Extra Chapter: Diary – translated by Eilinel
Guiliastes:
A genius with an IQ of 200, he entered university at the age of fifteen. He graduated at eighteen, received a doctorate at twenty-two. Then, furthering his studies overseas, he returned with another doctorate at twenty-five.
At twenty-six, top universities in the country were vying to employ him as a professor.
I looked at the pile of recruitnt letters on the table. Which university should I go to? I thought, shaking my head at the ridiculousness of the situation.
I don’t even need ten minutes to calculate which university would be the most advantageous for , so what is there to feel troubled about? Right – there’s nothing to worry about!
Still, in a fit of irritation, I gathered up all of the recruitnt letters and savagely thrust them at the ceiling. The sheaves of paper fell, scattering all over the floor, except for one letter that landed on the table.
“It’s you then!” I picked up the recruitnt letter, and barely glanced at the university’s na before putting my signature on the paper. Grabbing my helt, I headed out to mail the docunt.
I dealt with the post-office clerk’s smitten gaze by faking a warm smile. After that, I went to a street filled with vendors selling electronics, with the thought of getting upgrades for my computer.
The shop owner, who had just made a fortune off , grinned and asked, “With such good upgrades for your computer, are you planning to get started on playing ‘Second Life’ and beating everyone else?”
“‘Second Life’?” My eyebrows furrowed. What’s that?
“You don’t know about ‘Second Life’? It’s a virtual reality ga that was just released two days ago! The ga’s realism level is 99%, the highest ever attained!”
I glared at the ga helt that the shop owner had insisted on giving , thinking, what’s so funabout virtual reality gas? Isn’t it just wielding a sword to hack, and hack, and hack?
Still, I had already finished reading the instruction manual...
I really hate my tendency to read anything with words on it out of habit. Now my brain is full of information on how to play the ga...Oh, forget it –I might as well try it out! I have nothing better to do anyway.
First, I need to decide on a race and class...where’s that die I used last ti?
Once online, I was at sowhat of a loss for what to do.
I stood at the birth point, wondering, I decided on being a demon bard based on the roll of a die, but how exactly do bards train?There’sonly a shirt, pants and a wooden flute in the supply pouch – don’t tell I’m supposed to beat up mobs with a flute?Are all gas these days so weird?
After nearly a month of training, I found myself liking the carefree lifestyle of a bard more and more. I wandered everywhere with my beloved guqinin hand, mostly training, and occasionally entering the town and singing on the streets.
I ran my fingers through my hair. Why do I keep feeling like sothing’s incomplete? What is it that I’m missing?Oh, forget it – I’ll just keep singing my songs.
As I was singing, there seed to be a slight disturbance in the crowd in front of . My strumming ceased as I raised my head to find the source of the commotion.
An incredibly handso young man – stunning enough to elicit breathy sighs – entered my view. He was...gazing at with a smitten expression? Is he a homosexual?
Interesting! For so mysterious reason, I had an inexplicable urge to tease that beautiful youth. For a mont, the two of us stared at one another. Then, I walked over to him...and – behaving as if he were a princess – asked for permission to kiss his hand.
Unexpectedly, the young man actually accepted my kiss, blushing fiercely.
What am I supposed to do next?Shit, I didn’t actually have a follow-up plan. How do I get out of this embarrassing situation? Why didn’t I think things through before getting myself into such a situation?
The youth and I looked at each other awkwardly...
“Umm, you do know that I’m a guy, right?” The youth asked suddenly, anxiety in his voice.
Another chance to toy with him!
I smiled and placed a finger beneath his chin, lifting up the young man’s face. Striving to maintain a srized expression as I looked at him, I said, “Of course I know. You exude such a spirited aura, how could I mistake you for a feeble little girl?”
Upon hearing my answer, the young man’s face seed to tense.
How odd... Why is the boy reacting this way?Still, his frozen expression certainly is entertaining, I thought, laughing ntally as an evil plan ford in my heart.
I enfolded the youth in my arms, and with a deliberate sigh, I added, “n are the best. With muscles as firm as these...it feels soooo much better than hugging those soft, squishy girls.”
