Chapter 101
Chapter 101
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 101
Chapter Title: How to Steal the Protagonist's Woman
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In the center was a heart, with wings spread out on both sides.
No matter who looked at it, it was a Womb tattoo.
Just a few runes were mixed in, and the overall design was pretty plain.
It was the kind of Yin Mark that looked as though it had been drawn with a thin pen just to maintain the basic form.
As I fluttered the paper around to inspect it, a chat message popped up.
'Ah... forgot about that guy.'
I'd been so focused on the magic circle that suddenly popped into my head that I'd completely forgotten he was watching.
'This is bad. What if he goes to another channel and spills the beans?'
'Why?'
It explained that getting caught leaking info to other channels didn't just get you chat-banned—it locked you out of all channels for 100 years.
[For reference, this information was provided by the entity currently typing in the chat before the
regression.]
'Oh ho...'
Pervert or not, he did say he knew a ton of info, and it looked like that was true.
I gave Dicklet Guardian a rough explanation.
I told him there was no magic in my original world, but I'd coincidentally crossed into another and learned it there.
Thankfully, having seen all sorts of people, he didn't make a big deal of it.
I muttered while staring at the paper.
"But man... even combined like this, I have no idea what it does."
"Oh...!"
With this guy around, I might not even need to summon that damn fairy for random crap.
Dicklet Guardian chatted with hopeful expectations.
"No..."
I smirked, held the paper, and thought appraise in my head.
Instantly, a description of the magic circle appeared before me.
*Mana Drain Subordination Mark (Stage 1)* Engrave the magic circle on a target and complete sexual
intercourse to permanently bind them at Stage 1. (Forced acts are invalid.) Stage 1 Subordination: Allows
basic skinship freely. They'll comply well with requests that don't harm survival or reputation.
Whoa...
'So the other person has to be open-minded and I absolutely have to have sex at least once...'
Armonia was right.
If I could engrave it even once, it'd have a permanent effect.
Probably because I'd combined it with the Mana Drain circle.
Dicklet Guardian saw the description and freaked out in chat.
"Heh heh, I'm pretty popular, you know."
I grinned at his unease and tried combining other magic circles.
..
..
"Whew... exhausting."
I experimented with combining various magic circles and skills.
And among them, I managed to create the most important ones: Sleep and Wet Dream.
Combining those two skills with magic circles yielded solid results.
*Wet Dream Magic Circle* Invade the target's dreams for a desired duration. Control the target's
dreamscape. Mana cost increases with duration. The higher the target's mental strength, the more mana is required
for manipulation.
*Sleep Magic Circle* Allows the user to cast sleep upon the target. Mana consumption stacks increasingly
based on the duration. If the target's magic resistance is high, the failure rate and mana consumption increase.
<Since this is regarded as a status effect, be careful! Using this on a Summoner will immediately turn them
into an Orange Summoner!>
Pretty much what I'd hoped for.
But one odd thing caught my eye.
"Orange summoner?"
I made a puzzled face, and Dicklet Guardian explained right away.
He explained that an Orange Summoner is essentially a title given when one applies a status effect or a direct attack to another Summoner.
An Orange Summoner isn't a true PKer yet, but can be seen as a user who has received a warning.
Stay quiet for a bit, and it resets.
Attack an orange summoner, and you turn orange too.
And if they continue to use attacks and skills in that state, they immediately become a Red Summoner.
Once you become a Red Summoner, there's no mercy.
A PKer forever branded with the label of having killed people.
He explained that normal Summoners face no sanctions for killing a Red Summoner.
There is a way back to normal, but it's a pain...
"Wow, I definitely can't let that happen, even by mistake. Thanks for letting me know!"
"Now, I'm tired, so I'll see you tomorrow!"
I chuckled at his final message and lay down.
It was absurd at first, but he seemed like a decent guy in his own way.
I smiled, reflecting on today's haul.
'Wow... the magic circles were an unexpected harvest. Well, there's still no answer regarding the regression, but...'
[That alone is impressive. Su-ho-nim has a great understanding of the system, so I believe you will find a
solution soon.]
'Starting tomorrow, let's hunt for real answers.'
I had watched the videos repeatedly, but I still hadn't gotten a feel for the regression.
I pulled out the stored blessing paper from my inventory, stared at it a while, then drifted off deep.
..
..
"Wow, Yeo-reum-ssi, how do you get such great items?"
