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Published at 13th of March 2020 10:48:27 PM


Chapter 2

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Volume 1 Chapter 2

 

Chapter 2: The Maid Everyone Loves

 

If you are reading from a pirate or aggregator site, please read from the translator’s site: yado-inn (dot) com I have to put the link like this or else the bots will remove it, sorry 

As expected of me, I’d even max-leveled the Natural Airhead skill.

Okay, fine, there’s no such skill, but I still haven’t gotten used to my new name, so when I see “Anastasia” I always think it’s some other girl. Only afterward do I realize it was me, Anastasia.

“Anna! Do you even understand what a plight you’re in!”

Chris got angry at my completely passive attitude to my imminent danger. In the blink of an eye, a small blackboard appeared by her side, from what I assume to be from her Storage Space – what players would call their inventory.

Not all NPCs possessed the ability to have a storage space, at minimum one needed to have a certain secret magic. Also, the volume of one’s storage space was correlated to one’s level of physical strength. By the way, the capacity of my own storage space could match the size of a large dragon’s hoard!

Chris’ jade-like fingers were as nimble as butterflies as they danced across the blackboard. She drew a diagram depicting the social relationships between myself and the people who were most pertinent to me.

“Pay attention, Anna.”

Chris was having one of her rare serious moments.

At the center of the small blackboard was my name, “Anna”, in beautiful calligraphy. In the fiction of the game world, inventing a completely original fictional written language was a completely unnecessary expense, and thus there was no difference between the fonts and characters in the game world with reality. As for the heart shape surrounding “Anna”…… let’s just ignore that.

“This here is Anna’s former master.”

“My former master……”

A line connected “Anna” to a player ID above it, who was the rightful owner of the house I was staying in. Anastasia’s previous master, in some sense, directly led to the birth of Anastasia as a character.

Approximately one year ago, the world’s first official Martial Arts Association event was held, wherein participants from the great kingdoms of the human races competed. The championship reward was an officially tailor-made exclusive NPC. The player who won the championship specified his preferences to the game officials. One month later, a preview of the game model was officially published to the community.

Purple crystal-like pupils, a small cute nose, shaped lips with the shadow of a smile. Even without cosmetics her facial features were refined and faultless. Her waist-length dark hair was soft and silk-like and her snow-white skin stood out against the background of the preview image. She gave off the luster of dream-like fantastical beauty. Even though she wore a simple maid outfit that did not emphasize her figure, her bosom appeared like plump fruit waiting to be plucked by her master. She also had beautiful long well-proportioned legs below her skirt. Her appearance firmly and completely grabbed hold of the player base’s possessive desires.

It is said that after seeing Anastasia, howls of grief could be heard from those who lost the martial arts event, filled with regret that they weren’t good enough to have a chance of acquiring her.

In a twist of fate, not soon after acquiring her, Anastasia’s owner never again logged into the game. However, to prevent exclusive NPCs from being lost forever via inactive accounts, the game was set up such that should an owner not log in for a long time, the exclusive NPC would regain their freedom. The time required for this to happen was extremely long, and one just had to log in once during that period (there was no requirement to do anything else but log on) to reset the timer. Should one not log in after such a long time, one probably truly had an unexpected reason to have to give up on playing the game.

The game officials were not prepared to see an NPC that they designed with the utmost care be abandoned, so after confirming Anastasia was no longer owned by her previous master, they announced a new method for capturing Anastasia.

The present me could be considered a master-less ‘wild’ maid.

“Anna’s original master has already renounced his pledge to protect Anastasia, even if he returned immediately, it would be useless, therefore he could not help Anna. Disqualified!”

This reasoning was obvious even to me, but there was no need to draw a gravestone on top of my original owner’s name…… it felt like we were expecting a zombie to suddenly pop out.

Chris’ continued and pointed to the line to the left of my name.

“This is Anna’s mother.”

My mother……

The game officials would not produce an exclusive NPC without a proper backstory and background, thus canonically I am the daughter of a witch.

“My mother-in-law has unknown whereabouts, and rarely visits Anna, therefore the possibility of her coming to help Anna is practically zero. Disqualified!”

“…”

…… Could she even be called a mother? Also don’t arbitrarily call her your mother-in-law, geez.

Chris, proceeding clockwise around the blackboard, pointed to the Southward line.

“This is Anna’s adventurer fanclub.”

“Ehh? Surprisingly, I have a fanclub?”

“Of course gosh, I’ve overheard adventurers talking about it, in the Cuteness Rankings1 you’ve always consistently placed in the top 8.”

Cuteness rankings – it’s a type of competition wherein players conducted ballot votes on who was the cutest character.

“Anna is very popular among the adventurers, such as the ‘I want her to wake me up in the morning’ faction, or the ‘I want most to see her be forced to obey the orders of an enemy and see her face of humiliation’ faction, to ‘I want to tear off her sweat-soaked tights after she’s worked a long day (especially on a day when she’s forgotten her panties)’ faction, or the ‘I most want to see her whisper sweet nothings into the ear of Lady Chris, the beautiful noblewoman’ faction, et cetera, Anna’s always ranked #1.”

“The heck are all of these hideously messy factions?!”

For the first time in my life, my cheeks were flushed red and were hot enough to roast slime meat. Just after hearing the names of those factions, an intense feeling of shame and embarrassment arose involuntarily from the deep depths of my heart.

Nevertheless, surely Chris fabricated that last faction? It had a different feeling from the ones before it.

“The Anna Supporter Group is an organization where like-minded adventurers band together and organize.”

“The right thing to do would be for this kind of a terrorist organization to quickly disband itself.”

“Yesterday, the Anna Supporter Group’s group leader was arrested for licking the footprints of the Lady Saintess, his final words were ‘even if I were to die, nail to my coffin and my tombstone the following words, yelled by this lowly one’s vocal cords: Anna’s footprints are the best in the world!!!’.”

I fail to comprehend that adventurer’s feelings – I feel I’m not sufficiently perverted enough.

“By the way, Anna’s fanclub has a conservative estimate of about 10,000 members.”

There are a few thousand perverted players just like him?! I started to become uneasy with my young miss’s2 game environment, and I became skeptical if the game company really did proper real-name authentication.

So scary…… This game’s player base is filled with perverts……

“To summarize, Anna’s Fan Club is a huge embarrassment, so they’re also disqualified! Therefore, Anna’s only way out of this situation is ——”

To the social graph’s right side was proudly written: “AnnaChris”.

Without thinking, I instantly blurted out:

“But, I refuse.”

If you are reading from a pirate or aggregator site, please read from the translator’s site: yado-inn (dot) com I have to put the link like this or else the bots will remove it, sorry 





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