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ShangriLa Frontier Chapter 303 Part 1

ShangriLa Frontier Chapter 303: A Strange Fated Reunion Shrouded In the Scent of Apples Part 1

Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Fuck this fucking countryside environment! God fucking damn it! Holy fucking shit, with so many open spaces there is literally fucking nowhere to hide!

「Emul, sorry to say this, but…… There is going to be a schedule change here! At this rate, under those circumstances registering with the guild is going to be pretty much impossible!」

「Kyuh……」

「Wake the fuck up! This is hardly the time to be falling asleep, god damn it!」

「Fugyuh!? Good morning Sanraku-saMUGUGUH!?!?」

「And could you please keep that fucking mouth of yours shut for a moment or two? Please! This is extremely important here!」

I somehow managed to escape from the Dress-Up Corps by diving into the crowd of onlookers, using the Holy Grail’s power to change into a woman and changing my clothes on the go at high speed. At the same time I woke Emul up with a karate chop, and I had to cover his mouth with my hand right afterwards, because while still rubbing his eyes and seeing the dramatic pursuit scene that was happening right now he wanted to scream out loud.

Just like that, we somehow managed to make it all the way to the exit of Firstia, and we were at the doorstep of the very first exploration zone: Rampart Woods.

It also seems that the onlookers finally managed to realize that I played them for fools, because upon realizing that I have escaped there was a huge commotion blowing up in the center of the town. People were looking around and shouting “What happened!? Where did he go!?” Yeah, it is for the best that we leave Firstia for now and wait for the commotion to subside.

「Listen up, Emul…… When it comes to rabbits, it is just like that, right? You run a whole lot, you eat a whole lot and then you sleep a whole lot, right? That’s just what rabbits do, right……?」

「Huh? I-I guess so……?」

It’s alright. No one in this city should know about who Sanrako is. At least that’s how it’s supposed to be. I mean, at first I thought I should evacuate into the safe space of the INVENTORY, but then I gave up on that idea completely. Main argument here being that I had no idea just for how long I would have to stay cooped up in there.

God fucking damn it, you stupid godly game! It is midnight for crying out loud! Why is there so many players being logged in!? Especially since it is weekday! …… Oh yeah, that’s right. I forgot that today’s Friday, so that would explain a whole lot. Well, fuck me.

「Alright, listen up Emul, here is what we are going to do: we are going to blend in with the background. Just a typical, common scene, the one that you can see everywhere you go at any time of the day: just two female players strolling around town……」

「You must be Sanraku, right?」

「POHYOH!?」

At that moment I thought that my heart was about to pop out right out of my mouth.

「Nope, nope, nope! I’m not “Sanraku”! My name is “Sanrako!” I’m most terribly sorry, but I’m afraid that you have the wrong person here!」

「And I am her imitation, just as you canBUBUBUH!?!?」

EMUL!!! FOR THE LOVE OF FUCK!!! PLEASE SHUT! THE! FUCK! UP! YOU’RE RUINING EVERYTHING!!!

The voice that almost caused my heart to pop out through my mouth was a male one, and a rather low in tone at that. I turned around while trying to put on my best kind of smile, and there he was: a male player with long brown hair tied into a ponytail. His facial features were both rough and somewhat dignified, and he had a scar running all the way from his nose to his left cheek. That kind of a male player was staring right at me, grinning so widely that I could have easily count his teeth even from this distance.

「Ah, no need to worry. It’s not like I want to stop you or anything like that. There is just one small thing that I would like to make sure of. Once I do that you can be on your way, I’m not going to tell anyone else where you are heading. So rest assured.」

「…… Is that right? So? What is it that you want to make sure of?」

「You see, I happen to be “φ Sur “vival. Do you happen to be “μMuse” Sanraku?」

「!!!!!!!!!」

Hearing those words, my heart may have even popped right out of me through my mouth. I would not be able to tell, either way.

At the same time as that man asked me that very specific question, I also happened to receive a friend request. The name of that player was apparently “Survival” in this game, and for a moment out there two dialogue boxed floated right in front of my face: “Yes” and “No” options. The intention behind that request was something that did not need words for me to understand.

「…… “Survivor”? As in “the person who survived being stranded on the deserted island”? That kind of survivor?」

「Exactly the same…… But who would have thought that we are going to meet one another in here! Talk about a coincidence!」

You can say that again. It is truly a ridiculous coincidence that we happen to meet right here in this game out of all the possible places. I guess fate can truly have an odd sense of humor here.

For you see, it just so happens that I happened to have met this guy before in the past, in an entirely different game. So after a brief moment of pause and silent looking at the friend request that was hovering right in front of my face, I finally decided to accept it. It’s not like I have not reunited with buddies from different games before, but this player right here is what you might have called a special case. This here player is one of my buddies from the game Survival Gunman…… although at the time he was going by the name of “Mackerel Gun”. It was supposed to be a play on words derived from some letter of the Greek alphabet apparently, and our relationship in that game was complex…… or should I say complicated? Anyways, we happen to go a way back.

「There is a whole lot of things that I would like to talk to you about, but…… I guess that you happened to step in some sort of a big mess once more. …… Just go and give me a call once the things happen to settle down for you, alright?」

「Okay, sure thing.」

We both smile at one another and then we each go our separate ways, as if this whole meeting did not even take place to begin with. It also seems as though this here Survival was talking to some people from the Tias Dress-Up Corps, but he was kind enough as to not tell them anything about me.

「Sanraku-san, was that someone you know?」

「Hmm? Oh, yeah…… Yeah, I guess that you can say that.」