"Right? We'd be screwed without you!"
"Haha, I'm just lucky."
Surrounded by three women, Han Yeoreum chuckled politely and turned to them.
"And that's how my luck led me to all of you."
"Oh my!!"
"He's so sweet..."
Their eyes turned to hearts, like they were hypnotized.
If I had said those words, heart-shaped wrinkles would have formed between their brows and they would have been hypnotized into distancing themselves from me.
Regardless of whether I lacked confidence in my looks, I simply knew that when an ordinary man says things like that, it creates a reverse effect.
But the key here was Han Yeoreum's luck.
'No, seriously, an item drops every time he kills a single mob...'
We hadn't discussed it this loop, but in loop 1, Han Yeoreum bragged about himself.
He'd been a gaming shut-in his whole life.
However, he claimed he never touched games that required mindless grinding.
What mattered to him was luck.
Han Yeoreum had ironclad faith in his own fortune.
Especially as an adult addicted to mobile games and had even sparked controversy due to his insane gacha pulls.
He even dipped into a notoriously paywall-heavy game requiring billions.
Even he, who was obsessed with luck, had failed repeatedly at final enhancements.
Trusting his luck, Han Yeo-reum sparked a probability manipulation controversy with the bullshit claim, 'There's no way enhancement wouldn't work with my luck!'
It turned out the probability was actually zero, and the company went bankrupt.
Han Yeo-reum, born with such supreme luck, this bastard...
'How does a guy born with that body pull such moronic moves?'
The three women hacked away at slimes up front while he played house alone.
More shocking: this was loop 6.
'Weird... Didn't he pump points into stats?'
He must have chosen a Class, and skills would have been granted accordingly.
He definitely should have been able to raise his skill levels with points....
But Armonia cleared it up.
[His Class is Novice.] '...? Novice? The Novice as in a beginner?' [Correct. However, I do not know exactly
what skills he possesses.]
Why novice though?
Was his recommended job actually Novice?
As I gazed at Han Yeoreum with curiosity, Min Ha-yeon spoke bluntly from the side.
"Be careful. If you stay too far forward, it'll be hard to react when things get dangerous."
"Ah, yes. Sorry."
Hearing my apology, Min Ha-yeon drew her bowstring again, providing cover for the party.
A white blouse and long jeans; her long, straight brown hair and the beautiful ears peeking through were particularly striking.
If her ears were just a bit longer, she was beautiful enough for everyone to believe she was an elf.
I glanced at Min Hayeon, admiring her figure, then snapped back forward lest I get caught.
And then, Han Yeo-reum, who was glaring at me, entered my field of vision.
It wasn't just an angry look. It was a look that saw me as filth.
'Fuck yeah, that lights a fire under me. Gotta use his regression somehow and rail Min Hayeon over and over.'
Han Yeoreum didn't glare like that from loop 1.
At first, it was more of a feeling of 'this is a nuisance, but I have no choice...'
But looking at the videos, it seemed that emotions toward me accumulated as the cycles repeated.
'Ah.... That makes sense. Regression must really suck in times like this.'
With his personality, even me chatting lightly with Min Hayeon would piss him off.
And for a guy like that, having someone stick to his woman for over a week must be infuriating.
Still, the points consumed daily were more than I thought to simply abandon the Alchemist.
All of Han Yeo-reum's party members, except for me, were staying at the 'Zephyrum Hotel.'
1500 points per night..
They couldn't ditch the luxury, so they dragged me along to save time and cash.
However, as a supporter, I naturally had to be next to the long-range dealer, Min Ha-yeon.
Because Min Ha-yeon protected me, and I had to block any monsters rushing toward her, even if I had to use my own body.
Han Yeo-reum hated that Min Ha-yeon was close to me, but he continued to endure it for her safety.
'Ah! If it weren't for that damn regression, I would have chewed him out...'
"Hahaha..."
Suddenly, from the front line, Han Yeo-reum screamed as he took a blunt hit from a slime.
"Argh! T-the Slime's got my arm!"
"C-Careful, Summer!"
Why was loop-veteran Han Yeoreum this braindead? Answer: one.
Blessing regression guzzled so much Enel, no room for else.
Elsewise, no way he'd pull that idiocy.
'And skipping summons a year? Enel shortage for blessing regression?'
Holy Order juggles protagonists worldwide.
Even splashing Enel, they'd have limits.
Armonia figured that Enel sum wouldn't get rubber-stamped lightly.
