2 weeks since the trio first joined the game, around 1 month and a half within the world of Isekai Online.
Another good morning has arrived in the dojo, and the sound of people exercising to the fullest remained as lively as ever. It almost seems like it's getting more bustling than ever as well, with more players coming in than out.
Something about having the most concentrated Isekai event recently probably helps. Liking it or not, being the place of most interesting times is an effective advertisement for your establishment (to a certain Headmaster's annoyance)
Aside from that though, everything is just as normal, at least as normal as things could ever be.
If one must mention anything new, however, is that on the billboard placed just outside the dojo's main door, there is a new message hanging on there, among countless letters.
["Please don't send more than one letter to our places. Any subsequent letter will be disposed of, burned, and in some cases, will be presented publically.
We will be reading through all of your messages, and will send back a corresponding message on short notice."
From: Roadside Rose, Marigold, JustADragon.]
Thanks to that, and thanks to all the embarrassing and incriminating evidence pinned out in the open, the number of letters that have been mailed over to their dojo to reach them sharply dropped. Now instead of needing ten carriages to deliver all the letters, the city's post office only needs one, and they only need a morning to burn half of them.
"Even now, I'm still impressed... What you said you did to the message again?" (Headmaster)
"Kyu (As I said before, we just apply a form of suggestion magic onto each of the messages before sending them out. People that open it will be convinced to stop sending messages, one way or another)." (Dragon)
"One way or another, huh..." (Headmaster)
Recently, Her Majesty the Queen has been sending complaint after complaint lately, about a certain “epidemic” involving people being haunted by the specter of their bad deeds after they have read a certain letter, and proceed to turn themselves in with full criminal evidences of their misdemeanor.
Though it’s technically a good thing, the influx of newly-admitted inmates have really strained the royal prison dungeon's already-overloaded capacity, and worst of all is the amount of additional paperwork that she must personally work through so that it wouldn’t be a pain in the ass later on...
[So can you pleassse tell them to stop doing that for a while?? It has been days since I got a wink, and the additional bothersome nights don't help...]
Naturally, the Headmaster will keep what had been said within the letters to his grave, clearly mistakenly written out during a night of passion(?). If all of those managed to get out, it’s his butt that’s on the line.
“So anyway, when will you guys stop sending out responding letters? Not like this place is your personal post office you know..." (Headmaster)
"Kyukyu! (It’s today actually! So you don’t have to worry about the Queen nagging on your butt no more.)” (Dragon)
“Geez, thanks for the unsolicited concern, muuuch appreciated.” (Headmaster)
“Kyu! (No problem! Besides, today is an important day anyway...It’s the day we finally graduated!)” (Dragon)
“Oh wow, already? And I thought you all would keep moping around here til the sun explodes." (Headmaster)
“Kyu~ (Don't jinx it already, mou~... Well, more specifically, it's the day we complete all of our basic training, and finally we will be registering as adventurers at the guild. By the way, I finished it the fastest, so I get to come out first to talk to you casually, hehe.)" (Dragon)
“Yeah yeah, save your bragging...” (Headmaster)
“Kyukyukyu! (No, really, check my stat, please! Pretttty please with a cheery on top!)" (Dragon)
Climbing on his shoulder, Dragon proceeded to shove her status screen all over his face, eagerly waiting aggressively for him to read it. With it sticking straight to his eyeballs, the Headmaster has no choice but to read them.
[Name: JustADragon
Race: Baby Dragon
Level: 1
Age: 3
Gender: Female
Class: Jobless
Title: [Mastery of a thousand race], [Starter Weapon Master], [Master of Form], [Master of Accuracy], [Master of all element], [Master of Movement], [Brutality], [Ferocity], [Tranquility], [Angel's Healer], [Blessed by the Earthchild], [Matched Against Hundred], [Equaling Titan], [Perfect Guardian], [Self-made Mythos], [Overturning Fate], [Obsession of the Fairy], [Dragon Conqueror], [Granddragon], [Genius Beyond The Age], [Dummy's Absolute True Friend], [Dummy God's Best Best Friend], [God's Partner], [The One Who Complete Heaven], [One Who Make ███], [Dragon that defied ███], [The ███ Pinnacle], [Breaker of Infinity], [The Dragon Saint Beyond God's Reach], [Impossible Achiever], [The Absolute Draconic Flame], [One Who Tame The Cosmos (locked)]
Parameter:
HP: 243100/243100
MP: 68500/68500
EXP:291,500,000,000
STR: (100+810) * 290% = 2639
AGL: (0+910)*295% = 2684.5
END: (0+810)*300% = 2430
DEX: (0+910)*290% = 2639
INT: (0+710)*280% = 1988
Unallocated stat:0
Affinity:
Dragon: 1000%
Divine: 1000%
Fire: 1000%
Light: 150%
Dark: 150%
Water: 150%
Wind: 150%
Earth: 220%
Plant: 150%
...
