Love Comes After Simulation - Chapter 37

An ordinary young man reincarnates as Adrian, the eldest son of a once-prominent noble family now living out in boonies of the kingdom. Watch as Adrian embarks on a tantalizing journey, to support his graceful and caring mother and feisty older sister, as a man should, with his seduction system.

Naofumi Iwatani, an uncharismatic Otaku who spends his days on games and manga, suddenly finds himself summoned to a parallel universe! He discovers he is one of four heroes equipped with legendary weapons and tasked with saving the world from its prophesied destruction.

As the Shield Hero, the weakest of the heroes, all is not as it seems. Naofumi is soon alone, penniless, and betrayed. With no one to turn to, and nowhere to run, he is left with only his shield. Now, Naofumi must rise to become the legendary Shield Hero and save the world!

For a certain LOL competition, a certain online streamer famous for pissing people off was currently explaining and broadcasting it at the same time.

Streamer: This support, so tr*sh.

Streamer: If that jungler was my teammate, I would already be idling at the fountain and playing piano for him by now.

Streamer: I recommend that this player go back and properly practice how to last hit.

Audience: What bullshit! If you’re any better, then you do it!

Streamer: Daddy I really can do it.

Audience: Okokok. If you can do it then I’ll chop off my head so you can kick it.

A few months later, LOL’s veteran pro team TTC announced a new mid laner, Soft. A boy with flashy blue hair appeared in front of the audience and played Zed to utter perfection, killing everyone he saw, causing all the female fans to begin toeing the line of infidelity.

During the MVP interview after the match, everyone held their breath and eagerly watched this newcomer.

Only to see the boy accept the microphone, smile and ask, “That water friend with the StarTV user ID ‘Suburb King 101,’ my team’s address is on the official website, when will you mail your head over?”

After a certain regular season match finished, the staff member went backstage to urge the team members to go onstage and conduct their interviews, only to see TTC’s new mid laner and jungler standing in the corner.

TTC’s number one ace · jungler daddy Road pressed their team’s new mid laner Soft against the wall. He lowered his eyes and asked lowly, “At the interview, do you know what you did?”

That quick-tempered mid laner, who had solidified his image as a troll in the audience’s eyes the very first time he went on stage, turned completely red. “I know. I won’t curse at anyone… I definitely won’t curse at anyone.”

The sequel to Hunting the Field Guide.Kellen thought that his troubles were over.He'd dealt with the issue of the Poison Gate, he'd saved his sister, and he found out the location of where his trusty fellow Field Guide was located. As far as he was concerned, things were finally looking up for him.He could finally, finally live out the peaceful life he'd wished for when he'd first left the Front Lines.But then the E.A.G. reared it's old head. A hydra, a beast that just wouldn't die, Kellen was at his damn wit's end. All he wanted was to live out the life he'd literally carved out for himself. He just wanted to be happy with his Captain. Why was it so damn hard?Meanwhile, Brent Jameson just wanted to be left alone. A man who knew he could have exceptional talent, Brent just wanted to do what he loved. Sleep around, escort people through Gates, and drink his problems away whenever he wanted to.He did not want to be the new Head of a Guild. That sounded like the exact opposite of what a man like him would want to do. He also didn't want to be attached. Maybe Kellen was right and he had a type, and maybe he avoided that kind of person, but hey, he was just a guy.He couldn't be with someone when he was worried at any minute that he could be teleported away from them and dropped into the ocean. Hell, it was dangerous for him to even have friends. Now that he was back 'home' with his lovely, wonderful family, he knew that he had made the right choice.Brent was better off alone.