Chapter 19
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 19
Chapter Title: 18. Lee Yoo-jeong
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While I was grumbling enviously about Choi Si-woo having that Divine Sword exclusive to men—something I could never possess—the class rep tilted her head.
"What?"
"Nah, nothing. I think I'll check out that one club."
"Uh. O-okay?"
Personal interest aside, that damn Choi Si-woo seemed to have left this one untouched, so I planned to force my way in no matter what.
In the original story, it was Reina, Han Su-ji, Park Ji-su, Lee Yoo-jeong, and Choi Si-woo who joined, but Park Ji-su only signed up after being persuaded by Choi Si-woo. This time, I intended to claim that spot.
That would naturally include Reina and Han Su-ji, plus Choi Si-woo and me—perfectly five members.
"But where are those three?"
"Ah, those three said they'd be gone for a bit?"
"?"
A 3P? Damn Choi Si-woo. So it really was a 3P in the end. Ah, this feels like I've been NTR'd somehow.
Did those girls, who had only just awakened to the wonders of yuri a little while ago, end up submitting to Choi Si-woo's Divine Sword after all?
This is why there are limits between women.
Whatever, did it matter? They were heroines anyway, right?
I was the disqualified heroine, so it meant nothing to me. I had no intention of indulging in the hobby of getting skewered by a man.
"For now, let's just register their names."
"I-Is that okay?"
"I mean, they listen to me like putty."
Choi Si-woo wandered around shamelessly all the time, but he listened to me well. Mostly just venting about his hardships, though.
Reina had those pointless tsundere tendencies, but she'd still heed my words.
Han Su-ji... well, if Choi Si-woo had already conquered both women, convincing him would bring them along as a set.
"Perfect timing."
"Huh?"
"Anyway, class rep. Thanks. See you later."
I should head to the club room while it was on my mind. With those three gone, now was the perfect time to build rapport with Lee Yoo-jeong.
The Internet Broadcasting Club room was at the very end of the second floor.
The moment I stepped in, a space so cozy and comfortable welcomed me that I couldn't tell if it was a proper club room or some kind of gaming cafe.
And right in the center, a blue-haired woman playing console games under a thin blanket that barely covered her.
Lee Yoo-jeong.
The heroine who vied for the top two spots in mammaries across the prequel and both entries of Divine Sword Unrivaled.
Or at least, that's what the author's own illustrations claimed.
She always had those sleepy eyes and carried Pocky sticks everywhere—a total Pocky addict.
With a model-like height and figure, and utterly carefree to boot, she was lounging in the club room in nothing but dolphin pants and a plain white short-sleeved tee.
Heuong. Eye-catching.
No, now she was Heuong-unnie.
Instead of bulging below, her chest swelled majestically.
"Huh? Who're you?"
"First-year cadet from Class 1-A, Yoo Eun-ha."
"I'm Lee Yoo-jeong, second-year. You here to join the club?"
"Yes."
Of course. The chance to enjoy those massive mammaries all to myself right now? Highly satisfying.
Wonder if I could savor them before Choi Si-woo conquered her later.
"Hmm. You're a weird one. This club's already kaput."
"But senpai's here."
"I'm just draining the budget dry. Well, there's still time before they officially disband it, so wanna slack off here? We've got snacks, ramen, ice cream too."
Unlike a lot of second- and third-years who pulled the 'elder' act or looked down on new cadets for lacking hunter resolve, she wasn't like that at all.
"Sure, why not?"
"But you."
Lee Yoo-jeong scanned me up and down.
"Huh?"
"Whoa, you've got something bold tattooed on you or whatever. What's that under your belly? Heart? Nah."
Ah, right—she had [Electronic Warfare] and [X-ray Vision].
Electronic Warfare might seem underwhelming against monsters, but later on, she wrecked the info networks of the Black God Cult and other villain groups, playing a huge role in subjugating villains who had been defeated in the prequel only to revive.
X-ray Vision let her spot villain marks, pinpoint villains or monsters infiltrating buildings—an indispensable heroine.
And now, she'd casually checked out my body.
"Uh, perv. Got X-ray vision or something?"
"Says the one with it. Villain mark maybe?"
"What if I was a real villain?"
I wasn't above considering villainy just to survive.
"Dunno. If the Divine Sword Yoo Jin-seok's little sister turned out to be a villain? Kinda fun. Suits succubi, anyway."
"Looks can be deceiving—I'm still a virgin."
"Hmm. Too annoying to think about. Gonna lie down."
As she flopped down saying that, I stared right through at her chest.
This was the beauty of women. No need to mind the gaze; I could ogle her boobs naturally.
My mind was still a guy's, after all. Of course my eyes gravitated to breasts.
Wasn't that an H-cup? Huge, regardless.
"Ah. You're a lesbian, right?"
Lee Yoo-jeong subtly shielded her chest. Those half-lidded eyes seemed to pin me as a total perv, and it stung.
Damn, should've nuked that anonymous board.
"Won't deny it, but straight-up perving me out like that? Even I'd feel a bit off."
"You were all lovey-dovey in the cadet cafeteria with Reina, the top beauty of your grade."
That was Reina pouncing on me.
Not that I hadn't enjoyed it.
"But anyway. Does the club kick off with five members?"
"They'd force it, yeah? Members but no activity tanks your scores—not just risking disbandment, but guilds hate it too."
Club performance at the academy counted toward guild entry credentials.
Ideally, you'd get scouted at midterms, finals, or tournaments first, though.
Didn't expect her to be thinking about guilds.
She was a diamond spoon, despite appearances.
Daughter of the Cheonsan Group chairman, who dealt in magitech gear. In the original, protagonist Choi Si-woo got his funding sorted through Cheonsan.
