Five years have passed since returning from the World Tree.
Time really flew by faster than when I was inside the World Tree.
Various reasons contributed to this; the workload of the Magic Response Agency increased, and Irene Land grew into a metropolis among many others, but the biggest reason was simply this.
“Daddy!”
“Dad!!”
“Dad♫”
“Father! Wake up!!”
My adorable treasures, my four children, all dove onto the bed.
Ugh!
“Cough!!”
But still, being dived on by four 5-year-olds was painful, even for me.
I struggled to open my eyes and looked at my little darlings.
“Kids… if you could wake me up a bit more gently, I would really appreciate it.”
“Umm… no!”
“Because then Dad won’t get up♫”
“And it’s no fun!”
“I read in a book that if you get stimulated in the morning, you can start your day energized. It will surely be good for Father’s health.”
“Th- thanks, Ail. By the way, can you tell me the name of that book?”
I needed to burn that book that gave such strange knowledge immediately.
Back to the main topic, during the past five years, my children were born.
Naturally, I was the dad and their mother was her.
“Mother! I brought Father here!!”
“I slept well. Yuren.”
First came my eldest son, Ail Peacemaker, who, resembling Sylvia, had the face of a golden-haired noble and was the sharpest of all my children.
Without being explicitly taught by me or Sylvia, Ail naturally used honorifics, surprising the adults and excelling at his studies while taking great care of his younger siblings.
The problem was that my gene for fun hadn’t gone anywhere; he didn’t stop his siblings’ mischief and somehow rationalized it all with vast knowledge, escalating matters.
I wished he would resemble me, but I truly didn’t expect him to take after me like that.
“Mom! Dad woke us all up at once today!!”
“Really!? Well done! Our Judy!”
The second daughter, Judy Peacemaker, resembled Julia perfectly and proudly boasted a healthy bronze skin as our family’s top troublemaker.
Judy couldn’t stand a single dull moment and was the most serious when it came to finding fun.
However, she gave me a heart attack multiple times with her clumsy flying magic, doing incredibly dangerous things.
“Yuren! Breakfast is ready! I made your favorite lamb sausages♡”
“No way! What about my beloved omelet?”
“Of course, I made that! It’s what Sona wanted!”
“Yay♡! I’m excited!”
The third daughter, Sona Peacemaker, inherited her mom Sora’s cat ears and had white hair, making her incredibly cute.
She looked just like a kitten you’d want to pinch and made my heart flutter every time I saw her.
Born as a cat hybrid, I worried about her being wild from childhood, but luckily she seemed to have inherited my homebody traits, making her the most settled of my children, playing games at home.
When I was gaming, Sona would fall asleep with her head resting on my knee, which was angelically adorable.
“Mom♫ I learned a new song yesterday.”
“Really? Can you teach me in a bit?”
“Sure♫”
The fourth daughter, Mira Peacemaker, had gorgeous silver hair inherited from me and Mir (Riana).
Thanks to inheriting Mir’s beauty, she was already showing off looks that would enthrall many boys.
Mir had passed her orchestra to the 9th Riana and settled in Irene Land.
She performed in the performance hall of Irene Land and had been teaching Mira to sing ever since she was born.
The mother-daughter duet was the best attraction at our Irene Land performance hall.
And…
“Good morning, Yuren.”
“Good morning, Master. Karuga, good morning, kiss♡”
“Yawn…”
I planted a kiss on the cheek of my adorable youngest son, sound asleep in Master’s arms.
Karuga Peacemaker, born from the union of my Master and me, was now a 5-month-old elf.
There were no half-elves in this world either.
If you were a human, you were born human; if you were an elf, you were born elf, and if even one parent is an elf, there’s almost a 99% chance that the child is born an elf.
However, the pregnancy rate for elves is incredibly low.
Only 1 to 2 elves get pregnant every few hundred years, and it’s much harder if mixed with humans or other races.
