"Onii-chan! If you get distracted while playing, you'll die really fast..." Hamster Umaru pouted as she looked at the game character that had suddenly died.
"Umaru, you startled me just now. What did you say about an offline meetup?" Sogo Doma gripped the controller a little tighter, and cracks appeared on the seemingly sturdy controller.
"Onii-chan, offline meetups are perfectly normal these days, okay? Everyone in the guild is free again this weekend..." Hamster Umaru said, tilting her head.
"But Umaru, haven't you heard that saying? Through a screen, it's hard to tell whether the one chatting with you is a person or a dog..." He absolutely had to eliminate this online-meetup flag.
"Huh? Have dogs evolved enough to use the internet now? Can they shop online too?" Hamster Umaru: (☆▽☆)
"No, it's just a metaphor, a metaphor. People online can be very different in real life. Some people look loaded online, but maybe they eat instant noodles every day in reality. Some people seem incredibly bold online, but maybe in real life they're just effeminate guys...
"Do you understand? So it's hard to tell whether those people online are good people or bad people!"
"Onii-chan, there aren't that many bad people! Besides, the meetup is during the day. Umaru isn't stupid. If there are bad people, Umaru can just leave." Hamster Umaru looked utterly disdainful.
"But aren't you afraid your identity will be exposed? You've always insisted on maintaining your refined young lady persona, Umaru..." Sogo Doma tried to dissuade his Imouto from another angle.
"Hmph, hmph, hmph. Umaru has special UMR transformation clothes. As long as Umaru disguises herself well, no one will discover her identity." Hamster Umaru first folded her arms with a smug expression. Then she propped up her chin and said, "Besides, everyone in the