Chapter 4 – 4. Chestnut
4. Takbam
– 2400 points of guardian deity [Anivia]: I lost because of the idiot at the top. Is it good to come up as a substitute, you stupid silver bastard?
– It’s a jungle difference [Renga]: What is this ***? ***You’re fucking stupid when you can’t be together. Hey where do you live
– It’s a jungle difference. *** *** ***
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The nexus is destroyed and the game is over.
[Promotion failed]
“Aagh! Fuck!!!”
Diamond Promotion Match. In the last match, I met a midfielder who looked like a dog byungsin and lost. As soon as the Nexus was destroyed, I punched the monitor in a fucking glow. The monitor was dented and smashed like a rag.
“Fuck. My diamond.”
Of course, at an important moment, I met an idiot-like bastard…
You bastard bastard who even blames me for something he can’t fucking do. Can’t you do something like IP tracking with absolute power?
Right.
I snapped my fingers and restored the broken monitor. I tried to run the power draw in the hope that a power to track IPs would emerge.
[Not enough SP. The price of the power draw doubles each time you draw it. The current Power Draw price is 2000 SP.]
[Remaining SP: 1700]
“Nothing really works.”
I remembered that I used up all my points in harassing a high school girl in the morning. The slut doesn’t help.
I wanted to bully her one more time, but unfortunately, she lived more than 1km away from my studio, so I couldn’t find her now.
In that sense, I decided to do the skill draw and item draw once more.
[Give up (D)
– Beat it up. It is especially effective against dragons.]
[Cane (F)
– I think it would be good to use it as a cane.]
“There are only things that look like beggars.”
But, what is that? It’s two levels higher than Slash (F). Just by looking at the name, it seems like a garbage skill, but it seemed like a useful skill.
No no
“I have to watch Eunbyul take a shower.”
Today’s draw was also ruined.
I went back to bed and lay down. I turned on the diorama and went to the convenience store. The time now is 11:50. It was time for Eunbyeol to leave work.
“It’s 5,500 won.”
Eunbyeol was still standing at the counter. Because she had guests.
A brown-skinned man who had dyed her hair yellow chuckled and handed Eunbyul a card. Eunbyeol inserted her card into the reader and completed her calculation.
Eunbyeol handed the card to the blond guy again. And at that time, she didn’t accept the card that the tanned blond bastard received, and as she leaned over to her counter, she spoke to Eunbyeol.
“Hey, can you give me your number?”
“Yes?”
Eunbyeol looked at the blonde bully with eyes as if she were looking at her asshole. She let out a short sigh and said, avoiding his gaze.
“I have a boyfriend.”
“Hey, I’m not asking you to date me. I just want to get to know you better.”
“That’s Okay.”
“Don’t do that.”
Yangachi received the card from Eunbyeol’s hand. As he put the card in her wallet, he took something out of her again.
[Hunter License: Kim Dae-yang]
The guy was cleverly covering the part with the D rank underneath him with his finger. It wasn’t the same, but even with a D rank, a hunter is a hunter. He should have been basically a guy who was getting a salary of 100 million won.
“I drink and drink sometimes. Are you attending Myeongcheon University? I go there too. I’m graduating soon.”
“I go to school.”
Eunbyeol-ie, her eyes shook slightly when she saw her Hunter ID. However, she soon averted her gaze and blew her words of refusal. If she was the slut high school girl she saw in the morning, she would have spread her pussy as soon as she saw her hunter certificate, but Eunbyul hit the iron wall to the end.
Eunbyeol ignored her bullying and entered her warehouse. In the warehouse, a pig was rummaging through boxes.
“Now it’s time for your shift.”
“Ah, haha yes. I’m doing some stocking up…”
Apparently, I was just pretending to tidy up her warehouse because I was afraid of the bully. She usually makes her teeth come out, but when the bully comes, she looks like an idiot. I have to steal 50,000 won today.
Eunbyeol came out after changing her clothes. She was still wearing pants today, so I couldn’t see her panties. But she didn’t care because she would go to her house and take off anyway. Seeing her now or later, there was little difference in her jerking.
“I think I should take a picture today.”
She even switched her smartphone to an iPhone for this day. She was fucking expensive, but it was scratched with her mother’s card, so it didn’t hurt her living expenses.
The day she pays the card she looks like her mother is maximally angry but if she wakes up she should be able to calm her down.
