Chapter Index



    Waiting and playing the game I was looking forward to.



    I was in front of the computer, looking at the Maple Leaf Game exchange.

    -“Brother, what level are you?”

    “30”

    -“Huh? Still? I’m 150?”

    “Wait… I’ll show you what upgrading your specs is… I… Taebaek’s Kim Han-seong… I’m not dead.”

    -“You only know how to use your body, brother. Since when did you start using your head…”

    “…?”

    Park Ji-hoon spoke seriously in response to the cold atmosphere and my reaction.

    -“I’m sorry. I think I crossed a line.”

    “Ha… What’s the point in waiting so long for the items I’ve posted to sell? Let’s just go hunting…”

    -“Good thinking. I looked into it, and they say hunting in Pig Village is a quick job.”

    “I guess so.”

    I started hunting in one place for a long time.

    “Oh… I have 5,000 damage now.”

    -“Already? That job seems to be strong~”

    At that time, a user approaches and starts hunting.

    When another user was occupying the seat, if I took that seat, I naturally started chatting with the other user.

    I think this is the rule set by the users who enjoy this game.

    (Prince Siyu) – ?? It’s a seat.

    However, the other person did not feel natural at all and showed an unusual reaction.

    (Passers by 12) – ?? What is this? It’s my position now.

    The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and there was something about that ‘passerby’ that was different from ordinary people.

    I was confused for a moment by what that user said, and then I started chatting.

    (Prince Siyu) – …?… Yes, please eat a lot…

    It is best and best to avoid poop.

    If I’m at fault, it’s that I spoke out of curiosity when I saw that talking poop.

    (Pedestrian 12) – You talk so loudly.

    “Huh…”

    This is how a person in a hurry moves no matter what the situation.

    I was dumbfounded by this situation and changed the channel.

    But, contrary to what I thought, this dirty piece of shit seems to have needed my ignorance.

    (Passer-by 12) – Where are you going? Kitchen? ㄹㅇ He’s a sick god with no pride.

    “Huh…”

    -“What’s wrong?”

    I told Jihoon the situation so far.

    -“Aang? Leave it to me. I… will handle it on my own, sir.”

    Ji-hoon can’t bear to curse, wondering if his parents are at home.

    Still, I changed the channel to see if that dirty piece of shit would follow me until the end, but it was still shit.

    Looks like that dirty bastard has nothing to do.

    With no end in sight, I quickly washed my hands and tried to get out.

    (Prince Siyu) – Sorry for earlier.

    (Passer-by 12) – Wow, you understand the topic quickly?

    I feel the veins on my forehead rising, but what can I do now?

    However, I took a screenshot of what that guy said so far.

    And just in case I have the strength to clean up that shit, I just write down the ID on a notepad.

    And Park Ji-hoon came to help me, and took over the hunting ground, swearing in a slow typing style.

    (Passer-by 12) – What is it? friend? They say they play together and it’s so funny haha.

    I was about to curse at being treated like Park Ji-hoon, but I held back.

    (Passers by 12) – 150? Since I don’t have any level items, I don’t get any damage lol.

    The user cursed for a while and then suddenly left.

    The poop finally disappeared before my eyes.

    We congratulated each other when the poop was gone.

    “Is it trustworthy?”

    -“This is me, Mr. Haeng… You are finally acknowledging me.”

    And soon after, another character appeared, and he seemed to be a fairly high level user, and our expressions began to sour.

    Because the nickname was (Passerby 2).

    (Pedestrian 2) – Hello? Fuck you guys?

    A ‘passerby’ who uses the most basic attack skills.

    However, the aftereffects from that basic attack skill were not like that at all.

    The damage was endless and enormous, even at a glance it was in the hundreds of millions, and all the monsters on the map were killed at once.

    Jihoon was using the skill next to him, but the damage he received was only 100,000 units.

    “…..”

    -“…..”

