Chapter Index





    19. It

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    “So… you just up and accepted it?”

     

     

    “…Yes.”

     

     

     

     

    Feeling like I’ve done something wrong, I’m sitting in front of Yuna-ssi.

     

     

    Not on the floor, but on the bed.

     

     

     

     

     

    “No….”

     

     

     

     

    Yuna-ssi sighs deeply with a dumbfounded expression, and judging by her face, she seems to be shouting, ‘You stupid bastard!!’

     

     

     

     

    “The President himself took the trouble to come. That means it’s either urgent, or it’s something that benefits the country that much. But does it make sense to just hand over such an important request to a few women?”

     

     

    “It’s not just a few.”

     

     

     

     

     

    It’s probably over ten thousand.

     

     

     

     

    “Is that damn number important right now?”

     

     

    “I’m sorry.”

     

     

    “We should be getting political advantages or tens of trillions in support, but instead we’re getting… just…”

     

     

     

     

    I wonder if she’s going to collapse from high blood pressure. Her face is so red.

     

     

     

     

    “Hey. Just let it go. It’s not like we’re losing anything.”

     

     

    “…Haa. Unni, you’re the Vice Guild Master. Do something about this. This guy has no sense of planning.”

     

     

    “Was I the Vice Guild Master? Haha….”

     

     

    “….”

     

     

     

     

    Ooh. That cold, axe-like glare.

     

     

    As expected of Sonia-ssi’s daughter, she has a very fierce look in her eyes.

     

     

     

     

    “But, Yuna-ssi.”

     

     

    “…What.”

     

     

    “A person’s value cannot be converted into money. If the number of beings I can completely make my own has increased, wouldn’t that alone be valuable enough?”

     

     

    “That’s-.”

     

     

    “Euna. Don’t you get it yet? Yuna is jealous right now.”

     

     

    “Wh, what nonsense are you talking about!”

     

     

    “Jealous?”

     

     

    “There’s absolutely no way that’s happening. It’s an obviously stupid choice!”

     

     

    “Yeah. Jealous. She doesn’t like the number of women increasing.”

     

     

    “Eek!”

     

     

     

     

    Yuna-ssi started hitting Sora-nuna’s back like crazy.

     

     

     

     

    “Yuna, that hurts.”

     

     

    “Hmph. That’s the price for talking nonsense. Jealous my ass….”

     

     

    Yuna-ssi said that while glancing at me.

     

     

    You can just look at me straight on, you know. Well, she’s cute.

     

     

     

     

    “In the fi-first place, you don’t even know if you can make all those women your own. Most of them are even minors… you wouldn’t be thinking about minors, would you?”

     

     

    “Of course not. I like adults.”

     

     

    “Liar. You even made my mo-mom wear a school uniform.”

     

     

    “…How do you know that?”

     

     

    That’s our little secret!

     

     

     

     

    “So you like school uniforms. You’re a pervert. You were always a pervert, though.”

     

     

     

     

    Sora-nuna glares at me and says a word.

     

     

    Her slightly swaying chest is truly desirable.

     

     

     

     

    “Anyway, that’s how it is. I have to go to Japan soon, so I wanted to discuss with you two if there’s anything I need to prepare beforehand.”

     

     

    “…Sigh.”

     

     

     

     

    Yuna-ssi stares at me blankly and sighs.

     

     

    That expression and reaction must mean she’s given up. She probably thought it was pointless. Hmm. I don’t know if that’s good or bad.

     

     

     

     

    “Do you like women that much?”

     

     

     

     

    A lonely look flashes by. The guilt buried deep in my heart gently raised its head.

     

     

     

     

     

    “I like Yuna-ssi more than women.”

     

     

     

     

    That’s probably why those words suddenly popped out.

     

     

     

     

    “…What are you suddenly talking about?”

     

     

    “Oh my. A confession?”

     

     

    A curt answer came back, but thanks to the effects of the Favorability, Yuna-ssi’s cheeks were flushed red.

     

     

    Ah. Even I think it’s too much of a cheat skill. I almost feel sorry. It’s just playing with people’s hearts. Just one word and I made that haughty woman’s cheeks blush.

     

     

     

     

     

    “Women are just women, but Yuna-ssi is Yuna-ssi. Sora-nuna is the same.”

     

     

    “….”

     

     

     

     

    Yuna-ssi is silent.

     

     

    She’s just looking at me with a red face.

     

     

     

     

     

    “Al, alright, just say what you need to say.”

     

     

    “Ehh. Why? Don’t you want me to say more? I might propose, you know? I’m kind of curious what you’d say.”

     

     

    “Hmph. A proposal or anything….”

     

     

    What is she, a ghost?

     

     

     

     

    “I wouldn’t expect anything from a proposal from this guy.”

     

     

    “Then at least manage your expression, Yuna.”

     

     

    “….”

     

     

     

     

    Yuna-ssi completely turned her body away. The cheek that was slightly visible was even redder.

     

     

    Cute Yuna-ssi….