Or you can’t help it She certainly wouldn’t beat her precious son to death.
I fiddled with my phone and looked at when Eunbyeol would arrive home. But she saw Eunbyeol and someone following her.
“What is that bastard?”
He’s the bully who was flirting at the convenience store earlier. That guy was secretly following Eunbyul.
And the moment Eunbyul enters a narrow alley.
“Kyaa… Ugh, ugh!!”
Just like that, the bully attacked Eunbyul.
A bully who covers her mouth with her hand to keep her from screaming. Eunbyeol resisted, but it was impossible for an ordinary Pyeonsoon woman to withstand the power of a man, and even a man with a hunter license.
“Hehe, a bitch who looks like a mop bounces like crazy. Let’s try it once, bitch.”
“Ugh!!”
Holding on to Eunbyul, who continued to struggle with her, the bully smiled meanly. I jumped up watching the scene.
“Um, what the fuck is that bastard doing now?”
She is not another woman, she is Eunbyeol. Eunbyeol that I take as my daughter every day. It was irrelevant whether the other bitch was raped or not, but with Eunbyeol, the story was different. When I thought that the innocent Eunbyeol’s virgin was being taken by that idiot, my anger surged up.
I scaled down the diorama. Eunbyeol and Yangachi’s bodies seemed to be as small as the palm of their hand. It was as if I was looking down at them from the sky.
I put my middle finger on my thumb, rolled it up, and prepared for a kick. And,
“I dare to call Hunter on the subject of just a convenience store…”
Fuck!
[612 SP is consumed.]
As it was, it flew the night away and at the same time materialized the shock and hit the guy’s head.
“… ? Heh, kyaaaaa!!!”
The head of the bully who had been hit by my finger exploded.
Blood and brains splattered on the walls of the alley. A red liquid spurts from the headless neck.
Eunbyeol was momentarily dazed, then sat down screaming. She sat down, stepped back on her feet, touched the ground with her hands, and ran out of the alleyway.
“Uh? This, what the fuck.”
Like her, I felt her hair turn white. Because something completely different happened than I intended.
I didn’t even intend to kill him. No, what is so weak about being a fucking hunter? What kind of night does your head explode…
I was just going to hit him to stun or blow him away… What the fuck happened
I was so fucking flustered. Killing someone is a completely different thing from just hitting one.
If it was just hitting and bouncing, the police wouldn’t have come and even reported it, but if it was murder, the story was completely different. Not only would a police investigation come in, but there was an almost 100% chance that magic detectives would come and collect magic patterns.
The magical pattern of all newborn babies in Korea is stored in an international database. Of course, my magic pattern, born in an ordinary family, was also included in that side, and the moment the forensic team detected my magic pattern on the spot…
‘Fucked the fuck.’
I was momentarily frightened and turned off the diorama.
What now? Am I really fucked up?
“Fuck. I don’t know.”
In a brief moment, a thousand thoughts came to my mind.
If you get caught, will the police be called? I mean come out as a suspect. I wouldn’t have been caught on cctv, but as long as the magic pattern was discovered, it would be a certainty that I would become a suspect.
And the inspection will be done. Then it’s just a matter of time that my ability takes. A magical pattern of an unregistered Awakener is discovered at a murder scene? It is only a matter of time before he is caught as a criminal in the act.
Of course, just because it’s a magic pattern doesn’t mean it’s omnipotent. It was possible for a person with a certain level of skill to crush the magic pattern.
It was impossible to counterfeit someone else’s magic pattern in that way, but he said that there could be occasions when, by chance, it was transformed into the same as someone else’s magic pattern.
However, it was impossible to consider even that in the case of the murder of a D-class hunter. Besides, what if an unregistered Awakener is a suspect? The red line is confirmed.
Now that I’m a criminal, will my name be on the news? There will be a lot of articles on the Internet, and it will be posted on old galleries.
I’ll be in touch with my parents as well…
“Aaaaa!! Fuck!!!”
I even imagined being imprisoned in a prison for superhumans, and then stopped thinking about it. It felt like my heart would break if I delused any further.
‘Let’s play a game.”
I forcibly calmed my trembling heart and sat down in front of the computer again. Even during the queue, everyone had really different thoughts.
However, as time passed after starting the game, the anxiety like a ghost disappeared.
Roll is a god and I am invincible.