In other words, it’s a [Gacha System].
And like before, there’s only one solution to the Gacha system: Pulling many, many times.
My Master and I worked diligently, and after five years, Karuga was finally born.
With cute features resembling my Master and her elf ears, Karuga, inheriting my silver hair, showed signs of becoming a handsome guy even as a baby.
I wasn’t simply blinded as his father; that was undeniable.
“Alright kids, I’m off to work with your mothers.”
“Father, Mother, have a nice day.”
“Dad! Mom! Have a great day!”
“Daddy! See you at dinner! Mom too!”
“Don’t forget my performance time, okay♫?”
“Dadd…dy! Bye!”
With my five kids waving me off, I set off to work.
Sylvia, Julia, Sora, and I were off to work, while Mir usually left in the afternoon, and my Master looked after Karuga at home these days.
My office was still in the southern region, but thanks to the magic power obtained from the World Tree, my teleportation ability had significantly improved, expanding my working area across the entire continent.
Still, since I enjoyed being sent off by my family in the mornings, I commuted from home.
“Godfather! Hello!!”
“Zeke! Are you heading to school?”
“Yep!”
Zeke, the son of Jiren and Karen, was a robust boy with red hair resembling Karen and a spirited personality resembling Jiren.
I became Zeke’s godfather as promised to Jiren, and Zeke was following me well, calling me “Godfather.”
“But where’s your dad? Are you going to school alone?”
“Dad got caught hiding booze from Mom and is in trouble!”
“Oh dear…”
Jiren still lived under Karen’s thumb.
That guy really needs to tone it down since he now has a second kid.
It wasn’t just Jiren and Karen living well after marriage.
Noirin, Barren, Lauren, and nearly everyone in the Irene School had settled down with families and were living happily.
I thought I’d break my back from giving out wedding gifts, but I was still happy seeing families growing.
My main workplace remained the Irene Tower.
The Irene Tower, located in the downtown of Irene Land, which became the largest city in the south, was no longer just our magic tower.
It had transformed into a comprehensive facility conducting administrative functions and practical operations of the Magic Response Agency and was also responsible for the Edward Consortium’s practical approvals and the Irene School’s academic tasks.
“So what do we have to work on today?”
“Well… just saying the number, we have 1,302 tasks to complete.”
“Wow.”
That number always feels dizzyingly overwhelming.
It defies imagination, but since returning from the World Tree, I had handled this level of work every day.
This was possible thanks to the abilities I obtained while accessing the World Tree.
First, [Magic Detection Ability]
I could feel and visualize the magic from the whole world.
With this ability, the biggest task of the Magic Response Agency, detecting demons and finding hidden demon gates, was completed in an instant.
Furthermore, administrative tasks were displayed as if in a simulation game, making them easy to process.
And the most crucial second ability was this.
“Let’s begin.”
Boom! Boom! Boom!
It was the power to create another me, the [Clone Ability].
Clone magic existed already, but it was merely an illusion, not the concept of clones we know.
However, perhaps due to the influence of the World Tree, my clone magic worked perfectly like Naruto’s techniques.
“Then, Yuren A, you take care of the Edward Consortium tasks with me.”
“Yuren B, let’s work on the armor knight audit for the Magic Response Agency.”
“Yuren C and D, please help me with the school management and game confirmations.”
Me and my clones began working with everyone.
When working together like this, no matter how much work there was, it somehow became possible to finish it all in just one day.
Ending the day with overtime and happily spending time with my family was my happiness, so I aimed to finish everything in the afternoon.
Yet strangely, the workload sent by His Majesty the Emperor kept increasing, causing the number of clones I had to use to rise too.
Should I formally complain about this?
I’ve been seriously contemplating lately.
“Yuren, shall we head out?”
“Sure, let’s go.”
After finishing my paperwork, I teleported with Sylvia to Zephia.
