episode_0023

The first year of the academy is divided into six alphabet classes: A, B, C, D, E, and F.

And Class F is the class where the ‘main character’ belongs. I was in a class that had a lot of shitty memories from playing games, so even after being possessed, I didn’t spit in that direction even once.

So even if I go to see Natsume Yukine, I have no intention of getting into Class F.

Instead, I plan to aim for after school.

“What are you going to do after school?”

“We have to become friends first.”

“…You’re getting close, right?”

Suho looked at me with something suspicious in his eyes. It’s truly unfortunate that people have this little faith.

I confidently affirmed, tapping my shoulder with my fist.

“of course.”

“Isn’t Dohan going to start making hate speech again as soon as he runs into you?”

“That’s how you become friends.”

“You crazy guy….”

Suho was about to say something, but hesitated and eventually closed his mouth.

I can roughly guess what the omitted words are. It would be like, ‘Do you want to cut off your leg while speaking Negro and then eat it again?’

“Suho.”

“what.”

“Don’t live lying down. Get up and die.”

“You’re so stupid, you idiot.”

“Why did you just call me a bad-legged person who couldn’t even get up on his own?”

“Don’t slander, you crazy person….”

Kang Soo-ho, you racist bastard.

No matter how bad my legs are, they talk really harshly. This is why racers are not allowed.

Your ability to empathize is low.

“Anyway, let’s go to Vujicic girl. River driver. Drive.”

“I want to throw the wheelchair….”

Kang Su-ho pulls the wheelchair properly even though he is grumbling.

With Kang Soo-ho’s grumbling as background music, he got into a wheelchair and went in search of the crazy amputee.

I think I’ll have a headache if I meet that bitch.

Well, it will work out somehow.

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Suho Kang and I dragged the wheelchair and blocked Natsume Yukine.

And I confidently asked a question.

“Hey, do you have any cigarettes?”

“yes…?”

[Natsume Yukine (Summer Snow Sound)]

Looking at the status window that pops up, I see that this guy is right.

Of course, the absence of a status window did not mean that it could be misunderstood. Pink twin tails, a torso without limbs, spherical prosthetic legs and arms attached like external gloves where the shoulders and thighs should be.

If there is one more creature with such a bizarre appearance, it is Apocalypse.

“Kim Do-han, you crazy bastard… That’s not it.”

“Oh right.”

I was used to this position when two people were dealing with one person, so I was momentarily mistaken.

Okay, I coughed once, regained control of my voice, and spoke again.

“Emisi (hair person) bitch.”

“You crazy guy….”

“Well, something….”

Embarrassed, Yukine blushed and took a step back.

Normally, I wouldn’t have put this much pressure on me, but now I am a first-class citizen with a leg disability in a wheelchair.

Even a disabled assistant who walks with telekinesis couldn’t beat my PC power!

“Let’s not float around, let’s stick together fairly.”

“yes…?”

“Let’s have a game.”

Attacking a disabled person is a special assault.

Of course, this Vujicic woman is also disabled. And, when people with disabilities fight together, the person with the loudest voice usually wins.

However, Yukine did not use force fairly or attempt to escape. Instead, his face turned bright red, he rolled his eyes around, then suddenly lost focus and muttered softly.

“Hey, I don’t think it’s okay to be dirty….”

“Damn.”

Even if these guys make eye contact later on, they say things like gaze rape and try to say MeToo.

A crazy person with only flowers in his head.

Due to distorted sexual notions formed in childhood, all men are viewed as potential sex offenders. It was also one of the reasons why I was reluctant to go near Class F.

If you even raise your hand between friends, you will be falsely accused of sexual assault, not assault!

“Hey. Amputee.”

“Hibb?! Neet…?!”

“Who would be bothered by someone like you? Is there anyone who uses Onahole because they are obsessed with it? It’s just a sex-processing tool used when you’re in a hurry. So don’t make the mistake of thinking it’s not a big deal and pay attention. Huh?”

“You crazy bastard…! Sexual harassment is Eva…!”

Kang Soo-ho was shocked and tried to stop me, but this was not sexual harassment.

In fact, it is just the right time to translate and explain it into a language that those idiots can understand.

This is because if you use ‘general’ terms, a strange translator starts running in your strange mind. For example, ‘let’s have a fight’ is interpreted as ‘let’s have sexual intercourse with suffocation and pressure until we pass out.’

You may be wondering what kind of idiotic statement this is, but it really is that way.

Yukine actually listened to my ‘appropriate’ explanation and nodded, affirming what I said.

“Ah, well, that’s… I see…?”

“What?”

Thanks to this, only Kang Soo-ho, who has the mindset of a normal person, was dumbfounded.

Whether Kang Soo-ho was embarrassed or not, I attempted to have a conversation using the optimized vocabulary of ‘Natsume Yukine (夏目 雪音)’.

