Chapter Index





    20. Tokyo disaster

    20. Tokyo disaster.

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    “Really?”

    “Yes.”

     

    Sora’s eyes widened in surprise.

    It felt like she had heard the most unbelievable thing she’d heard recently.

     

     

    “She definitely said that…”

    “Wow… awesome.”

     

     

    She poked a tender beef steak with her fork and leaned back against the chair.

     

     

    “You’re really saying she said that?”

    “Yes. Really.”

     

    She could have been annoyed by being asked so many times, but Yuna answered kindly.

     

    “Hmm….”

     

     

    Love, not sex.

    Yu-eun said that.

    Sora couldn’t believe it, but she had no choice but to believe it since there was no way Yuna would lie.

     

    ‘Love, as she says it, must include sex, but she won’t just do sex, something like that? Hmm… but….’

     

     

    Yeah. Well, that’s what she says, and Sora, who hasn’t seen or heard it, can’t say anything.

    However,

     

     

    ‘While I was at the grave drinking and wandering around to buy a school uniform, she was stuck to him, dating?’

     

     

    Was this how the tortoise felt when it was overtaken by the hare? She had always thought of her as someone who would act like a simpleton her whole life and needed her help and assistance, but before she knew it, she was even going on dates.

     

     

    “So how was it? Was it good?”

    “…No. Not really.”

    “Come on. If it wasn’t good, you wouldn’t have needed to tell me. You’re telling me because it was good, right?”

    “….”

    “You sly little minx. You’re the only one pretending to be innocent, but you’re doing everything.”

    “N, no, it’s not like that….”

     

    Sora sighed playfully.

     

     

    “Ah, the piercing sense of betrayal! To carry out such an important event without a word to this older sister!”

    “I’m telling you, it’s not like that… that human just suddenly….”

    “There’s no way he’d suddenly do that. You must have started something. Right? That’s why that horndog did romance and love.”

    “That’s….”

    “Hmm~ well, whatever. Our Yuna has grown up!”

     

     

    Ssuk.

     

    Sora strokes Yuna’s hair.

    It was a warm touch, like a real sister.

     

     

    “Still, he must think of us a little differently. Seeing him doing things he doesn’t have to do.”

    “Do you think so?”

    “You said you just held hands and slept.”

    “…We even hugged.”

    “That’s just holding hands, you little shit.”

    “….”

    “If it was another woman, would he have just held hands and slept?”

    “There’s no way.”

    “Yeah. The fact that a horny devil like him is making such gestures means he thinks of us a little differently. No, wait. Is it just you? He might just treat me like a piece of meat.”

    “Eii, no way….”

    “He seems to like aloof women, like Sonya-ssi and you. He does something romantic-ish to you and doesn’t even look at me and runs off to Japan.”

    “Unni….”

    “He always talks about the first woman, the woman who lost her virginity, blah blah blah, but he’s so good at neglecting me. And then he’s going to gather women in Japan and shake his hips?”

     

    She sighed, “Ehyu,” and rested her chin on her hand, looking listless.

    She lost her appetite to the point where she didn’t even want to eat the delicious steak.

     

     

    Perhaps feeling sorry for her, Yuna reached out her hand.

     

     

    “Then, Unni, do you want to go to Japan?”

    “Japan?”

    “Yes. To be honest, I’m a little worried too… After all, that human is an idiot, right? If we’re not there, he might get backstabbed again.”

    “He needs to get backstabbed a little.”

    “Haha….”

    “Okay. Let’s go. I’ll give him a knee kick.”

     

     

     

     

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    [System transfer complete.]

    “Oh. Good job!”

     

     

    The AI of Steamroad, the mechanical star I named ‘Heuk Heuk’, transferred part of the system to a specially custom-made trans-mithril.

    Now she can move and follow me around like Ah Heuk-i.

     

     

    Of course, her (!) appearance is that of a pretty android. Of course, Ah Heuk-i was also upgraded.

     

     

    [That pervert finally did it….]

     

     

    Ah Heuk-i muttered in dismay, looking at her two palms.

    No matter how you look at it, she looks like a pretty woman. She doesn’t have to take the form of a robot puppy anymore.

     

     

    Ah Heuk-i has silvery white hair styled in a neat bob,

    Heuk Heuk-i has jet-black hair that reaches her waist.

     

    Of course, both are beauties that are second to none.

     

     

    I’d like to hug them in commemoration, but it’s their first experience, so I don’t think it’s right to do it here, so I’m planning to do it when I get back to Korea.

