episode_0017

Time passed quickly and a week had passed.

In the meantime, I only taught ordinary classes.

I heard that after this weekend, club activities will be added next week.

It was the following week that I entered the illusion dungeon.

In other words, there are no combat classes for about two weeks after admission.

If I had to compare this period, it felt like an adaptation period for military recruits.

And the last week.

Several rumors arose about me.

A cheap thing worth paying for.

A chic, arrogant, cold-faced man.

A guy who has no interest in women at all.

etc.

Behaviors caused by trauma gave rise to negative misunderstandings, and those rumors became as hard as concrete.

But it was okay.

Overcoming trauma.

You can just slowly resolve the misunderstanding later.

So now I have no choice but to accept the rumor.

‘It’s not difficult to withstand rumors like this. Seo Yi-eung is suffering from bigger negative rumors than me.’

Seo Yi-eung was worse than me.

One of the rumors attached to her.

Seo Yi-eung’s family is a gangster family, and Seo Yi-eung is the daughter of a gangster.

It was not true, it was a false rumor.

Seo Yi-eung explained it to me directly.

She said she was never the daughter of a gangster.

‘Who on earth started that rumor…?’

I knew the truth and made a promise to myself.

If I overcome trauma.

I decided to clarify my rumors and at the same time eliminate the malicious rumors attached to Seo Yi-eung.

***

A peaceful weekend.

After confirming that all the ramen I had stocked on the shelf was gone, I stopped at a convenience store with my black hat on to get something to eat.

“Welcome.”

“Yes.”

I said hello and glanced at the counter.

A part-time worker sitting and looking down at his phone.

This is not the part-time worker who is usually present at this time.

Did you quit that part-time job?

Until now, I felt comfortable because my part-time job was a man.

The new part-time worker is a woman.

As expected, she was a pretty girl.

‘I shouldn’t come to this convenience store anymore.’

From next time, I will have to use the convenience store next door.

Or come at a different time.

After I packed the basket.

I passed the counter and moved to the display area.

And naturally, I stopped at the cup ramen corner.

I can’t eat expensive food because I don’t have enough money.

Last time I paid the entrance fee to the Welcome Dungeon, it was a bit of a blow.

‘hmm.’

I thought for a moment as I looked through the various types of cup ramen.

The cup ramen that stands out first is the thick gomtang noodle.

It seemed like it might be a new product.

The price is 2200 won.

‘···Why is it so expensive?’

Cup ramen costs more than 2,000 won.

This crossed the line too far.

Cup ramen is something you buy because it is cheap.

Instead of buying this, I would rather spend a little more money and buy a lunch box.

‘I guess I’ll just have to eat this for the first time in a while.’

I took my gaze away from the rich gomtang noodles.

I chose Yukgaejang bowl noodles, the foundation of the cup ramen world.

‘Because this is cheap and delicious.’

Of course, I chose a small cup.

Although it may be an illusion.

I think the taste of the large bowl of noodles is slightly different.

In a negative sense.

‘I only bought about 10 cup ramen… I should also buy some bottled water and kimchi.’

After quickly finishing shopping at the convenience store.

I put the basket on the checkout counter.

‘This person doesn’t give even a single glance.’

A part-time worker who doesn’t look at customers while paying.

Be careful not to make eye contact with guests.

It was a very correct posture.

If you are a part-time worker like this, there is no need to move the convenience store.

‘Now that I think about it, I need to find a part-time job too.’

I thought to myself as I looked at the part-timer who was scanning the barcode.

I guess I’ll have to get a part-time job soon.

Rice is starting to become a crisis.

This is because the value of game goods is gradually decreasing.

It has become a market where it is difficult to survive unless you are a super foodie with many characters like Shuboma.

“The calculation is complete. The card is in front…”

Now, the part-time worker is taking a quick look at me.

“···Plug it in.”

Her voice changed.

From a voice full of annoyance to a sincere voice.

I put my hat on deeper and inserted the card into the terminal.

After completing the calculation like that.

“Goodbye! Come again!”

I left the convenience store while being seen off by a part-timer who had become uncomfortably lively.

I changed my mind once again and decided not to come to this convenience store anymore.

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After arriving at the one-room building.

I was walking down the third floor hallway.

Sigh-!

The door to room 303 opens.

A woman trudged out from inside.

Messy hair and tattered sweats.

Even though she looked like an unemployed person, she didn’t look shabby, perhaps because she was a pretty girl.

‘It’s my first time seeing the person in room 303 today.’

I knew someone lived in room 303.

Although we have never actually encountered one.

Every time I walked down the hallway, I could feel someone coming from room 303.

Even excluding that person.

There were many neighbors whose faces I did not yet know.

It’s probably because I didn’t usually go out of the house before attending the academy.

‘I don’t need to say hello, right?’

I thought about it for a while, and I think I don’t have to.

These days, it’s not often that neighbors say hello to each other.

It was a bleak reality.

Without even looking at her.

I only walked forward looking straight ahead.

When I was passing her like that.

“Ah, well…”

An unknown murmur was heard.

Are you talking to me?

I glanced sideways.

“Seyeo···.”

She was standing quietly in her seat, muttering to herself.

I don’t know what you’re saying.

Judging by the fact that his gaze wasn’t directed at me, it was clear that he wasn’t talking to me.

I turned my head again and walked away.

Then I opened the door to my room and looked back toward the hallway.

“······.”

A woman still standing.

She was glaring at me with a murderous expression as if she were going to kill me.

What, I’m scared.

I hurried into the room and immediately locked the door.

I have to be careful when I walk down the hallway from now on.

Because room 303 seems like a dangerous woman.

***

Fix your meal.

After turning on the computer, I checked the message window connected to the cell phone.