“Anyway, my friend.”

“Huh…? Chi, I don’t think we can be friends….”

Why do you blush so much at the word friend?

Let’s take a guess. I guess I roughly understand it as ‘a friend’ = ‘a toy that is randomly used and then thrown away for sex practice before having sex with a lover.’

Fuck. My head feels like it’s going to break… .

“…Flying onahole bitch.”

“yes….”

Is it right to try to talk to this guy? ?

I have to do it unless I have to live with bad legs for the rest of my life. You have to master telekinesis to be able to walk like a normal person.

First of all, I need to lower the resources needed today by about 30%. I don’t know why I have to go through all this trouble.

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“Kim Do-han, what are you…?”

“what.”

“Miss Yukine, you’re famous for being very shy and having a hard time with people… No, if you’re sexually harassing me like that in the first place, how did you even exchange phone numbers with Miss Yukine…?”

“Do you think that’s shy?”

That’s something beyond the level of shyness.

It’s similar to how Chew-deok (Kang Su-ho), an adolescent man full of dark delusions, cannot even make eye contact when standing in front of a woman. It means that there is a basket in the head.

Calling it ‘shyness’ is an insult to all introverted people.

“Or is it because of probability…?”

“What are the probabilities, you idiot?”

“Kim Do-han, if you look at it objectively, you are quite handsome. After all, looks are everything for a man.”

“He’s not gay, what the hell does he look like?”

In the first place, I don’t think Vuichichi’s badass would look at her appearance.

Rather, wouldn’t it be a plus if he looks like a crossbreed guy who looks like he might turn into a sex offender at any moment?

“Suho.”

“what.”

“Appearance is not important.”

“Then what, what’s on the inside is important?”

“No. You can’t even see what’s inside, so what’s important?”

“So what’s the big deal?”

“The important thing is an unbreakable heart.”

“Damn.”

It’s real.

What is important is an unbreakable heart. If you feel like you’re about to break, just break the other person’s heart before that happens.

“Suho, because you don’t know that, you have no friends.”

“What the fuck?”

If you look at Kang Soo-ho’s appearance, he also looks quite neat. His ability as a shield holder is excellent, and he is also considerate.

If appearance, personality, and ability were conditions for friends, Suho would have had a lot more friends than he does now.

It’s just that Suho is just a jerk. Because he is very considerate, he is weak in assertiveness, has ability but is not noticeable, and has a neat appearance but does not put on any pretense.

To put it simply, its presence was weak.

“I have friends too, right?”

“Suho, where are your friends?”

“You know, you. You brat.”

“Am I your friend?”

“Otherwise, why would I be pulling your wheelchair? You idiot?”

“Why did you just call me a bad-legged person who can’t even walk on his own?”

“No…don’t slander….”

And there was loyalty.

Kang Soo-ho took a deep breath and quietly pushed his wheelchair.

As if I was talking to myself, I muttered in a voice so low that I could barely hear it.

“Please don’t go around acting like shit… I’m worried… What are you going to do next time if it doesn’t end with just one leg…”

“And if they get searched, that’s my fault. If I get shot and searched, write on my tombstone, ‘I knew this was going to happen to me.’”

“Like when dealing with senior Pulitzer, I don’t understand why a guy with good sense like you, Do-han, is so angry. Why do you do something that will get criticized on purpose?”

“I guess it’s because my personality is so damn good.”

“Dohan, you’re not that bad of a guy. That leg… I heard you cut it off while trying to save Borjigin.”

I don’t know why Kang Soo-ho is acting like this all of a sudden. I guess it’s because it’s an emotional F.

When I say that I sacrificed myself to save others, I suddenly feel like a good person, but? Like a heroine who was a villain, then joined as a colleague of the main character, and then got washed up?

If so, it’s funny.

Because I was never a bad person to begin with. It’s just a raceist!

“It’s not me that’s bad, it’s this world!”

“Damn….”

Well, something like that.

Thinking about it makes me angry again. It was a game I was really looking forward to since the pre-order period… .

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“It’s a rod made of pigweed wine and treated with magic. It was made by a master of our country.”

“It’s called Made in China.”

“….”

I received a baton as a gift from Chen Mingmei.

It seems like the request I made to get a weapon at the training ground last time has finally been completed.

I tried swinging it around while sitting in the wheelchair.

“It’s really light?”

“If you infuse it with mana, you can freely adjust its length like a gold bar. It would be good to use it as a replacement for a staff in everyday life. If you want to use a prosthetic leg, it would be more convenient to have a staff.”

“Oh yeah?”

Once mana was infused, the gold bar moved and changed shape according to the shape of the mana.

When the mana was recovered, it solidified into that shape again.

I’m sure this will be useful.

“Is it good? Thank you. As expected, the artist of the game is different.”

“It’s natural as brothers.”

Why am I your brother?

I am an only child.