Without taking notice of Kikuoka’s words of feigned ignorance, I interrupted him. “- For those reasons, the time spent and enthusiasm of GGO’s high level crowd can’t be compared to other MMO players. I, without any intricate knowledge of the details of game mechanics, cannot go in blindly and compete with these people. In the first place, as the name implies, it’s a game where gunfights are the main form of combat... I’m not good with projectile weapons. My condolences but you’ll have to pick someone else to do your bidding.” “Wait wait, there’s really no one else I can rely on. For me, you’re the only one because you’re the only VRMMO player that I can get into contact with in reality. Besides... if you’re saying that professional opponents are a heavy burden and that they get their salary from this game, then it’s fine if you treat this as a job as well.” “...What?” “Paid compensation for collaborative investigation. It may... not be the same amount that top players in GGO earn monthly, it is only this much.” Seeing Kikuoka’s gesture of raising 3 fingers - Frankly, I shuddered. If you had that much, the latest 24-core grade CPU in a new machine could be paid for with spare change left over. However, once again, renewed suspicion arose. “...Don’t lead me on, Kikuoka-san. Why does this matter have to be obsessed over this much? This is almost certainly a retrofitted rumor, occult talk that’s common to occur on the net, I believe. The two people that got a heart attack, who hadn’t shown their figures in game because of it, that kind of fabled story being concocted.”