The official service start date for the new VRMMO, Cross Chronicle Online.

One boy put a surprise look on his face after logging in for the first time.

"What the... this place..."

A feeling so real that it cannot be reproduced in the end with modern VR technology and the vast view that it extends in front of you.

The boy understood that it took less than a minute to descend into the land of the Huvel continent and that this was a completely different world from the VR space.

"Dude... what do you mean... seriously I don't know..."

I just wanted to play.

Yet when I logged into VR space thinking it was a game, I got lost in another world that wasn't Earth.

What the hell is this all about?

The boy had his head troubled as he walked in the wilderness and watched his surroundings carefully.

"Is that... a monster? No, are you human...?

A group like people were fighting monsters in the distance.

All of that population has skin colors other than skin tone, bringing horns and the like to their heads.

The monsters were also potato worms the size of which would never be on Earth.

Do you even dream about it?

This is like, the world of games.

I can't believe the sight in front of me and the boy gets more and more confused.

"So ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!?!?!?"

And, at that time, a man shouted from behind the boy.

"Why are you doing kushami at that time? I am AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!!!"

…………

When the boy looked back, there was a young man there, about 20 years old, with a head.

"... All right, let's recreate the character. Yeah, let's do that...... but before we do that, some of us will try to figure out what a chivalry looks like! Yeah, it's super ant!

The young man got back calm and energized after rolling the ground to pieces.

"What the hell..."

The boy watched the rise and fall of such a young man from just a short distance away.

What you're doing is childish and very lame.

The boy's first impression of the youth was the worst.

"Whoa! Players there! Why don't you party with me?

"Ha!?

Even so, the youth suddenly skipped the party application when they realized what the boy looked like.

"All of a sudden, you are! I don't know who works with people like you!

The boy turned down the party application in a slightly crisp manner.

Then, without snagging, the youth smiled and stuffed the boy.

"You, I feel like I've seen you, you're in a bowman position! I'm a chivalry, so I guess it's not a bad combination of walnuts!

"Problem before the combination! Before I grab you, you're so familiar, you're so vulgar!

"I'm called a horse. What about you?"

"Listen to people!

Young people treating him with a friendly attitude - to the toma, the boy hits the voice of anger.

For a boy whose daily routine was to distance himself from people, the way he treated the horses was very harsh.

"Hey, hey, hey you guys! This, what is this about?!?

"... ah?

And, at that time, one girl came to the two.

The girl looks around her eyes open in surprise as she looks around her.

"Here, in the game, right?!? Why is it so real!? Was the VR technology so developed now!?

"Shut up! Next to next, what the hell! You talk to me!

"Oh, me, it's called a toma! Let's party!

"So you listen to the good guys!

The boy was furious when Toma, plus the girl, and he was called out to keep standing.

"... and we won't be able to answer the question right now. Instead, I want you to tell me."

but I had some thoughts about the girl's question, so once I pulled my anger in, I figured it out.

"I'm pretty sure this is the game. You guys logged in to do 'Croquet' too, right?

"That's right...... not too realistic? Besides, I think it's with what I am now, the real thing..."

"Oh, if you ask me, yes. Ugh! It's burning! It's playful!

"Are you going to burn..."

The boy sees the girl better as he gennaries at how well the horse is doing.

The girl had a beautiful face and had cute short hair, but no breasts.

"... you, not Nekama or something, Magimon woman?

"It's not necromancy! You've got to be a real woman!

"Hmm."

"... you just saw my breasts, didn't you? Is there something you want to say?

"Nothing."

In response to the allegations, the boy strayed from the girl's gaze.

".................. Whew!?

Then, the boy suddenly slipped his leg on the spot and fell.

I don't know what it is, and a question mark comes to the boy's head, who can't even stand up anymore.

"Haha! Put your rude gaze on the girl's chest. It's meh!

"... what the hell did you do to me?

"I'm not making a big deal out of it. I'm just trying to set the friction factor at your feet to zero."

…………

Hearing the girl's response, the boy was surprised.

The boy also activates his own Abilities to cut back on this situation.

"You were a psychic, too."

"Heh? 'You too'?........................ Huh!?

The boy stood up.

Seeing that, now the girl looked more surprised.

"Is your anomaly called" friction control "?

"... hit. So, what kind of psychic do you have?

The girl nursed that the boy was an imbecile and heightened her vigilance.

"Mine is an anomaly that borrows anomalies from other anomalies - 'sharing'. You're surprised, aren't you?

"... yeah. You're the first person who's ever been able to fight my powers."

With 'friction control' you can't even stand in front of a girl.

However, the boy's exotic 'sharing' allowed some of the 'friction control' to be used by the boy as well, reversing the friction coefficient at his feet.

"'Sharing'... that's a handy alien. I'm a little surprised."

"It's not that convenient. If I borrowed one of the powers, I wouldn't be able to use the powers I borrowed before, and I wouldn't be able to go beyond the original powers."

Instrumental poverty.

For the boy, his incompetence was such an assessment.

"Ugh... the two of us just talk and cheat! Stay close to me, too!

And so the horse had an eclampsia, and broke in between them.

"We didn't get along..."

"I was just wearing a rude boy!

"Shiatsu... you're probably not that old with me..."

"Huh? Aren't you like junior high? Then I'm a little older, aren't I? Me, a tall one."

"Gu... well sure I'm 3 in... I don't care about that! Plus, one difference or almost an error!

The tomato interruptions are also mundane, and the boy and girl's statements continue.

"Grunt... you New Generations... don't lick college kids! Respect me, you thistle!

"You're a loud guy... if you're older than us, behave more like an adult..."

"I'm always childish!

"Ha..."

The boy sighs heavily at the unflattering horse.

"... ok. I'll play with you in a little bit."

"Huh!? Aren't you going to party with me?

"... well, I think there will be some announcement from the operation soon."

And the boy allowed a tomato party application.

Although it is inexplicable that it is too real, this must be the place in the game.

That's how the boy concluded, and for a while he thought about doing it even with this guy named Toma.

"Oh, open the menu screen... then I knew this was a VR space"

"I don't know how realistic VR is."

"Rather than that, let's party you too! We're hunting monsters together!

"Hmmm...... right. Because of that, I think I'll have them put in the party too."

"Come on! Get a second one!

That's how the three of them threw a party.

"Oh, you haven't introduced yourself yet. My character name is Hannah. Nice to meet you."

"I'm Toma! Greetings!"

"You introduced yourself earlier..."

"Well, so, what's your name?

"... I'm... 'Kara'"

"Yeah, Kara, you are. Nice to meet you, Mr. Kara."

"Nice to meet you!

"... ha"

Tense college students and high school students who come preaching even though it's their first meeting.

We were going to have a party with those two, and Kara, a junior high boy, sighed loudly again.

The three of them then played until the sun went down on Earth.

It was a noisy game of hunting monsters, but Hannah and Kara didn't think it was scary because the tomatoes as tanks were recieving all the attacks.

Three of these contacts will be reunited some time after their safe return to Earth.

In the form of being abducted by a religious group called an alien agency and an alien protection group.