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Ending Maker SS #17 To Earth (10)
Nickname: Kowabunga.
26 years old.
Freelance.
To be more specific, I am an illustrator specializing in game art.
Instead of holding a tablet fan, he was pounding away at his keyboard, preaching his point.
Kowabunga: [Don’t you smell something?]
AAA: [What’s that smell? Did you fart?]
Kowabunga: [Miss. Daddy jokes really annoy me. Stop talking nonsense like that. I’m talking about Abok and Nobok.]
This is how the incident began.
Two days ago from now.
The chatroom members, who had known each other for several years but had never even used the common Deco voice chat, decided to have an offline meeting.
In fact, although they didn’t show it much, Kowabunga was also really looking forward to the offline meeting.
AAA was obviously just an old man, but it was impossible to make a proper guess about the rest of the members.
‘Surprise!’
It was too hasty to judge a man or woman just by looking at their speech online.
Whether it’s a man or a woman, whether it’s old or young.
These were all things you couldn’t know until you actually met them.
‘It’s not like I have any particular evil intentions.’
Wouldn’t it be fun anyway!
Of course, there were worries.
Because once you know what reality is like, your online relationships can change too.
For example, for a really, really, really example, this is impossible, but let’s say AAA is a woman.
That too, Kowabunga himself is of the same age.
Then, can we still play around and have sex like before?
Of course, you can play, but it won’t be exactly the same as before.
Chatroom members who have been in a relationship for several years now.
Although they had never met before, they were very precious relationships to Kowabunga, so while he was excited, he was also worried.
And on the day of the meeting.
As if it were a twist of fate, I suddenly had to adjust my work schedule and the meeting ended up not being able to attend.
At that moment, three thoughts simultaneously occurred in Kowabunga’s head.
‘Oh, I really wanted to go out.’
‘Maybe it’s better if we just don’t meet like this.’
‘What if everyone else meets up and becomes friends with me? Will I be the only one bullied?’
But before I could choose one of these three thoughts and delve deeper, other news came one after another.
AAA: [I also suddenly have so many deliveries coming in that I don’t think I can go out.]
Namman Cat: [I’m really sorry, something urgent came up all of a sudden······.]
‘AAA, did you do any delivery work?’
Anyway, I got word that AAA and Namman Cat would not be able to attend the meeting.
A situation where three out of five are missing.
AAA: [But Nobok and Abok came out, right?]
Kowabunga: [That’s right. Besides, when we said we couldn’t go, you both said it was a meeting place. How much were you both looking forward to?]
It must have been 30 minutes before the appointment time.
Namman Cat: [Anyway, what you’re saying is that the two of you must have met that day, right? And you lied to us and said you didn’t meet.]
Kowabunga: [Oh! Isn’t that right? It’s so strange that two people who had already arrived at the meeting place just turned around and left because no one else showed up.]
AAA: [Naru-Hodo.]
Kowabunga: [And you all saw it. That day, neither of them logged into Hero Chronicles 2 all day, didn’t say anything in the group chat, and ignored all personal messages. The two behind them are okay. But has there ever been a day when those two didn’t log into Hero Chronicles 2? How could they not log in for 24 hours? Of all people, those two?]
AAA: [I can’t help but feel a sense of Kingly.]
Namman Cat: [No, well… but if the two of you really met, there would be no reason for you to lie to us… right?]
Kowabunga: [Why isn’t it there! The two of them met! Oh! Their eyes! Hit! Maybe they met!]
AAA: [Oh.]
Namman Cat: [Who, are you looking at?]
Kowabunga: [Nobok, when you see him chatting normally, he’s cute. Maybe he’s a cute pretty boy. Or a pretty girl.]
AAA: [Oh… Is this a BL story about the rough guy Aboki and the cute pretty boy Noboki······.]
Kowabunga: [Or maybe it’s the rough guy Abok and the cute girl Nobok. No. Maybe Abok is a girl.]
AAA: [If Abok was a girl… I think she would be a cool beauty with a cold impression who would look good in a suit.]
Kowabunga: [You’re indifferent to other people, but you only show your emotions to Nobok? You’re full of gaps?]
AAA: [Ugh. Juji is acting weird.]
Namman Cat: [Perverted little guys.]
Kowabunga: [Anyway, it’s a clear possibility! And look at this chat log!]
What Kowabunga displayed on the screen was a conversation log from yesterday, when the two people who had gone missing at the meeting returned from the game.
