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She stared at the status screen.
Elaine wasn’t sure what she was waiting for...was she expecting something to happen with the screen? A shimmer to occur before voila! A sudden change to their actual equipment, perhaps? A profile picture to appear? The sword was actually fine, trusty. She was more on questioning why somebody would equip a plain shirt, not even choosing the standard leather armor. The leather was bad, how much worse could a cotton shirt be? The young woman tried not to get a headache as she looked at it more.
His status weren’t bad though.
They were actually impressive.
This Cool_Player was Royal Ruby rank, one of the elite across their entire country… so why did it feel like this person was just messing around?
She didn’t understand why he bothered learning blacksmithing (there were better talents to choose from)… what a weird bonus too! How’d they even get a +555 increase? If they were really a Royal Ruby rank then it’d make sense that they’d have a lot of gems to spend and use it on proper equipment. Did they blow all their gems into some weird consumables?
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“Is there really nobody else?” she asked and leaned back against her office chair, swiveling in her seat. Only silence and pitch darkness would answer her, and her shoulders slumped at that. “Please get me some shortcake,” she muttered aloud and turned back to the screen once more.
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Alright, I’ll give you a shot. She cracked her knuckles together before resuming her session in the virtual database. She was by-passing the system’s usual security and privacy features now. Virtual World Online, a chance to recreate your identity and be anybody who you wanted to be. But nobody was truly anonymous in the virtual world…
She looked at the status screen once more, “VWO: Reveal.”
Voice activated, the huge screen displayed another divulge of information...but this time? The Player’s true identity.
So what did she have—
“Young Miss?” Glass doors slid open and allowed bright white light to disperse the darkness. “It’s been advised for you to not keep staring at the screen for too long.” a man’s voice would make his presence known.
Elaine squinted her eyes, the tall figure of the man holding a silver tray covered with a cloche, “Is that the strawberry shortcake?”
“Yes, m’lady.” he answered with a courteous nod.
He was delaying her right now though and she waved him off, “Alright, leave it on my desk, thank you, Oswald.” She thankfully managed to keep her own politeness in check despite the desire to turn back to the screen. “You can leave after that,”
“But-”
“No buts, I can clean up after myself.” She said and glued back her gaze on the screen.
Name: Daisuke Honda-
“You must mean the bot will clean up after you?”
Elaine blinked, the man was still here, she sighed once again. “You know me well, now if you will please leave me be?”
“Apologies.”
The young woman waited until she heard the door slid shut, and she sighed in relief. It wasn’t as if the man didn’t know what she was doing. Hacking private information- but she still liked a little more privacy to it.
Now it was finally time to see this person.
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“Let’s see... a Pisces? AB blood type too.”