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    After discussing various things with YooEun and Yuna, Sora slipped out, saying she had something to do before going to Japan.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    She drove the car she had recently purchased somewhere.

     

     

    Even though YooEun had given her an Ahheuk clone, she still bought a car because she enjoyed driving and it was useful for moving around secretly sometimes.

     

     

     

     

    Of course, it’s not like she’s having an affair or anything. It’s just that she sometimes needs her own time, and like today, there are things she needs to do that YooEun probably wouldn’t like.

     

     

     

     

    “Ha… why do I feel like this?”

     

     

     

     

    If she were a maid, she wouldn’t have such thoughts. If she were a maid, YooEun would want unconditional obedience, so as her loyalty and favorability increased, YooEun would become the joy of her life, and eventually her only goal and desire.

     

     

     

     

    But she is not YooEun’s maid. What YooEun wanted from her was a ‘romantic relationship,’ which was a very important element in the Favorability system.

     

     

     

     

    Lee Yuna and Yoo Sora.

     

     

    Their favorability was as lovers.

     

     

    They loved each other to death, but sometimes they hated each other to death.

     

     

     

     

    It was like that now.

     

     

    The moment she set foot on this land, sighs and tears poured out, and she hated YooEun.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Jeobeok.

     

     

     

     

    Sparse weeds grew on the round grave.

     

     

    Not a very large grave.

     

     

    The gray tombstone in front of it looked as shabby as the end of life.

     

     

    If it weren’t for the name engraved on it, it wouldn’t have been worth a speck of dust to her.

     

     

     

     

    “Hoo….”

     

     

     

     

    In front of it, Sora sighed heavily and opened her bag to take out alcohol and a glass.

     

     

     

     

    “It’s been a while.”

     

     

     

     

     

    She opened the lid and poured it into the glass.

     

     

    Bubbles formed as the transparent liquid was poured.

     

     

     

     

    Tok.

     

     

     

     

    She placed it on the tombstone base and sat down in front of it with a plop.

     

     

    Cut weeds or dirt would get on her, but that didn’t matter.

     

     

     

     

    “You probably don’t want to see me, right?”

     

     

     

     

    A question that cannot be answered.

     

     

    Of course, there was no answer.

     

     

     

     

    Chwaak.

     

     

     

     

    Sora didn’t care and poured the alcohol.

     

     

     

     

    “You liked this alcohol, right? Please let it slide for that. Ah, I can’t drink it. I brought the car.”

     

     

     

     

    An attitude as if there was someone in front of her.

     

     

    She continued to speak.

     

     

     

     

    “I’m a really terrible person, aren’t I? Shamelessly showing my face. I have a thick skin. Right?”

     

     

     

     

     

    She smiled self-deprecatingly and poured more alcohol again.

     

     

    She poured alcohol several times, but didn’t say anything.

     

     

     

     

    How much time had passed like that?

     

     

    Her lips opened after a long time.

     

     

     

     

    “I’m sorry, Woonhyun-ah. It’s all my fault. So… don’t forget me. Don’t forgive me either. I’m the one who made you like that, so it would be too unfair if you forgot me so quickly, right?”

     

     

     

     

     

    Her eyes are sad.

     

     

    Even though he was someone she once loved, her heart ached when she thought that only this round grave remained.

     

     

     

     

     

    “You have to… you have to remember. Because….”

     

     

    But on the other hand, emotions arose that forcibly removed that ache.

     

     

     

     

    “Because I won’t remember you anymore… I’ll forget… I have to… so don’t forget and curse me. That bitch, I’ll definitely kill her. Got it?”

     

     

     

     

     

    She wiped her reddened eyes with her sleeve and stood up.

     

     

     

     

    “Goodbye. My old love.”

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    《《reinforcement stone=””》》

     

     

     

     

    Rejoice. This magic-filled item will greatly increase your survival rate.

     

     

     

     

     

    [Function]

     

     

     

     

    Can reinforce equipment items. Each reinforcement increases the equipment’s performance by 10%.

     

     

     

     

    [Materials]

     

     

     

     

    100g Mana Powder + 100g Mithril = 1 Reinforcement Stone.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    《《reinforcement abrasive=””》》

     

     

     

     

    Is the reinforcement probability too low? Don’t worry. There’s abrasive!

     

     

     

     

    [Function]

     

     

     

     

    When reinforcing equipment items, adding abrasive can increase the reinforcement probability. 1% increase in reinforcement probability per 1 abrasive.

     

     

     

     

    [Materials]

     

     

     

     

    10kg Mana Powder + 1 Reinforcement Stone = 10 Reinforcement Abrasives.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    《《reinforcement protector=””》》

     

     

     

     

    Are you afraid that your equipment will be destroyed during reinforcement? Don’t worry! There’s a reinforcement protector!

     

     

     

     

    [Function]

     

     

     

     

    Protects the item from destruction upon reinforcement failure. It breaks regardless of whether the reinforcement is successful or not.

     

     


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