Translator: P411

Editor: Shizukuku

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Chapter 156 – Crash is an Angel

I didn’t know if a mere student could get involved in something this important. But if it was just monitoring and making adjustments based on my actions, I figured it would probably be fine.

Wow, I was a bit excited.

“I already have my ID and password on my mobile device, so I can use it.”

“Then, I’ll leave it to you. I want to adjust the wavelength between here and ADO. I’ve created a setting so that your ID and password will be erased after this, so there’s no way I can take over your avatar.”

Adjust the wavelength?

I was a little confused by those words, but I entered my ID and password.

“Will you be joining me, Vil-san?”

“No, I’ve got my hands full with maintenance, and I don’t have an avatar to begin with, but I’ll send you an animal avatar that is used for maintenance. It’s in the shape of a bird. It’ll perch on your shoulder, so take care of it. It’ll be flying in the air during battles, so you can attack without worry.”

“Okay. It’s a bird, huh? Could it be that bird avatar was the one filming the world at the Game Fest?”

“Yes, yes. It’s cute, you know. Oh, I’ll say this first, I can’t see your skill and status column, so don’t hesitate to open the window.  However, I can see what you hold in your hand, so if there’s anything you don’t want me to see, don’t take it out. It’s the job of the management to handle that aspect. If someone comes to you while you’re logging in, I can see them from here. Is that okay?”

“It’s okay.”

Vil-san spread out the outdoor folding bed that was in the corner of the room and instructed me to use it, so I looked at him as I sat down on it.

He didn’t have an avatar to begin with. During the Game Fest, Vidello-san was indeed working inside ADO while Vil-san was hosting there. I already knew it then, but I lowered my eyes, thinking that Vidello-san really wasn’t a human from this world.

Vil-san, who put back his gear on and returned to the position he had been in earlier, seemed to be reading the information reflected in the visor and his eyes were moving rapidly. I wondered if he went into work mode as soon as he wore it.

“What do you want me to do inside?”

“Let’s see. Talking to someone and making medicine. And, can you walk around outside? Preferably in a field. Can you use magic? If you can’t, that’s fine, but I want you to go through your usual routine. Usually, I’d ask one of the researchers at my mother’s place or my friends, but they’re not available today. Maybe meeting you today is a sign of fate.”

“Ahaha, that’s an exaggeration. My usual routine, correct? I understand.”

I could only use one magic spell and transfer magic. He said it was fine if I couldn’t do it, so I figured it would be okay.

As for a conversation, it might be fine with Crash or Vidello-san as usual.

The gear he lent me was also a clear visor type, so I looked around a bit as I put the gear on.

One of the monitors in front of Vil-san was showing the scenery of ADO. I wondered what city it was. It was a place I’d never seen before.

When I logged in, I wondered how much he could see. Would it also show the inside of the workshop or something?

I had lots of dangerous stuff, but it was rare for a technician outside to know about those items, so I assumed that I didn’t need to hide them. 

“Then, I’ll borrow this. Should I log out after I’ve done everything?”

“I’ll send you a message about that. I’ll also send you what I want you to do, and if you can do what’s written on it, I’d like you to do it whenever possible.

“Well, if I can.”

I nodded, laid down on the bed, and immediately logged in. 

As soon as I woke up in my usual workshop, a message arrived.

The sender of the message was ‘Vil’.

He was using his real name. I assumed it was because no one could see personal messages?

When I opened it, it said, “Could you make something?”

What should I make first?

Should I make high potions to sell to Crash?

Then, I took out my dispensing kit.

Following my usual steps, I made rank S high potions and put them into my inventory.

“You’re very skillful. And your rank is high.”

I received a complimentary message, to which I replied, “Thank you,” and received another message.

“I can hear your voice over the monitor, so you can talk and reply.”

“Ah, I see.”

I quickly replied with my voice and he replied back again.

“Rather, I’m sorry that I can only reply with a message here.”

I gave a wry smile as I read it. I didn’t think I’d be able to have this many conversations with Vil-san.

If I left the message column open on the side, we wouldn’t have trouble with conversations as I could read his messages the moment they arrived.

I enjoyed the unusual conversation with Vil-san like this while making potions.

But still, I wished I had a place to put that advanced dispensing kit. Should I go to Crash or a real estate agent for the building extension?

I should ask about it next time when I earn some more money.

I filled my inventory with all the potions I had made and put away the dispensing kit.

“I’ll go outside now.”

“Got it. Let’s get started.”

When I walked out of the workshop, a small green bird flew down from the sky and perched on my shoulder.

“Eh, is this bird Vil-san?! So cute! I want to take you with me!”

