Moon World Girlfriend Comes Knocking

Moon World Girlfriend Comes Knocking Author: Little Fish

Synopsis:

The girlfriends from games had all become real.

Lan Ze had transmigrated to Tokyo. One day, he received a single-player game called "Moon World." After clearing it, he tossed the game into a drawer.

Then, one sunny afternoon, Heroic Spirits from Moon World emerged from the game...

Lan Ze's world instantly descended into chaos.

Japan's underground had been seized by Ereshkigal and transformed into the Underworld, while the queen of the Land of Shadows lived right next door. On the day Artoria accepted the Holy Grail's summons, she ran away and came to Tokyo looking for someone, only to encounter Saintess Jeanne d'Arc, who looked remarkably like herself.

When the mages of the Mage's Association noticed the anomaly here and came knocking, they found the Princess of the Root diligently preparing breakfast in Lan Ze's home... Zelretch sat at the dining table, chatting and laughing with Lan Ze, while Mother of All lay sprawled on the sofa playing a handheld game.

The Beasts were no longer threats to Humanity's Order, and everyone seemed to be getting along happily.

Except...

"Why did things end up like this?"

Watching the girls happily discuss how to split Lan Ze up between them, Lan Ze gave up trying to save himself.

Only then did he realize that what he had been playing was not a game.

Everything inside it... was real.

"Time to get up, okay?"

The faint light of dawn filtered into the room through the gauze window. The sheer curtains swayed gently in the breeze, accompanied by a soft, sweet female voice by his ear.

Lan Ze covered his forehead, but even with all his strength, he could not open his eyes.

He had been too absorbed in gaming last night and had not fallen asleep until after six in the morning. Now that he had been woken up, his head was spinning.

Getting out of bed now was an enormous challenge for Lan Ze.

"Hellooo? Can you hear me?"

Listening to the gentle voice at his ear, Lan Ze simply pulled the blanket over his head and played ostrich.

"You can hear me, right? If you keep ignoring me, Aika really is going to get angry." The gentle female voice drifted over again as she extended a slender, fair hand and pulled back the blanket.

Dawn light fell across his eyelids, somewhat dazzling. Lan Ze frowned in pain and squinted at the girl sitting beside his bed with her knees drawn up.

She wore an emerald-green dress, with smooth short hair and incomparably clear blue eyes. Only half her calves were exposed beneath her skirt, her skin snowy white, her feet clad in short white socks as they boredly kicked at each other.

"If you keep bothering me, then I really am going to get angry. It's the weekend today, isn't it, Miss Aika?" Lan Ze opened his eyes expressionlessly.

Sajyou Manaka tilted her head toward him. "But didn't we agree yesterday that you would taste the breakfast I made today? Are you planning to go back on your word?"

As she spoke the last words, her expression suddenly darkened somewhat.

"You really hate the breakfast I make, don't you?"

"I'm telling you, stop making that face every time I refuse, like, 'Ah, I've been abandoned, there's no reason for this world to exist anymore'!" Lan Ze said weakly, feeling his head hurt even more.

"Where are my clothes?" He propped himself up against the headboard and sat up.

"Here." Aika picked up a set of clothes and handed them over. "Do you need me to help you put them on?"

"No, no. Men and women should keep their distance." Lan Ze accepted the clothes Aika handed him and changed into them. When he stood up, the room spun around him.

Tsk... staying up for two nights straight really had done a number on him.

"Are you tired?" She stepped forward to support Lan Ze and asked softly.

"I think anyone could tell just by looking at me."

Still bleary-eyed, Lan Ze felt for his buttons. After a long while, he finally managed to button them up, then rubbed his eyes and walked to the balcony to pull open the curtains.

Sunlight surged in like an ocean tide. Warm morning rays enveloped Lan Ze, while cicadas outside shrieked for their lives.

The slightly blinding sunlight woke Lan Ze up a little more.

"Oh, right, you still haven't paid this month's rent, have you?" Aika moved up behind Lan Ze like a cat, rising slightly onto her toes and tilting her head to look at him.

"I remember. I'll withdraw the money in a couple of days," Lan Ze said. "Haven't I paid you on time every month for the past half year?"

Several years ago, Lan Ze had come to this world as a transmigrator. Fortunately, he had a pair of loving parents here, though they worked overseas year-round and rarely returned home.

After struggling through high school, Lan Ze got into Tokyo University after his third year and later moved nearby.

While looking for a place to live, he had happened to meet the girl in front of him at a dessert shop. According to her, she owned two apartment buildings, so she rented one of the units to Lan Ze.

Look at her. How old was she? She already owned two apartment buildings, and at such a young age she even had her own airport runway. Her future was simply limitless.

Then look at him. Every month, he could only barely get by on the allowance his parents gave him and the money he earned from part-time jobs. That was the difference!

"I feel like you were thinking something incredibly rude just now." Aika frowned slightly and looked at him with great displeasure.

This girl's intuition really was sharp... Lan Ze shook his head and smiled. "No, it was just your imagination."

"Forget it, I was only reminding you," Aika said, withdrawing her gaze as a smile reappeared on her face. "If you have any difficulties, just tell me. It'd be fine to extend your rent deadline, you know?"

"Yeah, thanks, but there's no problem for now. If I run into trouble, I'll tell you." Looking at Aika's bright smile, Lan Ze sighed inwardly.

Sajyou Manaka... what kind of wealthy family was this girl from? She looked like she was only a middle schooler, yet she already owned two homes. In the future, rent alone would probably be enough to cover all her expenses.

"What is it?" Aika looked up and asked in confusion.

