Infinite Checkpoint Project: No Game No Life

On the other side, Izuna and Sora were locked in an intense battle...

Unlike Haruya's situation, the constant killing of NPCs by the siblings and Izuna to replenish their energy had caused more and more NPCs to gather in their respective areas.

By deducing each other's positions based on the NPCs' movements, they began exchanging fire.

Izuna, wielding a , leaped between buildings, her high physical stats allowing her to move flexibly across different structures.

Since Sora and Shiro were just 'Immanity', Izuna held an absolute advantage in terms of physical ability.

Looking down at the siblings below, Izuna crouched low, raised her gun, and prepared for her next ambush.

Meanwhile, the broadcast on the other side left the Immanity, Werebeast, and Elven spectators utterly speechless. It was more like they were thinking, 'What the heck are these two idiots doing?'

But the Immanity spectators didn't dare say it out loud, as one of them was a Flügel. The elderly Werebeast, Hatsuse Ino, also remained silent.

He quietly used a frequency only Werebeasts could hear and whispered:

| ~Don't worry, that Flügel idiot is busy doing something ridiculous with Nangou-dono. She won't be able to interfere for now. ~|

| Something ridiculous, desu? |

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"Yes! Exactly! It's just not right!"

Uttering a complaint, Haruya struck a pose mimicking someone scrubbing themselves with a towel, crossing his legs in a way that somewhat resembled a JoJo pose...

"Watch closely, Jibril-san. This is the correct way to bathe! How can you possibly bathe with just one hand? You need both hands!"

"That's not true! Although the topic has strayed a bit, using one hand to bathe while doing something else with the other is the correct way! You can bathe with one while you read a book with the other!"

"Isn't that just reading? Reading in the bathroom will get the book wet, you know."

With both hands as if carrying something, Haruya stood on the ground, swaying his arms back and forth, mimicking the act of scrubbing...

"If you use magic, you can prevent the water from touching the book, so it's fine. And what kind of pose is that? This is how you do it."

Jibril raised her left hand as if holding a book, while her right hand scrubbed her chest. The bouncing of her chest elicited an "Oooohhh~" from the audience.

"This is how it's done. And when washing your body, you should start from the top, right?"

Jibril scrubbed her chest while pointing a finger with her left hand.

"Washing from top to bottom prevents dirt from recontaminating the skin below, doesn't it?"

"That's true, but I still insist on washing from bottom to top."

Haruya twisted his body, moving his hands from bottom to top.

"Jibril-san, you probably think washing from bottom to top would cause dirt from above to fall onto the skin you're washing, right? But your method does the same thing. Washing from top to bottom causes dirt from above to fall onto the skin you're cleaning, making it dirtier and prolonging bath time. That's a waste of life!"

"No, no, when bathing, you should always wash from top to bottom. How could anyone wash from bottom to top?"

"That's because your perspective is too narrow, Jibril-san."

"You think my perspective is narrow? I didn't read all those books in the library for nothing. About the earlier topic, you always wash your hands first when bathing, right?"

"Shouldn't you wash your feet first?" Haruya began pretending to scrub his feet, "If you wash your feet first, you don't have to worry about bending over to wash them later."

"Just sit down, like this." Jibril, sitting on the stairs, pretended to scrub her body from top to bottom.

Haruya usually washed his feet first, then his hands, while Jibril did the opposite.

"And washing your wings is also important!"

"No, no, Jibril-san, we humans don't have wings."

"Then wash your... balls."

"...Anyway, there's a difference between washing your hands first and washing your feet first. Instead of arguing about this..." Haruya tilted his head, "Should you wash your hair while bathing?"

"Some people do that, you know." Jibril nodded, as if remembering something.

"Back in my hometown, there were people who washed their hair while bathing."

"But isn't bathing just about cleaning your body?"

"The definition of bathing is an act of removing sweat, dirt, and oil to relieve fatigue. In other words, any action that cleanses the body is considered bathing, and that includes washing your hair."

"Ah, I see. I also remember a bathing weight-loss method."

Haruya gave up on his twisted bathing pose and cleared his throat before saying:

"The order is... NO.1 Arms [from the outer side of the arm, starting at the joint and moving toward the fingertips] "

"NO.2 Legs [from the outer side of the thigh down to the ankle, applying pressure]"

"NO.3 Abdomen [gently massage along the direction of intestinal movement]"

"NO.4 Buttocks [rotate and massage to lift the butt!]"

"Noted, noted." Jibril seriously memorized Haruya's words and pinched her own abdomen.

She didn't look particularly fat, just a normal figure.

But even Flügel girls, like ordinary women, are interested in losing weight...

"I never expected you to be so knowledgeable about bathing, Haruya-sama. Have you studied it in depth?"

"Not at all."

Although he had once entered a women's bathhouse, he quickly reloaded a Checkpoint before getting killed. After all, that was a completely reckless and degenerate act.

"By the way, about where Master and the others bathe..."

"Mostly under the arms and around the stomach, right..."

"How do you know that?"

"Just like you Flügel have wings, we humans also have our own bathing methods."

Of course, this was a lie. As long as Jibril didn't ask the siblings, Haruya's lie would hold.

"Okay, now that the small talk is over, I must quickly defeat you."

"It's about time..." Haruya believed that Izuna had already suppressed Sora and Shiro by now, and the next part of the plot would unfold.

Izuna would be hit by Steph, and Haruya had to prevent that from happening.

But how could he escape from here? How could he avoid Jibril's pursuit?

Thinking this, he didn't waste any more time and instead took the initiative, firing his gun.

"Taking the first move won't work on me!" Jibril quickly stood up and chased after Haruya with enough force to nearly shatter the ground.

Facing the pursuer behind him, Haruya, who was far from fast enough, was quickly caught by Jibril.

The trigger was pulled, and...

<< Checkpoint: Reload >>

"Ugh!"

Using a clumsy, falling motion to dodge Jibril's attack, Haruya repeatedly pulled the trigger.

"Give up, Haruya-sama!"

"Hmph!" Haruya snorted, pulling a from his pocket and throwing it.

Faced with a bomb at close range, Jibril released him and backed away.

The bomb hit Haruya, and then...

"Ah... I'm so handsome. Why didn't I notice this before? Maybe I'm the reincarnation of the legendary Narcissus. My handsome face, perfect jawline, body contours that exude charm, deep and wise eyes... Flügel over there, why aren't you kneeling before my handsome appearance? Ah, I never want to be apart from myself!"

'He had become narcissistic...' Jibril, standing opposite him, showed a complicated expression.

"Ah, I need to go back and see how handsome I was before..."

Even though he had become narcissistic, he hadn't forgotten his ability...

<< Checkpoint: Reload >>

"Everything that just happened... was just an illusion, right?"

He wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"What are you talking about, Haruya-sama?"

Jibril, pinning Haruya to the ground, pointed her gun at him.

Well, let's think of a way to escape this crisis without becoming narcissistic...

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