The Annoying Attention

Het is an Outsider who has only been in Elynar for a year. After meeting his assigned god and being transferred to this world along with his peers, he became obsessed with the fantasy world he had only ever enjoyed through his imagination.

He loved his special powers—the Special Perks—and his body, which boasted strength absolutely impossible for a human, including grip and jumping power that far exceeded the norm. But what he loved most of all was his companion. Or rather, the girl who had gone from being a "maybe" to his official lover.

Haina.

She was an irreplaceable, precious companion and a truly beautiful girl. This world had a high ratio of beauties, and Haina was, naturally, one of them. Het had been smitten with her from the moment they met, but he had selfishly given up, assuming a man like him couldn't possibly win her heart. Then, two months ago, Haina had confessed to him.

They had only been official for two months, but nothing had changed; she had been his lover in every way that mattered long before that. Het was excited at the thought of proposing to her. She was a perfect woman, kind not just in appearance but in heart. Just a month ago, when he was hovering near death after being poisoned by a strange toxin, she had called for help and saved his life. In fact, it wasn't the first time he’d owed his life to Haina. It was also thanks to her support that he had caught the eye of a Ranker and was on the verge of joining a clan. He was already living without financial worries, but joining a clan would secure his future. So, he decided he would propose to make Haina truly happy.

And then, their first night...!

'No, no. That’s not right.'

That would make it seem like he was only proposing for that. Looking at his lover with such lewd thoughts—was that even something a human should do? Het checked his reflection in the mirror one last time to ensure he looked presentable, then headed toward the inn where they were staying.

'Is Bold still staying there, too?'

Bold. He was the mercenary Haina had brought in a month ago when Het was dying from the poison after being bitten by a strange creature. Het pictured the man: muscular, black-haired, with a nose that stood tall on a broad face—a man who looked, to put it politely, masculine, but to be honest, like a vile bandit. He didn't like how Bold was always making sexual jokes, but he was a witty, humorous companion who had spent the last month with them. If Bold saw him trying to propose, he would definitely tease him mercilessly. Hoping Bold wouldn't be at the inn, Het quickened his pace.

He arrived at the inn. It was quiet and empty for a place located in the capital. Even though this was the "Sheep District," where commoners and the poor lived, Het thought it was a bit too deserted. He opened the door and looked for the innkeeper, who was always unpleasant.

But he wasn't there.

"Hmm."

Come to think of it, he remembered everyone at the tavern saying they were all heading out somewhere for a massive quest a while ago.

'A massive quest...'

Could it be that a quest on par with the "Monster King," which was currently the talk of the town among the Outsiders, had broken out among the Elynarians as well? For some reason, an unfounded rumor that the gods had ordered the containment and execution of Yeodre crossed his mind. He shook his head, pushing aside thoughts of the supernova he had briefly seen; now wasn't the time for that. First, he went to Bold's room to check if he was there. He wasn't.

That was a good thing. If he wasn't there, he wouldn't be teased. He went straight to Haina's room and knocked. There was no answer, but he could feel a presence inside.

'Did she not hear the knock?'

Het had knocked a bit too timidly. Worried that she might be sleeping, he peeked through the keyhole. The room wasn't dark at all. In fact, it was dyed in bizarrely vivid colors, and Haina was awake.

She was completely naked. And... and...

The muscular man with the black hair grown down to his neck and the tall, prominent nose—he was riding on top of Haina.

"..."

Het refused to understand the scene for a moment. And then:

"Ah! Aah! Ah...!"

"Heh heh heh. Het’s detoxification is already finished, right?"

"Ah... th-this is just to get the antidote in case of an emergency. Ah...!"

The moment he heard that seductive moan, Het didn't just stand there like an idiot.

BOOM!!

The door was blown to pieces, and the two people inside jumped in surprise.

"Bold... you...! What are you doing..."

"H-Het...?"

"Oh, Het. You here?"

Haina shrank back in shock, but Bold didn't show any sign of it, merely muttering as if he were just annoyed. That only fueled Het's rage.

"You bastard...!"

Curses spilled from the mouth of Het, who had always been called a good-natured person.

"Oh my. So scary, so scary. Up we go."

"Ah...!"

Het lost his mind at the sight of him still playing with his pathetic crotch in this situation.

"BOLD!!"

He wasn't an idiot. He had grasped the context from their conversation just now. The antidote from a month ago—he had likely demanded Haina's body in exchange for the limited antidote after she was struck by a strange monster. He couldn't forgive himself for thinking of such a bastard as a companion, for being a fool who had grinned and smiled without knowing a thing until it reached this point. As the power of lightning actually imbued the sword he drew with the speed of a bolt, Bold's expression stiffened slightly.