The young man smiled at last. As expected, he really is a homosexual, I thought. It’s such a waste of that face of his, which can srizeany female between the ages of five and fifty.
Within a second, however, I realized I had been wrong...
Unexpectedly, the youth was incredibly strong. With a “Nine-headed Dragon Strike!” he gave my first taste of death in this ga.
As I erged from the rebirth point, I thought, I don’t get it. What was going on in that youth’s head? His actions didn’t have the least bit of logic behind them!
With questions swirling in my mind, I attempted to co up with a satisfactory explanation for his actions. However, no matter how I thought about it, they just didn’t make sense...
Oh, forget it. I’ll just get back to training! After all, I doubt I’ll ever see him again.
But why does that thought leave feeling sowhat...crestfallen?
Because they moved slowly, zombies were my favorite mobs for training. This allowed to leisurely stroll out of their range while casting my Supersonic Soul-Chasing Arrow and to slowly whittle away their HP.
“Hang in there, Lolidragon!” A shout broke my train of thought and I looked up...
It’s that youth again!
I watched as he shouted to a thief, who was running further and further away. I understood the situation instantly, and decided to help them out.
“Supersonic Soul-Chasing Arrow!”
I looked at the youth, a feeling of insatiable curiosity in my heart.
“I would very much like to join your team.” For soone who had always been a loner, I marveled at the words that I had never thought I would say.
As it turned out, the youth’s na was Prince – a na that suited him very well.
To make matters still more interesting, Prince seed to be under the impression that I had designs on his virtue. Hehe, mistaking for a homosexual? Now that’s a first! Interesting... then I shall act as one, just for you!
From then on, my behavior towards Prince was such that even I found it disgusting. I even cooked dragon XX soup for him – which, unfortunately for , also wound up being the first ti I got beaten up and even stomped on...
Oddly enough, for so reason all I could rember was the livid expression on Prince’s face.
The first ti I saw Prince’s tears was when he was kicked below by so damnable girl. I was enraged.
Nobody should ever be allowed to do such a thing to him, much less make him cry! Prince’s face was suited for laughing, for acting brutally cool, for being furious, but definitely not for crying...
That was the first ti I slapped a woman, although it was proven later that he wasn’t a woman after all.
Today, Lolidragon asked a question: she wanted to know exactly how I felt towards Prince, as she’d realized that I was only pretending to be gay.
I replied that I only thought that it was rather entertaining to watch his reactions... but damn it, the instant the words left my mouth, I began to doubt myself.
Is it really only because I find it fun that I let Prince beat , punch ?
I couldn’t figure it out.
Today, I t soone in school who greatly resembles Prince...
Is it him? I was very uncertain, since he was similar to Prince in so ways, but I couldn’t help but feel slightly disappointed. Could he reallybe Prince?
In the end, I decided not to give a damn about Prince’s real identity. After all, the Prince I know in the ga is the one whom I like, anyway.
I like...? Damn it, what sort of thought is that?
Lolidragon ca to with the sa question again.
Instead of answering her, I retorted – sowhat jealously – with a question on my own: just what was her relationship with Prince anyway? Why was she so concerned about Prince? Plus, Prince seed to be pretty close to her, too.
Lolidragon didn’t answer ; she just looked at with a smile.
That smile...it seemedto say that she knew better than I did myself, damn it!
Many things happened today. The first thing was that I discovered that I had gotten Wu Qing and Prince mixed up – so Feng Yang Ming wasn’t Prince after all.
The second thing was that Prince got into trouble. As his pain-laced voice ca over the team channel, I could feel my insides twisting as well.
I hate hearing his anguished voice, I thought, as I ran all over the place like a madman. However, I still failed to find any trace of him... That was, until I saw him cradled in Wicked’s arms.
I reached out my arms to carry him, but Wicked just stalked past , fury flashing in his eyes. It made uneasy...
Why? Why must Prince wear that kind of expression as he and Wicked look at one another? I don’t like this feeling, I really, really don’t!
