It's Ruined. From Now On, I Must Be Careful With Every Woman

After leaving the academy, Jin-woo caught a taxi waiting along the roadside and headed home. Beep. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Beep-beep-beep— He punched in the passcode, opened the front door, and stepped inside. As he crossed the wide living room, a single thought occupied his mind.

'By the way, what the hell was that stat boost after sex earlier? Does this world actually have some kind of stat system...?'

To clear up his confusion, Jin-woo stopped where he stood. He closed his eyes and pictured the status window that had appeared during his awakening. Focusing on the Physical Level 1 listed beneath the traits, he concentrated harder, trying to pull up the detailed stat display… With his eyes still shut, he called it forth.

[Transcendent's Eye] — Information Browsing. "Status Window!"

Oh? So my stats were hidden this whole time… Level 1 apparently starts with ten in each stat. Level 2 must begin at twenty, then? Hang on—the Pressure Point trait burns ten energy, and I only have eleven… So one use and I’m tapped out?

Jin-woo let out a long sigh. Ha… I finally escaped premature ejaculation, only to end up with energy premature ejaculation instead.

He stared at the window for a moment, then glanced around the room. Had he told people he was the building owner? The house he lived in was Jinu Villa—his parents had poured every won they saved after his birth into it. Five floors total. They rented out the first four and completely renovated the fifth into one massive living space. It was ridiculously spacious. Marble flooring stretched from the entrance all the way through, five bedrooms, two bathrooms. Just looking at the enormous living room filled him with satisfaction.

After soothing himself with the sight of his huge home, showering, and stepping out, it was already past six.

Right, they said the announcement would air after six. It’s embarrassing knowing my story’s going to be on TV, but I can’t exactly avoid it.

Recalling the principal’s words, Jin-woo turned on the television. An anchorwoman was in the middle of a conversation with someone.

What the—? They revealed even that…?

“Uh… Hunter Kim Hee-yoon? In a world where magic is everyday life, 10th-grade Elemental Resistance is already incredible, but… 0-grade Mental Resistance? Is that even possible?”

No! Stop—!!

“Hard to believe, but it’s been confirmed. The emergence of an S-rank is something our country—and the world—should celebrate, yet… his physical stats are only Rank 1, so after graduation he’ll likely work as a Rank 1 hunter. And with Mental Resistance at 0… he has literally no defense against mental attacks. For example, even the basic mental spells we learn in school—hypnosis or sleep magic—would affect him instantly. He wouldn’t be able to resist at all…”

Wait, hold on…! Not like that—!!

The difference between “might not be able to resist” and “definitely cannot resist” was enormous. How could they just say it like that on air?

“Hmm… That really is surprising. The common wisdom has always been that since people possess at least Rank 1 resistance, Rank 1 mental magic doesn’t work on them. But in his case…”

I’m screwed… I’m completely screwed…

Too afraid to hear any more, Jin-woo switched the channel. Another station was broadcasting the same story.

Argh—! That’s my face!! When the hell did they take that photo—!!

On the screen was a picture of him placing his hand on the glowing awakening orb. The light swirling around him gave the image an almost mystical quality.

They must have snapped it in a hurry when they heard “S-rank.”

Click— Jin-woo frantically mashed the remote until the TV went black.

I’m fucked. I’m so fucked…!

Overwhelmed, he dragged a hand down his face, then clutched the back of his head and bowed forward.

Fuuuck. They really broadcasted that my Mental Resistance is zero? When I have no defenses at all? They basically confirmed on national television that anyone can hypnotize me and I won’t be able to resist. And what’s with that photo? It’s practically an invitation—come fuck him, he can’t say no! Am I just a public cum dump to you people?!

This is bullshit. Fucking bullshit!!

His bold previous-life ambition to meet a woman he loved and live a life of endless affection had been shattered. In a world where magic existed, having zero Mental Resistance stripped everything of meaning. Hell, even earlier today the principal had already destroyed his values regarding love by treating him like a toy.

Love? Dating? With zero resistance, he would clearly get hypnotized and fucked by someone during any relationship. If that was the case… it was better not to date at all.

That’s right. Since his body was already “used,” casual sex was fine. But the sweet fantasy of meeting a first love, experiencing everything together, dating beautifully, and marrying? He no longer wished for any of that.

Still… shouldn’t he at least be able to refuse? No matter who the other person was, whether he liked them or not, whether he wanted it or not—if they just cast a hypnosis spell, game over? What kind of life was that?

Men were already the weakest in this world. How could he walk around safely? And even if someone did hypnotize and rape him, he couldn’t report it. Aside from the fact that he would have to pretend it never happened, the memories transferred from his doppelganger had taught him something important: in this world, rape committed through hypnosis or sleep magic carried no legal punishment.

Why? Because it had never happened before.