"Tsk. How annoying."

He snapped his fingers.

"...?!'

His head spun for a moment under the barrage of debuffs.

"Heh heh heh. A bit tough, isn't it? Het."

"......"

"Most people just melt away..."

Ding!

CRASH!

With a sound like shattering glass, the debuffs were smashed to pieces.

"Most people?"

"...!"

"Do I look like 'most people' to you, I, who was scouted by the 'SF Union' of the clan that Reina belongs to?"

"No, wait...!"

FLASH!

Lightning crackled, and electricity poured down onto the caught-off-guard Bold. Bold miraculously defended himself. He hadn't done it himself; something transparent had blocked the attack for him. It was a skill called "Automatic Defense Spirit," which Het remembered. It was a user-only skill that almost no Elynarian knew about! And Bold's black hair had suddenly turned gold.

"Bold, you were a user! You son of a bitch! Doing this kind of thing with that hair... You're from the Gold Taeyang Clan, aren't you?!"

"Ah, fuck...!"

Bold spat out a curse as he faced a life-threatening crisis. Het, boiling with rage, let out a beast-like roar and raised his sword to finish Bold off.

THUD!

"Ugh...!"

An unexpected blow. He thought it was one of Bold's hidden beast-transformation moves, but it wasn't. Haina was reaching out to him with trembling eyes.

"...Haina...!!"

At his call, filled with despair and regret, Haina's pupils shook, but she raised her hand again, and Bold laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha! What are you going to do? ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Your girlfriend is already my female!"

"You son of a bitch!! I'll kill you!!"

Clang! Clang!

Bold wasn't a pushover, after all. He kept up with Het's speed, fighting almost on equal footing. Het licked his lips with his tongue, annoyed that the fight was dragging on, when Bold sneered.

"Remember? In the grass, at the beach, in the mountains... there were times when that girl and I disappeared together, right?"

"...!!"

"You were so funny because you were kind enough not to doubt your girlfriend even a little bit!! Remember that time in the forest?! You talked to me in the portable toilet!"

"...You..."

"Haina was sucking my super-sized cock back then! It was so hot getting a blowjob from Haina while listening to your voice! Hahahaha!"

"..."

Het lost his reason. So, he used his ultimate technique.

"Oh..."

Bold also felt that something was wrong. Until now, the two had been evenly matched. Even if Het fought his best, Bold would only be pushed back slightly, but he felt he couldn't handle this technique. It was an attack that disregarded his own life.

"M-Master!!"

Bold, who had no intention of dying, called for help, and Het, thinking he would tear this bastard to shreds regardless of who came, coated his entire body in lightning. Just then, a warp opened in front of him. It was obviously reinforcements, but it didn't matter. He would roast them all. Just as he was about to unleash a skill from his eyes that would burn the entire playground-sized area to ash, he locked eyes with the existence beyond the warp. Het froze, then dropped his sword.

"...Oh..."

His eyes became dazed, saliva drooling from his lips. Immediately after, Bold's fist struck Het's face.

"Oh... you scared me, you fucking bastard."

"...!"

Bold bowed his head to the mysterious voice beyond the warp.

"I'm sorry...!"

If it were anyone else, Bold would have cursed them as a fucking bastard in his heart. But if the person on the other side was that person, he couldn't. His body and mind genuinely chose complete submission. The "person" beyond the warp disappeared without a reply, and Bold, who had been bowing for a while, slowly stood up and stomped on Het's face mercilessly.

"Oh! Fuck! Fuck! You clueless, stupid idiot! Hey! Come here!"

"A-Ah...!"

He grabbed Haina, whom he had dragged over, from behind and thrust his cock into her.

"A-Ah. In front of Het...!"

"Don't give me that shit, fucker. You want me to stop fucking you from the front?"

"That's not allowed...!"

"Then stay still!"

With Het still staring with dazed eyes, the two lovers shook their hips, and soon, the fluids of two people poured down onto him.

"Hahahaha! Hey. That's your girlfriend's juice. How is it? ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Huh? When you come to your senses, you'll want to kill yourself, right?"

THUD!

Bold kicked Het's head once more and muttered vilely.

"You know what? You're our slave for the rest of your life."

"Ow... ugh..."

Bold looked down at Het, and Haina... didn't seem to care. She was still panting, rubbing her pussy against his cock. Bold exhaled and checked his watch.

