Posts from Sakuramoria Auto-translated

— I said not this month, it’s just work “to strengthen ties with the community.”

— I understand what you mean,” the Taimanian nodded. “Sometimes you look at someone like Nirianna, who just a few months ago barely knew how to fight, and now she handles a pistol as well as some of my father’s colleagues, and you even start to wonder why you can’t progress at the same rate. Is it inefficient use of free time? If so, the recent gift might help us with that. Although, perhaps it’s a kind of ‘curse’ for some people with existing experience, like you and me, where we use familiar and routine training methods, as opposed to unfamiliar but more effective methods. It’s a sign that we should try a new approach. Were you thinking of asking Mr. Chaber or General Mandragora about this? I’m sure they’ll have some good advice.

— It’s not bad. — The guy commented on the poster. — In my previous rooms, there were only bare walls.
For the most part, this wasn’t true, but after the tournament, he did carry a rifle with him and didn’t hang anything in its place.

Let's fight, Leila. For real.

— In a way, this poster is as bare as the walls of your rooms. — The demon uttered an unexpected philosophical thought, then turned to his interlocutor. — Explain why they suddenly decided to move me.

Technique, stamina, agility

It sounds interesting, but also a little suspicious. What if they disguised the usual duties of a guard with this wording? The last thing I need is to become one of them, even if only temporarily. Well, in any case, there's no time for that now, but maybe things will become clearer later.
- Yes, I understood that part about the month, - the guy replied. - Well, alright, let's go then.
We said goodbye to him, thanked him, and went to "Avidya".

Seeing a demon the size of a wardrobe turn towards him nearby, Gideon wanted to immediately knock the brains out of this spawn of the Abyss, brought here by some sinister plan so that it could get revenge for the cold reception. Thoughts raced through his head at the speed of light about how quickly to draw his weapon and pull the trigger; everything inside him tensed. However, he merely raised his eyebrows and dryly replied:
- Because Levisia said that I need to understand that you are supposedly just like everyone else. I don't know why it has to be me.

— How many tickets do you need? — asks the cashier.

It's easier to make a three-pointer from behind the back in real life than to figure this out. I hope Ples knows sports simulators as well as RPG tactics.Where do these stats come from?

You can't even throw from the center line, and you can't throw from your own half either.

- What do you have? - asks Vale.