GIVE ME A LIMB-DISMEMBERED CHARACTER

What the fuck.

I forgot.

The fact that everything I do in the virtual world through the access device is being broadcast live on a monitor big enough to fill an entire wall in the hospital room.

Like a panorama, the strange things I did while being Brown Dust flashed through my head, making me dizzy.

The Brown Dust game itself is fun, but I also got more into it because I felt like the old me from when I was a man was somehow alive.

But Anna, Pinku Berry, and even the doctor saw those actions…?

I want to go into a hole and hide right now.

“But what’s the name of that game?”

Pinku Berry, who is hugging me from behind, doesn’t know my situation because she can’t see my face, and I start to worry again.

Should I just say the name of the game? Then wouldn’t she know that this game is for 17-year-olds?

But Anna already knows that I’m playing the Brown Dust game, and wait a minute…

When I think about it, I also remembered that Anna gets a text message every time I use my Black Card.

‘Hmm. I’m already screwed.’

“It’s a game called Brown Dust…”

“I see. When Arang-i does it, it’s a little racy, but the game itself looks really fun.”

“U-uh… It, it is fun…”

“What was it, in that small town-“

==

Jihwan was in a good mood today.

Because today is the day of the Brown Dust guild meet-up that he runs.

Moreover, thanks to a guild member who joined a month ago, the guild ranking has risen several levels to as high as TOP8.

“Yo~ Jihwan, how have you been?”

A friend who has been a guild member for several years raised his hand and smiled.

“Of course. You look healthy too?”

“Of course~ My work has been going well recently, so I’ve been working hard to pay-to-win in Brown Dust.”

“I think it’s been like that since you went all-in on the recent Nobel banner.”

“Ha… but I spent twice as much as I thought I would.”

“Kekeke. Did you get a lot of pity breakers?”

“Ugh… I swear, I never got it right away even once?”

“That’s you, keke. But what are you holding?”

“This? I brought it to give Brown Dust merchandise to the guild members who win when we play games this time.”

“Kyaa. Nice. Let’s go and get ready quickly.”

“Okay, okay.”

Today’s guild meet-up will be held at a pension on the outskirts of Namyangju-si.

They chose a place that could be reached by public transportation in consideration of guild members who don’t have cars, so the cost was more expensive than expected, but they were able to find a pretty good place.

“Come to think of it, was there a guild member who said they couldn’t come today?”

“No, there wasn’t. Ah, Sajul-nim said he wouldn’t sleep and would go back after eating dinner and playing.”

“Ah, really? I guess he has work tomorrow.”

“I guess so. Work on Sunday. Ugh, it’s hard, it’s tough.”

“He’s working at Asan Medical Center in Seoul. If you’re a doctor, you can work on Sundays.”

“That’s right.”

Jihwan, who arrived at the pension designated for the guild meet-up, organized his luggage with a pounding heart for the guild meet-up that would be held today.

“Yo, Guild Leader-nim, how have you been?”

“Mei-nim, welcome!”

“Guild Leader, hi.”

As time passed, guild members began to arrive one by one, and before they knew it, more than 10 guild members had gathered at the pension and it became noisy.

Brown Dust-related videos were playing on the large TV in the pension living room, and everyone was moving around to prepare for the barbecue they would have for lunch.

“Huh, aren’t we one person short?”

“That’s right. We always only gather among ourselves, so we didn’t think about Sajul-nim.”

“That’s right. Did Sajul-nim say he would only eat lunch and dinner today and then leave?”

“Ah, I just got a message that he’s almost here.”

“Oh.”

“I’ve always been curious about Sajul-nim.”

“I know, right? Judging by the chat, he’s almost a 40-year-old man.”

“Usually, if you’re a doctor working at Asan Medical Center in Seoul, wouldn’t you be around that age?”

“I’ve heard that too. I heard that only really famous doctors work there.”

While lighting the charcoal and talking about Arang-i, the Brown Dust guild members thought that the Sajul guild member they had been waiting for had arrived in a large car entering the pension.

“But do doctors usually drive a car like that?”

“Isn’t that the kind of car that celebrities drive?”

“Wow. Is he a really rich doctor? I guess he even has a driver.”

When the car stopped in the pension parking lot and the door opened, a person who was completely different from what the guild members had imagined got out.

“Wow… what a height.”

“Isn’t he a UFC fighter instead of a doctor?”

“Gasp. I’m sure I’d die if I got hit by one punch.”

“Crazy. He looks like he’s over 2M tall?”