Yellow Storm: [Abok is coming.]
Outboxer009: [Noha.]
Namman Cat: [What is that?]
Kowabunga: [No, those two met and it ended like that, right?]
AAA: [That doesn’t make sense. Besides, yesterday was the ranking announcement day. Nobok should have provoked, and Abok should have counter-provoked.]
Kowabunga: [That’s it! But you just said hello like that? What’s even more suspicious is what happens next!]
Kowabunga displayed different logs on the screen in succession.
Outboxer009: [Oh, I’m number one.]
Yellow Storm: [Ugh, disintegration.]
Outboxer009: [Try harder.]
Yellow Storm: [Next time, I will definitely get first place.]
Outboxer009: [Work hard.]
That was it.
That’s really all there was to it!
Kowabunga: [Does that make sense? Does that make sense?]
Abok-i teases Nobok-i like that and then ends it?
No, that wasn’t a joke.
Besides, the Nobok didn’t break down much either.
Kowabunga: [It smells… It smells really, really suspicious…]
Kowabunga: [The two met each other on the first day of the meeting.]
Kowabunga: [Nobok was a younger female college student, and Abok was a bit older, so she was a member of society with financial power.]
Kowabunga: [Aboki suggested that we eat together, so we ate, and since we were already meeting, we decided to hang out and use the things we had originally planned as a date route.]
AAA: [After dinner, take me by car?]
Kowabunga: [That’s right! Then trouble occurs… Abok says, ‘Wouldn’t you like to take a break?’]
AAA: [Ouch! No dirty stuff!]
Namman Cat: [What are those crazy guys doing to my friends?]
Kowabunga: [But it’s definitely possible! It could happen!]
The excited Kowabunga continued his hypothesis.
Kowabunga: [And the two spent the night together, and then went their separate ways at lunchtime the next day. If you think about it this way, all your questions are answered.]
Namman Cat: [What the heck is this question that’s being answered?]
AAA: [The two suddenly lost contact after lunch. They didn’t log into the game all night. They only logged in the next afternoon. The point here is that the two disappeared and reappeared almost at the same time.]
Kowabunga: [That’s it AAA! Well done!]
Namman Cat: [I have to get out of here.]
AAA: [But don’t you think the cool beauty older sister Aboki and the lively beastly guy Nobok are more appealing?]
Kowabunga: [This is something to think about.]
As always, when Kowabunga and AAA started talking nonsense, Nammangoyangi- Kim Hye-eun took her hands off the keyboard and picked up her cell phone instead.
‘It can’t be real, right?’
Kim Hye-eun knew the real appearance of Nobok, even if she didn’t know Aboki.
It’s not because she doesn’t dress up, but she is a real gem, a pretty, cute, and lovable girl. That’s Nobok.
‘It’s definitely a bit suspicious······.’
This time, he didn’t get first place either, but he didn’t seem particularly upset.
Should I say that it feels as if the resentment from before has already been resolved on the other side?
‘Have you ever beaten Abok with anything else?’
And if he really did beat Abok, then it would have been a story of the two meeting.
In reality, not in Heroes Chronicles 2.
‘Suspicious.’
This is really, really suspicious.
When I ask him about what happened two days ago, he keeps trying to avoid answering.
But it was at that very moment.
KakaoTalk!
Kim Hye-eun, who was startled by the sudden notification sound and almost dropped her phone, looked at the screen in a panic.
A familiar name came to mind.
Yuhee: [Sister, sister. Are you free this weekend?]
Hong Yu-hee.
Noboki’s real name.
Kim Hye-eun narrowed her eyes at the sudden question and began tapping her cell phone to answer.
Hye-eun: [What happened all of a sudden?]
Yuhee: [No, I was thinking of doing some shopping.]
Hye-eun: [Shopping? If you’re going to buy a hoodie and sneakers, just buy them online. It’s much cheaper that way.]
Yuhee: [Ah, no. Not the hoodie······.]
Hye-eun: [Isn’t that a hoodie?]
Yuhee: [Anyway, I want to buy some pretty clothes, like a skirt. And some cosmetics, hehe.]
Kim Hye-eun put her face away from her cell phone for a moment.
And then I read the messages Hong Yu-hee sent once again.
What is he saying now?
Want to buy a skirt?
Want to buy cosmetics?
In short, do you want to dress up nicely?
“Who is that guy?”
Fortunately, it only came out as a voice.
That’s why Kim Hye-eun had time to think before typing anything.