Skill and ability:
Absolute Dragon EX, All Shape And Size EX, All Walk Of Life EX, All Along With Nature EX, Dragon Force B, Dragon Bloodline B, Weapon Mastery S, Elemental Master S, Advance Status Change+ EX, God's Fear EX, Ferocity of Calamity EX, Against All Odds EX, Perfect Taunt EX, Invulnerable EX, Perfect Guard Zone EX, Draconic Internal Reflux EX, Absolute Blessing of the Dummy (Incalculable), Universal Dragon Style: Draconic Universe █, Divine Dragon Manifestation EX+
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“Kyu! (So, how is it, how is it? Don't all of my statuses look great!)" (Dragon)
“...That’s the most disgusting amount of EX I've seen in my entire life. Who the fuck are you trying to impress, God Almighty?” (Headmaster)
“Kyu~ (And it’s only going to get even better every day ~!)” (Dragon)
Headmaster look at her cringely, both amazed and disgusted at the sheer audacity.
Discounting the fact she has more title than skill; discounting the fact that like 99% of her stuff is EX rank and above (how is that even possible?); discounting the fact that all of her affinity is above what most people will get in their entire life, with 3 of them at 1000% (which was said to be theoretically impossible, btw); discounting the fact that they're even some questionably-named skill and even-more-questionably-placed black box...
You know what, discounting everything else stupid about that status screen, it’s the Level: 1 status along with the EXP bar in the hundred billion that’s somehow the most insulting thing of all. That's like watching a child getting fed diamonds in their diet every day and still refusing to grow up, while all the pleb around her clawed their way up with a half-broken spoon.
“(God, it's like literally everything in that status board is made to piss someone off the cliff, especially those peanuts that get too into fundamental training lately...) Otherwise, looks pretty good. Your parameter seems low though, for what you can actually reach if you decided to play like the rest of us mortal for once.” Headmaster said, squintly..
“Kyu~~ (Nahhh~~, ain’t gonna happen, chief! There might be some danger if we’re forced to use only our true parameter, but it will be solved in time.)” (Dragon)
“Faster way would be to spend even a fraction of that giant hoard of an EXP bar, for once. Why do you need to have nearly three times the theoretical experience limit that a person could reach anyway..." (Headmaster)
"Kyu! (Ah, that reminds me. Forgot about this...)" (Dragon)
[You have spent 100,000,000,000 EXP to unlock the "EXP Shop".]
[Congratulation! You’re the first player to open the shop. You have earned the title [EXP Max Spender!!] ]
[As a complimentary gift for our first customer, please receive this reward.]
After pressing the confirmation button on her status screen, another title is added to the list, and at the same time, a T-shirt with a cosmic background silently drops down to her hand, with the word "The Universe's #1 Greatest T-Shirt” written boldly on the front.
[The Universe’s #1 Greatest T-Shirt
Rank: ???
Type: Equipment
Description: This is the best T-shirt ever made in the cosmos, lovingly crafted by the greatest craftsmith of dreams, along with her very best signature!
Effect: None, just the greatest T-shirt in the universe. There might be something if you managed to discover what the greatest craftsmith of dream’s signature is though...
]
[EXP Max Spender!!
Rank: EX
Description: Can’t believe you spend all that precious hard-earned experience all so easily...You must either be the greatest of talents, or the greatest of fools! Either way, gonna spend it to make even more, right?
Effect:
+ Increase your EXP bonus by 1000%.
+ Upon death, you will not receive any EXP demerits.
+ Granted the skill [EXP Conversion MAX!]
]
[EXP Conversion MAX!
Rank: EX
Type: Support
Description: A forbidden technique to convert the experience accumulated within yourself into power of all kinds. To attain MAXIMUM strength, require MAXIMUM sacrifices.
Effect:
+You can convert your EXP point into a temporary enhancement for yourself or others. Alternatively, you can charge them into a powerful attack of unimaginable strength.