Items, holy relics, that sort of thing.
"You planning to join a guild, senpai?"
"Nah, just saying. I'd do it for the others—they'd want the activity credits."
Reina and Han Su-ji would definitely be interested.
Outside Black God Cult ops, the Internet Broadcasting Club delved into dungeons, making it prime guild-bait alongside swordsmanship, spearmanship, and magic clubs.
"When was the last activity?"
"Last year, I think?"
"Hm. If we hit five members, any chance you'd join the activities, senpai?"
That could reel her in too.
That moron Choi Si-woo couldn't even handle this properly, so I'd have to lend a hand. What choice did I have?
He definitely wasn't regressed. No way he'd completely ignore a key character like this.
"Don't wanna catch flak, so sure. What's with the creepy grin?"
"We'll have five soon."
"Huh?"
And soon enough, they showed up.
This story's protagonist Divine Sword wielder, Choi Si-woo.
The story's No. 1 heroine, fake-elf Reina.
The story's No. 2 heroine, Flame Spear wench Han Su-ji.
And... this story's disqualified heroine, Yoo Eun-ha.
That made four who joined.
"No, I said don't come to the academy."
"Hey. I can protect myself, you know? Who are you to boss me around?"
If the Black God Cult was targeting me, academy or not didn't matter.
The issue was how the event would play out.
The Black God Cult raid was inevitable. The question was how long Choi Si-woo could hold out.
"Not that—you could get targeted by the Black God Cult."
"Let 'em come. I'll nab 'em all. Hell, even without Choi Si-woo, I'm stronger than you two. What's the big deal?"
"We wanna protect you too, y'know?"
How the hell did things end up like this?
I'd somehow become like a mascot they had to safeguard.
If it was SM play, I was the S. If offense and defense, I was the attacker. Yet here I was, the one needing protection?
Why the hell should I be protected? Because I'm the disqualified heroine?
"Blah blah blah."
Choi Si-woo, who'd turned into Yoo Jin-seok No. 2, was nagging away like he wasn't my mom or anything, seriously pissing me off.
I was handing him heroines who'd spread their legs wide for him on a platter, and this was how he repaid the favor?
"Hey, Choi Si-woo. You're being loud. Quiet down, would ya? Pretty face, but you sound like some auntie."
"Sorry, senpai."
Eh? What was this weirdness?
Originally, Lee Yoo-jeong had been favorable toward Choi Si-woo from the jump.
She spent 90% of her academy time slacking in the club room, but she fell hard after seeing the video of him boldly crushing Kim Seung-jun.
To be precise, unlike her wasting away her days idly, Choi Si-woo's drive to grow without arrogance, wielding the Divine Sword—that was pure radiance.
She took a liking to that, and when he showed up to join the club, she opened up to him.
Maybe she'd liked him from that moment.
Though they didn't show it openly until the Black God Cult fight.
That was how it was supposed to go... Wait, that bastard didn't catch Kim Seung-jun, did he?
I did.
We're screwed. I'd completely forgotten that Choi Si-woo earned her favor through that incident.
Since he hadn't done it, her flag for him was shattered.
Hell, she was treating him like some chatty neighborhood auntie.
So, what about her feelings toward me?
I had to get close. We needed Cheonsan Group's help, after all.
"Hmm. I hate crowds like this. And a Divine Sword wielder to boot. You close to him?"
"Nah? Just headcount filler."
"Good. Shady guys like that are no good. Even if you're a lesbian, bolt and nut still fit together, y'know."
Damn.
Choi Si-woo grinned awkwardly, scratching his head.
That moronic bastard. What the hell was he thinking?
I just couldn't figure him out. He was dirt poor right now—filthy broke. Without Cheonsan, buying items or pushing forward would hit massive roadblocks.
Idiot Choi Si-woo.
"Sigh. Truth is, I wanted to slack here till disbandment with just you, cutie."
What, like the apocalypse? Huh?
"Wait, you just called me a lesbian and told me not to stare at your boobs. You like me?"
"Even if I did, anyone'd call you a perv for ogling them so greedily."
Where the hell had things gone sideways?
"Wait, I'm supposed to join the spearmanship club."
"I'm going for archery."
"No worries. Academy lets you join two clubs if your schedule fits."
So Reina and Han Su-ji had both gone for clubs that suited them.
"Anyway, it's the Internet Broadcasting Club. Got a status checker or something?"
"My unique ability lets me see that stuff. Use it to judge dungeon fitness and pick appropriate levels. Though with this lineup, no need to calculate."
Her Electronic Warfare was unique—it could peek at status windows. Some readers theorized that after awakening, she could apply it to human minds too.
Of course, it only showed basics like name, age, unique ability, skills. Sometimes couldn't read emotions depending on the target.
Never figured Choi Si-woo would bring it up first.
Lee Yoo-jeong eyed each of us one by one, jotting down the status windows exactly as she saw them onto paper.
Divine Sword Choi Si-woo, Spirit Arrows Reina, Flame Spear Han Su-ji. All peeled back layer by layer like onions by her.
Just as I remembered them.
Should I reveal mine?
Choi Si-woo probably wanted to know too.
In my past life, I died early, and even if I'd joined the club before dying, Yoo Eun-ha never did.
Not that surprising—my ability deviated too far from standard <Acceleration>.
Truth be told, I wanted to know myself. No status window meant I was just going off memory. Without one, I couldn't be precise.
They were the protagonist and heroines, so no harm sharing.
"Huh? Yoo Eun-ha. What are you?"
"Huh?"
She tilted her head, then showed me the status window she'd drawn for me.
"Who are you?"