Stardew Valley, Surrounded by Corrupt Cops

Good news: the African player got a spot in the game's beta test!

Bad news: she is a total office drone who has absolutely no idea how to farm...

Hoshino Kai looked at the abandoned farm her cybernetic grandma had left her and silently shed tears.

How had escaping the 996 grind led straight into a 007 one?

And this beta game was incredibly unstable. Setting aside the technical issues, wasn't it a bit mean not to give you any seeds from the start...? What was this supposed to be? Was it trying to make her quit and leave a bad review?

Before she could even exit the game, a handsome blond man knocked on the door of her little house.

"Hello. I'm here to discuss a business partnership."

The handsome man was the owner of the town's bar. He offered a hefty sum in exchange for her supplying the ingredients for the bar's menu. Dazed by the windfall, she hesitated for a moment. The man misunderstood, his blue eyes flickering as he put on an innocent expression and suggested:

"I can also take care of all your meals."

The farmer happily agreed. She thought she would easily win over this handsome NPC and usher in a new age of automated farming. Cackling like a dog, she thought the new game was unbelievably easy...

Unbelievably easy...

Unbelievably easy...

She felt exactly the same when she saw the affection meter, which she had thought was already maxed out.

Damn it, how could it only be X hearts?!

The player was furious!

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Okay, fine. If the game won't let me date anyone, I'll just farm like a good girl. I'll be a diligent farmer and keep my head down. Surely that's fine, right?

That was what the player thought.

But...

-What, someone's trading illegal goods in the bar?

The dark-skinned, blond, innocent-eyed owner: "Huh? Why are they saying such things about me? You don't believe them, do you?"

-What, there's a strange rumor about the mountain behind town?

The cold, taciturn man with catlike eyes: "Yes, I'm a ghost... So, will you come see me again tomorrow?"

-What, the town's police officer is corrupt?

The curly-haired, spoiled heartthrob pushed down his sunglasses: "What difference does it make whether I'm good or bad? If you call the police, I'll be the only one who shows up."

-What, a serial bomber is hiding in town?

The long-haired man who wouldn't leave the farm yawned. "When you're not here, I can't even open the door, let alone plant a bomb..."

Damn it, she just wanted to get away from the rat race and play a game somewhere quiet. Why was everything even more chaotic here?

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The undercover agents received word: the organization would send a specialist to investigate their true identities. The specialist would arrive in Beika Town soon. They were not to act rashly and were to capture the specialist as soon as possible.

Not long afterward, strange noises came from the farm that had been abandoned for years. Five elementary school students took turns reporting the bizarre things they had seen there:

A long-haired woman wails during the day and cries at night!

A tremendous noise rings out late at night!

She keeps digging and filling the hole back in, over and over!

A strange red liquid is flowing out of the little house...!

Could it be that she's really just a former office drone who's new to farming after switching careers? (Everyone blocked this feedback. The Shinigami Elementary Schooler is not happy.)

Naturally, the group assumed she was the organization's specialist and did their best to show off their professional sides in front of her.

Menacing faces, scary eyes, planting bombs, pretending to shoot...

They thought this would win her trust and bring the mission to a smooth conclusion...

But as they spent more and more time with the farmer, they found their feelings for her increasingly hard to control.

-For some reason, I want to see her again today.

In the end, once everything had been settled and the dust had cleared, the long-haired man who lived deep in the town finally put away all his sniper rifles. He drifted off, lighting a cigarette as he quietly left. Before going, he wrote the words "Unqualified" in large letters on the now-useless evaluation form.

Every last one of them: unqualified.

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-The entire police academy group is good on the outside, bad on the inside

-The female lead really only wants to farm

Theme: Earn your own living and support yourself