"It's almost time. Haina. Bind this bastard with magic."

Haina, who did as she was told while hesitating, felt a truly disgusting sense of regret that the pleasure had already ended, and asked:

"W-where are you going?"

"Hmm? There's a big fish."

"A big fish...?"

Bold grinned.

"Why? That bastard you went to season the other day."

"......!"

"We're catching Yeodre tomorrow. Heh heh heh. I wonder what kind of idiot that bastard will be~"

"B-Bold."

"Yeah?"

Bold turned around at Haina's hesitating voice. Then, Haina said in a small, crawling voice:

"I... I think it would be... better not to touch that person."

"Huh? What?"

What is this bitch saying right now?

Don't touch him? Dare to say that to whom? To Bold-nim? Haina closed her mouth, feeling Bold's anger, and Bold clicked his tongue, saying she needed more training, before leaving the room. Perhaps the slave bitch was underestimating him because she thought he had almost been done in by Het. It wasn't just that slave bitch; the clan members were also in a mood to lie low until the operation, and Bold didn't like that.

'Whoever the fuck he is. You're dead, Yeodre.'

The idiot thought arrogantly, not knowing his place.

The sky was still gloomy. It might pour rain soon. I didn't return to the Heart family; I just wandered around near the Dragon's District... I didn't want to go home, to a place where people knew me. I just thought about myself from a moment ago. Myself, who had tried to become a beast, casting aside both faith and morality.

"Ha... fuck."

The more I thought about it, the more curses came out. What on earth was I thinking? What was I thinking when I tried to betray Ms. Blan? Was I really such trash? Until now, I had been angry at several pieces of trash—Ullis, Sor, Count Serturn, Veil... and... and those guys. I had been angry at many villains and had inflicted my own punishments. But am I a person qualified to do that?

I had something like an excuse. Every time I went to Claire's house, something I couldn't detect would stir up my brain. It probably wasn't harmful; it was just something that strongly heightened my state of excitement. Yes, it wasn't creating emotions that weren't there. If I didn't have the heart for it, nothing would have happened; it just brought out my true nature. I couldn't make excuses, and I shouldn't make excuses.

What do you mean, returning good for good and evil for evil? Where does trash like me have the qualification to be a judge? I think I need to restrain myself, but I can't. The thoughts I had hidden away so carefully keep popping out. If I go on like this, information might reach 'that guy.'

I might be found out by 'that guy,' who exerts mind-reading that goes beyond just reading the heart. That was, before being dangerous, too disgusting and embarrassing. I didn't want to let such trash know the fact that I was trash. So, I pretend in my head again. Let's be a good person again. I'll follow the words to live kindly and become a good guy.

"......!"

Anger. Anger that I wanted to tear apart and burn right now flared up. Mangshin. What right do you have to speak now? "You're the one who gave me the beastification."

"The fact that I did such trashy things is also because of you."

After a moment of silence, I laughed. "Want to die?"

Mangshin, who laughed as if he were genuinely enjoying it, opened his mouth without losing the laughter. [Kid. You stupid kid.]

"......"

[Why are you turning away from the truth?]

"What?"

[The beastification skill is... just a nudge. That's all.]

"......"

[As you, being bright, have already understood, if I were to explain it in detail... beastification just brings out the true nature you had hidden away tightly. You know that too, right?]

My head understands it. But my emotions can't accept it. "That's... but, that kind of tone..."

[A tone full of curses is my taste mixed in, but it was your true nature that made that woman submissive, steeped in pleasure, and tried to violate her.]

I couldn't answer. Certainly, beastification had only made the desires I felt honest. And Mangshin said: [You also actually feel what kind of person you really are, don't you?]

"You fucker..."

[Yes. That is your true nature, kid. No matter how much you try to restrain yourself while thinking of the curse, you are born to be...]

Shing.

I drew the sword at my waist. It wasn't exactly to attack Mangshin. There were just enemies around. "Come out."

As if my words were a signal, people appeared from here and there. Their attire was clearly that of mercenaries. And in the center stood a muscular man with long hair down to his neck and a tall, prominent nose. That guy was probably an Outsider.

"Who are you?"

"Hi? Yeodre? But the way you talk is a bit shitty?"

The muscular man, who had been giggling, made a gesture as if to hit me, saying, "Fuck." At that movement, the surrounding mercenaries giggled.

"You see, this brother here... if possible, I was going to see you tomorrow. But there was some shitty business, and if I got information that you were wandering around alone in a place like this, shouldn't I obviously come at this good opportunity? Huh?"

