Chapter 64

EP.64 The Female Brat Drawing the Dragon's Eyes

In the midst of cherry blossoms dancing in the wind, Misaki opened an old diary and read the words of promise written there.

There was a story about a painter who drew two dragons without eyes.

When people asked why he didn't finish the eyes,

he replied that if he did, the dragons would fly away to the sky.

When people didn't believe him, the painter shrugged and drew the eyes on one of the dragons,

and sure enough, the dragon with eyes ascended to the sky, while the one without eyes remained on the ground.

...

I became curious about my current expression.

So I slightly turned my chair to look at the mirror on the wall.

Like honey flowing down, my golden hair or eyes that shine brighter than jewels,

I've already praised my always radiant appearance to the point of being tired of it, so I'll skip that,

and just focused on my expression as intended.

My eyes were wide open,

and my lips were set in a straight line.

It meant I was expressionless.

But unlike those who look angry when they have no expression,

I had a kind and gentle face, so it made sense.

Lowering my gaze, I saw the 500 ml bottle of Dr. Pepper nestled between my chest and the straw connected to it.

It was cold.

I shivered slightly from the chill but still sucked the contents through the straw.

Without changing my expression,

I glanced at my reflection in the mirror one last time before tearing my eyes away.

My gaze, having lost its place, landed on the screen of the monitor.

A character that had nothing in common with the current me, the saint, caught my eye.

The nickname "Female Brat" shone above her head.

From appearance to concept, the saint and the female brat were so extremely different that

their contrast was even more vivid.

While the saint had long, wavy golden hair that almost reached her buttocks,

the female brat had her pitch-black hair tied up in two braids, exposing her nape.

The saint had porcelain-white skin that seemed to leave a mark if touched,

while the female brat had a slightly tanned skin color that seemed to prove her liveliness.

The saint, whose compassion seemed to be concentrated in her chest, showed explosive curves no matter how loose the clothing,

while the female brat had only a shallow curve that barely indicated she was a girl.

In addition to the neatly folded eyelids and the aggressively raised eye corners,

the height difference, the slight change in the default facial expression,

the saint had perfectly aligned and neat teeth, while the female brat had a prominent canine tooth.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the two were on completely opposite ends.

The only common point was...

both were to my taste.

It was a bit vulgar.

Everything else was the opposite.

Even now,

in contrast to the expressionless saint in the mirror,

the female brat in the game was panting heavily with a flushed face.

The slightly softened angle of her eye corners,

her weakly trembling limbs,

and the exhausted breaths she let out.

It was just a motion that appeared when her stamina was almost depleted, yet why did it look so lewd?

A black hand approached the character.

The hand was so large that

just one palm could cover the female brat's head.

The rough hand knocked the female brat over in an instant.

Then, using his massive body, he climbed on top of her, pinning her down as if squashing her,

and the small body disappeared into his embrace, leaving only the muscular giant's back to be seen.

I placed my hand on the keyboard as if entranced.

The saint had beautiful and delicate fingers, and with her unique aura,

even simple actions sometimes looked like a great artist creating a masterpiece.

Art.

Yes.

I was now creating art.

The female brat was almost complete but lacked something crucial.

Was it because of the customization I did during an immature period?

I don't know.

My greatest work in customization is, of course, the saint,

but the female brat, who wasn't as perfect as the saint, felt more vibrant and alive.

I thought I should touch her up soon,

but it wasn't just because I saw something to improve in the customization.

Then what was the problem?

I already knew the answer.

So I stopped thinking and started typing.

To give the female brat the crucial something she lacked.

My fingers moved gracefully over the keyboard, like they were caressing piano keys.

I was the painter adding the eyes to the dragon.

Just like the story of the dragon's eyes, I gave the final touch to the character, infusing her with vitality.

Like a puppeteer giving life to a marionette,

or a craftsman fitting the last gear into a complex machine,

I finished the short sentence with the Enter key.

The female brat opened her mouth in response to the command.

[ Mesgaki: Heeuuuk♥ ]

...

...

...

"..."

The concept play I was thinking about was this.

There should be a beginning, a climax, a turn, and a conclusion.

I thought that only amateurs would overuse a single point they liked in a concept.

Even with the saint,

didn't she show a trustworthy priestess's demeanor before the enemy approached?

When the enemy was right on top of her, she became lewd according to my perverted desires...

Now, all the words directed at the saint felt embarrassing and shameful,

so I made her a strange concept of a brat who often broke pots.

That was what I wanted to say.

If you set a concept, you should stick to it.

The concept of my secondary account was...

a cocky female brat.

She followed the classic development of a Mesgaki,

starting with a contemptuous expression and taunting chat,

but when an unexpected situation arose or she was outmatched due to lack of skill,

she would beg for forgiveness while still maintaining her cocky tone,

which only made her more infuriating and made me want to beat her up.

So I kept typing furiously.

[ Mesgaki: Idiot♡ ]

[ Mesgaki: You won by luck, but you're acting all high and mighty♥ ]

[ Mesgaki: You're so weak♡ ]

[ Mesgaki: You were completely useless, but it was a foul♥ ]

[ Mesgaki: Heeuuuk♥ ]

The 1:1 match wasn't over yet, but there was nothing more to do.