It was hard to believe that such a person, whose arms were as big as a person’s face and whose height seemed to be from a different genre, had said such vulgar things in the guild chat room as “Rear boobs jiggle jiggle, plump is the best, artificial hands are the best, I want to put my finger in the reverse bunny’s belly button.”

Even Jihwan, the guild leader who is in charge of extreme E in MBTI, was reluctant to approach the man in front of him because he looked so scary.

His menacing appearance, which looked like a fist would fly at him with the slightest mistake, and his huge physique, which made his appearance even scarier, made him nervous.

‘B-but, he’s our guild member. And Sajul-nim was a good person.’

Jihwan swallowed and calmed his trembling heart and approached the man, but the man’s behavior was strange.

When the man got out of the car, it was the door on the opposite side from where the guild members were watching, but he headed to the car door that everyone could see and opened the door politely.

And the person getting out of it was none other than.

It was Arang.

==

This Brown Dust guild meet-up.

It was really hard to get permission.

A post about the guild meet-up was posted in the Brown Dust guild.

They said that they would play Brown Dust-related games at the guild meet-up, distribute various merchandise as prizes, and have a barbecue.

It looked like it would be a super fun meet-up, so I said I would go too.

And I asked Anna if I could go to the guild meet-up.

I can now walk around like a normal girl, and although I can’t do it for long, I’ve become familiar enough with controlling my prosthetic hands and feet that I can now run around to some extent.

While watching me play Brown Dust, she knows that Brown Dust is a well-made game and that the gameplay is good, but she strongly insisted that she didn’t want to send me to a gathering of users who are playing this kind of game.

In fact, if my daughter was playing this kind of Brown Dust and going to a Brown Dust game meet-up, I think I would have stopped her from going too.

But I really wanted to go this time.

Because Arang’s emotions were strongly insisting that she wanted to go to the meet-up.

It’s true.

This is real.

Because Arang didn’t have many friends due to her long hospital life, she really wants to gather with people or meet up and hang out together.

That’s one of the reasons why I’ve held so many meet-ups or offline gatherings in LeoRe until now.

That’s why I wanted to go to this meet-up.

Of course, the reason why I wanted to hang out with men of my age was also big.

Even if I have Arang’s emotions, I also have the emotions of my male days.

In the end, I got permission from Anna to go to the meet-up with several conditions through a storm of aegyo, which was my last resort.

I guess it’s because I still have the emotions of my male days, but I did it while shedding tears inside.

But it was all a happening because I succeeded.

Anyway, after getting permission for the guild meet-up, the first of several conditions was that I definitely couldn’t stay overnight and had to come back on the same day.

I thought this was obvious too.

I’m aware that I definitely can’t sleep in a pension with only men.

The second was to go with my two personal bodyguards.

I would go with a male bodyguard to protect me in case something happened and a female bodyguard to stay by my side without missing a second.

I nodded.

I’ve realized how much my position is while going out recently.

But I still wanted to go to the meet-up, that’s what I’m saying.

After getting Anna’s permission, the guild meet-up location I arrived at was a pretty nice-looking pension.

When the bodyguard ahjussi opened the car door and I got out of the car with the help of the bodyguard noona, the eyes of the Brown Dust guild members in the pension yard were focused on me.

==

“Did Sajul-nim come with his daughter and, wife…?”

The Brown Dust guild members were confused by the young girl, who looked like she was in elementary school, who got out after being guided by the huge man, and the tall woman who came out behind the girl.

Jihwan, the guild leader, didn’t know what to do, but when the young girl, who was barely reaching his chest, waved at him, he felt something strange and was horrified by what the young girl said.

“Leia’sBagGuardian-nim, nice to meet you!”

They only called each other by their nicknames so that no guild members would be left out, and they made name tag necklaces with each of their nicknames written on them and wore them around their necks.

Thanks to that, Arang recognized that the person who came to pick her up was the guild leader and the user with the nickname Leia’sBagGuardian and greeted him happily.

“I’m GiveMeALimb-DismemberedCharacter!”

“…Yes?”

“Sajul user! Ah, is that mine?”

Arang took the name tag necklace with her nickname written on it from Jihwan’s hand, who was out of his mind.

Only then did Jihwan realize that the huge man behind the young girl was not GiveMeALimb-DismemberedCharacter, but the little girl in front of him was the GiveMeALimb-DismemberedCharacter user.

And he also realized that his nickname was being shown to this young girl and that he had made her call it out.

‘What the fuck…!’

On top of that, the eyes of the huge man and the tall woman behind the young girl were looking at him as if they were looking at trash.

‘How was I supposed to know that such a young girl would come…!’