I'm in Type-Moon, how can I let you bully me?

I am in Type-Moon, can I let you bully me?

Russell, who traveled to Type-Moon for unknown reasons, is in distress.

Good news: He got the Gold Finger.

The bad news: there's something about Goldfinger that's not right, even nine out of ten.

"I need to enter keywords, use them to generate the life story of a historical figure, and then complete the trial. I will receive rewards based on the results of the trial."

"Then I must choose the most ancient dragon, Aotian, the all-purpose Gilgamesh!"

"Can't I just enter a person's name as a keyword?"

"Then, the oldest hero king, Uruk, a hybrid of man and god."

"Hmm? Why isn't my name Gilgamesh in the simulation?"

"What!? You're saying that according to the newly unearthed stone tablet, Lugalbanda is the most ancient hero king?! So I'm Gilgamesh's father now?"

"You're using the sword of Earth's history to slay my Moon officials!?"

Faced with the obviously flawed cheat code, the trial without any information or strategy, and the weak start, Russell could only sigh.

"Ah! This is bad luck. But since I'm here, it's fine if I can't pass the level, but will I still let you bully me?"

1. Mansion, Girl, and Kitchen

Misaki Town, White Dog Mound.

"London Bridge is falling down..."

The early morning sunlight shines through the window, onto the walls of the old Western-style house and illuminates the antique leather sofa in the room.

In the kitchen, a man who looked to be in his early twenties was humming the long-standing Mother Goose nursery rhymes while making breakfast with a delicate and elegant chef's knife.

Sitting on the antique leather sofa nearby was a woman with an expressionless face, but her slender figure and graceful demeanor revealed her charm like a princess in a fairy tale.

The usual tranquility of Arizuma Kuonji Temple was broken today.

There was a rare other emotion in her eyes, which was dissatisfaction and anger.

Kuonji Yuju stared at the man making breakfast in the kitchen and asked in a cold tone, "What is that thing?"

"TV set."

Russell was still making a delicious breakfast. He didn't look back, but he knew what Kuonji Yuju was talking about.

"I need to keep up with the news and current events. Oh, and someone will deliver a computer later."

"No."

Kuonji Arizu's answer was brief but powerful. She stood up, her expression more serious than ever.

This Western-style house is her most precious thing.

When her parents also passed away, Kuonji Yuzu was still able to feel the love of her deceased parents in this Western-style house.

It was in this Western-style house that she placed all her hopes for her parents.

Therefore, she would never allow any unnecessary changes to occur in this mansion.

Things like televisions and computers, which are incompatible with a Western-style house, must not appear here.

Faced with this situation, the fairy tale witch uttered hurtful and cold words: "Who do you think you are?"

"That's really hurtful to say."

In this Western-style house, Russell, who was making breakfast and humming nursery rhymes, had a relationship with Kuonji Yuzu.

It doesn't matter.

Russell is a person from a different world. Since he traveled to this world, he thought it was just an ordinary parallel world. At this point in time, he took advantage of the economic bubble in a specific period to make a lot of money.

The difficulty of earning this huge amount of money was much easier than he imagined, as if he was born with similar golden luck.

Until he met the Kuonji Group.

After a brief investigation and knowing that this was the Kuonji Group in his memory, Russell decisively used his means to move into Kuonji Arizuma's home to study magic and mystery.

After all, this world is too dangerous. There are many major disasters that destroy the world, and "small disasters" such as killers, dead apostles, and magicians are even more frequent.

He needs the power to protect himself and never wants to be a mayfly that goes with the flow or a lamb to be slaughtered.

Russell used secular means to make himself the guardian of the minor Kuonji Arizuma, spent a lot of money to buy a lot of self-defense methods from a puppeteer, and left many backup plans. Then he successfully moved into this Western-style mansion.

This is an adventure.

Even though he had prepared many backup plans, Russell still understood that this was a truly life-threatening adventure.

Seven days ago, Kuonji Yuzu was shocked to see a young man standing in front of the Western-style house and speaking shamelessly.

When she heard those words, she felt like her ears were wrong.

What does "You are Youzhu, right? I held you in my arms when you were a child, and we will live together in the future" mean?

How come Kuonji Yuju doesn't remember such a thing?

She wanted to yell at Russell, but the guardianship certificate Russell showed her silenced her.

Of course, Russell presented more than just the guardianship certificate.

There are also a large number of precious black teas, exquisite antique tea sets, rare original fairy tales that appeared in history, and recharge coupons for well-known dessert shops...

Of course, what she values ​​most are some letters written by her mother.

Russell bought these letters from a certain puppeteer lady. After all, this puppeteer lady had a relationship with Youzhu's mother.

In order to get this large sum of money, Miss Aozaki Touko searched through all her treasures many times.

In exchange for letting him live with her and providing a handwritten letter from his mother every month, Jiuonji Youzhu reluctantly compromised.

But her compromise does not include bringing in these electronic products.

There was determination in the cold voice of Kuonji Yuju: "Clear out these things that don't belong here!"

