This Eroge Won't Make Me Fall!



The brown haired guy coming out of the Hunter's Association stopped in his tracks as Luka called out his name.

Albert and I were a little confused.

The guy turned pale and slowly turned on his heels, about to run away when Luka charged through the ground and rushed right into the man. His foot slammed into the person's back and sent him rolling to the dust.

Miss Clayton gasped in shock.

"Eugene! Albert! This is that fucker!! This is MY Albert."

"Oooh gay!"

"No you cunt! This is the Real Albert Pinot!"

Albert and I turned toward each other. And our eyes widened.

If Eugene Hall was within me, then where the fuck was Albert Pinot? Unlike I who had been largely influenced by the original owner of this body, Albert had always been himself.

"The person that had gone from that world is Albert…"

"What is that guy doing here in the association then?"

We walked over to the fallen Albert 2 who was being beat up by Luka god knows why.

I crouched down in front of him and pulled his chin up.

"Albert Pinot Rizzler?"

"Argh! Don't call me that! My name is Albert the Chad now!"

Albert 1 winced.

"This cringe fuck."

Luka pulled his hair up and hissed in his ears.

"You made that game these guys are talking about, didn't you?"

Oh.

Even though we had never discussed it with him, Luka had come up to the same conclusion.

"I-I did not make a game, ok? I was making art—"

Luka smashed Albert 2's head on the ground again. In a cold voice he whispered.

"You made a porno game with me and my girlfriends?"

OH.

OOOOH.

Oh right, so that's why Luka was beating him up. I snapped my fingers and brought out some corns from my spatial storage along with a bowl. With another snap they all popped into the bowl and we had a full snack on hand.

Miss Clayton, worried, came rushing over, but we stopped her from getting involved and watched as Luka completely thrashed Albert 2.

"You fucker! I trusted you! I called you a friend even though you were a depraved piece of shit!"

"No! No! I even made you a hero in the game! It's not all bad."

"All that tells me." Luka kicked his chin and sent him in the air. Albert 2 came falling down like a comment and Luka punched his chin. "Is that you're a CUCK!"

SHORYUKEN!!

Albert 2 was knocked out cold for a few seconds. A crowd from both the other two sides had also formed around us and quite a few of the humans were very pleased with Luka kicking Albert 2's ass.

Albert 2 was getting annoying, so I decided to call him Alberto, 'o' for 'original.'

Alberto slowly tapped the ground and raised his head up.

"I am not, ok? I am a prophetic game designer. I'll admit I was wrong, but I am not a cuck—"

"What website do you usually browse Alberto?"

"Website? Uh, 4chin?"

"Go on Luka, he's a cuck."

So Luka beat him up more.

Miss Clayton seemed largely unsure of what was going on, but I had potions on hand which I revealed to make her calm down.

Alberto and Luka were happy too after seeing the potions. He poured it all on Alberto and beat him up all over again.

Way to go.

***

We needed all the manpower we could get. Charlotte had pulled up with a couple dozen of different species and this was the home ground of the humans of Earth.

With videos and displays of almost all the powerful governments' representatives, the chief of the Hunter's Association along with my ad and a few other top rankers came over to the clearing.

It was an intimidating sight, many of the top rankers associated with individual guilds were also present here. Tony Glaccio, the current number 1 ranker in the entire world along with everyone through 3 to 8 had come to the floating island.

Miss Clayton behind me was getting more and more scared by the passing second. For anyone of this world, this was likely to be a scene of disaster, though all of them together couldn't beat my dad, they were still the representatives of humanity as it was.

On the other hand, the brazen white-haired woman in a black shirt and white trousers, my own go-to outfit, had leaned back on her chair and was yawning while smoking a pipe.

Next to her was an Elf, a dryad, a vampire, and behind her a humongous giant. But those were just the ones that would be speaking. The lizard men and drakes, werewolves and nymphs.

A surreal sight that people wouldn't be able to digest.

And compared to those guys, we had Me, enough to counter all of them with my charisma and looks, Albert and Luka, Miss Clayton, and Alberto the Cuck.

It was quite a bad lineup. Why Alberto? Well I thought he fit better than he did there. But his aura was the same as running a machine gun on friendly troops, he was ruining my charisma with his presence.

"Yuyu…"

Albert suddenly spoke in a meek voice.

"What is it?"

"That…" I couldn't see his gaze, and I couldn't see the person he was pointing at either. I didn't recognize the other one, but he gave a familiar scent.

"Is it, Mr. Wessler?"

Albert nodded.

"I don't feel so good about this anymore."

Luka suddenly popped his head between us. We were talking in our language to avoid suspicion anyway.

"Is it your dad, Albert?"

"He's the one."

Luka patted his back.

"Don't worry too much, just go and talk to him later."

"That's… easier said than done."

"If my parents came to in the form of otherworlders like you, I would be overjoyed. And that is your father, I mean it, don't worry too much."

A smile spilled from my lips.

Yeah.

There was no way I was going to let anyone die. No one.

These people or those outer gods. I would crush them all.

I wrapped my hands around the shoulders of the other two and dragged them forward.

"Let's go show these worlds what we are."