+You can convert your Level into a temporary massive enhancement in power. (Cannot reduce your level below 1)
+Upon death, you can spend your EXP point to immediately revive yourself or others (You must spend 100,000 * (the level of the target) EXP for each revival)
]
“Kyu~(Mm~, the T-shirt is pretty pleasant to the touch, how do I look?)" (Dragon)
"...Like a dragon wearing a tacky T-shirt.” (Headnaster)
“Kyu (Good enough for me, thanks!)” (Dragon)
“...” (Headmaster)
‘How the heck am I supposed to retort to this’, the Headmaster sighs, as he is suddenly assaulted with a mild headache. Perhaps his eyes are getting tired, he thought, after looking through too much information this joke of a status board has shown to him.
Nothing decent will come out from being bothered by this, so the Headmaster decided to move past this silly thing and start asking about something else.
“Anyway, if you’re here, then where’s the rest of your crew? I haven’t seen them around the training site this morning.” (Headmaster)
“Kyu (Oh, you mean Mari-sis and Bossess? Well, Bossess is in the kitchen at the moment, helping things out.)” (Dragon)
“The kitchen? What’s she even helping out for?” (Headmaster)
“Kyu (Apparently some of the veggies get very hard to cut all of a sudden, so the cafeteria chef ended up asking her blade for help. She accepts it on the condition that she can use the kitchen to make lunch later on)" (Dragon)
“How busybody...Then what about your boyish sister then, what is she doing–” (Headmaster)
*BOOOM!!!*
As they were talking, suddenly there was a huge explosion happening at the back, and among the smoke, a figure was flying out at tremendous speed, ready to fall into the ground at a perfect parabola. Upon contact, the figure then immediately performs a perfect 5-point contact fall, before rolling and backflipping themselves back up into a standing position with barely any harm to their body.
Of course, that figure was the one they were talking about, showing off her perfect carefree smile, caring naught about the smoke coming out of her body, nor the astonished look of the Headmaster.
“Kyu! (Oh, you’re there already, Mari-sis! How did you get blown up all of the sudden?)" (Dragon)
“Ah, hello there Dra-kun! Well, nothing much, just a training session gone right!” (Marigold)
“Getting blasted into the sky is considered 'going right'...?" The Headmaster exclaimed loudly.
“In this case, yeah! After all-oh hey Flamberge, congrats!" (Marigold)
“Master, are you okay!? You don’t get hurt too much, right?”
Flamberge, part of the disciple-wannabe, hurriedly came over with distress on his face, worrying that he might have gone overboard with his fiery attack.
He is now also completely encased in flame from head to toe. Unsurprisingly, the Headmaster is shook.
"More like, are you okay!? You look like a Living Torch right now!” (Headmaster)
“Ah, Greeting Headmaster...Not to worry, it’s merely the effect of my awakened Personality Skill. In fact, it was Master who has helped me greatly how to discover my new flame." (Flamberge)
“Don’t mind, don’t mind, it’s just some tip and trick...So, still afraid of your own flame?” (Marigold)
“Partly, still...But, I will get used to this over time. Excuse me, Master, I must go back.to training!" (Flamberge)
"Mhm! Good luck!” (Marigold)
Waving goodbye, he then flies back into the training ground behind the dojo once again, presumably to meditate upon himself. The sight of him returning via flame propulsion coming from his limb is a sight for sore eyes... At that time, Rose announced her presence casually, bringing with her a basket full of sandwiches and water on the side.
“Marigold, JustADragon, have you finished with all your preparation, yet?" (Rose)
"We do, Big Sis! Did you also done with your preparation as well?" (Marigold)
"Of course, I have the location and rulebook of the Adventure Guild memorized, and even brought lunch. I am ready when you are." (Rose)
“So you really do make lunch...What did you make, by the way?” (Headmaster)
“Just some simple sandwiches from the leftovers, Headmaster. The Lunch Lady has graciously allowed me to use them as I pleased." (Rose)
“...Then why does it sparkle and glitter so much?” (Headmaster)
“Because it can’t be less than EX-ranked, Headmaster. I have standards for my siblings.” (Rose)
Checking over their stuff one last time, Marigold and JustADragon are all ready and raring to go, after they make some simple stretches.
“One two, one two...Okay, we’re now ready to go, Big Sis! Can’t wait for the typical Adventure Guild scene!” (Marigold)
“Kyu! (The introduction, the registration, the inevitable test of aptitude...can’t wait to mess all these stuff up!)” (Dragon)
“I prefer you girl don’t. We only need to go over and registering ourselves, no need to make an incident over.” (Rose)
“Yeah, I already have enough of it for one day, so hopefully nothing else will happen-” (Marigold)
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a projective flies straight toward Marigold's head, of which she catches deftly. Revealed between the tip of her finger, a marvelous red rose bloomed nobly.
“Wait just right there, you scamp! This Noble I challenge you to a duel!"
Then, right at the front door, a troublesome figure appears.