"Things that don't belong here? Do you mean the antique silver cutlery you bought with my card, or those strange magic materials, or these potion ingredients?"

Russell washed his hands again and spoke slowly, handing over the breakfast in his hand as he spoke.

This is a strategy of boiling a frog in warm water.

By unlimitedly satisfying the conditions of Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu, he was able to gain more and more benefits without being liquidated.

After hearing Russell's response, Kuonji Arizu's tone suddenly became less resolute.

She tilted her head, her confidence clearly lacking. "Those are the materials needed for magic... Aren't you going to learn magic too?"

"Those expensive ingredients you can't cook and obviously bought for me to cook are also magical materials?"

After setting the dinner plates, Russell sat down and teased Youzhu.

"Youzhu's magic is so cute."

Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu suddenly felt a little annoyed.

She was sure that Russell was a frivolous playboy.

Faced with the situation pointed out by Russell, Kuonji Yuzu didn't know how to get those electronic products out.

I could only sulk and vent my dissatisfaction on the breakfast in front of me.

After Russell's arrival, Kuonji Arizu, who had always been indifferent to everything and looked awe-inspiring, seemed to become more lively on the surface.

Of course, there needs to be a distinction between anger and irritation.

In fact, there is a lot more tolerance.

Generally speaking, when her pride is touched, such as the existence of witches and the issue of Western-style mansions, Kuonji Arizu will directly denounce the other party or exclude them.

But when facing Russell, she was obviously much more tolerant.

This is because, although she did not know Russell's true identity and did not know whether he was her mother's friend, she did not use magic such as suggestion and hypnosis to test him.

However, when Russell stepped into the mansion, she clearly felt that those PLOYs had a very close feeling towards Russell.

Kuonji Arizuma once asked Robin, the blue robin, about this, and the question she got was very vague - "Miss Arizuma said that, and I don't know why. I just feel particularly close to Mr. Russell."

Although he seems to have no talent for magic, he is particularly loved by fairy tale creatures.

The extent of his love for Russell was such that if he ordered the fairy-tale creatures to attack Russell, they would do so, but they would act like they were fishing, saying slow words to remind Russell to run away while launching attacks that were ridiculously off-target.

The attitude of the fairy tale creatures towards Russell also changed Kuonji Arizu's attitude towards Russell.

At least in terms of tolerance...

2. Breakfast, Co-op, and Trials

"It's time to eat."

After rolling up his shirt sleeves and arranging the sumptuous breakfast beautifully, Russell sat down calmly and greeted Kuonji Yuzu as usual.

At this time, Jiuyuansi Youzhu, who was still a little angry, acted like a child, pretending not to hear.

Normally, if she encountered something that made her unhappy, she would not tolerate it and would leave immediately.

but......

Maybe there are exceptions to everything?

Although Youzhu of Jiuyuan Temple was sulking, she was unconsciously catching sight of the delicious food on the table from the corner of her eyes.

The sausages are fried with crispy skin, and the aroma of meat can be smelled from several meters away.

The bacon looks salty and delicious, and Kuonji Arizuma is able to capture that unique smoky flavor.

The steaming, perfectly tender white eggs were lying on the plate.

The wheat aroma is tempting, and the toast is golden and crispy.

And that cup of steaming hot, bright red tea with a fresh and natural aroma, served in a precious and beautiful antique tea set...

Any one of them alone would have aroused her hunger, let alone all of them combined.

hateful!

Jiuonji Youzhu picked up a newly purchased original fairy tale and opened it.

Although the aroma of breakfast was very tempting, she still couldn't get over the barrier in her heart and didn't want to give in to Russell.

At this time, Kuonji Yuzu's mentality was like "Even if I starve to death or jump off the Western-style house, I will never eat a single bite of the food cooked by you, Russell."

And just as Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu was flipping through the book in his hand with little interest...

"Oh, by the way, I suddenly remembered that I had some personal matters to take care of, so I'll go back to my room first."

Russell stood up hurriedly, as if he had just remembered something important, and walked towards his own room.

Arizu Kuonji waited for a while as if nothing had happened. When she no longer heard the footsteps, she closed the fairy tale book for some reason.

"Mom said that skipping breakfast is bad for your health."

Kuonji Yuju murmured.

When my mother left, what I was most worried about was her health.

In order not to disappoint my mother's expectations, I should listen to her, right?

After finding an excuse for herself, Kuonji Arizu gracefully stood up, sat on the chair at the dining table, and picked up the teacup beside her as if nothing had happened.

The teacup was picked up lightly, and Jiuonji Yuzu took a sip.

There is more than just black tea in it.

As a "black tea expert", Kuonji Arizuma easily distinguished this.

Is this... with orange juice?

Although Jiuyuan Temple Yuzhu prefers the traditional way of drinking black tea, he has to admit that Russell is really good at it.

After taking a sip, not only did a warm feeling spread throughout the body, but the sour and sweet taste of the orange juice also made Jiuyuan Temple Yuzu feel that his taste buds were fully awakened in the early morning.

This made her pick up the golden and crispy toast and put it into her mouth with some anticipation.