     

     

    Besides, I have things to do right now.

     

     

     

    “The timing is a bit ambiguous. I need to get out of Tokyo at least a few hours before I start rampaging, so I don’t get suspected. It’s also good for rampaging.”

     

     

    It will still take at least 3 more hours for Seo-hyun’s modification to be completed.

    Waiting for that time is not difficult, but the timing is ambiguous. It’s time to slowly go out, hide in Tokyo’s new city center, and start the operation.

     

     

    [Don’t worry about that. When Seo-hyun-nim wakes up, I will relay Master’s orders.]

    “No, well, that’s okay, but she’s getting modified and waking up, so she’ll be sad if I’m not there.”

    [Since when did you care about that, you horndog Master… Just do what you always do.]

    “What’s wrong with you? I’m so nice. Are you going through puberty these days? Heuk Heuk-ah, you can’t be like this. Got it?”

    [Who’s going through puberty? I don’t want to hear that from Master, who’s in a perpetual raging boner.]

    “Don’t make up such neologisms. You have to use correct and beautiful words. How great is the Korean language? You’re destroying it like that.”

    [Ha….]

     

     

    She looks at me as if I’m ridiculous, but I’m proud.

    Yeah. That’s right. Language is really important. Who knows? If language destruction continues like this, maybe even words like ‘boji’ and ‘jaji’ will no longer be arousing. Wouldn’t that be a huge loss?

     

     

    [Then would you like to give the orders yourself when she wakes up?]

    “Communication doesn’t work inside the dungeon.”

    [I can.]

    “Ooh…? What principle?”

     

     

    [The detailed principle is omitted because Master cannot understand it, but to put it simply, the ‘magi’ that humans commonly assume to be in dungeons has the characteristic of rejecting ordinary substances that do not contain magi. This includes simple waves and radio waves, so even if you try to communicate from the outside, the radio waves cannot reach and are cut off.

    By the same principle, if you activate a communicator made of a substance that does not contain magi inside the dungeon, the signal will not be able to penetrate the magi spread inside the dungeon and will disappear, so it will also be cut off.

     

     

    However, I was created using a type of meta-material that analyzes and produces magi myself, so I am free from these restrictions.]

     

    “Ooh… that’s a fancy explanation… but then I’m curious, if magi rejects ordinary substances, how do you get into the dungeon?”

     

    [You can easily understand the rejection force by thinking of it as a reaction. If you hit it hard, it gives a stronger rejection force, but if it’s just a movement of coming in, the rejection force is very weak.

     

     

    By the same principle, ordinary weapons made by humans become useless inside the dungeon,

    When you enter the dungeon, the magi spread in the air settles on the surface of the substance and forms a kind of protective film. In this case, substances that do not contain magi cannot penetrate the protective film, and you must use weapons made from monsters or dungeon byproducts to inflict damage.]

     

     

    “Ah. So that’s why there’s no point in using guns. I was actually curious about that. If it doesn’t do damage because it’s not made from byproducts, then you can just make the bullets from byproducts. I thought it was too simple. But they don’t even do that. I wondered why.”

     

     

    [If you fire bullets made from byproducts using ordinary gunpowder in an ordinary gun, the gun will explode due to the rejection force of the magi before the bullets go out.]

     

     

    “That’s terrible. So if you want to use a gun, you have to make everything from start to finish from byproducts? Even the gunpowder?”

     

     

    [That’s right. Or you can create new meta-atoms that can produce magi, like me. Anyway, it’s currently impossible with human technology.]

     

    “You? Can you do it?”

    [I can.]

    “Ooh!”

     

    That’s totally awesome. Imagine a trans-mithril like Ah Heuk-i using gunpowder weapons… World domination would be a piece of cake.

     

     

    “Okay. Let’s keep that in mind for now. It’s not really useful to me right now.”

    [Then I will tell you when Seo-hyun-nim wakes up.]

    “Okay. Got it. Let’s go.”

     

    I glanced at Serena and Lina, who were sprawled on the floor.

    I was wondering if I should take them with me, since they were being brutally violated and passed out, but Seo-hyun will probably take care of it.

    There’s no need to carry extra baggage.

     

     

    “Where should I go~ Ah! Right. Let’s go to the agency where Punipuni and Tsunemori were. Go and… heheh… with pretty and well-built kids…”

    [You pervert. Scum of the earth.]

     

     

     


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