:: Dear Diary..... Nello is a sweet boy, or tank. I don’t know which is proper to call him. Anyway, he has been in my party since we first met few days ago. Whenever I was in trouble, he would be the first one to come to my side. When I was a child, my mother would always say she would move heaven and earth to make sure I was happy. Now, Nello was trampling over trees, rocks, and the occasional lecherous orcs that try to grab my skirt. He’s very helpful, and kind. I wonder, if he’s really a boy. Maybe, I should reward him by dating him. Ha-ha-ha. Sorry diary, that was a bad joke. ::

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<< You have Discovered the Capital City of Londonbabi. Location recorded onto map. >> ---

<< __ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED!__ >>

~ I'm Going on an Adventure! ~

Explored a new area in the world other than your home village. Born to be Wild.

“Okay Nello. Stay here. I’m just going to register my name into the Adventurer’s Guild.”

“H-heh. Wh-why can’t I come with you? I-is it because I’m too fat for the narrow wooden gate or what?”

“…No. I just don’t have enough money to pay for replacing that small wooden gate.”

The tank called Nello was unhappy. It was hard to tell if he truly was experiencing such emotion, as he had no face to work with. Even if there was one animated across the side of his armored body, it would be downright creepy as h*ll. This wasn't as convemient as a certain blue engine who was designed to 'have' a face to begin with (#ThomasEngine).

So the best way to display his feelings, was how his 3 meter long gun barrel would droop to the ground. Like a lonely and wilting flower.

A certain Half-Elf girl reached out to pat his limp barrel with a smile. 

“I won’t be long. In order for me to level up and achieve money from the fights we get into, I have to register my name into their billing system.”

“Is it really necessary?”

“Even if you don’t need to eat, I still need to eat. Not to be rude, but my biology is different than yours, Nello.”

“Oh. I’m sorry. I didn’t think about that, Big Sis.”

“Its okay. Don’t cry.”

<< You successful persuaded Nello to avoid destroying the gate. >> << You gained +10 Experience points. Suggest you invest in your Charisma. >> << You acquired Skill: Professional Negotiator Lv.1 >>

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Pastrache ignored the mystical messages that popped up into her face and smiled. She couldn't resist reaching out a small hand to stroke at the end of the Soviet Tank's 76 mm barrel. She beamed even more when the said barrel was lifted up, as if she helped a puppy to recover from depression. If the T-34 had a tail, it would be wagging at full speed.

“But will you be okay, Big Sis? I mean… There’s a lot of people inside. Scary people… almost as scary as a German Tiger tank….Uuuugh.”

“Don’t think about bad things, Nello. In order to survive a long adventure, you need to be positive and always be hopeful. Now, be good and stay put. Keep yourself hidden in the forest. As much as I would like to take you along with me and show you around the city, people would get scared. Also, we keep forgetting to wash off the Dire Wolf, Orc, and Goblin guts from your tracks. That will definitely add bonus Intimidation points to you, and we don't want that.”

“Yes, Big Sis. I understand! I'll work hard and wait right here...Ah, now that you mention it, I think I do need a shower. I don't like the sticky feeling the dogs and the green men left on my tracks. It's disgusting. And I'm too scared to walk into the river. My tank brothers once march over the stream but got stop and sunk half-way into the river bed. Their crew left them alone, and all I could see was just their noses sticking out... uuuwaaah...I'm scared now Big Sis."

"Th-think positive, Nello! Have you already forgotten what I taught you!?"

"...Sorry, Big Sis...I failed you...Sniff."

Once again, the 3 meter barrel fell to the ground as if wanting to shoot a cockroach. Pastrache could only sigh, before she patted the iron beast on the nose again.

“Uuuush. Uuuush. I will be back within an hour. So please be patient. If I have time, I’ll get you a souvenir from the city.”

“Oh! Okay!”

<< You made a Pact with Nello. He will wait for you outside of city in exchange for a Souvenir. >> << Your relationship with Nello has increased by 5%. You are now Friends with Benefits. >>

"Pffffffffft!?"

"Heh? Big Sis? What's the matter? You made a wierd sneeze? Are you okay? And your ears are really red."

"Cough. Y-yes, N-Nello. I am fine. J-just... just disappointed in the accuracy of a certain notification system that is highly useless!"

"...Who me?"

"No, Nello. I love you."

"Uwaaaah. Big Sis is so nice."

Shoving aside unnecessary mystical screens from her face, Pastrache watched as the Soviet Tank with the voice of a child wave at her with its barrel as a form of good-bye. She returned the gesture, mentally closing any useless screens that were automatically explained to her details of what 'Friends with Benefits' represented.

Soon, she was walking past the narrow wooden gates and into the city. The last thing the tank saw of her from its hiding spot, was her hips waving left and right before the gates slammed shut on her cute @ss. He may not have heard it, but there was this small squeak behind those doors.

<< You were sexually assaulted by CITY GATES. Would you like to report? (Y/N) >>

(A) => YES!

(A) => YES!

(A) => YES!

(A) => YES!

(A) => YES!

(A) => YES!

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……………………………………………………………………………………Is Big Sis back yet?” 

Nyet. It hasn’t been 10 seconds. Please waite a little longer, tovarich (friend).

"Uguu...So lonely..."