Infinite Checkpoint: No Game No Life

{T/N: I feel like it's time I used the proper pronouns when addressing Plum... On the NARRATION at the very least...}

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The Siren Queen, Laila Lorelei, had just awakened from an eight-hundred-year cold sleep, so she still needed rest and nourishment.

Even though cold sleep could preserve her consciousness and 'freeze' her bodily functions to prevent death from starvation, she still needed time to adjust to the current situation.

Additionally, as Laila and Haruya were the Siren's Queen and King respectively, one of them had to stay in Océando to manage affairs. Naturally, that person had to be Laila...

As the saying goes, actions speak louder than words. Haruya planned to set off today for the Eastern Federation Embassy in Elkia to declare 'war'.

The only person he could take with him was Plum, as the Sirens couldn't survive on land for long.

Of course, while it was possible to provide Sirens with living conditions on land using pools or tanks, but that would reduce efficiency, so it was a no-go.

Thus, Haruya planned to set out today with Plum, taking the Sirens' Race Piece for one final gamble.

However, accidents always happen when you least expect them. This often occurred when Haruya planned his 'Perfect Purchase Bonuses', and most of them were fatal accidents…

Ahem, ahem. Let's not dwell on the unpleasant past. This time, the accident wasn't something Haruya disliked...

Haruya's daughter, Mihama, insisted on following Haruya no matter what anyone said.

"Well, there's no helping it. You can come along."

After instructing others to prepare a mobile pool large enough for Mihama, Haruya made his final preparations, "Hey, Laila, don't think I don't know you're trying to sneak into the cargo box."

"Hmph… How unfair! You're taking Mihama but not me!"

"Are you an idiot? Or is your brain really that soft? Océando needs you. You'll have to handle all the things only the Queen can manage."

"If that's what my dear says, then… Ahhh, I'm so happy!" The Queen cupped her face, squirming with delight. Her ornaments sparkled in the sunlight, as did her drool…

After having Amira take care of the foolish Queen, Haruya checked the necessary items and left Océando with Plum and Mihama.

Their mode of transportation was a magic-powered vehicle. Thanks to this, Haruya promised Plum some of his bodily fluids, but only after Mihama fell asleep.

However, giving his bodily fluids to a trap was a rather awkward experience.

Once on land, Haruya noticed that the sunlight here wasn't as comfortable as the lighting in Océando, but the fresh air felt nice.

With Plum who had consumed enough of Haruya's sweat the previous night driving the vehicle, Haruya played with Mihama in the pool at the back.

Embarking on an adventure in another world with his daughter... who else could experience something like this?

Looking at the items he had brought:

- Disinfectant, to clean the water.

- Bathing supplies, for Mihama's baths.

- Easily digestible snacks, Mihama's food.

- Clothes made by Laila, Mihama's change of clothes.

Yes, everything for Mihama was well-prepared.

Haruya had heard that Sirens could clean themselves in water. He wondered if that was true.

Sitting nearby, Mihama played with a floating board in the pool.

"Papa, haha!" She scooped up water and splashed it on Haruya, raising her hands triumphantly, "Wet, wet!"

Haruya smiled, "As long as you're happy. By the way, Sirens are such a fascinating race. Should we add some ice?"

"Ice too cold. This, this." Having interacted with Haruya and the others for a while, Mihama could now say some simple words.

She rejected Haruya's suggestion to add ice, pointing to other wooden boards, seemingly very interested in them.

Haruya found it truly marvelous that just a strand of hair could create a daughter…

He gently stroked Mihama's head. Her hair was incredibly smooth and straight.

Haruya's hair was slightly wavy, while Mihama's hair resembled her 'mother' Laila's beautiful and lustrous appearance.

"Papa? What's that?"

"That's a dragon."

"Can I eat?"

"I don't think so… Are you hungry?"

Mihama shook her head.

At that moment, Plum, who was supposed to be driving, crawled into the back.

"Plum, who's going to drive if you're not?"

"Don't worry, Haru-kun. I used an auto-pilot spell combined with item control, so the vehicle will automatically head to the Eastern Federation Embassy in Elkia."

"Ah, I see."

Magic was indeed convenient. Why didn't modern humans use magic?

Also, the idea that a thirty-year-old virgin could become a wizard was a lie!

"Haru-kun, do you have any surefire way to win this war? The Siren Queen trusts you, but I still don't fully understand."

Even if Plum understood, 'he' would still ask.

Plum was someone who calculated everything carefully, always seeking the maximum benefit for his race, the Dhampir.

If Haruya failed, the Sirens would fall under the control of the Werebeasts, and the situation would change drastically.

The Dhampir didn't want to make enemies with any race right now…

"Let me tell you my secret weapon."

"I'm all ears."

As before, Haruya wiped the water off Mihama's face and said, "I have the ability to predict the future, though I can't use it freely. But you know what predicting the future means for games, right?"

"...Predicting the future..." Plum pressed further, "Is it magic? Or some special spell from the Elves? Or perhaps the witchcraft of Immanity's shamans?"

"None of those. It's simply predicting the future."

"Simply…? That kind of explanation…"

"Plum." Haruya made Plum look at him, then picked up some Océando specialties and snacks he had brought along, "Want to share some snacks?"

"Papa! Me too."

"Since you insist…" Plum reluctantly agreed.

After some time on the road, the sky gradually darkened.

Countless stars appeared in the sky. Haruya opened the vehicle's roof so Mihama in the pool could see the sky.

"So pretty, Papa. Look at that."

"That star is huge." Haruya nodded.

"That's the moon, Haru-kun."

"I know that."

As they spoke, the three of them gazed at the sky, slowly closing the distance to their destination...