    When we looked at the screen full of damage without saying a word, that piece of shit user started talking excitedly.

    (Pedestrian 2) – Kitchen? Where did you go? Why are you both quiet?

    Due to the overwhelming gap, there was no word and the chat continued.

    (Pedestrians passing by 2) – You guys, the installer is haha. It’s my place, you jammins. Stop playing games and ask mom for more milk.

    (Pedestrian 2) – Are you being treated like this? Why aren’t you saying anything lol?

    For the first time since I was born in this body, I began to feel more alive.

    “ah…..”

    -“Brother! Be patient! We’re still 8 years old!!! We’ve been killing since we were 8!!!”

    “Shut up…”

    -“yes…”

    As I was living up to the challenge, I started to think quickly.

    The first thing I did was grab my phone and take pictures of the conversation, nickname, and character.

    “1 month… more than 1 month…”

    -“…..”

    Without hesitation, I went out cautiously.

    Dad wearing a headset and working hard on music.

    After finding my father’s cell phone, I secretly took it and paid 1 million won.

    “Definitely… 1 month…”

    As my eyes began to wander, I began buying and selling large quantities of items using the data I had been hoarding up until now.

    From hoarding items that are in high supply and demand even if they don’t make money, to items with very high prices.

    When your mind starts spinning quickly and you start earning overwhelming amounts of money unlike before…

    The aftereffects came to me.

    “Kim Si-yoon!!!!!”

    I was dragged down from the chair by my father, with my headset taken off…

    I was able to vividly hear Park Ji-hoon, the family member and subordinate I raised, being scolded by his father in real time.

    “Aaaah! Dad!!!”

    The second day in my life I got a dusty cane from my dad.

    The delicate skin made me suffer even more, and the arms I was holding started to hurt and felt like they were going to come down…

    I couldn’t get ‘Passers By’ out of my mind.

    My father became even angrier when he saw my face burning with pain and vowing even more elaborate revenge.

    “Kim Si-yoon! What kind of expression is that!”

    I was embarrassed by my father’s yelling, but my expression relaxed.

    “Huh? You didn’t do it to Dad…”

    Dad noticed from my expression that I wasn’t lying.

    “Then what is it?”

    I looked at my phone.

    When my dad handed me the cell phone, I knelt down and walked up to him and showed him the cell phone.

    Dad, who had been looking at his phone for a while, paused for a moment.

    Considering my father’s reading speed, I felt like he stopped at the part about my mother’s story.

    A father who found out that his daughter was being scolded.

    “…Put your hands down.”

    “huh…”

    “…Do you know who it is?”

    “no…”

    Dad got up without a word and tried to call someone.

    Probably a lawyer from JSM.

    I saw my dad like that and spoke quickly.

    “One month is enough… and I will take revenge.”

    Dad glanced at me, put his cell phone in his pocket, nodded slightly, and went out.

    After that, every time I returned from school, the level of my character, which I had not even touched, increased day by day.

    At school, I was secretly watching the prices of Maple Leaf games on my phone.

    With a capital of 1.3 million won, gold more than doubled in 3 days.

    “Tongue… brother… I’m a little scared now… I earned 1.3 million won in 3 days…”

    “We still have a long way to go. We have to catch those ten bastards… To do that, we need an additional 30 million won.”

    “…..”

    I sighed and looked at my small wallet.

    “If it goes directly to my card… I’d just call it…”

    “You’re saying… you’re putting 3,000 into the game…?”

    “…?”

    For a moment, I thought about our financial situation in the past.

    A long time ago, I remembered buying meat for Jaehyeong and Parkgi that I had picked up with the 100,000 won I received while working as an activist.

    I remember the first time I bought meat for Jaehyeong and Parkgi… I still remember the days when I bought a bottle of alcohol for 200 won and drank while giggling.

    At the workshop, we ordered 8 bowls of Jajangmyeon for 4,000 won, and 3 of us ate them all.

