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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

After settling in, they skimmed the handwritten menu displayed on the wall.

Evan leaned in, squinting. "Alright, what are we getting this time? We can't just keep ordering 'the thing that looks like pizza.'"

Pierre sighed. "You could just learn the actual names of the food."

"I could," Evan said. "But I won't."

"Somehow, that doesn't surprise me," Carmen muttered. "I also don't think they have it here in this restaurant."

"I think they do, here it is," Maria showed the menu.

Evidently, "the thing that looked like pizza" was a common food around here.

The waiter arrived, a young Beastman with sharp golden eyes and a clearly overworked expression.

"What'll it be?" he asked, not even attempting to hide his exhaustion.

Mei ordered first. "I'll have drake pepper stew and flatbread."

Pierre followed. "Something heavy. Meat platter."

Maria and Carmen glanced at each other before settling on seafood skewers.

The Results