I was so taken by the cute round eyes of the little bird that I couldn’t help but shout in front of the workshop.

“That’s why I’m telling you, I want you to take me with you today.”

The bird chirped and such a message popped up in my vision.

I could somehow imagine Vil-san’s wry smile.

I regained my composure and headed straight to Crash’s shop.

On my way, I felt a strong piercing gaze from the players.

Ugh, the rumors were still going strong…

“Hey, hey, how did the general store clerk fall for you?”

“He didn’t fall for me, and we’re not lovers.”

I was suddenly called out by an unknown player, and I denied it for the time being. I was hoping to not get involved in anything while being monitored.

He didn’t particularly seem like a bad person and left with the words, “Please make them cheaper next time.”

Relieved, I continued down the road and a bird chirped to let me know that I had received a message.

Cute!

“Kengo, is there a problem?”

“No. Just something that’s going around on the message board.”

“The message board…”

It couldn’t be, he was now searching the message board.

He was already busy with work, so the message board and things like that might be out of his jurisdiction.

…I mean.

“You don’t need to look it up!”

I yelled into the air.

People on the street caught my attention, but I have to at least say this! 

“Too bad, I’ve already looked into it. Are you enjoying a love life with the son of a hero?”

“…”

I couldn’t deny the love life, but the person was wrong.

It wasn’t Crash!

“Hmph!” 

Making a sound of annoyance, I headed to the general store in silence. You’re making conclusions too fast, Vil-san.

The general store was also thriving today. There was a solid queue.

And when the people in the queue saw me, they started a commotion shouting, “Yeah! Lucky! I can buy a high-ranked one!”

I couldn’t deliver that much today. I felt sorry for them as I made my way through the queue and entered the shop.

The bird was firmly perched on my shoulder.

“Crash. I’ve come to deliver. I don’t have that many today.”

“Oh, Mac. Thank you. But you know, there’s a lot of stuff left still unsold that wasn’t made by you. They just said they liked the high-ranked ones. There are even people who go out of their way to get back in line. How should I handle it? I need to stock up, but I can’t put that much pressure on you.”

“I’ll do what I can. But for today, I think there’s about 200. I don’t have that much stock left. On the contrary, I want to get some materials.”

“Okay, okay. I’ll give you an employee discount. Come this way quickly.”

Crash beckoned me to the counter and I entered. As usual, I put the potions I was delivering on the shelves.

Then, the bird chirped.

“You’ve become much more friendly. Somehow, you’re comfortable in that shop.”

I just nodded because it might seem strange if I talked to myself here.

The bird flew up from my shoulder and went to Crash.

“Still, the hero’s son is a beauty.”¹

The bird chirped along with Vil-san’s message, and it caught Crash’s attention.

“What a cute bird! Is it yours? It’s so so cute! Come here. Do you want to eat something?”

Wow, he was so affectionate when he saw the bird. When a beauty like him made a face like that, its destructive power reached new heights. There was already an illusion of him surrounded by blooming flowers.

The customers who saw Crash holding out his fingers, saying, “Come here, come here,” were all fawning over Crash and the bird. No complaints about how he wasn’t working or the queue wasn’t moving were heard. 

“…Am I looking at an angel now?”

Whenever the bird chirped, Crash made a joyful voice.

Wow, Vil-san, you’ve even charmed that beauty.

“Crash, the bird says you’re an angel.”

When I told him that with a wry smile, the bird went to Crash and climbed on his finger.

“Eh, but you’re the real angel. So cute. Hey, do you want to eat something? Grain? Or bread?”

“That bird is an avatar, so it doesn’t matter what you feed it.”

The message was delivered to me along with the bird’s chirp.

Wait, was I becoming a messenger here? 

“Crash, that bird can eat anything.”

“Really? Wait a bit.”

He ignored the customers and started searching around under the counter.

“I’ll give you some dried corn I bought from Kyle’s place a while back.”

“Thank you, angel.”²

“Piyo,” the bird’s chirp sounded like it was saying thanks, even if I couldn’t see the message column.

“Mac, what’s the bird’s name?”

“Erm.”

I was startled by Crash’s question. I haven’t thought of a name at all. I was sure Vil-san hadn’t named it either. We’d been referring to it as an avatar, so,

“…Vil.”

I couldn’t think of a good name and ended up saying his real name.

He was still in a bird avatar, so I hoped he’d forgive me.

“Vil? Is it called Vil? It sounds like Vidello. Nice job, Mac.”

“I didn’t name him!”

When I retorted back at a laughing Crash, he said, “Yeah, yeah,” and resumed his work grinning. You make fun of me to the end. Damn!