Approved and summoned, he lucked into summoning with me.
In a way, super lucky.
Blind regression sans foe or reason? Total dead end.
As some time passed and the sun began to set, Han Yeo-reum shouted.
"Alright! That's it for today!"
With those words, everyone lowered their weapons and prepared to head back to Zephyrum Village.
the loner I was, I followed a few steps behind the group.
My concept here: cool guy.
Because the first-cycle Seong Su-ho bastard pretended to be cool like an Alchemist, I had to act like a pseudo-cool loner too.
'Damn you, first-Loop Seong Su-ho......'
Even if my personality changed later, for the beginning, I had to be a man of few words and not initiate conversation.
Hit Zephyrium Village; hologram tallied settlement.
The points earned from killing mobs today were around 14,000.
'More than yesterday.'
[For now, as Han Yeo-reum finds better routes with each regression, the accumulated points are increasing. However, it
will not be easy to earn more than this.]
Considering it was a beginner area, Armonia believed it would be difficult to earn more than 15,000 points.
It was a system where the party leader pressed equal distribution and the points were divided automatically.
However, the party leader, Han Yeo-reum, looked at me with a dissatisfied gaze and suddenly spoke.
"No matter how I slice it, this is unfair."
"...?"
Everyone puzzled at Han Yeoreum.
Han Yeo-reum began to lose his temper with me, a frown forming between his brows
"I mean, seriously. All you do is make potions, so don't you think dividing it exactly six ways is rude to the people here?"
"..."
'Whoa, he said that without hesitation?'
In other words, it was a feeling of 'this much is okay, maybe I can squeeze more next time.' And she said this was the first cycle where he openly declared he would give me fewer points.
With an expression devoid of a single smile, I spoke briefly.”.
"Fine by me."
"Hmph.... 2,500 for the people here, and 1,500 for you. That fits perfectly."
"Hey! Han Yeo-reum!"
Suddenly, Min Ha-yeon, who was beside him, shouted with an angry expression
"What's your deal? Without him, we wouldn't earn like this."
"...Why are you taking his side?"
"No!! Why are you trying to change the subject to that again...!"
With a look of disgust, the fight began anew.
While they bickered, I stepped in to mediate.
"I'm fine. Drop it."
"But..."
"I'm staying at a cheap place anyway, so that amount is sufficient. And his point is valid."
I spoke calmly, while grumbling internally.
'Damn, I need to go watch the videos quickly...'
While I was grateful to Min Ha-yeon, finding a way to deal with the regression was my top priority
Time was gold.
Han Yeoreum snarked.
"See? He's cool with it."
"..."
Min Ha-yeon took her points with a scowl and stormed.
Han Yeo-reum followed her, and the remaining trio of beauties followed behind him
'I wonder what their relationship was in the original world.'
Setting aside lovers, it was some kind of incomprehensible relationship.
Acting flighty is fine for a day or two, but no matter how handsome one is, if they keep doing that, it's normal to lose interest and break up
But since I was currently in a position where it was difficult to have private conversations with the two of them, I couldn't find out any information
'Yeah, points tie to survival. Guilt hit for crossing that.'
Plus, points came not just from settlements—sell mob drops too.
Depending on the situation, items dropped by members who directly participated in combat automatically entered their inventories..
And I, who did not fight, had a completely empty inventory.
Dogshit system.
'And they'll probably sell the items they collected and convert them to points, right? What trash.'
'Definitely.'
There is a paper-thin difference between being cool and being a pushover.
If I cross the line of 'moderation,' Min Ha-yeon might see me not as a cool guy, but as a pathetic loser.
'For now, let's worry about this cycle rather than Min Ha-yeon's evaluation. That bastard Han Yeo-reum won't die before the boss fight, right?'
Unless he's a complete dumbass....
As I headed toward the Zephyrum inn, a chat message popped up.
"Seriously, is he so desperate that he's developed a grudge because he can't jerk off....
Or maybe he died while stroking in the middle of a war...."
"And I have a mission right now, so I should solve that first."
"Of course. By the way, what do you think of Min Ha-yeon?"
"Puhahaha! 'Pious life',you have a funny way of putting things."
"Puhahahahaha!"
I burst out laughing at the phrase 'Pious life,' but the choice of words was brilliant.
Ironclad pussy.
That phrase lodged in my brain; I lost it laughing manic-style entering the inn.