Mob Protagonist ~ Mob in the Novel But There is a Problem

Chapter50，Part1

Chapter 50.1. Seeking The Means To Obtain Power!

-Miu’s POV-

The warm, glorious sunlight pours down on a two-story house standing alone on a plain. It was a peaceful world where spring was in full bloom, birds were singing, and young buds were heralding the arrival of spring.

A pretty little brick house, surrounded by a low wooden fence, with its back to the forest, was flanked by a small barn, a small pond, a splendid field that could be called a kitchen garden, and a little. In the distance, a beautiful river sparkles on the water’s surface, and fish jump from time to time.

Beyond the river is the ocean, and a white beach. Crabs rustle, and shells lie on the beach. However, the sea breeze does not seem to reach the beach, and the crops in the fields are growing vigorously. Next to the forest, there’s a 5 meter rocky hill with colorful palm-like trees, but with leaves in all colors of the rainbow.

There was no other house on the wide expanse of land. There was only one house. It’s a resort villa. Those who saw the house might think so. There was nothing around it.

However, this house is a house that exists in another dimension. This space existed for the sake of this one house. Forests, plains, oceans, rivers, fish, and even plants.

No, it did not exist for the house. It existed only for the owner of this house.

It’s a small world. But still a world that exists only for one person.

Its name is [My Room]

It is a world that exists for a beautiful girl with game specifications.

Inside the house is a beautiful girl who will be in the 4th grade the week after next. She’s a beautiful girl with silvery gray hair, a friendly smile, ice-blue eyes shining like sapphires, and a pretty face.

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She is a beautiful girl reincarnated in the world of a popular called [The Night of Magic], and her name is Takano Miu. I’m not going to add certain characteristics because it would make her a little girl. Let’s leave the word “inside” as the main one.

The petite girl’s sitting on a fluffy carpet in the spacious living room with an atrium up to the second floor. She’s thinking and rolling around.

She’s now a master of spinning back and forth, thanks to her daily practice. I may not be proud of my mastery, but I was rolling like a car tire.

Gentlemen must be flooded with requests for permission to take pictures of the beautiful girl rolling around, as they thought it was also a cute sight. In that case, I would answer that an SLR camera would be fine. The reason is that SLR cameras are now super high-end products, and I can feel their enthusiasm for photographing beautiful girls.

Geri and Freki, who had turned into puppies, were running around wagging their tails in a thousand different directions, hoping Kororin Korororin and Freki would play with them around the rolling girl. Those wolves can turn into puppies. They are adorable puppies.

Putting all that aside, after finishing today’s routine of practicing her rolling technique, Miu wiped her sweat with the towel on the back of the sofa and dove onto the sofa with a plop. Then, in a rough, tired tone unbecoming of a beautiful girl, she muttered.

“Ah, I want power.”

Miu’s face, unusually protective and childish for a girl like Miu, twisted as she spoke of her recent troubles.

The other roommate’s face twitches in surprise at that line, and his one-eyed gaze glints.

“That’s unusual. Didn’t your strength increase the other day?”

Sitting on the sofa, clattering the crystal touch keyboard floating on the table and looking at the hologram-type monitor floating in the air, is Odin, the ancient Norse sorcerer, and god. He has taken off his broad-brimmed hat but still touches his shaggy chin-length white beard repeatedly, as if out of habit. The cloak he wears is old and aged, and even if he told someone he was a god, they would not admit it from his appearance, even if they were joking.

To be honest, he smells poor. His indifference to appearance is befitting of a seeker who strives for wisdom.

“It’s not about levels. Look, there are other types of power, right?”

“Ah, power and wealth. Indeed, those are far more powerful than simple power.”

I look at Odin, who is looking at the monitor and blind-touching at high speed again. What’s he doing?

“That’s a futuristic computer where you can search for adventurer’s guild quests and news while you’re in [My Room], right? Why are you typing on the keyboard?”

I tilted my head and looked at him questioningly. The beautiful girl with the curious look on her face is also adorable. Grandpa is rapidly gaining knowledge, even though he didn’t know a shred of modern magic recently. His blind touch is no longer so fast that I can see afterimages.

The terminal Grandpa is holding is an item for checking quests in the game for users who don’t want to bother going to the Adventurer’s Guild every time.

“Mm. It’s hard to live in this world without a family register. I’m hacking into the government office with this terminal and making a family register for myself.”

“Yeah. Isn’t that a crime? Security now not only checks for viruses but also detects suspicious activity.”

It is a crime. I know because, in my previous life, I had security-related work, but this life seems to be on the same level, so it’s pretty difficult. It’s easy to be found out. What if they find out? Hmm? What would this house show up in the logs? Will it output IPs or something? This is a subspace.

“I hacked into the terminal using your house to try it out and found out that there was no IP or other intrusions route out. It seems that the network connection system of this terminal is above the technology of this world. However, since the operation remains, I ordered it not to log it at the machine control.”

“Wow, that’s the best of both worlds. You can do anything you want, right?”

Did he use [Machine Control] at the same time? It’s too powerful not to leave a log. I can rule the world.