want more power."

Miu, who rarely showed such a face, twisted her innocent expression and spoke about something that had been bothering her recently.

Another cohabitant, who was surprised, made his single eye gleam.

"Unusual. Didn't your power increase recently?"

Sitting on the sofa, Odin, the ancient Norse magician and god, typed rapidly on a floating crystal touch keyboard on the table, looking at the holographic monitor that floated in the air. His wide-brimmed hat was off, but he occasionally touched his long, unkempt white beard, a habit perhaps. His cloak was old and worn, and if someone were to call him a god, they would probably think it was a joke, given his appearance.

To be honest, he looked poor. His lack of concern for his appearance could be seen as fitting for a seeker of wisdom, but it was also a bit unkempt.

"Not that kind of power. You know, there are other kinds of power, right?"

"Ah, power like authority or wealth. Indeed, those are far stronger than simple physical power."

Odin, who nodded in agreement, continued to type rapidly on the monitor. I watched him, wondering what he was doing.

"That's a future-type PC, right? You can search for quests from the adventurer's guild and news while in 'My Room.' Why are you typing on the keyboard?"

Tilting my head, I looked at him with a puzzled expression. A curious-looking beautiful girl is also adorable. The old man, who had no knowledge of modern magic until recently, had rapidly gained knowledge and was now typing at a speed that left a residual image.

The terminal the old man held was a quest confirmation item set up for users who found it troublesome to go to the adventurer's guild in the game.

"Yes. This world seems to be one where it's difficult to live without a household registration. I'm hacking into the government office with this terminal to create my household registration."

"Huh... Isn't that a crime? The security these days not only checks for viruses but also detects suspicious activity."

It is a crime. I know this from my previous life, where I worked in security, and it seems the security level in this world is similar. It's quite difficult, and you'll be caught immediately. What will you do if you get caught...? Hmm? Does this house even show up in logs? Does it output IP addresses? This is a subspace, you know?

"I tried hacking into the terminal in your house and found that there was no IP address or other entry route. It seems that the network connection system of this terminal is far beyond the technology of this world. However, it leaves a record of its operation, so I used 'Machine Control' to 'command' it not to leave a log."

"Wow, that's so strong. You can do anything, right?"

You're using 'Machine Control' as well. Not leaving a log is too strong. You could dominate the world.

"Not really. The network is vast. If it were a standalone magical weapon, it would be easy to control, but the network is different. I can only control a single IP address. I can stop communication by controlling the communication path, though."

"I see. To put it simply, you can control the source of the water, but as the river branches out, it becomes difficult to control everything."

Exactly. Even if you can broadly control the network, when it comes to detailed operations, it's just one of the countless communication paths. I understand. It's not that easy.

"This terminal. It's impossible with the technology level of this world. It can directly enter the other party's terminal without leaving a log."

The old man, who was eager to learn, made his single eye gleam. The crystal touch panel and holographic monitor in his hand were indeed rare in this world. Magic exists, so it's not completely impossible, but it's rare.

"You've already learned that much? It's a terminal that the game company prepared as a joke, something like an SF movie. Moreover, magic technology in the game is probably about 10 to 20 years ahead of this world's technology level, starting from around level 5. At max level, it's hard to say how many years ahead it is."

In the game, technology inflates. Eventually, you can create equipment that far surpasses the protagonist's strongest 'Magic Armor' in the novel. It's a common thing in games.

"But I didn't expect to be able to use it like this over a network. It was just for checking events."

There were no commands to use a touch panel in 'My Room.' But in reality, it works. The old man is already using it.

"In the game, there are only weapons, armor, weapons, and items, so there are no items that can be used excessively. It's a bit disappointing, isn't it?"

Swinging her legs, the small girl looked disappointed. This is a point where the game doesn't allow much flexibility. You can only create items that exist in the list.

"Your abilities are quite interesting. You deliberately impose limits on yourself. It seems you have a secret about what kind of existence you are."

"Beautiful girls are off-limits to touching. So, no dissection."

No mad scientists allowed. But I understand what you're saying. Why can I use game abilities? Clearly, I'm different from the people in this world. Why do I have future technology? If I can use game abilities, why wasn't I born at max level? There are many things to think about.

But such things can be considered when I have the power to protect everyone and have nothing to do. Miu lives in the present.

So, I'll only think about enhancement.

"In the game, you can remodel 'My Room' with furniture and small items. You can make the house bigger and even add a jacuzzi. There were many futuristic items. If it's not a background image, you can probably use them."

There were many interesting mechanical items. After all, it's magic. The game company made many interesting machines with enthusiasm.

"There's something more important. In this 'My Room,' there is no decay, and things you don't need are eliminated. Our bodies are not injured. This world is truly a god's world. It can be said to be perfect. As long as you are in this world, you are immortal. Is this also a game feature?"

Squinting, the old man's eyes gleamed. He had already done various tests. This old man does many things when I'm not around.

"It's a feature of 'My Room.' Party members don't get injured, right? But, let's focus on enhancement! Enhancement!"

Let's put that topic aside. Miu puffed out her cheeks and stomped her feet. She wants more power. Not the kind that parasitizes her arms or legs. She wants proper power.

Because she felt a sense of crisis after seeing the interactions between the three noble families. If things continue like this, Miu and her family might be devoured. She realized that to protect them, she needs not only physical power but also other kinds of power.

Miu, sitting on the sofa, swung her small hands and feet cutely.

"I don't know if it's a big or small matter. Well, it's fine. If that's the case, there's a good method."

The old man, with a wry smile, pointed his index finger at a statue placed against the wall. There were many statues of gods in various poses against the wall.

They were Norse gods. The paid item that summoned the old man, Odin.

"Freya. Summon my wife. She has management skills. Her ability to manage the palace and increase wealth will be useful."

"You treat her like that. I guess Freya and the old man have a complicated relationship. They might not get along well."

The old man made a displeased face, but I was glad he was giving advice. No matter what, the old man is on my side.

"Alright! Let's summon Freya!"

Freya, a new companion, sounds exciting.