\n「Sanraku-san, your ability to be able to trample on the honor of the dead people like it is the most logical thing to do is simultaneously scary and amazing……」
「Please remember, they must have had some sort of significant other during their lifetime. Someone who would lament the fact that they were unable to pass on and roam the land as monsters like that. It is the least we can do for those significant others: to put their loved ones to eternal rest.」
「Sanraku-san……」
I think that it was actually cool of me to say something like that, even though in reality it was a dialogue borrowed from some other medic-like NPC from a completely different game. But Emul doesn’t need to know that.
Again, when it comes to sh*tty games there are really two major kinds: Rare exceptions that tend to shine at certain points and give you hope for the better (which never actually comes) and the true sh*t experience that continues to butt-fuck you with its crazy from the moment you press START button until you turn off the console.
The former was making you feel all warm inside, thinking that the worst was finally over and that it will only be better from now on. But when the reality kicked in it made you feel as though you just saw a small bird fall out of its nest or a small cub getting ripped apart by wild beasts. It was sad, but also oddly fascinating.
The latter? It was so bad and tragic that it was no longer funny.
And why does Emul turn his eyes away, looking all guilty like that?
「Alright! Let’s split this guy like a watermelon!」