Chapter 2 – Area 3 Number 47

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Chapter 2 – Area 3 Number 47 “Chie, who do you think you are!” “Letting him retire is for his sake. What else can he do?” “Right right. As tactful as he is, he wouldn’t think to blame the club for retiring.” Natsu and Mira Jane left. Everyone else in the conference room suddenly recovered and began mocking him again. But Laxus’s expression was mixed. He did not participate and moved closer to the manager instead: “I don’t understand. How could he have accepted these conditions?” “He had no other choice but to accept.” the manager said. “Why?” “Because he can’t pay the penalty fee.” the manager said. “How… How can that be?” Laxus was stunned. Natsu had worked hard as a professional gamer for seven years and was also at his peak. Even if he had refused all business related matters, his salary shouldn’t have been so low that he would be unable to pay for the penalty fee. “You weren’t in that generation, so you wouldn’t know. In the Alliance’s initial stages, the Alliance pro-players were nowhere near as impressive as now. At that time, the pro-players that had been fired ended up in terrible situations Most of their youth had been used up on gaming. But none of them were skilled enough and most of them fell into dire financial straits. Natsu was that era’s genius and we relied on his achievements to get to where we are today. But he had a lot of friends like that.” “So what you’re saying is that most of his assets were given to those friends?” Laxus’s eyes widened. “Right!” “Then if he needed the money, why would he refuse to accept business activities?” Laxus asked. “No one knows the reason for this!” the manager said. “You don’t have any guesses?” Laxus asked. “It might have something to do with his family.” the manager said. “Eh?” “No one knows anything about his family. He also never talks about them. It’s very strange, which is why I suspected it.” the manager said. “This person…. has a lot of stories!” Laxus lifted up the One Summer card that Natsu just gave him. He knew that Natsu had made this account long before the Professional Alliance had been created. Used all the way up until now, this card was one of Honor’s oldest accounts. “Okay, let’s not talk about him anymore. The boss is busy today and can’t come. But he gave me this bottle of aged red wine from his collection just for your welcoming.” the manager said. “Ha ha, thank you very much! With me, the Excellent Era Club will shine once again!” Natsu then left. Mira Jane stood in front of the club’s entrance. She stood like this until Natsu disappeared into the distance. He repeatedly turned around to wave his hand. Tears had already begun streaming down Mira Jane’s cheeks long ago. Without saying too much, Natsu said a total of nine words: “I’ll rest a year and then I'll come back.” Mira Jane didn’t say another word. She only nodded her head again and again. She was no longer that innocent young girl and had already assumed a lot of responsibilities alone. Raindrops fell from the clouds. This season was very cold. Raining? When Natsu left the club, he hadn’t thought of the next step. Having grown accustomed to a lifestyle for so many years, he had not yet adapted to the sudden change yet. He wanted to walk along like this until his thoughts cleared up. Who knew that the weather wouldn’t give him this opportunity? At this moment, rain began to fall more and more as time went on. Falling raindrops quickly started soaking him, slowly giving him the chilly shoulders. Raindrops also started to fall from his hair. If he didn’t take shelter, he would get sick. Natsu looked around left and right and then saw an Internet Cafe along the road. The lights were still brightly shining late at night and he ran towards it at once. The Internet Cafe was nice and warm.Natsu burst in and shook the raindrops and water off of his body and went up to the reception area. “Area 3 Number 47.” The young lady at the reception desk informed him of an open computer. She soon handed over an ID card to boot up the computer only to see that he had already left. The young lady didn’t fuss over it. This type of matter evidently happened quite often. She silently put away the ID card knowing that he would have to come back to get it. Area 3 Number 47, Natsu followed the signs searching. This Internet Cafe wasn’t small. There were many computers and there was even a second floor. Area 3… Natsu saw the Area Number on the ceiling. It looked like he didn’t need to go up to the second floor. Once he counted to Number 47, Natsu became startled. This station had already been taken by a woman. Moreover, she was playing Honor. She was currently in the Arena dueling. Her fierce movements caused the ponytail bunched up high on her head to sway. Facing her, he saw her controlling a Launcher. Natsu almost blacked out. He almost thought that Mira Jane was sitting there. But he quickly realized that it wasn’t her. Mira Jane was always gentle and serene. Even during an intense PK confrontation, she always held a smile. Speaking about her, Natsu sometimes watched as she smiled while causing her opponents to explode into pieces. When she then politely said sorry, he would always inexplicably tremble a bit. As for this girl, her appearance was also beautiful and gentle. But she fumed with rage and devastating her keyboard in an all-out effort making him feel that her appearance from top to bottom was a huge trap. “Her murderous spirit is too scary. Only what a pity…” Natsu saw the screen clearly. He saw that this girl was about to be in a terrible situation. As expected, her opponent capitalized on the opportunity as soon as she made a mistake. In two hits, what little life remained immediately drained all at once. “D*MN IT!” Natsu heard this girl roar in rage. She slammed the keyboard directly shutting down the game. Natsu hesitated on whether he still wanted the station or not. The girl already turned her head glancing at the hesitant Natsu. Furiously getting up, she asked: “Computer?” Natsu nodded his head. “Then sit down!” The girl had already left. Natsu shook his head at the impatience of ordinary gamers and finally sat down. Lucy was depressed, extremely depressed. She had just dueled 52 times in the Arena, but she hadn’t won a single one. She didn’t want to believe this was real. Lucy rubbed the “Chasing Haze” in her pocket. Her account wasn’t bad. Among ordinary players, her account would be considered quite strong and her skill level wasn’t low. She had played Honor for a full five years. Her opponent’s account wasn’t as good as hers, but she still couldn’t win over him a single time over 52 duels. “He’s a powerful expert.” Lucy concluded. “Boss, you haven’t logged out yet. Why is that person playing?” Lucy was thinking as she walked, when a voice suddenly interrupted. Lucy tilted her head and looked. At the neighboring computer, a frequent customer at the Internet Cafe was stretching out his neck looking at the computer she had just sat at. Not good! Lucy’s heart dropped as she rushed back. Due to Honor’s popularity, Honor log-in devices became standard computer accessories that were indispensable for Internet Cafes. Account cards only needed to be inserted into the device so in these sorts of public places, everyone put away their cards after using them. Every card only had one account. Lost cards could be reported, so stealing did not exist. But in these sorts of public places, frequently, people would carelessly forget to log-out and end up having their money and equipment looted. Lucy had been extremely frustrated after 52 straight losses and wasn’t paying attention. She hadn’t logged out, but switched to the desktop instead. Lucy hurriedly ran up and sure enough, that guy really was playing on her account. Only it didn’t look like he was stealing equipment, it looked like he was eagerly dueling in the Arena. Lucy didn’t have time to bellow in rage, when a single large word popped up on the screen…
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