Chapter 4
Chapter 4
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 4
Chapter Title: Milf Village of Beginnings
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The innkeeper right in front of me was incredibly alluring.
The mole near her mouth, and those soft breasts that seemed like they could fill both my hands...
Just touching them would probably make a virgin like me cum endlessly.
Yeah, the answer was decided from the start.
"Sorry, but I'm not in any shape for that~"
"Oh my."
I'm a healthy guy too.
Normally, I'd absolutely want to do it with a sexy older woman like her.
That's what I mean by normally.
If I wasn't so damn sleepy!!
I'd spent nearly a full day reading through the world-setting lore, plus half a day on backbreaking labor climbing down that cliff, so my stamina was completely drained.
On top of that, my rage at that goddess bitch and the tension from this hyper-realistic environment where I might actually die had worn me out emotionally too. My mind and body were a total mess.
Just staying awake instead of passing out cold was a huge effort on my part.
Of course, my dick was reacting like, "You call yourself a man, you bastard?" But my brain was saying otherwise.
You fucking bitch. Don't you need to survive first, you slut who only knows the feel of fingers?
My hand was like, "Brain, you asshole, always thinking stupid shit—why drag me into this, you bitch?" ...Ahh. This isn't good. My head's getting weirder by the second.
Side effects from holing up at home for years.
Back in high school, I could go two weeks without sleep and still be full of energy.
Anyway, to sum it up: forced sage mode.
Normally, even after a good wank, I'd be rock hard and ready, but right now, zero lust.
"Ahaha. You look super sleepy."
"Sorry about that. It's not that I dislike you, boss lady... I don't even have any money to begin with."
Even with the Outsider discount halving the room fee, I'd blown through every coin.
No way I had cash left.
She knew that, so what was she after as payment?
The answer came quick.
"I was gonna put the money on your tab~ No downside to getting friendly with an Outsider, right?"
"Oh, ooh... I see. Then..."
If I had the chance tomorrow or whenever...! I couldn't tack that on. Was it because I have zero experience with women?
I couldn't put on a thick-skinned face.
"If you're that sleepy, nothing to be done. Sleep well."
"Ah. Yes, ma'am."
I wanted to set up a follow-up promise, but I was so drowsy my thoughts were crumbling.
The innkeeper closed the door herself with a regretful look, and I flopped onto the bed like a zombie.
"Logout..."
Did I say it out loud at the end? No clue.
You don't have to manually log out—falling asleep in VR auto-saves and exits the game.
But ending the day by shouting "logout" felt right somehow...
I closed my eyes amid these pointless thoughts.
And my mind faded to black...
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[Ahh. Dear one. I've been waiting so anxiously for you...]
"Huh? What?"
A clear, bell-like voice.
First time a voice alone made me think, "Damn, the owner must be gorgeous."
I wanted to turn toward that nightingale-like sound, but...
I had no body? What the hell?
This felt like third-person view, gaze locked on one spot.
[Beloved one. I hope to see you soon. May our blessing aid your journey!]
Who the hell was spouting this weird crap?
It was a dream, but I was curious.
Wait.
...If it's a dream, anything's possible, right?
I imagined my body. Recalled veins and muscles from an old game... Nah, why think of that? Just visualize hands and feet lightly.
Roughly pictured my hand's shape.
Oh. A hand appeared.
Now for the head.
The moment I thought that, the third-person view twisted sharply, and my vision shifted to first-person, like my own eyes.
I turned toward the voice. There was a woman in revealing, desirable clothes—her face hard to make out due to light and shadow.
Even in the shadows, I could tell.
That damn goddess bitch. Comparable to Loveheart... no, maybe even prettier.
As I turned, the surprised woman clasped her hands and spoke.
[Ahh... as expected, you are...!]
"Uh... hey?!"
Before I could say more, the world shook like a rollercoaster, pulling away.
Only her voice lingered.
[I'll be waiting. Our... tra...]
"What?"
Chirp chirp chirp.
"......"
Sunlight streamed through the window when I woke.
I propped myself up halfway, yawned hugely, and scratched my head.
"...Where the hell am I?"
Unfamiliar ceiling, but I'd seen it before.
Too ornate for my room... and I should've been asleep in the capsule? What is this place?
Did some friend-like asshole break in, see me sleeping in the capsule, tsk and move me?
"...Ah."
I finally remembered.
This was the inn room I'd crashed in right before logging out.
...Didn't log out?
I might've forgotten to say it...
But normally, sleeping in VR auto-exits.
Why was I still in-game?
"Hmm."
While pondering, I recalled an article.
Recent VR tech advances allowed safe sleep inside VR—new development.
If that's applied here, impressive.
"If combat clears the bar, I'll call this a god-game."
Convenience sacrificed, but this realism? Worth it.
I threw off the blanket. My son stood proud.
Not much to brag about me, but this was my pride and joy.
"...Haaa..."
Last night was such a waste.
Could've spent it with that mature, overflowing beauty...
VR pleasure might be iffy, but still an epic experience.
Whatever. Done with that.
Today's the start of my real adventure.
I stretched and left the room.
Worried about my laundry, but it was fluffy dry somehow.
The innkeeper handed it over with a smile, making my heart skip.
Get it together, me.
