Ch. 71 Belly Fat
by AfuhfuihgsChapter 71 – Belly Fat
The broadcast with Mister Kang Hangil ended abruptly, followed by five minutes of his nagging.
“Arang, you might be okay with it, but people won’t always say nice things when they see you like that. If they know Arang is weak, bad people will show their malice towards you.”
Mister Kang Hangil’s concern was understandable.
“I don’t want Arang to be subjected to that kind of malice. Even adults like me find it hard to deal with.”
The internet, with its guaranteed anonymity, often transforms people. They act one way in real life but completely change online.
I’ve seen countless instances of people saying things online they’d never dare to say in person.
Even now, a quick look at the Leore Gallery would turn up nasty posts about me.
The administrator usually deletes them quickly, but my WFK fame has also brought a wave of hate comments.
If I were just some Mister, it wouldn’t be a problem, but I’m Arang now. I have the memories and emotions of a Mister, but I also have Arang’s feelings.
And with Arang’s emotions surging since her period, I need to soothe my mind.
After the broadcast, Soonchu and I practiced PVP, and then everyone logged off to rest up for tomorrow.
I could play Leore by myself, but I logged out to give my body a break.
Now, in the pure white space of my virtual world room—more comfortable and cozy than the hospital—I lay on the bed and pondered.
“What’s left on my schedule… Server integration, trying other games, and the Guild Gathering?”
August was already more than halfway through.
The Leore server integration was scheduled for the end of August, locking the server for a week.
I planned to use that time to try some other popular virtual world games.
After the server integration, I’d play Leore with people from all over the world. And, of course, there’s the Guild Gathering at the end of August.
We’d set the date a month in advance, and all twelve of us had committed to attending.
Everyone’s amazing.
When I created the Guild, I wasn’t a particularly famous user. Defeating Field Bosses solo had given me some recognition, but not the fame I have now after the WFK.
Still, when I first made the Guild, I received over 999 membership applications.
Now that the Guild members are settling in, and with Guild subjugation battles and siege wars on the horizon, we need to expand our ranks.
Once the Guild Gathering is over, I should reorganize and recruit more members.
“Hmm… With about a week until server integration, I should focus on PVP practice.”
Thanks to Soonchu, I’ve learned the PVP meta and various techniques, so I can jump into Ranked Games without worrying.
“If I’m doing PVP all day tomorrow, I should get to bed early.”
I sank into the huge bed—big enough for four adults—its lace curtains giving it a Princess-like feel. It was so soft and fluffy that all the tension in my body just melted away.
The clothes were comfortable, too.
Of course, since this isn’t the Leore world, I wasn’t wearing that sexy costume.
I had on a light tank top and dolphin shorts.
At first, I was just going to go naked without even underwear, but then I remembered that a large screen in the hospital room displayed my appearance in case of an emergency, so I gave up on that.
I used to wear just underwear at home when I was a man, but now I have to wear both a top and bottom. Still, the tank top was more comfortable than I expected, and the dolphin shorts were great, too.
I could see why women wear this stuff so much.
As I rolled around on the bed, my tank top rode up, revealing my soft belly.
“Why does Belly Cover like this so much?”
I placed my small, soft hand on my soft belly.
Mongle, malang, mollang. The texture is definitely a little addictive. But I don’t think it’s enough to make someone change their nickname to Belly Cover and hug me all the time, stroking my belly.
It wasn’t just Belly Cover, either. Anna, my parents, Pink Berry, and Soonchu all seem to like my belly.
Anna and my parents always give me a Goodbye Kiss on my belly. Thinking about it, while I’m using the Connector, my face is completely covered, and I don’t have arms and legs, so kissing my chest would be weird.
My belly is the most neutral spot.
I sincerely touched my belly, which everyone around me seems to adore, focusing on the sensation.
Hmm… It feels good… but only in a general way.
It didn’t feel like this when someone else touched it. Is it because I’m touching it myself?
==
“Arang~”
“Welcome, Oneesan…”
This morning, I decided to have breakfast with Anna Unnie.
She recently said she was handing over her work to her trustworthy junior to spend more time with me.
Anna Unnie carefully detached the medical sensors all over my body and took off my patient gown.
All I could do was stay still and let her do it.
“Good. Shall we go take a shower now?”
“Yeah.”
Every time I see the bathroom—about the size of a living room in an average apartment—I mistake it for a mansion rather than a hospital.
If I had arms and legs, I’d take a half-body bath every day while using my phone.
Anna Unnie carefully lowered me into my dedicated seat.
From the seat made just for me, I watched Anna Unnie undress intently.
I can’t believe we share the same blood.
A chest that’s not the size of a typical Korean person. A perfect figure with a big chest, a small waist, and a shapely butt.
Even though I was 15 when I got sick, I don’t think I’ll ever grow into a figure like that, even after ten years.
‘I’m jealous. So jealous…’
When she was ready to shower, Anna Unnie held me in her arms and stepped into the bathtub, filled with warm steam.
“Hooah…”
I was already feeling drowsy from waking up, but the perfectly warm water melted the remaining strength from my body.
“Arang, Oneesan bought a Connector.”
“You bought a Connector…? Didn’t you say you didn’t need one…?”
Masble, the Connector company, is my parents’ company, and Anna Unnie is the Korean Branch Representative, so why would she need to buy one?
“That’s right. The Connectors sold on the market are basic models designed for comfortable use by most people. Wealthy people usually customize Connectors to perfectly suit their brain and body.”
“There was such a thing…? I didn’t know…”
“The Connector Arang is using is also a custom Connector, isn’t it?”
“Ah…”
That’s right. Now that I think about it, my Connector isn’t a normal one. It’s been modified so much that it barely qualifies as a Connector anymore. A medical Connector.
“That’s not widely known. Customization requires going to headquarters for brainwave and physical exams, which takes about two weeks.”
“Ugh… Then how does Oneesan…?”
“Mom’s forced me to get tested a few times, so she already has my information.”
“Ah… So you’re going to try Leore now…?”
“Yeah. Because Arang likes it, and it’s Arang’s other reality! But Arang.”
“…Yeah?”
Jomul jomul.
“It looks like you’re finally starting to gain weight. I think you should start exercising soon?”
“…Eh? Exercise…?”
Exercise. I thought that would become unnecessary when I possessed this body. I thought my illness would be cured automatically, and I’d gain muscle and become healthy without exercising…!?
Even when I was a Mister, I didn’t exercise at all, except for breathing and finger/wrist exercises… Exercise is impossible.
“Is it because you’ve been eating real food instead of medicinal food lately? I’m glad you’re gaining weight well.”
This is a disaster.
No matter how I look at it, Oneesan is planning to make me exercise.
I’m already struggling with prosthetic arm and leg rehabilitation training, and now I have to exercise, too…? That’s hell.
Of course, exercise is essential for optimal physical condition. I know that! But what’s the point of having a good body for playing games? I can’t use it.
Because I don’t have arms and legs.
“You were thinking, ‘There’s no point in exercising,’ weren’t you?”
“Eueh…? How did you know…?”
“Was it written all over your face that you hate exercising?”
“…”
I’ve been caught…
“Arang, do you know what?”
“Know what…?”
“Most of the Leore Rankers are exercising.”
“Wh-what…!?
I definitely remember seeing that while browsing the Gallery.
Athletes show much more overwhelming physical skills than others, even in the virtual world.
It’s only natural since the Connector transmits the body’s senses and nerves as they are.
Wait a minute…
If I, who was born with overwhelming senses and nerves and destructive physical skills because I don’t have arms and legs, exercise…?
Can I become stronger?
But how can I exercise when I don’t have arms and legs…?
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