Pitiful King's Trash Gacha and False Rape Rumors

Gacha System, Gacha System! You know what this is, right?

Ah, of course I know. How could I not? Is there anyone alive who doesn’t?

I’ve seen it countless times in anime and web novels! In some anime they even summon level 9999 companions on the spot!

And if you obtain a gacha system, the outcome always converges to one single result.

Pulling broken-as-hell skills and becoming an absolute munchkin. For me, that was simply destiny.

“Hehehehehe….”

I wonder what will come out. My heart is pounding like crazy.

It definitely said consumable items would appear too. That meant I should be able to pull a mountain of things that massively raise your stats.

Even that alone would already be completely broken, but it didn’t stop there!

There could be full recovery that grants resistance to death!

Or magnificent explosion magic that would let me shout “Explosion!” Of course, collapsing after using all my mana in one shot might be a bit lame.

With my heart racing from all the fantasies, I sprinted home like a madman. Thanks to the adrenaline, I ran at full speed yet didn’t feel tired at all.

After I got home.

‘How do I bring the system window back up?’

But there was no need to worry. In these situations you just use the universal command.

“Status window!”

Nope, not that.

‘Then maybe I should just shout Gacha System…?’

The window that had been floating earlier appeared again unchanged.

‘Doesn’t seem like I need to tap it with my hand… So I just need to think my choice?’

Just as I thought! The UX design is excellent.

So I spun the ten consecutive pulls.

Bam bam bam bam—

A grand, solemn sound rang out as the item list began to appear.

‘Hmm… the draw effect itself is pretty plain.’

Were they short on staff to polish the GUI?

Anyway, the ten items that showed up were:

What the…?

It looked like nothing but garbage. Why the hell did I get three duplicate C-Type Charging Cables?

But the kind system allowed me to view detailed descriptions for each. The names might be crap, but maybe they were actually broken items.

I set my disappointment aside for a moment and examined the effects carefully.

The charging cable was something you could buy online for a few bucks, but whatever. The mango’s description ended there. The mask looked like a black skull jaw piece. Well, it was pretty badass, I guess.

The “handsome seaweed” was just regular gim—the kind you wrap rice with. And the effect really said eating it would make me slightly more handsome.

Oh fuck. More handsome? Was I supposed to go work at a host bar or something?

My anxiety kept rising.

The pork jowl, chicken breast, and freshly fried ramen were all in the same mundane category.

“Hey, you fucking bitch!!!”

I wasn’t even joking. Still, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠there were two rare items.

“Whoa!!!!”

Thank you. Thank you, Outer God. I never doubted you for a single second.

That’s right. This wasn’t the time to act arrogant.

If someone brought you pants after you shit yourself and you threw a tantrum, that would be insane. In times like this, all you can do is express overwhelming gratitude.

“Gacha System! Outer God! Thank you so much!”

I didn’t know where he was, so I just bowed in every direction. I trusted he would accept it properly.

First, let’s look at the detailed description of Steel Body.

The function was exactly what I imagined. The only thing that bothered me was the caution about mana reserves. My mana was absolute trash tier.

‘Let’s try using it.’

I raised my right arm and imagined activating Steel Body.

Crunch—

‘Oh!! It works!!!’

My skin turned pitch black and began hardening like carbon fiber.

But the problem was—

“Wait, the range is only this much?”

It had only hardened a palm-sized area. Pure palm, fingers excluded.

‘What the hell can I even do with this…?’

On top of that, my mana was so low that after using it once I couldn’t use it again even if I wanted to. The duration was barely ten seconds.

‘It said I need to offer souls to pull more, right…?’

From what it mentioned about offering the wild boar monster’s soul earlier, it seemed I gained gacha currency by killing things. That meant I had to hunt monsters or humans to spin again.

The problem was that I had to do the hunting with this palm-sized Steel Body.

Was that even possible?

And if I died from another explosion during the next pull, everything would be pointless anyway.

‘Let’s think about it tomorrow. I lost too much blood today and I feel like I’m going to collapse.’

For nutrition I grilled the pork jowl and chicken breast that had come out earlier. I boiled the freshly fried ramen and ate it with the handsome seaweed.

Maybe because of the seaweed, my face felt a little tingly?

For dessert I ate the Philippine mango. Damn, it was seriously delicious. Southeast Asian fruit really is on another level.

After that I washed up, disinfected my wounds, wrapped myself in bandages, and quickly fell asleep.

I had to go to the Academy tomorrow.

“What a strong and good morning!”

Today I woke up in a great mood.

The gacha had been ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠trash, but I had still managed to awaken, and my image at school should have improved a little.

‘Since I saved Min-young, the others won’t bully me like before, right?’

I didn’t think this would clear up every misunderstanding, but I at least hoped they would listen to my side of the story from now on. I didn’t want to keep suffering for things I hadn’t done.

I arrived at the classroom with that small hope in my chest. The moment I opened the door and stepped inside, however, reality was once again far crueler than my expectations.

The curses had grown even harsher. The hatred and contempt were completely open.

It wasn’t new, but something felt off. I hadn’t done anything to deserve this, yet the intensity of their disgust had clearly worsened.

I pretended not to care and went to my seat. That was when the truly shocking words reached me.

The girls gathered on the other side joined in, staring at me like I was an insect. My breath caught. A ringing sound pierced my ears.

Being framed and cursed at wasn’t new, but the degree of injustice this time was different.

I had literally thrown my life away for Han Min-young. And this was the result.

I had become a sex offender who failed to rape her. That was the reality.

“Ha… haha…”

Fuck, is someone secretly filming me with a hidden camera? I almost wished that were the case… The shock was so great that laughter leaked out. Then—

“What are you laughing at, you filthy bastard? Just go kill yourself already!”

“Why didn’t you just die in the erosion? Why crawl back out?”

That’s right. From the beginning, there was nothing I could do. I was doomed to suffer forever.

This place is hell. You people are all demons.

Ah… it’s really too much…

The pain flooding into me. The fact that I didn’t even have the strength to overturn it.

It hurt so much. I had somehow endured with a hardened heart until now.

But now it felt like everything was truly crumbling down.