Today was the day for the meeting of the “Cultural Management Committee,” a new task added recently.
The “Cultural Management Committee” could be likened to the [Game Rating Commission] from my previous life.
Needless to say, unlike that institution with no rules, regulations, or justice, this one functioned properly, discussing and adjusting issues regarding games and cultural activities from the Three Kingdoms when problems arose.
For example, it was like this.
“Gacha is an evil civilization! To plunge our country into chaos with such a terrible civilization, the Yura Republic will declare war against the Zers Empire!”
Luna, the representative of the “Cultural Management Committee” from the Yura Republic, proclaimed.
Luna was a cat hybrid with brown fur resembling Sora and a big fan of the Three Kingdoms.
The problem was, perhaps because she liked war games, she always ended up saying they’ll declare war.
Returning to the main topic, a Gacha business model had surfaced in the gaming industry.
I don’t know if it was created by a reincarnator like me or appeared naturally, but the Gacha business from Gilbert Corporation’s “Hero Academy” had ensnared people with its incredible addictiveness, creating social issues due to excessive sales.
In particular, the Yura Republic saw civilian bankruptcies arise, leading to our decision to step in.
“Then let’s stop the Hero Academy services and impose fines to deal with this.”
“That alone isn’t enough.”
Upon saying they would end the game’s service, Luna thought it was insufficient.
Having experienced the Gacha era in my previous life, I could tell that simply shutting down a game wouldn’t resolve the situation.
“The existing payment systems won’t disappear. Forcing all games to shut down will likely push it underground and turn it into gambling.”
“So what can we do?”
Everyone from the Cultural Management Committee looked to me.
I shared my thoughts on a solution.
“Let’s introduce a spending cap.”
“A cap?”
“A ceiling?”
Appropriate gacha mechanics provide thrill to games.
However, endless spending pushes the game into gambling territory.
Therefore, what’s needed is a ceiling system that clearly defines a limit.
I shared the concept of this spending cap system with about 10% of the figures I experienced in my previous life, and we organized the problem.
“Kids, I’m back.”
[“Daddy!!!”]
“Welcome back, Brother Yuren.”
“Yuren, good job!”
After handling all the work, I returned home via teleportation with Sylvia, Julia, and Sora.
My loving children, Mir, and my Master welcomed me back.
No matter how far I went or how much work awaited me, I always made it a point to gather back home like this every day.
“Daddy!! Jump! Jump!!”
“Ail, don’t be a wuss and accept defeat!!”
“You’re the one who should die, Judy!!”
We played “Super Brothers Smash,” a game featuring all characters from our Irene School.
Judy was about to die from Ail’s attack, and I blew everyone away with a laser item and claimed victory.
Kids, Daddy gives it his all in every game. Heh heh heh.
Another delightful day passes by.
This time spent enjoying games with my children and everyone was my happiest moment.
Another day full of happy memories was created.
Watching my children play, I asked everyone.
“Are you all happy?”
At my words, Sylvia, Julia, and Sora responded with bright smiles.
“I’m happy.”
“So am I!”
“I’m happy too.”
Mir showed a slightly disappointed expression.
Then she leaned against me and said,
“I think I’m a bit less happy since I joined late. Maybe dinner with you, Yuren, will make me happy…”
It was Mir showing many new sides of herself since our marriage.
And my Master came over holding Karuga and said to me,
“Daddy! Daddy!”
“Yuren, Karuga says he’s happy too.”
I embraced both my Master and Karuga, feeling the warmth.
All this happiness began with my gaming experiences from my previous life.
There were tough times and painful moments, but I had finally reached the moment I craved.
While games gave me trials, they also led me to this happy ending.
Games have already rooted themselves in this world.
Even when I’m gone, countless versions of me will keep creating and progressing games.
And I too will enjoy this process as one gamer.
As long as there are people seeking fun,
Games will continue to bring us joy.
The end – Fantasy Game Developer of Another World.
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