Chapter 55
Chapter 55
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 55
Chapter Title: The D-Cup Who's Obsessed With Me (7)
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I refreshed out of curiosity to see what comments would roll in, but it was already gone—deleted post notification.
A photo where everything was covered up, and they still took it down?
Looks like plenty of people thought the same, because the board was blowing up with talk about Luina's pic.
What a shitshow. Still, anyone who wanted to see it probably did by now.
Feeling a lot lighter, I shut down the computer and headed out for a smoke.
"Sss..."
My worries were sorted... but I had no plans to head back just yet.
For starters, I didn't have the points to buy a Pause Token, and it had been way too long since I'd seen Sophia's face to jump back into the Royal Road Hero Tale.
"At this rate, I'll forget what she even looks like."
What started as a 'Heroine NTR' side gig for farming points had ballooned bigger than the main event.
I'd spent more time in the Romance Fantasy world than in my second life as the Royal Road Hero.
Sure, I'd decided to make Romance Fantasy my third life now too... but the longer I stayed away, the more I missed Sophia. That much was true.
I wanted to get back to the Royal Road Hero Tale ASAP.
If I'd only snapped some photos or videos of Sophia, I wouldn't be this homesick for her.
Next time I head there, I'm taking a ton.
"Hoo..."
Oh, right—that reminds me.
They say you can live off your gums without teeth.
Time to bust one out to Sophia's mom's video.
Did I crash early? Or was it the fap session?
I'd been wiped out, but when I opened my eyes, it was dawn.
Too awake to force more sleep, I slipped on some slippers and headed to the rooftop.
I lit a cigarette and scanned around. Rustling came from under the busted streetlight.
Then a meow—stray cat, gotta be.
I yelled "Scram!" for kicks and chuckled to myself as I called up my status window.
A translucent panel lit up the pitch-black darkness.
"Still feels like such a waste, no matter how I slice it."
Five whole years in the Romance Fantasy world.
But my stats hadn't budged an inch.
It wasn't a world without monsters, but I never got the chance to hunt.
All I did was heal, heal, heal.
Sure, there were sex, sex, sex sessions sprinkled in, but still.
If some evil organization had popped up now and then to throw trials my way, I could've cleared events and grown.
Unfortunately, I was a side character far from the protagonist—no such luck.
The upside? I racked up a ton of skill grinding.
From the original Sexual Stimulation to the final Observation—real, meaningful progress.
Sexual Stimulation and Favorability Manipulation got new tricks: convert pain to pleasure, and flip hostility to favorability.
Cheat keys through and through... befitting top-tier skills.
Cooking hit Michelin chef levels, and my heals and purifies outclassed even Sophia now.
Had to be beyond a B-rank healer in the real world at this point.
Observation needed mana per use, so it didn't grow as much, but now it reveals targets' secrets.
Fitting for an eye-based skill—plenty broken, but the bigger the level gap, the weaker it works.
Didn't faze Cecilia, Luina, or Aria.
Wait, Aria Melts was an Aria too, huh.
Two skills that stayed low-level in Romance Fantasy: Aria Goddess's Power and Aria Goddess's Shield.
Same name roots? Probably coincidence.
No combat situations anyway, so no chances to level them.
They're still my only laggards.
"Even so, C-rank's gotta be doable now..."
Observation spots attack paths and weak points; beefed-up heals mean no fear of taking hits.
Purify grants near-immunity to debuffs; mix in buffs or eye buffs... I'd smoke D-rank hunters easy.
"All that's left is time."
To hit C-rank, I need the required D-rank dungeon clears.
Thirty, right? Around there unlocks the promotion exam.
It's one-on-one with an instructor and a dungeon sim, from what I hear. Piece of cake.
Get comfy with my dungeon-honed skills, and I'll pass no sweat.
Just gotta grind those clears.
"Starting D-rank dungeons today."
Two goals on deck right now.
One: Hit C-rank hunter.
Two: Farm 'Heroine NTR' points.
Ultimate reason? Make my Royal Road Hero Tale stint smoother and more fun.
Turns out relying on the Hero alone's too dicey in that world.
C-rank unlocks the hunter-only shop.
The one I hit before was newbie-friendly—even F-ranks could shop, but crap items only.
Hunter shop's got damn near everything for dungeon runs.
Planning to stock up on bombs.
Got a taste firsthand—bombs are the shit.
In reality, bombs suck compared to skills: weak firepower, tricky to handle.
Imagine a bomb in your pocket and a monster clips you? Boom—dead on the spot.
But variety's their strength—tailor to terrain, like firebombs in woods or water bombs in fire zones.
I can sidestep the big flaw with Inventory.
Low power here means jack in Hero Tale—plenty punchy there.
Goblin junk bombs were nasty; imagine modern chem masterpieces? Chest-thumping just thinking about it.
Bombs'll be my ace up the sleeve, no doubt.
To make it happen, need 'Heroine NTR' points.
Inventory's at 3 slots now; minus smartphone, just two left.
Not enough for bomb spam.
Aim for C-rank just to toss two bombs? Waste.
Pause Token every bomb? Double waste.
Need more slots.
Flashbangs, frags, elementals—at least 10.
Minimum 30K points.
So grind C-rank and clear Heroine NTR farm before Hero Tale.
Man, prepping to see Sophia takes work.
But thinking it's for her fires me up.
Just hold out a bit longer.
-Ding...
-Knock knock, knock knock
What the hell's that? Someone hunting me down at dawn?
Wrapped up my broke-ass brooding, came home, scarfed toast—and now the front door's getting pounded.
Intercom's busted, wheezing its death rattle too.
No delivery ordered—who the fuck?
Irritated, I stomped to the door. Woman's voice from outside.
"Uncle! It's Hyun-ah! Open up!"
The hell's she doing here?
How'd she even get my address...?
Chills ran down my spine.