She's probably schmoozing every Outsider—er, player—for connections.
...Still, if fate brings us together again... Hm... hum hum.
"Now that you're broke, heading to the Adventurer's Guild?"
"Oh. Yeah, there is one."
Every game calls the player quest hub "Adventurer's Guild."
To me, it's newbie money farm or fantasy temp agency.
"Swing by when you think of it. And next time... you know?"
She winked. I could only laugh haha. Then the cute little maid from yesterday appeared.
"Nila! The ledger's off!"
"Coming, dear~"
"...?"
...Huh?
Brain couldn't keep up. Huh? What?
"Oh? Don't worry. He's a proper adult, I swear. Half-elf, after all."
"Uh...?"
Her hood hid it yesterday, but today it poked out—pointy ears.
"Looks young, but older than me. Now go! Linger more, no jobs left."
She winked, shook her hips, and walked off. I finally exhaled.
"...Hah."
So. Married woman made that offer yesterday?
And I wasn't her first, obviously.
...Disgusting.
Unpleasant memories surged, wiping out any lingering lust for her.
I hurried out, not wanting to stay.
Strolling to scout my future base, I soon spotted the guild.
Adventurer's Guilds are usually central in towns.
Makes sense—buy supplies before quests in the bustling area.
Dunno if real fantasy worlds work that way, but this game stuck to the trope.
I didn't solo-map uncharted zones for style points.
In-game, anyway.
The guild felt like a big modern district office.
Some double as taverns—this one did.
Adventurers unwind here post-quest. Pure romance.
Thump thump.
My heart was already pounding.
Creeeak.
The old door wasn't filthy inside... it was clean.
I half-expected dim light, buff uncles chain-smoking and glaring menacingly. Way off.
Almost empty. Deserted.
What...? Newbie village, few adventurers? As I looked around—
"Sir? What brings you here?"
A friendly sales voice hit my ear. I turned gladly, then startled.
Whoa... stunning beauty!
...Nah, middle-aged lady.
Gracefully aged.
Younger women at nearby counters, but her veteran vibe and polite approach won out.
Games rarely differentiate shop/quest NPC performance.
Let's see if this one shines here too.
"Hello."
"Hello. If for quests, most decent ones are taken."
"Uh... well..."
Years talking only to friend-like guys—a couple at most. Words stuck.
Other VR games had robotic AI NPCs, easy chat. Yesterday's goddess pissed me off enough to rant.
Luckily, this clerk was as veteran as hoped.
She patiently waited out my stuttering.
God-game scent incoming.
I finally gathered words.
"Do I need qualifications for quests?"
"Yes. Adventurer certification. First time for you?"
"Yes."
"New issue then?"
Obviously yes! Then I remembered: broke.
"Does it cost?"
"Basic adventurer ID: 1 bronze."
Bronze. Lore: coppery coin, ~1,000 won. Cheap~
And I'm broker than that.
"Any nearby money-makers...?"
For a split second, pity in her eyes. 1,000-won beggar pity. Fuck.
But maybe illusion—she asked:
"Are you an Outsider?"
"Huh? Oh. Yes."
"Ah! Then I can help. Show the Outsider mark?"
I silently showed my sword hilt tattoo. She bowed gratefully, scribbling deftly.
"First time here? Basic rundown okay?"
I nodded. Explanation began.
TL;DR: Guild gives Outsiders free meals, docs.
Free day-use rooms too, first-come if available. No reservations.
"Oho."
Blessing for a beggar like me. Guild supports newbies hard!
"Mind if I ask something?"
"Sure, anything."
Good mood, easy yes. Then—
"What specialty do you ha—"
"What? Bro's an Outsider?"
Loud voice from afar.
Turning: exact muscle-beard uncle I'd imagined, eyes sparkling, striding over.
I eyed warily; clerk sighed.
"Mr. Blan, he hasn't registered yet."
"Sorry 'bout that. But good for him too."
The cheeky muscle uncle gestured apology, planted himself before me.
"Bro. Beginner quests? All gone. Gotta come at dawn. Now? Bad pay or risky only."
"Huh..."
Unsure how to reply, vague noise. He grinned.
"For you, great pay-per-time, super safe gig. How 'bout it?"
"Nah, good for today."
Super suspicious. Hid gut feeling, but he persisted.
"C'mon, bro. Doubt me? Trust. Current requests? Meh. Win-win for you. Big subjugation—pros everywhere. Just odd jobs."
No combat for me then.
I wanna fight soon, uncle.
"Hmm... Not keen, huh..."
Scratching head troubled-like, he ventured:
"How 'bout this? Look green. I'll help ya practice 1v1 monster fight."
Tempting. He noted my face change, satisfied.
Hm... First adventure solo? Nah. Special quest sounds good.
Subjugation means big-scale.
Short think, I said:
"I'll take it—I'll work hard!"
"That's the spirit!"
Laughing heartily, I cautiously asked the muscle uncle.
"So, what're we subjugating?"
Not endgame dragon, but plenty strong monsters. Too high-level? Premature.
One-sided fights have fun too, but...
"Slimes."
"Huh? Slimes?"
Weakest mobs? "Subjugation" for those? Absurdity rising, he continued.
"But their boss is female... and humanoid-like?"
"......"
Female slime? Suddenly cells tingling.