Lan Ze gazed at her silently and said softly, "Aika, let's get married."

Sajyou Manaka blinked, startled. "Huh, huh?!"

"I've actually liked you for a long time."

"R-Really?"

"Yeah, let's get married. We can split the property evenly. I want to be your kept man."

"..."

After a brief silence, Aika sighed. "So that was what you were after?"

"No, not just any girl will do. I only want to be your kept man."

"Aika is so touched."

"Then—"

"You're such an idiot. Come propose again after your motives change." Before Lan Ze could finish, the girl turned away, then glanced back at him from the corner of her eye.

"I'll consider it then."

After washing up, Lan Ze felt much more awake. He looked up at the mirror. His messy black hair was slightly disheveled, his eyes were dark, and his skin was somewhat pale.

Mm, he looked really handsome!

Lan Ze turned on the tap and splashed his face with cold water again. Then he turned and left the bathroom. Aika, who had been waiting outside the door, immediately followed him and smiled lightly. "Oh, right, a package came for you this morning. Did you buy another new game?"

"A new game?" Lan Ze stopped walking and lifted his head to think.

He did not seem to have bought any games recently, did he?

"You didn't buy it?" Noticing Lan Ze's confusion, Aika rested a hand against her chin and thought for a moment. "Could the delivery have been sent to the wrong address?"

"Maybe I bought it and forgot afterward. I have so many games on preorder that I can't really remember."

Lan Ze shook his head and entered the living room, sweeping his gaze around. The dining table was spotlessly clean, and there were no egg stains or remnants of any other strange ingredients on the floor.

"The living room is pretty clean today. Nice. Looks like your breakfast turned out well this time." Lan Ze was quite pleased.

Aika puffed out her cheeks, looking rather unconvinced. "Even I can make a delicious breakfast if I work hard every day."

"I know. I never said you couldn't." Lan Ze smiled. "By the way, where's the breakfast you made?"

"Right in front of you." Aika pointed toward a plate beneath the table.

On the plate was food burnt so badly that it was impossible to tell what it was. It seemed to be fried eggs and stuffed bread.

Lan Ze froze for half a second, then turned and asked with a smile, "By the way, where's breakfast?"

"Right in front of you! How about accepting reality properly?"

"Miss Aika, your cooking shouldn't be bad, should it? Why does your breakfast always turn out like this every day?"

Lan Ze did not know whether she was doing it on purpose. Her lunches and dinners were clearly quite good, but this girl's breakfasts were always unbelievably awful.

Awful to the point that they were completely inedible. Mm... if he had to describe it, they were as terrible as the apple pie Uncle Tom next door made.

"I don't know. I can't figure it out either." Aika shrugged. "But there's nothing we can do, right? You haven't been able to get up in the mornings to make breakfast these past few days, so I had to do it."

"If you think it's hard to swallow, why not try getting up early next time?"

"Why don't we just have some toast and milk or something?"

"Breakfast has to be homemade!" Aika insisted stubbornly.

"What kind of weird obsession is that?"

"It's obsessive-compulsive disorder," Aika declared.

"A weird obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Lan Ze sighed, rubbing his forehead, then picked up a fork and fed himself a bite of the charred lump.

Aika hurriedly raised her hand to stop him, her eyes widening in disbelief. "You're actually eating it?!"

"If I throw it away, it'll be too discouraging." Lan Ze fed himself a bite of the food and chewed for a while before continuing, "It looks a little burnt, but it isn't too bad. It's just a little bitter... but you know, I don't put sugar in my coffee."

Aika tucked her smooth hair behind her ear. Her slender, fair finger lightly touched her lips as she looked at Lan Ze with gentle eyes.

"Where's the game disc? Didn't you say someone delivered a package just now?" Feeling uncomfortable under her gaze, Lan Ze stiffly changed the subject.

"Here." As if performing a magic trick, Aika pulled the disc out from behind her back.

"...Sometimes I really wonder if you actually know magic." Lan Ze silently muttered at the sight.

Aika stared into Lan Ze's eyes and said very, very seriously, "I really do know magic."

"Then you're amazing." Lan Ze reached out for the disc.

"Don't play too late today," Aika reminded him.

"I know, I know. Don't worry, I definitely won't stay up late this time."

At most, he would pull an all-nighter.

Watching Lan Ze disappear into his room, Aika silently took a plate of perfectly toasted bread from beneath the table.

She was supposed to be clumsy and completely incapable of making breakfast, so Lan Ze usually handled breakfast.

How could a clumsy girl make a perfect breakfast?

Aika raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

The slices of bread vanished without a sound.

"So I told you, I really do know magic." She smiled faintly as a strand of golden hair slipped down from her forehead onto her smooth cheek.

Inside the room.

Lan Ze inserted the game disc, then put on his virtual glasses. Immediately afterward, a line of text appeared before his eyes.

[Welcome to Absolute Demonic Front]

Lan Ze was a little dumbfounded.

In his previous life, he had known a little about the Nasuverse, though only a little. He had watched the anime and followed the trend by playing the mobile game for a while, but he had not gotten into it. Other than that, he knew very little about the Nasuverse.

But knowing little did not mean he knew nothing about "Absolute Demonic Front." The world he was currently living in contained those so-called mages... which meant that the Nasuverse truly existed in Lan Ze's current world.

If that was the case, then who had made the game before him?

It could not have been a god, could it?

Lan Ze muttered to himself. Filled with doubt, he created a character and clicked the "Log In" button that appeared. His vision immediately went black, and before long, it gradually began to clear.