And the bottom line of that thought was so clear.
‘Is this really Abok?’
Really, Abok?
But what on earth did you like so much, or rather, what on earth happened that day that made Hong Yu-hee, a hikikomori, think of coming out first?
‘There it is.’
The fact that they were planning it in the first place meant that Hong Yu-hee was thinking of meeting them a second time.
‘What on earth does Abok look like?’
No, aside from his looks, what on earth does he do?
How old are you?
What is your gender?
First of all, you’re a guy, right?
Yuhee: [Sister?]
Hye-eun: [Uh, yeah. Okay. Uh… How about Saturday? Let’s meet at Hongdae around 4 o’clock on Saturday?
Yuhee: [Yeah, yeah. Four o’clock in Hongdae. Thanks, Unnie.]
Hye-eun: [I should be grateful.]
And Kim Hye-eun paused for a moment and thought about it.
Should I ask here?
Should I ask about Aboki?
‘No, now is not the time.’
If you ask rashly now, there is a high chance that Hong Yu-hee will hesitate and run away.
So I had to ask him face to face on Saturday afternoon.
‘Nobok and Abok······.’
Two people who have been fighting for six years.
But the moment the two people met on the day of the meeting, they started to like each other?
‘What kind of pure love comic is this?’
But it was clear that it was an attractive combination.
‘It’s this Saturday······.’
A rather sinister smile spread across Kim Hye-eun’s face.
And at the same time.
“Hehe, Saturday. Saturday.”
I need to sell my items and gold and save up money to buy some pretty clothes.
Hong Yu-hee rolled around on the bed and laughed heartily, and soon an idea came to mind.
The guy next door is surprised to see himself all dolled up.
Aboki who looks back at himself while playing a game.
“Hehehe.”
It was a bit of a stupid delusion, but it was just a delusion anyway, so what’s the big deal?
“Aboki.”
I have to chat on KakaoTalk with my brother today too.
Hong Yu-hee, who burst out laughing again, blushed as she looked at the profile picture of Aboki and Kang Jin-ho.
And again the same time.
Hong Yu-hee’s neighbor.
So, Kang Jin-ho’s house.
He was standing there, dressed much neater than usual, and staring at the closet.
As I’ve been pursuing only comfortable clothes for the past few years, my closet only contains two suits and a combat uniform, along with tracksuits, short-sleeved shirts, and hoodies.
‘Clothes… Should I buy new ones?’
Whenever I gave Yu-hee a ride to school or ran into her in passing, it felt weird to be wearing the same clothes every time.
Unlike Hong Yu-hee, Kang Jin-ho, who didn’t have anyone to ask to go shopping for clothes with, turned on the computer to do some window shopping.
But that was just then.
“uh?”
Kang Jin-ho’s expression changed at the sound of a small alarm.
This is because the sound came from a military radio kept for emergency contact, not a cell phone used on a regular basis.
It was a communicator that hadn’t made even a slight sound for the past six years.
Kang Jin-ho hurriedly turned on the screen of the communication device, and opened his eyes wide without realizing it.
[I’ll come see you soon. Your Natasha.]
A short, one-line sentence.
Kang Jin-ho remained motionless for a moment at the sentence written in Cyrillic letters instead of Korean.
Without realizing it, I caressed the part where the name Natasha was engraved with my hand and recalled the last time I saw her.
Natasha Molotov.
She was always beautiful and strong.
And Yuder, who was lying on the motel bed and sharing a view with Kang Jin-ho, was also absorbed in the sentiment.
Although the two people had split into two long ago, their roots were the same.
‘Why is Natasha suddenly······.’
No, but is that really Natasha?
Fortunately, you are safe.
Looks like you’re still doing well.
and-
‘Thank goodness it’s Cyrillic.’
Cordelia wouldn’t know Cyrillic.
But it was too hasty a decision.
As Kang Jin-ho was absorbed in his emotions and Yuder also briefly thought of Natasha’s face, Cordelia looked back at Yuder with her forehead furrowed and asked him, who had finished his emotions.
“Who is ‘your Natasha’?”
Cordelia asked with a big smile as if the frown she had been wearing until just now was a lie, and Uder remembered that before she became a god, she was an archmage who could easily use interpretation magic.
“Uh, so······.”
“Yeah, so? Could it be… the girl from Nightpool?”
Cordelia asked again with a white smile, and cold sweat began to run down Uther’s face.
to be continued
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