"Holy shit. I never got a bento in the beta.
Are you telling me that its stat boost is worth more than 2 and a half levels? People would have to be lucky to get to level 3 before floor 2. "
"You have GOT to find out where she got that stuff. It could save our lives.
"
Argo {20:35}:
"Doneso Ki-bou. I'll be on the lookout from now on.
See if you can grab me an Anneal Dagger, and we'll call it evens. "
"Yes. I know what you are doing.
Who was the one to discover that quest, after all~"
"You should be able to run it twice before anyone else gets there, once to get their only sword, and once for the dagger. "
"Normally I'd do it myself, but y'know, I've got bigger fish to fry. "
Kirito {20:36}:
"Fine. "
She ends the group chat with a slow nod. Now all she needs to do is stalk this girl and watch her like a hawk.
She's not going to get any sleep tonight, is she?
Damn.
A blonde girl peers around the corner of an alley her target just walked into.
It's a dead end. So, there's no reason for her to be here.
She tiredly rubs a dark circle under her eye and lets out a long yawn, her stealth skill making sure she remains unnoticed by her target.
She watches her target hold up a hand, a small holographic compass appearing above it.
"What the fuck?" The girl lowly whispers. "What sort of skill is that?!"
She watches the brown haired girl, still holding that strange- almost magic-looking- skill and approach the wall.
She prepares her hands to snap a photo, doing so as she flinches.
Why does she flinch exactly? The wall peels back to reveal a door.
A door to a shop.
The blonde girl quickly rushes forwards, making sure to keep her skill active, taking a mental note of where the door is as the brown haired girl opens it and walks inside.
The door closes behind her, the brick wall seemingly enclosing back around the door and hiding it from view, causing the blonde information broker to fall silent, perturbed frown on her face.
Nothing happens for roughly two minutes, then, the door opens yet again, and the girl walks outside looking over her shoulder, she calls out into the shop. "Thanks, Argo.
"
h-huh?
But that's her name.
She watches as the brown haired girl closes the door, the brick wall folding inwards and the door turning invisible, said girl turns and walks out of the alleyway.
Well. .
.
Let's see what this place is.
I let out a quiet yawn as I run a hand through my wet hair, I had just gotten out of the shower when Lisbeth came to get some more items.
A decent little profit of twenty-ish dollars. She bought two more bento boxes and some sodas.
I stretch my arms above my head. 'Well, that's about all I'm probably going to sell today.
I should have made the Bento boxes even more expensive. My bad.
'
I'm going to bed no-
The door opens with a jingle, causing me to blink in confusion and look over.
A tired looking girl slowly walks into the shop, dark circles under her eyes, she wears a dark cloak and has a yellowish shirt, a leather chest piece atop it similar to Lisbeth's.
A small smirk crosses her lips.
"So. What do yah sell?"
My eyes flick upwards.
Argo - Lv 1
"One of us is going to have to change our name. " I blandly comment, causing the girl's smile to grow.
"Judging by your clothing and that name atop your head, you are currently trapped within a game called Sword Art Online, correct?"
"And what if I am?"
I let out a low hum as I nod. "Welcome to Fortune's Favors.
My personal interdimensional shop that is for some reason connecting my Japan to your death game. "
She closes the door only to let out a groan as she clutches the sides of her head. She shudders for a brief moment, eyes clenched shut.
After some time, she cracks open an eye, glancing around at the numerous popups in her vision.
"Interdimensional shop, eh? That better not have melted my mind out there. "
"Oh, no. That'll only happen if I open the door to my home and you walk out the door there.
You'll hit a barrier and get another warning that you have to confirm, though. If you do, you get bound to your avatar and can more or less do whatever you want from that point on.
. .
without Aincrad's system, of course as your old body dies horribly. Your mind now inhabiting your new body with no issues.
"
"Oh? So I can run away from SAO right this second if I wanted to?"
"You could, I wouldn't recommend it, though. " I shrug.
"My world is hellish with supernatural creatures and shit. I'm not joking with you here.
Basically, all religions are real, and humans are at the bottom of the food chain. "
"Hrn. Alright.
I'm sort of down to believe you considering you don't have a name tag. So, Argo two, what can I buy here?"
"Lighters, food, drink, other things when I get enough money to buy them. "
Her eyes glimmer slightly as she pulls out a pen and paper. "Whatcha got, Guy-Argo? I want to list the effects down.
"
"Well, first off, you look like you could probably use some of this. " I begin as I pull out a recent purchase and sit it on the desk.
She stares frozen for a long moment, her eyes slowly trail up to meet my own.
The label reads "5-hour energy. "
"How much?"
"Fifty per. "
Judging by how she doesn't flinch at the price which I not so subtly multiplied by twenty,Five-hour energy must be pretty damn decent in game.
With a flash one hundred Cor appears on the table, she takes two of the mini bottles and opens one instantly.
I notice her dark circles lessen slightly as she lets out a low huff of exhaustion. "Alright.
So. What have you got?"
"The real question you should be asking, lesser Argo. " I begin slowly.
"What could I very easily get at the supermarket from my own world?"
She opens her mouth, gaping for a second, then cups her chin in thought. "Can you get me.
. .
a medical kit?"
"Alright. " I nod slowly.
"I'll see about getting that soon enough. Anything else?"
"A fishing rod, hook, bait, and tackles. "
I give her a confused look.
"According to the official guidebook, the fishing profession doesn't open until floor twenty. Though, we never saw it ourselves during the beta.
" She admits. "As for the medical kit, first aid is an extra skill you are able to learn on floor five from either of the two elf faction's forward operating bases.
That is the sole place on the lower floors you can get medical supplies which is needed for the extra skill. Buuuut players transferring down the supplies allowed people on the first few floors to learn the skill on their own.
"
"But doesn't using a med-kit take time? Time which you are open to attacks, and the potential you won't even be able to get to a player before they die. "
"Ah. That's true.
. .
but why do you think that the healing values were genuinely massive? Far surpassing any potion or healing crystal. " The girl impishly smirks.
"Alright. I'll see what I can do.
. .
why do you want fishing anyways?"
"Cooking- which has been made possible with your lighters- Exp, secret enemies, alchemy ingredients, that sort of thing. "
"Wouldn't secret enemies fished up with a minimum floor twenty item. .
. typically be level twentyish?"
"…"
"That'd be a lot of EXP. " The girl mutters under her breath.
"Can you get us bows and arrows as well. "
"I live in Japan. I can't just walk out somewhere and get a bow and arrow.
"
"Tch- Damn. " She curses.
"Can you get me pots and pans. They can turn a campfire into a cooking station that can be used to cook dishes of up to mastery two hundred.
"
"I can. But this is going to be really expensive, I hope you know.
" I point out.
"Please. " The girl who shares the same name with me.
"I know how to make money. "
I can already see this as a very profitable transaction.
Alright, so I posted two chapters to my snippets recently and to staggeringly positive reviews (I mean, really, both parts got like 100 reviews each) I've decided to make it a legitimate fic due to popular request.
God punished my hubris and my work remains unfinished and all that.
My muse is a cruel bitch and my suffering is eternal.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter.