Chapter 5
Chapter 5
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 5
Chapter Title: Convenience Store Part-Timer Girl
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⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Profile rank 'Newbie': No penalties even if you die.] I stopped what I was doing, carefully comparing the two planets, thanks to the follow-up message.
"If there are no penalties, then highest difficulty is always the way to go."
No risk means nothing but rewards left. A zombie virus world or a tower world—either way, it's all the same since I know nothing about them.
"Alright then, let's give it a shot."
For the record, I couldn't even enter the shop without points. Meaning, I had to warp in once to figure shit out.
I selected the tower world. Planet #010009.
Suddenly, my body and mind felt like they were being sucked into somewhere.
A moment later, when I opened my eyes, I was in a place that felt unfamiliar yet oddly familiar.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "So this is the new luxury bag that's all the rage. My boyfriend got it for me. Cute, right?"
A woman showing off her new bag on a video call with her friend.
"The Tower is humanity's salvation! Do not reject the Tower!"
"Fucking crazy psycho. He's pissed 'cause he's too old to enter."
An old homeless guy waving a sign that reeked of cult vibes, preaching salvation, and a man cursing him out in disbelief.
"Honey, what should we eat today?"
"Eh, whatever."
I was standing smack in the middle of a Seoul street during the daytime. Looking around amid the bustling crowd, it felt so alive.
"Whoa, this is straight-up identical to reality."
If not for the massive tower soaring into the sky next to the 63 Building, I might've doubted this was another world.
I pinched my cheek with my hand.
It hurt.
Okay, senses check out.
To get a more vivid feel, I groped the breast of a woman walking by, her heavy-looking tits bouncing with each step.
"Kyaaack!!"
"Approved."
I could definitely feel the softness of her tit through the bra. Guessing at least a D-cup.
I bowed my head to the woman who'd sacrificed her boobs to prove this world was the real deal.
"Thank you for your tits."
"Th-this psycho freak!"
I was just expressing gratitude, but a handbag came flying. Harsh modern society, huh. But even a handbag swinging wildly right in my face—this body's a Hunter Academy student.
No reason to take a hit from some civilian.
Thwack.
"Ow, fuck, why does it hurt?"
I definitely dodged. My body just wouldn't move.
Does this make sense?
Then it hit me—a sudden memory.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [First profile creation: All stats fixed at 1. Completely separate from real world settings. Real stats apply again upon return from other worlds.] "Mommy."
Stats at 1? That's bedridden-in-a-hospital levels...
Sure enough, my head started throbbing where she'd hit me.
"That guy! He groped my breast!"
"No! That bitch seduced me first!"
Conflicting stories, and no witnesses to the crime—onlookers milling about in confusion.
"I'm a busy man! Don't have time for this!"
True enough. Less than an hour till Tower entry.
"And there's no proof I touched you!"
I shouted, voice raised, and the crowd couldn't do shit.
No witnesses? Loudest guy wins.
One of the big truths I'd learned surviving this world.
"No proof? I filmed the whole thing groping my tit!"
"?"
Oh yeah, she was filming herself with a phone on a stick while her tits bounced as she walked.
Thought it was just selfies, but she was live-streaming.
"You got it all on camera?"
"Yeah, you fucker!"
Two ways to escape this popped into my head.
One: Sincere apology.
Two...
"Sorry."
I pretended to apologize and sidled up close to her.
"Think sorry fixes it? I'm calling the cops, so don't you dare move."
"Sorry."
Like an answering machine, I repeated it while eyeing her angle.
Thankfully, surrounded by people, she didn't suspect a thing.
That was her mistake.
"Thanks for your tits."
I spouted nonsense and yanked her top down.
With a rip, her dress and bra slid down together. The two huge mounds, tightly wrapped in that clingy dress, jiggled like fresh pudding.
"Kyaaaaaaaack!!!"
Too late, she covered her tits with her arms, but everyone around had already seen.
Camera definitely caught her bare boobs too.
I gave a thumbs-up to her hand still gripping the phone stick. Viewers probably felt the same.
"Ah, shame if exposure kills the stream."
Anyway, confirmed this world nailed perfect gravity on jiggling tits.
Just like my Earth!
"Who called it in?"
"That guy's over there, officer!"
Things were getting noisy.
Acting crazy worked—no one tried anything yet, but that'd end soon.
"Adios then."
I kept spewing bullshit to the end and warped to a quiet alley I'd scouted.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Confirming the world's physics was fine, but only 30 minutes left.
All because of those damn tits.
"Tits really are magnificent!"
Ah, reverse in this case.
Anyway, no time to wander streets, so I checked my granted perks first.
Luckily, just thinking brought them up naturally, no special actions needed.
- Day Pass: Exit tower exterior for limited time per trial completion.
- Inventory: Acquire 1m x 1m x 1m subspace.
- Prophet: Preview next floor's trial.
Day Pass useless now. Tried Prophet.
Focusing, a message appeared in my mind.
📜 TRIAL INFO 📜 [Floor 1 Trial: Spend Little, Earn Much]
Earn points through various actions and quests over one month. Higher points = higher score. Top 30% enters rankings.
"Pretty damn useful."
Floor 1 trial's your standard grind, but previewing future floors? Huge advantage as you climb.
Next, inventory.
Thought to open it, and a 1m x 1m x 1m cube appeared in mid-air. About 0.5 pyeong in space terms.
Sudden appearance, but passersby ignored it—looks like invisible to others.
"Sucks as living space, but decent storage. Tower Floor 1's point-based survival? Prep wins big."
I headed to a nearby convenience store. Grabbed everything: retort pouches, cup ramen, triangle kimbap. Cola, soda for liquids, etc. Basket stuffed full for solo month-long living.
Threw in essentials I wouldn't use but take little space and suck without: condoms, pads, birth control.
"Thank you. Total comes to 825,200 won."
I pulled out my card.
Beep. Insufficient balance.
"What?"
Then a thought hit: Maybe in this unawakened world, I'm broke as fuck.
"Sir?"
"One sec, please."
I locked the store door, flipped the sign to "away," grabbed a cutter knife from stationery.
The girl part-timer tilted her head with wide eyes, watching.
Living in a nice world, hasn't tasted society's bitterness yet.
"Sir?"
Her face more uneasy now.
"Ah, no biggie. Warm this up for me."
I handed her a condom.
"Huh? This is a condom?"
"Yep. So warm it with your pussy."
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Slurp! Slurrrp! Chuuuuurp!"
Stashed all basket items in inventory, filled rest with cigs.
Inventory and warp? Perfect combo. At first, wondered how to fit it all.
But when part-timer said, "T-take it all! Just don't touch me!" warp suddenly worked on items.
Hinted ownership key for warp use.
Of course, no matter how key...
Can't top the tongue work from this diligently slurping part-timer.
"Whoa, virgins win on tightness, but experience crushes on technique."
Even as her plump lips engulfed me, she didn't resist—just hollowed her cheeks, tongue working overtime to satisfy.