"......"

"Oh? Not answering? Want to piss your pants?"

"Hoo..."

"A sigh? Do you not understand the situation? What do you think my subordinates are holding?"

What could it be? Talismans, magic tools, nets... Tools optimized for capturing people. The mercenaries didn't feel like just ordinary mercenaries; they felt as strong as knights. They were guys who had come to destroy me on purpose. And that made me excited. Because I could move my body without thinking.

I sneered.

"So?"

"...You're hopeless. First, let's get you beaten up a bit."

The muscular man laughed, raised his finger, and snapped it as if to show off. He tried to snap it.

"...Ah?"

His index finger was gone. I waved the sword I had swung in the air as if to show off. He was dazed for a moment, then, as if he felt like he had been burned by fire, he rushed at me, trying to grab his hand, screaming, "Argh...!"

"Bold-ssi!"

"Block him!"

I cut off all the spearheads flying from all directions and slashed at important blood vessels, such as wrists and ankles. Perhaps because they were veterans, the guys who understood that dangerous areas had been slashed were busy groaning and grabbing the slashed areas to stop the bleeding. At that moment, a blunt sword flew at my neck.

CLANG!

"Ugh. Argh...!"

The mercenary captain, gasping for breath and glaring at me with eyes glistening with murderous intent. No, an Outsider like me. Bold, was it? Is that his real name? Well. I don't care about that. I feel like smelling blood for the first time in a while.

"You bastard. I'll kill you. I'll kill you...!"

Snapping his hand must have been the start of some technique. Is the reason he's not snapping the finger that hasn't disappeared yet because it's useless anyway, or has he forgotten the situation for a moment due to rage? Both were plausible.

I quickly reached a conclusion. It would be enough to just slash him without giving him any openings.

"Hraaaah!"

The guy's muscles swelled even larger. Moreover, mana surged greatly around him, emitting power. That appearance, with an aura of light overflowing around his body, was just like an alien species starting with 'S'.

"Are you some kind of space monkey species?"

"You can only chatter now...!"

Whoosh.

The guy rushed at me. Indeed, he's fast. Several times faster than before. Maybe almost ten times. He's a stronger guy than I thought. He might be in the top tier among the murderers I've seen before. In other words. He was a small fry.

"Tsk."

I drew my sword to meet the blunt sword flying toward my head.

Slice.

I felt the sensation of cutting through metal. The guy kicked the air, spun around, and widened the distance.

"Do you know how much this cost, you son of a bitch...! I'll cut off not only your piss and shit but also your limbs and hang them on a hook!"

"Is that so?"

The reaction to my sneer was amazing. The guy, who had distorted his face like a monkey, made a growling sound.

"You shitty bastard...!"

"They say people think the same."

"Huh?"

The guy tried to say something, and that couldn't be carried out to the end.

Slide.

A white line appeared on the guy's leg as if it were sliding, and a spray of blood erupted.

"Ah?"

When he made a funny sound, his leg was severed, and he had fallen to the floor. His grim face understood his situation, and soon, tears welled up in his eyes. I learned today. A man's tears are truly ugly.

"Argh!"

The muscular man with a nose that stood tall like a horn screamed and rolled around. What is that idiot? He acted like he had something. ...No. He does have something. That guy said he would come tomorrow. Maybe, he has more companions.

The mercenaries who followed him were visibly flustered. He wouldn't have started this work believing in only things like that. Even if things go wrong here, he must have the confidence to retreat and regroup. What an arrogant bastard.

"What?"

"I didn't hear about this...!"

"You said he would be weakened? You said he was all foam!"

Indeed, it doesn't seem like they are overflowing with loyalty. They are measuring the angle to run away while watching my eyes. I had no intention of letting them go. I just had to punish that arrogant idiot first.

Whoosh.

The sound of the wind felt good. I moved right next to the guy who was still screaming.

"Ah?"

I cut off the arm of the guy who was making a stupid sound looking at me. I said I would cut off his limbs, so I have to keep my promise, right? I swung my sword indifferently.

SLASH!!

"Ugh?! Arghhhhh!"

The guy screaming loudly while watching his arm fly into the air. In those eyes, the initial spirit was nowhere to be found, and only fear was full. It was disgusting. And it felt good. I felt like venting my anger on anyone, and it was a good thing.

At that moment.

Kuaak.

