Chapter 465
Chapter 465
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 465
Chapter Title: Doctor Gam Deok-bae (1)
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I'd hit S-rank right on schedule, so I immediately checked my settlement. One million points from the challenge, plus the 'Bargaining' skill. I was pretty bummed I couldn't snag any virgins...
But hey, beggars can't be choosers. One look at those points, and the regret vanished in a flash.
Taking Cecilia into worlds like Wijihye's or Sophia's ran about five million points. A couple more runs like this, and I'd be set for an otherworld date with Cecilia. Which meant tackling Demon King subjugations or martial world conquests...
Heh, sounds fun, right?
Even if it wasn't that, the real perk was going wild without a care. In reality, Cecilia had to keep her power under wraps—no, she was way too flashy about it already, but still. I plotted my next NTR scheme while dreaming of the day we could cut loose.
'Full Assimilation' twisted my looks and stats to match the character, while 'Skill Limit' let me use just one skill. Tough challenges both, but four million points combined? Worth a shot. This run alone covered eighty percent of what I needed.
Plus, with the new 'Bargaining' skill, I could snag items on the cheap...
Perfect. I picked those two challenges and dialed in the details.
[Genre: 'Romance Fantasy'] [You are 'Doctor – Dirk Ruin'] [Mission: NTR the Heroine.] [Tip: Build recognition as a doctor for at least 1 year.]
(A-Rank or higher required for challenge completion.)
For the challenges, I went with 'Observation'. Sexual Stimulation or Gaslighting were solid, but for one skill only, Observation's versatility won out. Spent points on the 'Mysterious Medical Dictionary' too—three hundred thousand points, pricey, but the expert knowledge seemed worth it.
Whew... Suck it up for a year starting today, and the fun begins.
I became Dirk Ruin, the romance-fantasy doctor, eagerly awaiting that day.
Personally, women's romance novels aren't my thing.
Something about them feels... so damn illogical. I'd love some proper karma for the villains, but nope—they thrive. And get popular too. Handsome villains worshipped just for their looks... technically sub-male-leads, but whatever. It grated on me hard.
A jerk who's generous only to his girl? What's the appeal?
Psychos tormenting folks over petty moods deserve punishment, yet one caring gesture for the flu-stricken heroine, and suddenly he's 'sweet'... Bleh, I'd get hooked reading, but those reactions made me nauseous.
-Crash!
"You Dirk Ruin?"
This wasn't me picking a fight with one of those bastards.
"......Who might you be."
"Huh? Answer the damn question. You Dirk Ruin or not?"
-Thwack!
A blond noble with a ridiculously handsome face.
That jerk with 'Sub-Male Lead' floating over his head was peak romance-fantasy archetype. Rough, rude exterior hiding a soft heart—like a wolf. Definitely into the heroine... yet weirdly ships with the main guy in fanworks.
Sirius Reinhard.
I clutched my gut and crumpled after his punch.
"Yeah... urk... that's me, Dirk Ruin."
"Heard you're the hottest doctor in the capital lately."
"N-not the hottest..."
-Bam!
"Anyway, you're that famous doc!"
"......Yes."
Was that why I needed a year to build fame?
Dragged out of nowhere to some massive mansion for this humiliation.
Meeting a lead character was a silver lining, but... what the hell's his deal, fists before words? 'Full Assimilation' made me a plain mortal, so each hit burned like fire. Tears welled up.
Female readers would swoon over this scene, though. 'So cool...'
Feeling wronged, I rubbed my aching belly.
"Hm... You just look like a quack."
"......"
"Whatever, we'll see soon enough."
"What exactly is this about?"
"Huh? Got a patient, so I called a doctor. Obvious, right?"
Fuck, you punch the doctor?
After a brief internal tussle, I snapped out of it.
Mad as hell, but I had to play it low for now. Standing tall might get me killed, and as a mature adult, endure when needed. Best revenge? NTR. Plus, with 'Siwoo' in his name, he was sub-lead material—right up my alley for payback.
"My little sister's really sick."
"......I see."
"But all the big-name docs are idiots—no one knows her condition."
"Hmm..."
"That's why I fetched you."
Ah, got it.
Sirius confessed about his sister with a distant look. Rude bastard, but doting brother... siscon, huh? Grasping the setup, I targeted his sister for NTR revenge. Romance fantasy meant stealing the heroine, sure... but nothing said only one.
I'd make him pay, no doubt.
"May I see the patient, then?"
"Follow me."
-Knock knock knock
"Iris, coming in."
"Yes, big brother."
Sirius knocked on an ornate door down a lavish hall. She answered, and it swung open. Servants, naturally—two classic maids and one frail-looking lady. That's the sister. Iris, they called her. Seeing the girl, my jaw dropped unwittingly.
Dazzling golden hair, porcelain skin that stole your breath. Shy, adorable eyes and plush red lips. Perched on the bed welcoming me... the epitome of a 'noble lady.'
"The hotshot doc lately. Rumors might be BS... but sigh, better than those greedy old geezers. Hey, introduce yourself. My sister Iris."
"......Pleased to meet you, Lady Iris."
"Oh... likewise. Um... your name?"
"Dirk Ruin. Or just Quack works."
"Big brother! What kind of talk is that?!"
"He'll probably say he doesn't know anyway."
"That's not..."
Aha, dragged me here as a Hail Mary, but no faith—hence the tantrum. Now I saw it: basically venting rage from those famous docs on me. Easy target. Total scumbag. Absolute asshole?
NTR resolve doubled.
"Ahem... Let's begin the exam. Tell me your symptoms."
"Okay."
"Wait."
"Yes?"
"Hey, if you're legit, figure it out yourself."
"Big brother?"
"Prescribing off symptoms alone? I could do that!"
This guy's got more grudges than I thought. Absurd, but I stayed cool. Took a steady breath, then asked Iris to extend her hand—not for holding, but to diagnose his way.
"Huh? You nuts?"
The siscon blew up, but I had a counter: 'pulse reading.' Prepped for such moments. Alien to this world, but perfect for skinship. Year's groundwork paid off today.
"Master, it's true. Dirk Ruin's famed for learning special Eastern medicine."
"......Really?"
"Big brother, I'm fine with it."
"Iris..."
"Here."
Great. Time for light NTR.
Right in front of Sirius, I savored Iris's hand. One gripped like a shake, the other wrapped her wrist. Not traditional, but... whatever. 'Eastern style' covered it. Used the exam as excuse to enjoy her delicate skin.
"Ugh..."
"Hey, you doing this right?"
"Your heart... isn't well."
"Heart?"
"You tire after minimal walking. No stamina from lack of activity, fatigue from slight exertion. Sadly, all physical functions are diminished. Even full sleep won't recover your energy."
"Wow, spot on!"
"No... that's obvious. Just guessing from how frail she looks."
"And... periodic false recoveries. But that day, you'll faint, lose strength, bedridden for days. Limbs too weak for meals alone."
"Ah... oh!"
"What... this guy's no quack?"
"Hmm... rare symptoms indeed... Never thought I'd see it."
"Hey! You... you know the disease?!"
"'Arbor Somnium.' The Tree's Dream disease."
"For real?!"
"Ah... aaa..."
Sirius bolted up in shock; Iris teared up silently. Damn, three hundred thousand points well spent. Feared it was some obscure illness, but there it was in the dictionary. And good call on 'Observation.' Pulse was bullshit anyway.
Her hand was just soft and squishy. Felt amazing.