I see a lot of messages piled up today as well.

『────』

─What are you doing? ruler?

『────』

─Ha-hwi, what are you doing?

─Hawhee~

─[Photo]

『────』

─I’m drinking with my classmates right now. Do you want to come too?

·

·

·

·

·

·

『────』

─What are you doing today?

─Please reply.

─ㅠㅠ

In addition, hundreds of messages were piled up.

‘Did we exchange numbers for no reason?’

Regret came to me later.

This problem arose because every time a woman asked me for my number, I gave it to her.

Of course I didn’t reply.

It’s also burdensome that the other person is a pretty girl.

Because it is impossible to send and receive messages one by one.

Then my personal time becomes insufficient.

The number of people who can reply is limited.

『Jang Mu-geon』

─It’s a refreshing weekend.

─It’s the perfect weather for rigorous training.

▶Work hard.

─How about working together? Gil Taehyung is also there.

▶Sorry, I’m busy.

─ᕙ( ︡’︡ 益 ‘︠)ง

Either a male student or something.

『Professor Santoto』

─[Photo]

▶?

─This is my selfie. Keep it safe.

『Forest Toto Instructor』

─Kang Ha-hwi!!! ( •̀ω•́ )//

▶Yes?

─I’m bored!!!

▶Yes.

Professors and instructors.

『Seo Yi-eung』

─Hey.

▶Yes.

─What are you doing?

▶Text with you.

─?

▶?

─If you have nothing else to do, would you like to go to a cat cafe with me?

▶Sorry, I’m busy.

─Mom. I was criticized by Ha-hwi.

─ㅇㄴㄻㅇ

─This is a deleted message.

─This is a deleted message.

It’s a message from Seo Yi-eung.

Or, the landlord Cha Seol-yu…

‘Looking at it this way, it seems like a lot.’

anyway.

Other than this, no text messages are being exchanged.

Unless it is a special case.

Of course, I don’t text with these people for long.

There is only one person I feel comfortable talking to through cyberspace.

【Jjinta Angel】─I finished eating. Voice ㄱㄱ

【Shuboma069】─ㅇㅋ

There was only Shuboma.

We’ve become quite close to each other through voice talk over the past week.

[You came early. What did you eat?]

“I just made it simple with cup ramen.”

［What cup ramen?］

“Yukgaejang bowl noodles.”

［Surely you didn’t eat a big bowl of noodles?］

“Of course I ate it from a small cup.”

［Phew, I was almost disappointed.］

The conversation code worked well with this guy.

Since I don’t know the person’s face, there is no pressure.

So, I am doing voiceover almost every day.

[right. Something annoying happened to me today.]

“Irritating thing?”

[Did you meet a new neighbor earlier and say hello? But he didn’t even greet me and just chewed and left.]

“That person didn’t hear the greeting?”

[There’s no way I didn’t hear it. I said hello right in front of you.]

“Really? Why doesn’t that person accept my greeting? He really is a cheap person.”

[This is the problem with people these days. There is no affection between neighbors.]

“Next time you see me, don’t say hello either.”

［To do that. And that guy seemed to ignore people just because he was handsome. This is why I hate handsome men. I have a dirty personality.]

It seems that Shuboma’s rude neighbor was a man.

For reference, Shuboma does not discriminate against ugly men, but they say that most handsome men are turned off because they have dirty personalities. They say that there are many cases where personality is not very good.

“I’ve said this repeatedly, but not all good-looking people have dirty personalities.”

[Of course I know. It’s just because all the good-looking guys I’ve ever seen had nasty personalities. The man I saw today seemed even more innocent because he had a truly heavenly appearance. Anyway, I have no prejudice.]

Although they say no in words.

It seemed to me that there was a bit of prejudice against handsome men.

［But you really say it like you’re handsome? You’re ugly.]

“Think whatever you want.”

Shuboma still thinks I’m ugly.

Because you’ve never seen my face.

Since I said I don’t like handsome men, I didn’t have any intention of explaining it.

There’s no way we’ll actually meet each other anyway, right?

[If you don’t find a woman who accepts you, you can marry me later. I will especially embrace this sister.]

“Who is your older sister? And am I going to marry you because I’m crazy?”

Shuboma’s words were not sincere.

It was just a simple joke.

He often throws jokes like that.

While we were talking like that.

“Ah, that’s right. Speaking of neighbors, I also remember something that made me feel uncomfortable.”

The word ‘neighbor’ reminded me of something I experienced earlier.

［Uncomfortable? What?]

“I was coming home earlier, and a neighbor was standing there muttering something that looked like a curse spell.”

[crazy. Aren’t you mentally ill?]

“I don’t think it was that bad, he just seemed like a mentally ill person.”

[That’s a psychopath. You really don’t have any clothes. Didn’t he do anything to you?]

“I wasn’t harmed, but he did glare at me from behind with a strange look.”

[really? That’s exactly the characteristic of criminals. Shouldn’t you at least report it to the police before something strange happens?]

“Why report it when you haven’t done anything yet?”

［Be careful, really. If possible, be careful not to bump into that neighbor. There are a lot of crazy bitches these days.]

“That should be it. But maybe I just misunderstood.”

[no. It’s not a mistake. My intuition tells me that she is clearly a psychopathic criminal.]

“Why are you making such conclusions when you haven’t even seen that person…”

[There is such a thing as human instinct. Anyway, let’s forget about that psychotic bitch and just play a game. I will join as secondary character number 120.]

Like this, I enjoyed the game all day while chatting without stopping with Shuboma.

It was a more enjoyable weekend than ever.

I have to find a part-time job tomorrow.

Not a service job where you deal with people, but something like loading and unloading.