    After reminiscing about the past for a moment, I spoke to Jihoon.

    “Do you know how much the computer you use costs?”

    Park Ji-hoon thought about his computer for a moment.

    “…..”

    “As far as I know, with that performance, it costs 3 million won.”

    “Huh!?”

    “At this elementary school, each kid you see receives 10 million won a year.”

    “yes!?”

    “The cheapest brand of backpack you carry is 500,000 won.”

    “!!!!!”

    In the past, he wasn’t interested in his surroundings, and he still didn’t seem to know exactly what the market conditions had changed from before.

    Suddenly, Park Ji-hoon looks at his bag.

    “Oh my god… this bag… is… comparing it to my salary…?”

    I carefully lift the school bag that I normally carry carelessly.

    I told Park Ji-hoon, who did not even know the financial status of his own house.

    “Your father, Park Jeong-ho, it says a 4-year down payment of 21 billion won.”

    “!!!!!”

    He spoke as if he was sentencing Park Ji-hoon, who was about to roll his eyes, to death.

    “You’re a gold digger.”

    “2… 21 billion…? Was I… a gold digger?”

    I nodded and whispered to Jihoon, who had realized the reality.

    “If you’re going to be smart, invest in me, and hand over the allowance you received.”

    “Are you… ripping me off now?”

    I looked at Jihoon, who narrowed his already small eyes even further.

    I may not be famous to young kids, but to older kids, I’m a superstar.

    I am the representative model for the Seoul private elementary school uniform brand that I am wearing right now.

    Although she received a scholarship and went to school for free, she was an overwhelming first place not only as a model, but also in terms of entrance scores.

    For a long time, the kids who were impressed by my appearance encouraged me to confess my love and make promises for the future.

    Due to the continued rejection, my image was only getting worse.

    As time went by, I made quite a bit of money playing Maple Leaf.

    “Catch that bastard passing by… make sure to catch him.”

    Park Ji-hoon covered his face with both hands as if he was embarrassed.

    “…I was kicked out by my mother with my clothes taken off…”

    “Still, your help is great… I will call you and repay you double…”

    Jihoon shudders as if remembering yesterday.

    “So how much is it now?”

    “Exactly 1,500% including the amount you invested.”

    “?! already?”

    I said with a shrug.

    “It’s still not enough… You intentionally created all 8 limited characters?”

    They look at me as if they are hearing an interesting story.

    “It’s filled with the gold that each character can have.”

    “oh my god…”

    “Not yet… That damage… It’s definitely the damage caused by putting 8 or more legendary items in the slot.”

    “Can’t I buy 8 of them?”

    “No… you can’t be satisfied with that…”

    Thanks to my dad’s hard work, my character’s level has already reached 220.

    I sat down on my knees and faced my dad.

    “father.”

    “okay.”

    “I made a 1,600% return on my investment.”

    “Huh… that’s amazing.”

    The amount my father invested, as far as I know, is 1.3 million won.

    I pointed to the ‘passerby’ character hanging on the wall.

    “I will never! I will never forgive that man!”

    “Yes! That’s how she is my daughter!”

    I saw my dad concentrating on the situational play.

    “Then, I’m going to go swimming with Dayeon today.”

    “Yeah. What about dinner?”

    “Dayeon’s mom said she would do it.”

    “Yes, have fun~”

    “huh.”

    Dad closed the zipper of the rash guard I was wearing.

    I roughly waved goodbye to my dad, went out the door, and knocked on the door.

    “Da-yeon~”

    “Siyuna!!”

    I smiled and greeted Dayeon in Japanese.

    “久しぶり~ (Hisashiburi~)”

    “久しぶりね! (Hisashiburine!)”

    Clearly, 8-year-old Dayeon no longer wears childish and cute clothes.

    As Dayeon and I’s arms and legs stretched out and our proportions began to change, we felt like child models.

    Dayeon can now swim without a swimming pad.

    I watched this with a grateful heart.



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