“Lolidragon, does Prince like Wicked?” I asked her frantically, as though I’d gone mad.
“Eh? I don’t know, but I do know that Wicked likes Prince...” Lolidragon looked at .
“But I like him too!” I roared, no longer giving a damn about the consequences.
Lolidragon replied, “You’re at a disadvantage.”
Disadvantage?
“Why? I’ve known Prince longer. Wicked... Wicked has only t him a few tis.” So why am I the one at a disadvantage? Does Princereally like Wicked more?
“Then do you really love Prince? Have you ever thought about his gender?”
A painful, forlorn smile crossed my face. “I did, but... compared to his smile, his gender is totally unimportant. I only want to protect his smile. I don’t care about his gender.”
“Your feelings for Prince really are deep.”
“Yes. I will always watch over him, support him in all his endeavors, accept all his flaws, and share all his pain. This I swear.”
I vow, with all my heart, to protect that smile, forever and ever. Prince, you are my one true love.
Wicked:
The first ti I saw her, she was wearing a pink frock and her hair was tied up with a little bow. She had large, eloquent eyes, and it felt as though you could understand everything about her, just by looking into those eyes.
“Are you going to be our neighbour?” she asked, wide-eyed.
“Yep, that’s right. What’s your na?” I asked her curiously.
“Feng Lan, but Daddy and Mommy call Xiao Lan.”
I smiled. What an adorable na. It suits her very well.
“I’m Zhuo Ling Bin, but you can just call Zhuo-gēge. Xiao Lan, do you want to co in and have a glass of juice?”
“Yes!” Xiao Lan replied happily.
“Zhuo-gēge, will you marry when I grow up?” Xiao Lan asked expectantly.
I heaved a sigh. Are all the twelve-year-old girls these days this mature?
“Yes, of course I will.” How can I say no to you, when you’re looking at with such an expectant expression?
I have watched over Xiao Lan since she was young, and now she is already twelve years old and at the age where she will ask people to marry her! I patted Xiao Lan on the head affectionately.
Marry Xiao Lan? It sounds like a pretty good idea.
“Zhuo-gēge, you’re moving away? Why?” Xiao Lan asked , crying.
Don’t cry, crying doesn’t suit you.
“I... it’s because of my father’s work. Don’t worry, I will co back and find you for sure. I will, definitely.”
With an aching heart, I wiped Xiao Lan’s tears away. I silently vowed in my heart that I would definitely return, and that I would never ever make Xiao Lan cry again.
In ‘The World’ ONLINE...
Xiao Lan? I stared dazedly at the person in front of , at those eyes that I’d seen countless tis in my dreams – eyes that I could never forget. It’s her, isn’t it? That silly girl who naively asked to marry her...
Could Xiao Lan have forgotten about her Zhuo-gēge? A Zhuo-gēgewho had promised to marry her? My heart thumped wildly in my chest.
I walked up to her and asked, “Would you like to be my in-ga wife?”
She looked at with so surprise, and then asked a silly question. “Will you take care of ?”
This silly girl, doesn’t she rember that she has a Zhuo-gēge? I was slightly worried that she had really forgotten about , although I had never forgotten about her.
“Yep!”
“Okay then.” She gave a rry laugh, and then asked, “But why do you choose to play as a beastman?”
“Because beastn are strong.”
“Ohhh. But they’re so ugly!”
She really is a silly girl...no wonder she didn’t stop to think before agreeingto be my in–ga wife.I’d wager that she’s been too direct and scared off all the guys, so she couldn’t find a husband.
Although those were my thoughts, I was still secretly delighted.
I read the letter clutched in my hand, feeling helpless. Xiao Lan, you’re leaving to play ‘Second Life’? Then what choice do I have?
Thus, I switched to playing ‘Second Life’ as well...but where are you, Xiao Lan?
Relentlessly, I kept PM-ing Feng Xiao Xiao, Feng Xiao Xiao, but the system indicated that there was no such player.
Xiao Lan, where on earth are you? Don’t you rember at all?
Don’t you care about at all? The bitterness that I felt... I could almost taste it in my mouth.
