This Game Called Life

[112] Flip out

"Enju is not a hacker!" I slammed my hands on the table, as I heard that comment being muttered for the 50,000 time that day.

The whole guild hall was silent as everyone looked to me.

"Then if she isn't hacking, then what is she?" As soon as Eritol asked, Megumi pinched him on the shoulder, earning a sharp cry from him.

I looked down, then slowly and awkwardly sank down back in my chair like a Grimer.

"Riga..." Via said in a soft worried tone.

Ah...It's over...

I curled up my fist.

"Enju..." My voice trailed off. "She is absolutely not a hacker...I will tell you all why..."

I took a quick scan at everyone, then angled my eyes down again.

"12 years ago, I lost my right arm in real life in a car accident."

My eyes hardened.

"Later on, my arm was replaced with a robotic one, and Enju is the personal assistance AI I downloaded into my arm."

"The truth is, when Unlimited Dreams came out, it was the most popular game in the world, it still is now. So I thought, if I played this game, I will make a lot of friends."

I paused, and sucked in a breath.

"The truth is, before I played this game, no, even before I played this game, I had no friends. That's right, no friends. I am just a 18 year old otaku, getting C's as a freshman."

I let out a sneer.

"Enju saw how things were going on for me, so she joined the game with me not long after. It was even quite surprising for me, an AI playing a game with me? Ha! Ridiculous!..."

I found myself shaking my head.

"But still, she was the first friend I added in this game. And the only person who was truly beside me for 12 years..."

A tear fell on the table.

My fist tightened to the point it was turning purple.

But I didn't care, I didn't care.

I shot up from my seat.

Then without further words, I logged out of the game.

Q: Have you ever said an emotional speech in public before?