My breath caught sharp in my chest.
The woman who let get beaten up on the bus by a robber, the sa woman that led into her apartnt and fucked silly, the woman that I caught having sex with Eirlys Sonder in the dead of night.
Last ti I saw her in ga, she was using a male avatar, acting like so anarchistic heartless userna squatter. And now... this? This woman who looked exactly like her real-world face, standing here in front of .
Of course, she could be just, like- dead and created a new account with female avatar. But she had top-grade lee gear around my level, so that was most likely not the case.
"That’s impossible," I spat, my words tangling into one another. "She- I still don’t get it, who the fuck are you?! You had a male avatar! People can’t just... Use a different sex! Not in this ga! I tried breaking through it before, nothing works! Are you a hacker? Did Eirlys have sothing to do with this?!"
Before I knew it, my hands were already on her shoulders, shaking back and forth. And she didn’t clench her muscles to hold her ground, just letting ragdoll her body dramatically and codically.
She opened her mouth, and I expected so great relevation.
"Good question."
Was all she said.
"You mother-"
"Cory!" Ann got in between us and pulled away, "Relax, baby. Tanya’s just helping here, kickstarting my little business before it start moving on its own. You two will need serve a very special guest together, soone who’ll pay very, very well, together."
I didn’t even care how ridiculous the proposition was at first, my eyes were on Tanya as Ann gestured us both to sit down across from each other. She was looking at with those tired bewitching blue eyes, and a smile, smirk almost, like she didn’t care who I am at all.
I clenched my fists under the table, trying to still my shaking. I didn’t have any reason to be hostile towards her, not exactly...
When the last ti we in the sa room in real life, I indeed just lay down and accept her doing anything to , but when it co the ga? Professionalism’s the priority.
My eyes kept darting to Tanya’s face, her smile, her gear, the impossibility of it pressed on like a weight, I couldn’t trust it. I couldn’t trust her... I couldn’t trust a woman who knew how to breastfeed and finger so well to make lose my mind, and now appearing in a brothel.
Suddenly, she spoke again, and I noticed before the words ca out, because I was staring down at her lips.
"Do you want to tell Cory here who the guest is?" Tanya asked Ann casually, as if this was a tea party.
Guest... Huh?
That was when I finally snapped back to reality about what Ann said.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait." My words tumbled out in a panic. "There is no amount of money in this universe that could convince to have a threeso with so dude while she..."
I paused for a second, and the two of them were waiting on .
"Seriously, I’m not going to let a guy fuck while she watches!" I jabbed at Tanya again, "Not when she’s is in the sa room at the very least! That’s just... No! That’s cosmic bullshit!"
I must’ve gotten my priorities mixed up there, but I weren’t always the sharpest tool in the shed.
Ann chuckled awkwardly this ti, her tone trying to soothe my uneaseness, suggesting she was bored with all the laughing and teasing .
"Technically, Cory, you don’t have to do anything..." She said.
To which I tilted my head:
"What do you..."
"Madam?"
Before I could ask for elaboration, a woman, whom I recognized as the front desk clerk, stepped inside through the kitchen door.
"The client has arrived."
"Send them in," Ann said casually.
"No, do not send them in!" I shot to my feet again. "We’re not done talking about this, Ann! You are not going to make do this, I will make you regret it you can fucking count on that. I swear, I will cut off the dick of any fucker that walks through that do..."
But then the door opened, which startled for so reason, even though I was confident no one could kill or harm in ga.
So, I turned to look.
And it wasn’t a man. It was a woman, which I should be happy about, but I’m not.
Why? Because unfortunately, I recognized her.
Sa- motherfucking -rah.
Oh, still didn’t jog your mory?
Real na: Sarah
Userna: DreamDream
Old userna: CoffeeCoffeeCoffee
Affliation: Lion’s Parade (Guild)
Alternative Affliation: Cousin of Jack Kendrick, the guild leader (he told so)
Her fra was slender, with soft-featured, skin was on the pale side when compared to the locals, long brown hair tied back in a simple braid, spectacles glinting faintly from the candlelight.
Her eyes widened the instant they landed on , wariness laced with fear.
"It’s you..." she whispered.
She recognized too.
Because after all... I did kinda technically killed 14 of her friends right in front of her eyes and reset the Lion’s Parade from being the fastest growing guild in the first week of the ga to so edgy guild called Bloodbather (New Destiny haven’t made their move back then).
Also, I did kinda maybe allegedly blackmailed her into kissing if she wanted to live when I had a dagger to her throat.
And... She was the client?
Wait wait wait no no no, she could still be just another worker!
So, I looked to Ann, and the Giantess clapped her hands with a wicked grin.
"Cory, et Tanya. Tanya, et Sarah. Sarah, et Cory." She spoke, "Sarah? Cory and Tanya’s will be serving you today."
Oh my fucking god she’s the client... Oh god it’s Karma, Buddhism was right all along. I’m reaping what I sowed.
"But Ann..." I slapped a palm against my face, groaning as it dragged down my cheek.. "But why, why did you use my real na? I can’t believe I’m here right now."
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