When you can feel yourself getting stronger, it really keeps you motivated, doesn’t it?

Talking about Granblue.

Chapter 405: Cynically Installed Intelligence

Apparently, ass is the key to reconciliation. I have no fucking idea what the hell I’m talking about, either. But even Sammy-chan—the giant snake who does not look remotely like a Sammy—had gone quiet from the awkwardness, so clearly ass is the key to peace.

Sunraku: "All right, on three, we pull!"

Goldhuneenay: "O-okay!"

Saina: "Ready, go!"

It had not pierced through a thin wall or anything. As long as it was not wedged in weirdly, pulling it out was not that hard.

Together with Goldhuneenay, I grabbed the thighs through the torn spats and yanked the ass of that “Contest Doll?” or whatever out of the wall.

Saina: "Abnormal condition resolved... You are lacking kindness."

Sunraku: "You’re lacking gratitude."

Saina: "Meaning we are one for one... Equal trade. No count."

Oh shit, what do I do? Was this the kind of NPC you could not reason with? Fuckaria was like that. Depending on how bad this got, my stomach might not survive...

Goldhuneenay: "God! You were sleeping until now, then suddenly woke up and started doing this!"

Saina: "Negative: Sleep Mode is clearly different from the fatigue-recovery behavior unique to organic lifeforms."

Sunraku: "Specifically?"

Saina: "Eighty percent of this unit’s external equipment enters inactive mode, while internal thought-processing runs at low output... In other words, an intelligent function."

Sunraku: "You’re dead wrong if you think throwing in cool-sounding words automatically makes you sound cool."

Saina: "Hmph."

What do I do? It was not that she annoyed me, but I felt like I might smack her eventually... More like the kind of smack you give someone for saying something stupid.

No, correction. That smug, snorting face on this fake doll was making me want to punch her.

She was the mech character, right? She called herself a Doll, and the cross-sections of her torn-off legs did look doll-like. But there were clearly layers of blue cyber lines running through them, and every single thing she said was sci-fi fantasy bullshit.

But why was she such a letdown? She would probably be popular as a cool mech girl if she just shut up, but the AI installed in her was way too disappointing.

Sunraku: "Uh... what was it? Edamame Disaster-san?"

Saina: "Question: Are you serious? Was that name meant for this unit? A serious flaw has been detected in the memory capacity of the next-generation primitive human species... Oh, our creator."

Sunraku: "That pisses me off... You should pick your friends better, Goldhuneenay."

Goldhuneenay: "She’s not my friend! I got dragged into this mess because this thing kidnapped me in the first place!! She suddenly mutters weird shit at the sky! It’s gross! She sleeps with her eyes open!!"

Saina: "Objection: That description may give next-generation primitive humans the wrong idea."

Sunraku: "You’re right, ‘gross’ is wrong... She’s just stupid."

Saina: "Elma model serial number 317... Unit designation [Elma=317 (Saina)]. I will beat you until you lose your language skills, so state your individual name first."

Sunraku: "Huh? You wanna go, fake Daruma? I’m Sunraku. Nice to meet you."

Goldhuneenay: "Don’t clench your fists while introducing yourselves! Eep... Don’t look at me while you’re still clenching them..."

For a snake with absolutely no cute cartoon features, Sammy-chan’s eyes had a weirdly memorable look that said, Sorry about our wimp.

It was safe to say the hostile mood had completely disappeared.

This blunt-banged twin-tailed girl might have sharp eyes, but mentally she was an elf-level wimp. The robot girl hopping around with what looked like thrusters strapped to her waist had tossed all robot-like coldness in the trash and turned out to be a trash-talker.

At this point, it would not be wrong to say Sammy-chan and I were the only sane ones here...

Still, avoiding a fight was lucky. Even if she was a wimp, Goldhuneenay was a Unique Monster. Whether I could beat her in my current state was a close call.

At the very least, I definitely could not beat that Goldhuneenay I had encountered underground under Rabituza.

Sunraku: "Hmm... So you want to escape from here?"

Goldhuneenay: "Y-yes!"

Sure, if she had four monster-level Naga under her command like that Goldhuneenay, it would be different. But Sammy-chan was only a little bigger than that voracious giant snake. Big, sure, but not big enough to take on a mobile fortress and a rail cannon.

Then how strong was Goldhuneenay herself? I had not thrown out the possibility that she was secretly strong yet.

Sunraku: "So how strong are you, personally?"

Saina: "Proxy answer: The retrieval target showed a marked calming effect from suppression stun."

Sunraku: "Meaning?"

Saina: "Very weak."

Sunraku: "Ugh..."

Okay, deadweight NPC.

Still, it would be a bit of a waste to just say goodbye here and leave after finding a Unique Monster.

...Wait. What were these two flagged as right now? One was a Unique Monster, and the other was a robot doll that was questionable as a person. But there were examples like Emul and the other Vorpal Bunnies, or Arameese and the other Cait Sith.

Maybe I should test it...?

Sunraku: "I see. I understand your situation... I understand that escaping from here is hard on your own. Normally, it would not be strange for us to be trying to kill each other... But if we can talk, there are options besides picking up weapons. I’m basically a big lump of chivalry, after all...!"

Goldhuneenay: "Then..."

Sunraku: "Yeah, let’s work together, Goldhuneenay. At least as long as you don’t betray me, I won’t betray you...!!"

Normally, you cannot send party requests to NPCs. When you team up with one, they have to send the party request to you.

Formally, it was probably like the NPC saying, “I’ll lend you my strength!” and agreeing...

[Add the Eighth Goldhuneenay to the party? Yes / No]

[Add [Elma=317] to the party? Yes / No]

Called it! Heh heh heh, I teamed up with a Unique Monster and—hold the fuck up. Hold the fuck up.

This wimp just dropped a fucking bomb on me.

Sunraku: "Eighth...?"

Goldhuneenay: "There are only three people."

Sammy: "Hiss..."

Goldhuneenay: "Ah, sorry, Sammy-chan!"

Right. Four including Sammy-chan...

The fuck am I saying. Hey, you little shit, how many sisters do you have?

Eighth? Eighth, you say...? Even counting that Goldhuneenay, that meant there were at least six more Goldhuneenays.

No, wait. It was hard to imagine this wimp Nene had only just been born. So if I counted the tsuchinoko Nene that evolved underground and instantly died, there could be nine—no, maybe even more Goldhuneenays...?

This was bad. Was this not obviously some kind of world-crisis bullshit?

If every one of them had Naga like that Goldhuneenay, we would be fucking dead.

No, maybe that Goldhuneenay alone was special? But Sammy-chan’s ambush game was fucking strong... The True Eye Bird Mask had not reacted until Sammy-chan openly showed herself.

That meant Sammy-chan’s stealth was stronger than the visual correction from my equipment.

Goldhuneenay: "What is it?"

Sunraku: "...Nothing. It’s nothing."

And do not casually send me a party request while I am distracted by the impact of “Eighth Goldhuneenay,” you busted piece of junk.

I was approving it, though...

[NPC “Eighth Goldhuneenay” has joined the party.]

[Requirements for a Bonus Unique Scenario have been met.]

[Start Bonus Unique Scenario “My Endless Struggle”? Yes / No]

A massive bombshell!!

When I fell over, I smacked my head and took a little damage.

Customize your very own Goldhuneenay and survive until only one remains!!

If you leave her alone, Bossdunee-chan will hunt her down with ridiculously strong Naga in tow.

Elma does not feel very robot-like? Take it up with the freak dollmaker who blew himself up like Matsunaga Danjo Hisahide.