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The MMORPG 'EVR' was released unexpectedly one day, along with its advanced equipment that allowed players to fully immerse themselves in the game, even though prior VR technology wasn't nearly as realistic.

To prevent people from replacing their real lives with the game, the servers were shut down during the day and on weekends.

I was the best at the game, but since I had no friends or family, I could only watch and bet on sports while waiting for the servers to reopen—until the day I died and regressed to a week before the game was released.

I know everything that will happen in the game.

I know the game is not just realistic; it's real.

And for some reason, I don't need to log out!

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This is a no-harem story. It starts off quickly after narrating unnecessary details, so I suggest reading at least a few chapters to get to the heart of the story.

I Don't Need To Log Out

"So... what do you want me to do?" Zack asked cautiously, his eyes narrowing.

June tapped her chin theatrically. "Hmm, let's see. Oh! I know! You're going to act like a chicken for the next five minutes."

"A chicken?!" Zack sputtered, his face turning red.

"Yep," June said, her tone sweet and innocent. "Complete with flapping wings, clucking sounds, and everything. A bet's a bet, remember?"

"This is reasonable," she countered, crossing her arms. "You agreed, and I won fair and square. So, let's hear it—'Bawk bawk!'"

"Do it, Zack," Pierre said, stifling a giggle. "I want to see this."

Zack groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "Fine," he muttered. "But you're all going to owe me after this."

He took a deep breath, flapped his arms awkwardly like wings, and let out a half-hearted, "Bawk."

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