It Seems Like the Balcony of My Room Is Connected to a Princess’s Bedroom in Another World ~The Lewd and Yandere Princess Won’t Let Me Go~ - Chapter 12: Operation Order 2 - Defeat Anela

Chapter 12: Operation Order 2 – Defeat Anela!

“This is the Dreadful Black Knight. As expected, she appeared. Now is the time to defeat Princess Colonel and make a name for yourselves. Everyone, take your positions!”

“Alright.”

“Alright.”

“Understood.”

“Ignore R-2, Dobu, and Chepucha. Our target is one person, Princess Colonel. If we defeat her, the others are just a rabble of weaklings.”

“Alright.”

“Hell yeah!!”

“Understood.”

One guy has weirdly high energy, but that’s no problem.

I take it as a sign of high morale.

As I calculated, a girl in an unnecessarily fancy pink dress appears beyond the horizon.

She holds an assault rifle and then she walks gracefully through a desert littered with ruins.

Her figure is both gallant and divine.

No hiding it. That’s Anela’s endgame character, who learned the words for pawning and microtransactions.

She brought her jewels to a pawnshop international exchange and then converted them to Japanese yen.

Then, she poured it all into “Grand of Gun”…

But behind the ruins, four strong players, including my character, ambush her.

On a summer vacation night after passing a retest, I, Dreadful Black Knight, play “Grand of Gun” at a friend’s house.

The goal is one thing—to defeat Princess Colonel.

Yes, my strategy is to beat Anela in “Grand of Gun” and make her face defeat.

Sadly, even if flawed, she’s physically a princess of a nation. Since she gripped the “Grand of Gun” controller, her precise command and natural control skills have only brought victories.

She likely honed her leadership skills while managing nobles in her country.

That’s not something you acquire overnight.

Maybe she’s even launching some policy.

For this day, I prepared thoroughly.

After buying headphones, with my already meager allowance, I bought the cheapest small security camera online and set it in my room.

It’s my room, so no privacy invasion.

For about 2,000 yen, it’s excellent, picking up audio too.

Then, I recruited people on a forum who wanted to defeat Princess Colonel and make a name.

About 100 people gathered.

I carefully selected the elite, narrowing it to two.

The rest includes my friend, whose house I’m at.

No hiding it.

He’s the true owner of “The Murderous Princess Knight Covered in Shameful White Liquid – III” and shared its benefits with me.

Plus, his gaming skills are top-notch.

Nobody in “Grand of Gun” doesn’t know his name.

That name is High School Boy’s Night.

True to his name, since “Grand of Gun” released, he logs in almost every night, honing his skills.

I chose him as a team member for another reason.

We coordinate well.

Through mics, we communicate with the other two, and I share his monitor.

With his laptop next to his desktop PC, I see the field from two perspectives. Truly no blind spots.

This will surely defeat Anela.

Her undefeated legend ends today.

Anela learned the thrill of shooting people one-sidedly.

That’s why she stubbornly won’t let go of the “Grand of Gun” controller.

The solution is simple.

Make her feel what it’s like to be shot.

When she feels the shock of defeat, Anela will surely feel down.

Then, I casually comfort her and subtly lead her outside.

For this, I made a new account from scratch.

Since Anela occupied my PC, I finished the tutorial at my friend’s house.

By the way, my old account’s handle was The Tension.

It means “watch out for me.”

I know at least that much English.

I felt down when I realized a week later that I missed the “A.”

When High School Boy’s Night pointed out, “Isn’t that Attention Please?” I thought the world ended.

When leaving, I left a note.

“Don’t look for me

Shun ← Learn my name’s kanji already!”

As expected, Anela doesn’t care about me and logs in like this.

I wanted to write more, but I thought she might not understand too many kanji.

“Grand of Gun” is a game where you freely kill in a vast field, and that freedom is a selling point.

It boasts countless weapons and paid clothing items, burdening many household finances.

By the way, my outfit is still the default.

After buying headphones and a camera, I had no money for clothes.

You can team up with up to four people, and friendly fire is disabled.

A teammate’s bullet with advanced weapons is scarier than a strong enemy.

In the “Grand of Gun” world, betrayal is common.

It’s a means to survive in a harsh world, so it’s not blamed.

But there’s something scarier.

It’s someone with poor control skills pointing a gun at a teammate’s head.

That’s why I formed a team.

Well, this team shouldn’t have any bad players.

While checking Anela’s PC screen—not possessive, but indicative—via smartphone, I took a position ideal for ambush.

Now, it’s simultaneous fire.

“Target’s distance is 100. Long-Lived Cicada, Avocado, ready?”

“Alright.”

“Alright.”

“High School Boy’s Night, grenade ready?”

“Of course, it’s ready.”

To avoid Chepucha’s food terrorism, everyone ate properly.

By the way, my friend treated me to gyudon.

Some teammates have food names, it’s good for jamming opponents.

Five, four, three, two, one until contact.

“Now!!”

“Alright.”

“Alright.”

“Understood, now!!”

Finally, the battle against Anela begins.

If I must point out a flaw in this strategy, it’s that my friend’s mic is too close, and my voice came through his headphones, which I borrowed…