I Became a 6? Gacha Character

Chapter 123: Enjoying the Game 3

Chapter 123: Enjoying the Game 3

TL/Editor: Raei

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As always, the Lucky Scoundrel Inn was bustling with people.

Its pretty waitresses and delicious food were a lure, making it a must-visit for any adventurer with a bit of spare coin.

Add to that the fact that these attractive waitresses would generously reward adventurers with extra service if they had an exciting tale to tell, there was little reason to go anywhere else.

"Is there room for five?"

"Welcome! For five, there's a table over in that corner that just opened up. Is a corner spot okay?"

Had they been a bit less lucky, they might've had to wait for a spot, but fate smiled upon them.

Just as they entered, a spacious corner table freed up.

Some boisterous adventurers, flush from the effects of alcohol, scattered, with a few exiting the inn and others heading upstairs with some waitresses.

Our group took our seats, blending in effortlessly with the lively ambiance of the inn.

From the rosy glow on the girls' cheeks, it was clear they were soaking up the merry atmosphere.

There's something infectious about a lively place, filled with laughter and warm energy.

After the cold, dank atmosphere of the caves we'd been exploring, this place felt almost like heaven.

"What would you all like to order?"

"We're all having drinks, right?"

We placed orders for hearty dishes like roast chicken and steak, each accompanied by a refreshing pint of beer.

Seemingly in the mood for the occasion, even Irene didn't hesitate to order a drink.

The waitress seemed to have taken a liking to me or Kaiden.

With exaggerated sway in her hips, she headed to the kitchen after taking our order.

Of course, no offense to her, but neither of us was interested.

I had a high chance of spending the night with Grace, and the young man with curly brown hair was actually a beautiful silver-haired lady in disguise.

The waitress's provocative movements might've turned the heads of adventurers at other tables, but they had little effect here.

"How about our leader gives a toast?"

"Oh, come on!"

Though we briefly followed the sultry sway of the waitress, we quickly got back to chatting, laughing and sharing stories.

Warm food was quickly served, most likely pre-cooked given how busy the night was.

As soon as the food was on the table, Han Se-ah lifted her beer with gusto.

It's clear why she has hundreds of thousands of subscribers; she has a certain charisma.

She might have hesitated in front of unfamiliar NPCs, but in front of friends, she was quite the talker.

"To always smooth-sailing adventures for us!"

"Ahahaha! Hanna, you sound just like an old adventurer!"

"Oh, seriously! You're the one who told me to do it!"

Grace and Han Se-ah had grown closer, most likely due to all the love shenanigans.

As they exchanged playful jokes and laughed, Irene too couldn't help but join in, smiling as she gently clinked her beer glass with the others.

When the viewers find out about this, they'll probably be stomping the ground, asking why she didn't stream.

The next time Han Se-ah goes live, I'll slyly bring tonight up.

Lately, she's been sticking that camera in my face, annoying me.

Isn't a little petty revenge in order?

If I can't tease her directly, I might as well use the viewers.

"Anyway, cheers!"

Clang!

The coarse glass mugs collide with a refreshing sound.

Of course, it's immediately drowned out by the boisterous chatter of nearby adventurers.

In the time it takes to lift a glass for a toast, who knows how many exaggerated tales of adventure one might hear?

There's one such story behind me right now.

"Hey, that golem, it's worth a lot of money!"

"The one from the 21st floor? What happened there?"

A giggling, drunk adventurer from the table behind us raises his mug.

He seems quite intoxicated, his face as red as a ripe date.

The man with beer foam stuck in his beard, holding a familiar item in his free hand, is boasting about his adventures.

Specifically, holding a part of a steel golem's shoulder.

I only agreed to buy the mana stones from the rock golems.

What he has in his hand is the loot of a steel golem.

It seems like they hunted both the rock and steel golems, especially since the golden golem won't appear again due to us.

"If you look closely, very closely, at the walls of the cave on the 21st floor, you'll see a pattern."

"Really? There's something like that?"

"Yes! That famous senior adventurer, the one who scours the lower floors, keeps finding things. Like that massive wolf or the orc army.

He found something hidden in the caves too!"

His voice is loud and he's just behind us, so we can hear everything.

We, who had been laughing and drinking, now quietly focus on the drunk's tales while munching on our food.

Hearing about our adventures from another adventurer's mouth is a unique experience.

It's a different feeling than when merchants or nobles approach us with personal requests.

"Is that story about Roland?"

"Is that from a steel golem? He must be skilled."

Our group whispers amongst ourselves, trying not to be heard by the table behind us.

Even Kaiden, who has maintained a stoic demeanor until now, can't help but show a hint of a smile.

Oblivious to the five pairs of ears listening in from behind, the bearded adventurer continues his story, sprinkling saliva as he speaks enthusiastically.

He gulps down half of his beer, spilling the other half, as the noise of the inn surrounds him.

"Anyway, when you pour mana into that pattern, the cave starts to change strangely, and you find a huge golem there.

No matter how much you try to cut it down, it doesn't get hurt. It just keeps coming closer with heavy steps, like thud, thud, thud, oh"

However, his story doesn't reach its conclusion.

Perhaps due to the amount of alcohol he consumed, he suddenly groans and slumps forward.

Noticing the scene, she seemed disappointed as she stealthily glanced around before helping the man up to the second floor.

Perhaps she was incredibly curious about the golem story, or she might have had plans to fleece a man who seemed flush with gold coins.

It's no loss to her if she can hear adventurous tales in the process.

"Hey, is the waitress taking that man upstairs?"

"Well, that's the kind of establishment this is."

Irene's face flushed bright red upon seeing this.

No matter how naive she might be, she probably knows what this establishment's waitresses are up to.

Rather than gossiping about how embarrassing he looked drunk, or how he might be getting swindled by the waitress, the conversation shifted to a related topic.

"Speaking of the golem mana stones, has anything been found yet?"

"I heard that during my request, the Magic Tower acquired a few of them. Research probably has just begun, but they'll find something soon."

Various conversation topics followed, mostly trivial ones.

It only took a few drinks for those unaccustomed to alcohol to become tipsy.

Silent, Kaiden seemed ready to bury her head onto the table.

Irene, who was muttering what seemed like religious scriptures, was given water to sober up.

It was hectic.

Thankfully, Grace and Han Se-ah weren't as drunk as the others.

"...We should book a room upstairs for Kaiden since we don't know where he is staying. And we'll need to take Irene to the temple."

"I'll do it! I'll take her!"

It seems the drunkenness effect was accurately portrayed in the game, blurring one's vision and making things seem wobbly.

Before I could stop her, a slightly unsteady Han Se-ah rose, supporting Irene as they headed toward the temple.

She probably just wanted me and Grace to be alone together.

Feeling slightly annoyed by it, I called over a waitress, roughly tucked Kaiden into an empty room on the second floor, and exited the establishment.

As I stepped out and gazed at the high-hanging moon, Grace snuggled closer, seeking warmth from the cool breeze.

I was feeling tipsy myself.

It's been a while since I held a woman, and I don't care if someone sees or judges.

Matching Grace's pace, I walked beside her.

The damn player might be spying, but what can I do?

"Roland, where should we go?"

"...To my place."

"...Together?"

As we strolled, I enjoyed the warmth from her arm.

Perhaps it was the buff from being a gacha character, but despite all the alcohol and food consumed, there was no peculiar smell from Grace.

Only a soft, sweet scent tickled my nose.

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Raei Translations

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The next morning, after spending the night with Grace, I headed to the guild.

Han Se-ah, wearing a full smile, was already there, looking at us as we entered.

She was watching us after all.

Sneaky woman.

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