Hyperdimension Neptunia Third Sister; Darkness Volume 2: Forgotten

Chapter 9: The Promise

My eyes are finally open. I can't be entirely sure how long I've slept, but it is still daytime outside, judging from the bright light shining into this room. I open roller shades and look outside.

It's the ocean! And the sun!! Normally it is covered by mist...
It feels very comforting to see something is natural as the ocean after seeing so many bizarre landscapes. Not that I had no sense of wonder seeing the latter, but I have been here for so long.

From my recollection. I was saved by my friends and some girl named Brocoli. This is her home.
Knowing at least that, I think I can relax. I take my time looking around as I exit my room. Everything is pretty clean upstairs. Mostly white walls, a few posters taken from, what I assume, game magazines. Most of them have the GAMERS. Logo on them. The upstairs hallway has plenty of other rooms. I would say her house is medium sized. Large enough to fit a family of five.

Going downstairs is the living room, which is cozier than I was expecting. There isn't a lot of space, but that is more so because there are many items gathered here. It's not messy, really, it's just that there is a LOT of items like shelves, game machines, a couch in front of one CRT TV as well as another spot with bean bags and a flatscreen TV, in the middle is a dinner table and on top of that there is a fire place. Everything looks like wood, there actually are a lot of decorative fake greenery along the wall and on the ceiling to give off the feeling of being outside. With the window showing a winter wonder-land outside, living here must be very relaxed.

I see Brocoli playing some older game on the CRT TV. I can see plenty of game consoles attached to both TVs and on the table is a collection of GAMERS.
She is sitting on that big yellow ball...It has a face and looks pleased...Gross. It also has miniature arms and legs. What is that thing?!
I walk into the room, I am sure she noticed me, for I see her twitch.

She pauses the game and turns around to me asking, "Brocoli, right."
"Yeah. Brocoli is my name, nyu.", she says, seeming somewhat pleased for whatever reason. What? Do people get her name wrong often? Whoever gets it wrong must not be so smart.
"Um...What are you riding on?", I ask her.
"Gema, nyu.", is her response.
"...What is Gema?", I request elaboration, but she just reacts with a straight face as she says, "Gema is Gema, Nyu."

I'll never find out, I guess. Well, I feel a lot better, so my interest isn't as peaked as when I was still in an emergency situation.
"I see, Gema is Gema.", I say. Whatever, I suppose I'll just have to leave it at that.
"Good. You get it, nyu.", Brocoli says.
I can sense someone sitting on a chair against a wall with his arms crossed, simply observing Brocoli. Acclaim looks settled, his guard is so low, even his mask is off.
"Acclaim. Why do you have your mask off?", I ask him.

"There is no point in hiding our faces. We've come to an understanding.", he responds.
Brocoli is continuing gaming whilst advancing the conversation, "Hm. Brocoli's house is safe from ninjas, nyu. No one comes to bother Brocoli, nyu."
"Is it because it is within the mist?", I ask.
"The mist just happen to appear whilst I lived her, nyu. I thought it was a pain, nyu. But monsters can't get through, nyu. So it is more relaxing, nyu.", she answers.

"I see.", with that reaction, I walk over to the dinner table.
Whilst I grab a seat, she says, "Ninjas don't come here, nyu. They know where I live, but they know how to get information, they know Brocoli helped the goddesses, Nyu."
I sit down. I just hear what she said...Now that I am sitting here...Wait a minute.
I turn to my right to look at her and say, "The goddesses?"
She knows big sis? Sisters Rom and Ram too?

I ask her, "But, you know we are considered enemies of Lowee right now, right?"
She must know this. Acclaim said something about an understanding, so what convinced her?
"Of course, Nyu. But Lowee law concerning things like vigilantism isn't my business, nyu. I hate people that cause problems, nyu. I beat them to shape, nyu." she responds. The way she talks is always a matter of fact kind of way. Not quite monotone, more like, she doesn't really care what we think.