Chapitre 93: Chapter 83 what were the odds!!!????????!?!?!
Finally, Dante set foot in the fountain, seeing the blue sky once more, and with all the alternative encounters behind him, he was back with an urgent new objective. Stretching his limbs, he mentally prepared for what lay ahead. His life was on the line, and he knew he couldn't afford any mistakes or tomfoolery from the silly personality.
But just as he was about to run full mach to talk about it with his friends, a melodic feminine voice raising to a childlike tone roared in the distance, "HEY YOU!"
Dante turned around, his hair trailing off. He met a pink wall of hair and gave a big puff of air to get his messy pink hair out of his head. Now, he was finally meeting who spoke to him.
Standing before him was a girl, no more than 1.60 meters tall, with an appearance that exuded a natural allure impossible to ignore. Her attire resembled that of a magical girl, with a capricious blend of pastel and light colours, predominantly pink and white. Her outfit sparkled with an innocent charm, reminiscent of the series you watched as a kid where the heroes always won. Even her weapon was a peculiar fusion of a gun and a magic wand adorned with ribbons and hearts, casting a faint glow.
With all her theme palettes being either pastel or light colors, her presence gave intense reminiscences of the alternative version that used LOVE. The girl defiantly aimed her wand gun at Dante with unwavering conviction while her sharp accusation pierced the air: "YES, YOU! You... You smell too fake love!"
The accusation lingered in the air, charged with intensity. The girl's eyes, of a striking shade of cerulean, bore into his with a mixture of determination and suspicion. With her pastel-colored hair tied up in an intricate way, she showed a fierce face that was ready to brawl, even if she couldn't win.
Dante turned around, expecting to see someone, but the space was empty. Confused, he turned back, only to find the same pink-themed magical girl pointing at him with unwavering conviction as if he were the perpetrator of some unknown crime. Her voice was insistent as she exclaimed, "Don't hide it! I can sense a lot of fake and artificial love impregnated around..." Her words trailed off as a look of realization dawned on her face. "Around... you???!!!"
Her eyes widened in disbelief. "Why isn't it inside you?" she murmured, perplexed. She hastily pulled out a book from her inventory, flipping through the pages with frantic energy. "When you're in love, it should be inside you, not outside- Wait... This isn't yours... it's from someone else!"
Without hesitation, she rushed closer, her hands grasping at the thin air around Dante. Her voice dropped to a murmur as she whispered, "Did the system lie to me?" Gathering her courage, she tentatively tasted the air, but at that moment, her pupils dilated to the size of cumin seeds. A tidal wave of nausea hit her; her body felt like a limp noodle for a second as she nearly collapsed on the ground.
Struggling to not vomit from such a disgusting experience, she hardly managed to mumble, "This isn't love... It's just a lie! A BIG LIE!" Her voice trembled with a mix of horror and confusion. Her pastel hair, now slightly disheveled from the frantic movement, covered her face, "And worse of all it's a lie she doesn't even believe! Why would someone want to fall so madly in love???"
As she finished speaking, Dante's and the girl's eyes intertwined for a fleeting moment. The same kindred sensation he had felt when meeting Karina Katley surged through him. The girl smiled and said, "Nice to see a fellow... in the same boat. I would say the name, but that could get us in a lot of trouble! But I know this... If destiny is willing to help, our paths will intertwine again. Two boats will crash because they follow a similar course!"
A friend's invitation popped up beside him, "I hope to see you soon when I am stronger," The girl replied, his voice filled with quiet resolve. "I've just arrived... and I also need to teach a lesson to whoever is spreading that lie, that love is so impure and corrupted that it shouldn't even exist! If I find her, justice will be served-"
Before the girl could finish her sentence, a towering figure abruptly appeared beside the girl, dwarfing her with its imposing presence. With a swift, bossy punch, the giant girl struck the magical girl on the head, her voice resonating with a stern command, "WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT INTERACTING WITH OTHER PLAYERS!"
The magical girl naturally recoiled, her hand instinctively reaching up to take care of the impact zone, and her eyes began to brim with tears. Her voice, now small and childlike, trembled as she stammered in protest, "But."
The giant girl, now visibly exasperated but nonetheless maintaining a hint of patience, sighed deeply. Her towering aura softened slightly as she bowed in apology towards Dante, "Sorry if this... "Chuunibyou" has caused you trouble. She's new here and still learning the ropes."
She grabbed the magical girl's slender wrist without much problem and pulled the protesting girl along. The magical girl, barely reaching up to her shoulder, squirmed and yelped, resisting like a stubborn cat being dragged to an unwanted bath. Her pink and white attire fluttered as she struggled with all her might to dig her heels into the ground, desperately trying to stop moving.
In the distance, the giant girl stopped carrying her and swiftly reprimanded her with a tap on the magical girl's forehead using her middle finger. The sound of a scolding and protest echoed faintly in the distance.
Dante stood dumbfounded in his place. He couldn't help but think about his personality problems, "So this is how Daniel-" he thought about the others, "No... -everyone else feels every second they interact with the Pinkie Pie version of me..."
A royal purple page opened beside him, "Meet your match (Completed): 'Meet another aspect for at least 1 minute.'
Dante took a deep breath and closed the window of the aspect authority, "Okay, now that the stars have aligned and I've met another aspect, let's go and get everything going for this event... BECAUSE I AM LATE FOR MY TAXES!!!" With a few quick taps, he hastily wrote a message saying, "Taxes… NOW!"
Dante prepared to run at full speed to gather everyone, but he stopped as soon as he gained some momentum, "Right, I can TELEPORT! Wait… but I'm still in control, how the fuck do I teleport?"
He sent another message: "I HAVE SOMETHING URGET TO DO. I NEED EVERYONE TO GATHER FOR THIS EVENT. I NEED MONEY… NOW!"
The first to answer was Daniel, and it wasn't an answer; it was a question, "Pinkie or You?"
Dante replied, "We don't change; it's just that a personality exerts its trait more over the other, but in short, YES! I have control. So, long story short, I didn't know that taxes existed, and I spent all my money on this upgrade, so I need a lot of money, and I need it quick because I probably won't have more than a week."
Thalassa replied in the chat with a single emoji: "👍"
Daniel replied again, "This time, the event needs 5 players, and you have a deadline of a few minutes. I don't think you can get everyone in time."
Dante wrote in bold text, "Yeah, my taxes say otherwise."
Daniel proposed another solution in the chat, one that required less planning, and it didn't involve calling each single one of them for an event, "You can go and hunt for monsters, just go in a rampage, and kill everything in your path."
Dante, not entirely convinced, wrote before finally going for everyone else, "The event is for levels 50-100. We don't have to score top; we just have to go and win! like the last time! So you have 5 minutes to get ready! WE ARE GOING TO THE EVENT!!!"
Thalassa: "👍"
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
stone