Shit… Even setting aside the fact that he would retain his memories, the established theory until now was that mental magic didn’t work on people. He was the first. Would the law really change just because of him?

Everyone with power in the Ministry of Justice and the government were women. The moment they met him, they’d probably only think about casting one hypnosis spell and having their way with him.

Consumed by anxiety, Jin-woo paced the wide living room with his hands clasped behind his back.

“Ah, what do I do? ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠What the hell do I do?”

A sigh escaped before he could stop it. The worst part was being unable to refuse regardless of his own wishes. Normal hypnosis usually involved instructions like “Look over here~” or “Close your eyes and relax~.” But mental magic in this world just ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠worked instantly?

If he hadn’t raised his mental fortitude to level 10, he might have woken up one day with his clothes stripped off and his dick hanging out, remembering nothing. Huu… I just got chills!

Raising Mental Resistance to 10 had been the right call, but… Ugh! I should have at least gotten it to 1—!!

It was too late to change anything, yet the negative thoughts kept flooding in. He tried to think positively. Positively…

If he looked on the bright side, he no longer needed to seduce women or spend time courting them if he wanted sex. Any woman who knew about his zero Mental Resistance could just take him whenever she felt like it…

And now the whole world knew thanks to that broadcast. So in the end… was he basically a nationally certified living dildo?

A ridiculously handsome, government-approved cum rag that anyone could fuck anytime. Was that him now?

Still, there was one silver lining. In this world where men had degenerated, women seemed to have evolved instead. Even women passing by on the street were beautiful enough to have been TV stars in his previous life. That was comforting.

Yeah. Let’s think positively. In this screwed-up world, since he couldn’t love just one woman and have sex only with her anyway, there was no expectation. And without expectation, there could be no disappointment.

From now on, he was the country’s officially recognized dildo and public whore. Might as well aim to become the God of Sex while he was at it.

With no visible solution in sight, Jin-woo forced himself to run happy circuits in his brain as he walked into the master bedroom and threw himself onto the oversized, fluffy bed that felt almost too big for one person.

When he woke up the next morning, Jin-woo’s mind was clear. All the worries from the previous day had been blown away. He washed up, got dressed, and prepared to head to school.

The perks from his previous life were incredible. Thanks to the soul point investment, everyone who remembered his doppelganger now saw his current, completely transformed appearance instead. Even the clothes and belongings the doppelganger had used had changed to fit his taller frame.

Today he felt like trying a proper school look. Well-tailored gray pants that suited his height, a checkered button-up shirt, and a gray cardigan draped stylishly over his shoulders for the finishing touch.

Thud.

Unlike the face he’d hated in his previous life, the appearance he’d received after reincarnating into this parallel world made it impossible to ignore his reflection when he passed a mirror. He stopped and stared.

Khh… This is what they call “dressed-down elegance”! Looking like you tried but didn’t try at all!

With the cardigan hanging from his shoulders, he walked to the entrance, slipped on his shoes, opened the door, and stepped out toward school with a cool, upright posture.

Maybe he’d take the bus today. As he walked, he pretended not to notice the women staring at him. A woman coming from the opposite direction kept watching even after he passed, then turned her head to stare again. It felt pretty good. So this was what that felt like? He couldn’t help but feel a little smug.

Before long he reached the bus stop and checked the schedule. Four minutes left.

Surprisingly, there weren’t many people around. Just one middle-aged woman sneaking glances while pretending not to, and one neatly dressed office worker with a chic brown bob haircut and an arrogant-looking face who was openly staring. Men were so rare in this world that seeing one was harder than seeing a celebrity.

While he was lost in thought, the bus he’d been waiting for arrived and stopped. Leaving behind the disappointed gaze of the auntie who seemed to be waiting for a different bus, he climbed aboard. The office woman who had been staring at the stop followed him onto the same bus.

Tap.

There were hardly any passengers inside either. Maybe seven people total? Most people probably took the train. Even the bus driver was a woman. The harsh reality that men in this world had it rough hit him all over again.

With idle thoughts running through his head, Jin-woo sat down in the seat right before the empty back row. The office woman who had boarded after him sat down right beside him.

Step. Step-step— Rustle.

Really? There were empty seats across the aisle and in the row ahead. Why sit here?

In his previous life, women had always avoided sitting next to him, so the idea that she had deliberately chosen the seat beside him never crossed his mind. Tilting his head in confusion, he pulled out the earphones from his cardigan pocket, started some music, and closed his eyes.

About five minutes later, while listening to the song playing in his ears, Jin-woo felt a vibration against his right arm. It felt like the person next to him kept moving, the motion traveling through his elbow.

What the…?

He slowly opened his eyes.

Holy shit?!

The sight that greeted Jin-woo the moment he opened his eyes was…….