A group of friends were throwing a last party together, commemerating their friendship through middle school. In short, a class party.

"Cheers~" underage drinking, however all restriction were removed once a person had hit the age of 16. After all, no one knew how old you actually were.

"Hey guys, thoese times we had together was the best," the class chairman, a charismatic leader of the class hugged a bunch of guys together.

"Well, you're forgetting the times you had with gwen huh?" a person teased. The class chairman had became a couple with this girl recently. Thoese two had always been paired together since their childhood years together.

"Actually, are you sure you called everyone here?" the class moodmaker, persia asked. He was a guy who's head was filled with happy thoughts, thoese that always wanted to make everyone around him happy.

"Ah! Dominic" someone called out.

Dominic was sort of the class loner. Sneaking out of school whenever he felt like it, ditching school and even skipping exams. This had piqued the curiosity of the people in the class, and when they investigated, they saw him working. They even pooled together their allowance to hire a private investigator to discover that he was the 2nd brother of a family without parents and was working to pay for their school fees and living expenses. Instead of a delinquent like they had thought, he turned out to be a really sad guy.

These kids were kind hearted, never brought to see the dark side of reality. They wanted to help him, and yet couldn't muster up the courage to approach him. The only things they did were to help him take down notes for the lessons and placing it under his desk. Cute little ways.

"Actually guys, I heard that he was trapped in a very high ranked dungeon as he went with his brother to the adventure" a person started to gossip.

"My father was one of thoese sent to break into the dungeon, and even he told me that it was hopeless" another one stated.

"He really had a sad life huh?" the class moodmaker brought the mood down.

The class had reserved a room in a fastfood restraunt, "WacDonalds" to celebrate their years together, and in hopes they would still meet in their next school.

"Let's just cheer for him to have a great life in his next one! Cheers~!" they clinged their plastic cups with alcohol together.

And then, a student, the class chairman, spotted Dominic alongside 3 different girls.

"DOMINIC?!" he screamed.

"No way, you're drunk" someone told him, as he looked outside the window as well.

"DOMINIC?! FOR REAL?!" this gathered the attention of every single person in the class.

Next to him, was three beautiful beauties that stood atop the realm of attractiveness.

A rabbit girl, who was both cute and slim. A well developed red head who was also rather cute. A cool beauty character with black hair and horns.

"I thought he died, but he returned and became a harem king?!" the class moodmaker was suprised. And also, envious and happy as well.

We're all just drunk and were seeing things, was the conclusion that they had came up with afterwards.

"So, which highschool are you all going to?" he asked.

"6thdistrict highschool" everyone said in unison.

Adventure! And also, a school for thoese who grades were bad.

"wait a minute.... didn't you guys get good scores?!" the class moodmaker shouted.

"Well, Gwen wanted to become an adventurer so...." the class president lightly scratched his cheek, embarassed.

Likewise, the others had their reasons.

"Heh. It'll be rather funny if we all ended in the same class again." the mood maker laughed.

Dominic stood together with three girls, attracting the attention of the surroundings, as he felt two glorious peaks pressed inbetween his arm. Naturally, that was Michelle hugging and laying claim over the left side of his arm.

Risha on the other hand, was captured by Titania.

This wierd scene in the middle of the city would undoubtly attract the attention of everyone around.

"So where are you heading for?" asked Michelle.

"To see a friend of mine" Dominic replied.

They appeared at a back alley, with a rather menancing aura. A muscular bald guy stood with his arms crossed at the entrance.

They felt his glance directed towards them the entire time they entered the back alley. Titania glared back, causing him to slightly shiver in fear before regaining his composure.

Dominic approached a beggar looking person, siited slouched atop a cardboard box.

"Heyo" Dominic said.

"So... What is it today? A weapon a bow maybe?" he replied.

"Yeap, and so where can I find a really good one?" Dominic asked.

"There's one hidden below the city, I'm pretty sure its a weapon with a soul or something. But whatever, to get there you go through the sewers though."

"From the third one at the 3rd district, you go down by lifting up the man hole behind a flower shop with the name "Feliertua". Then, proceed down and you'll find a straight path. Remember the order, left, right, right ,right.right,right,left. That's for each turn."

A few transactions were made inbetween the breaks.

"Then, there'll be a room with a plated golden door. Its a trap, so don't go in there. Instead, from the rubbish displaced nearby, look around, you'll find an old looking bow that might break from a single push. And that's the one you're looking for"

The beggar looking information broker concluded.

"Wait a minute." Michelle glared suspiciously.

"Who are you?" she asked. There was no way some random information broker at a back alley would know all of this stuff.

"Are you looking to sell me so info? I pay a good price you know" the beggar avoided the question.

"Who told you all this?" she asked.

"My policy is secrecy. Sorry God, but I won't spill the beans" he said. Showing that he had a clear idea of her and her background. It was also a threat in a sense. Making her leave as soon as possible.

"God?" Risha wondered.

"Customers are gods , haven't you heard?" the begger covered up smoothly.

"Now go on, go and get your bow" the beggar told her off.

"How did he know that?" Risha was mystified.

And with that feeling still lingering in some of them, the group left towards the 3rd district.