The Righteous Player(s)

were billboards in the cyberpunk fashion hung on the giant buildings in the city.

What the hell is this?

#Elf-Punk?

What is going on in your world?

How can this high-tech tree grow upside down?

The Child had many complaints stuffed in his throat, which he couldn’t speak out nor swallow down.

It took a long time for the Child to recover himself from the feeling that “he had entered the wrong game”.

He looked at the girl in white who seemed to have the word “innocence” written on her face beside him and decided to fool her first, “Ah, I mean… you.”

He pretended to be a little arrogant, raised his head, and made a crisp youth voice, “When will your mother come back?”

“Boffis!” The girl shook her head unhappily and responded earnestly, “My name is Boffis!”

She smacked her hair on the Child’s face, making him feel like someone had whipped him.

…But they smell nice.

Fine, at least I have acquired her name for the time being.

The Child secretly rejoiced in his heart.

Since the elf girl’s clothes were a little revealing no matter if it was the top or the bottom.
The Child, who didn’t interact much with the lady, did not dare to look at her for too long.

He touched the tip of his nose nervously, thinking about the following topic in silence.

What should I say…?

“…Ah, the weather is nice today.” After a long silence, the Child said nonchalantly.

On the other side…

After Citalopram stepped into the fog door, she felt the familiar sense of touching the floor with a slight dizziness.

She also found out that her stream was still working fine.

The only problem was…

“…I seem to have lost our captain.” She accepted this reality almost immediately and calmly said to the two waiting outside through the stream, “Don’t panic.
As the captain said, I’m your new captain now.

“Also, I didn’t mean to rob away his leadership.
He disappears on his own, and I shall respect his decision.” Citalopram casually chatted with the bullet text while looking up.

Undoubtedly, I’m in a ruin.

However, it’s still a euphemism to describe it as a ruin.

The buildings here were even more dilapidated than Ishgard [2], destroyed by the dragon.

[TN: A location in Final Fantasy XIV.]

Even Citalopram couldn’t understand what the ruin was originally like or what the place was used for.
There were many potholes with smooth surfaces on the ground.

It didn’t look like it was blown up by something, but it looked like it was dug up by something.

Soon, she stopped walking.

Citalopram saw a silver-white, translucent ghost of a young girl wandering on the street not far away… It should be a street.

The ghost was wearing a white dress with only the left shoulder and left arm exposed, and the dress extended to the length of ten centimeters above the knee.

The delicate and lovely smiling face attracted Citalopram.
First, she was slightly startled, and then she couldn’t help but take a closer look.

The ghost had slender and straight legs, clean knees, small and delicate white boots, and cute sleeves covering half of the right palm.
Her looming figure because of her exposed left shoulder had even enchanted Citalopram.

Citalopram’s breathing grew a little quicker, and her gaze towards the ghost girl was a little more aggressive.

I want to take her home…

—Indeed, Citalopram was someone who would go into a frenzy because of cute and handsome faces.