The female brat was pinned down by the muscular warrior,

and she was completely restrained, so no matter what key I pressed, the command to break free didn't appear.

Usually, in such situations, you would pull out a hidden weapon or get help from a teammate to resolve it,

but this was just a bare-handed character in a 1:1 match, so that wasn't possible.

So I gave up and just typed in the chat,

to at least stick to the concept.

I watched the screen.

Soon, the hands that had been holding her arms moved up her body and gripped her thin neck.

If they applied a little more force, her neck bones would break.

However, the warrior just held her neck without breaking it.

It was a delicate control, just enough to block her breathing.

He knows what he's doing.

Pervert.

Her breathing and stamina gauge quickly drained,

and the female brat stuck out her tongue and rolled her eyes back.

As her pupils gradually lost strength, only the whites of her eyes were visible,

and she even drooled pathetically...

It was amazing.

Absolutely the best.

『 DlabakOptimizedMuscleTraining6Years has defeated Mesgaki. 』

As the match was decided,

the 1:1 custom game ended, and the client entered the waiting room.

The opponent had changed.

The user with the nickname "PreparingHaremInAnotherWorldForOldAge" was not my opponent.

Even with a character without weapons or armor, the basic pilot difference allowed me to push them around and win almost ten matches,

but maybe because they lost consecutively or were heated up by my chat, they were full of anger.

[ PreparingHaremInAnotherWorldForOldAge: Damn, you really are good at grappling. ]

[ PreparingHaremInAnotherWorldForOldAge: Do you only use grappling? ]

[ Mesgaki: You're so weak♥ ]

[ PreparingHaremInAnotherWorldForOldAge: Wait for me. ]

[ PreparingHaremInAnotherWorldForOldAge: I'll bring in a friend I know. ]

[ Mesgaki: Calling someone after losing? That's so lame♥ ]

Bring him in if you want.

At that point, I only thought that much.

My secondary account, due to its unique customization, receives a severe penalty when set with warrior characteristics.

It would be much better to play with a stealth thief or a support class,

but I didn't like the concept of a cocky brat getting thoroughly beaten.

And I had the experience of playing for ten years.

Even without weapons, I could knock out most players with just punches and kicks and finish them with a grapple.

So whoever came, it wouldn't be a problem.

...

...

I realized my mistake

right after the female brat was completely overshadowed by a massive shadow that covered her from head to toe.

『 DlabakOptimizedMuscleTraining6Years has entered. 』

[ PreparingHaremInAnotherWorldForOldAge: You lost. ]

I thought something was wrong.

The nickname that entered the custom room was definitely familiar.

That person was quite well-known in my main account section.

A user who sold the given shield and charged in bare-handed, using only grappling,

and I vividly remembered being defeated by him.

He was also famous for being silent and not chatting,

to the point that rumors spread that he blocked all chat.

I had never seen him chat or interact with anyone, yet he was called here,

did we have some connection in real life?

Just as I was thinking that,

he spoke.

I guess,

right after he carefully examined my female brat's appearance.

[ DlabakOptimizedMuscleTraining6Years: Oh... ]

[ DlabakOptimizedMuscleTraining6Years: Ohh... ]

[ DlabakOptimizedMuscleTraining6Years: Ohhhhhhh... ]

...Why are you doing this?

[ DlabakOptimizedMuscleTraining6Years: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh... ]

[ PreparingHaremInAnotherWorldForOldAge: Bro? ]

[ DlabakOptimizedMuscleTraining6Years: Perfect... ]

[ Mesgaki: What's an idiot like you saying?♡ ]

[ Mesgaki: If you're here, hurry up and attack♥ ]

[ DlabakOptimizedMuscleTraining6Years: Even the tone... ]

[ DlabakOptimizedMuscleTraining6Years: I see... ]

[ DlabakOptimizedMuscleTraining6Years: I've been waiting for this moment... ]

[ DlabakOptimizedMuscleTraining6Years: Ohhhhh... ]

The story of me typing the "Heeuuuk" chat to fit my secondary account's concept,

yes,

began right at that moment.

Author's Note (Author's Postscript)

Thank you, Timo's Dream, for the 100 coin donation.

Thank you, Jack Pen, for the 10 coin donation.

Thank you, 1233779, for the 100 coin donation.

I forgot to mention last time, but I received some fan art...

Thank you, Enen!

I was amazed at how beautifully you drew the protagonist, who was blowing off steam (…).

You can view it on the NovelPia Arena fan art tab.

Here's the postscript!

The emoji story is being mentioned by many of you.

I didn't pay much attention to it before, but now I'm interested.

I'll have to look for the emoji artist. Thank you to those who brought it up.

And I was supposed to come yesterday... but I couldn't. I'm sorry. ㅠㅠ

I thought I could manage to find you on weekdays and that the plot was already in my head, so it would be fine,

but it seems that typing a chapter in just one day with my slow hands was too much...

I'm sorry! (Bow)

The Mesgaki part will continue in the next episode.

I'll skip a day and post on Thursday night!

Thank you for always reading!