I could hardly believe my eyes. Isn’t the girl who just walked byXiao Lan?All this ti, Xiao Lan has been studying in the sa university as ?
I sched to place myself in her path, hoping she would recognize , but... She doesn’t rember at all, I realized. The pain in my heart was overwhelming.
That night, I logged onto ‘Second Life’, my mood a wreck. Ming Bin was throwing a tantrum again. I was hardly in the mood to pay him any heed, but it seed that he had pissed off this team in front of us. Odd Squad? Weird na.
Hmph! If you want a fight, then I will give you one. I’m in a lousy mood anyway.
Damn it, I can’t take it anymore, I thought, deciding to go to Xiao Lan’s place in person.
By so coincidence, I encountered Xiao Lan at the bus stop. This ti, her expression changed as soon as she saw , and she kept staring at ...
Has she finally recognized ?Is that it? I fought very hard to control my smile.
By the ti we got off the bus, she still hadn’t said anything to , so I decided to talk to her myself.
“Xiao Lan... you are Xiao Lan, right?” I pretended to be surprised to see her.
Unexpectedly, she just stared at , gaping. So she really didn’t recognize . My aching heart twisted painfully at the thought.
“Have you forgotten ? I’m Zhuo Ling Bin. Zhuo-gēge, rember?” I forced myself to smile.
At least she still rembers ... I can still take so small consolation in that fact, I thought, ntally mocking myself.
I followed Xiao Lan back to her place. To my astonishnt, I found out that Feng Wu Qing was actually Feng Yang Ming.
So it’s not just Xiao Lan who has trouble recognizing people, I thought with a wry smile.
“Tranny?” I could hardly believe my ears. Xiao Lan actually went and beca a tranny in-ga? So that’s why she didn’t use the nickna Feng Xiao Xiao...
However, she refused to tell her character’s na in ‘Second Life’, and even Yang Ming had no idea who she was.
I was slightly disappointed, but it wasn’t important. After all, I could finally talk to her openly on campus, and even attend classes with her when I had spare ti. Cheerfully, I envisioned attending classes with Xiao Lan.
To increase our chances of survival in the competition, I decided on behalf of the team to form an alliance with Odd Squad, despite Ming Bin’s non-stop griping...
Odd Squad really is odd. They’re actually sending their only warrior Prince as bait to lure away the mobs? Aren’t they concerned that Princemight die?
Prince wasn’t dead. However, from what I heard, he had fallen off a cliff – which really was a fate far worse than death.
As a matter of principle, we – Dark Emperor Team – should help them out. I tried to deduce which direction Prince would have gone in... and promptly found him lying half-dead in a pool of blood.
I walked over to him and fed him a bottle of health potion. He even asked if I was Gui.
So Ming Bin wasn’t just mouthing off when he said that Gui and Prince had a weird relationship, I thought, amused.
“Oh, so it’s Zhuo-gēge!” Prince muttered to himself.
Zhuo-gēge? I froze. Only Xiao Lan ever calls that... and if I add to that the fact that Xiao Lan is playing a male character... I peered carefully at Prince’s face.
That pair of eyes...Xiao Lan!Damn it, how could I have been so stupid?Prince is Xiao Lan, and more importantly, she’s lying in a pool of blood and in pain!
Just then, Gui appeared at the scene, and I was filled with ire.
How could they let Xiao Lan experience such excruciating tornt? She should be carefully watched over and protected. Furthermore, Guiactually dares to reach out his hands to take my Xiao Lan from ? And Ming Bin even said that they have so kind of weird relationship?
I glared at Gui and strode past him.
In the end, Xiao Lan asked not to tell anyone else the truth about her.
I won’t, especially not that Professor Min! He doesn’t deserve to be with Xiao Lan, not when he’s completely incapable of protecting her.
“I will protect you with all my power. I will always stand before you, shielding you from harm. I will never let you experience any pain or sorrow, my Xiao Lan.”
I swear never to let sorrow fill those eyes again... Xiao Lan, my dearest and most beloved girl.
[½ Prince Volu 2 Extra Chapter End]
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