A warp opened. A black, ominous space, not the blue warp I had seen so far. While my gaze was distracted there for a moment, something like a rope extending from the mercenaries wrapped around the guy at my feet. It seems they are trying to retreat like this... but who said I would let them go? Just as I was about to swing my sword to cut the rope. I felt something beyond the warp and looked that way. Something was staring straight at me, and I also looked straight into those eyes. And...

SLASH!

I swung my sword to slash the eyes. No, I tried to slash them, but it was blocked. ...He's strong. I said fiercely.

"What are you, you idiot."

What are you surprised about? I met your eyes, so what? Do I have to crawl on the ground? At that moment.

Kuaaaang!

A figure that fell from the sky emitted a fierce light. The light stretched out with the momentum to swallow everything, the mercenaries and even the warp. I thought it was their reinforcements, but it wasn't. This light belonged to the guy I hate the most. Also, the light was aiming at the mercenaries and the existence beyond the warp.

FLASH-!

When something beyond the warp reached out its hand, the light stopped for a moment, and in that brief moment, all the mercenaries and the guy at my feet had disappeared. I missed them. If it weren't for this bastard standing next to me, I would have caught the guy at my feet. Should I kill him? Feeling my murderous intent, the guy who emitted the light became slightly nervous. ...... ...No. The guy beyond the warp was very powerful. Even if it weren't this bastard, he would have escaped leisurely. I withdrew my absurd murderous intent. And silence descended on the place where the unidentified idiots had disappeared.

Drip. Drop.

Whoosh...

Rain finally began to fall from the gloomy sky. The guy standing next to me speaks to me.

"Are you okay?"

"...Yeah."

Shitty bastard. But I don't show it. Even this annoyance felt like a punishment for me. So, unlike usual, I didn't lose my temper at this guy, at Kaits.

"Those guys are definitely..."

He's muttering vaguely as if he knows something again. That annoyed me, so ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I walked a step or two and stopped.

"Hey. Kaits."

When I called, he flinched and said as if making an excuse.

"I'm saying this so you don't misunderstand, but I was just passing by nearby."

I snorted and said.

"You said you wanted to see my past."

"...!"

I had clearly said I would give him an answer to that proposal by tomorrow. Originally, I had intended to refuse. It's a story of a pathetic loser that's useless to show anyone. A memory that is embarrassing, shitty, and worthy of being hated. So, this action now is a punishment for myself. I'm punishing myself by showing embarrassing memories to a guy I dislike. It was also a job to ensure this good-natured hero bastard could never again mutter words like "become the sword of light" to me. Once he sees that, he'll probably lose his affection. I said.

"Take it."

"......"

Kaits soon put his hand to his head and chanted something, and soon things that looked like jewels shining with sparkling golden light leaked out of his head. Kaits, who gathered them in one hand, held them out to me. I glared at Kaits, wondering what this was.

"..."

"It's my memory. I'd like to recommend watching from the middle."

Come to think of it, did I say if I wanted to receive my memory, he should bring out his memory first? "...Bring it quickly. I'll tell you, bring it excluding the last 1 year."

Suddenly, everything ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠was annoying. It seemed like I could extract memories by receiving the golden bead he was holding out and touching my head, so I held out my head. If, really, very hypothetically, this was a bluff and Kaits was acting to kill me, and he was going to grab my head and unleash a powerful technique to blow it up... I had intended to just take it. It was a punishment for myself who was shitty a moment ago, and at the same time, I had the confidence to survive. I also had the expectation that I could have a death-defying fight with this bastard I genuinely hate while being wounded. Well, it was all just my delusion, and Kaits naturally didn't attack. Kaits put his hand on my head and raised Ryunar, and the 'power of god.'

It was a power that was heterogeneous even among the gods I had felt. The next moment, memories of the past rose up in an instant and then calmed down. I could tell that the memories I had just recalled were the memories Kaits had extracted. A while later. Kaits' hand held a burning, dark red bead. How should I say it? It looked like blood, and it looked like it was burning. It's an ominous bead. For some reason, a hollow laugh came out. I turned my back and left Kaits behind.

"Yeodre."

"......"

"Be careful. The Gold Taeyang Clan will be fine, but the guy who was beyond the warp gate is a big shot. You don't know what will happen."

"Fuck off."

I answered only that and walked away, feeling the gaze that didn't leave my back.

Whoosh.

The rain gets heavier. The rain hitting my face felt rather refreshing. Like that, I walked toward the Heart family, getting drenched in the rain in a pathetic manner.

Ah.

Please, when I wake up tomorrow, let me return to being the usual idiot, the kind me.

Please. Please.