Chapter 283: Murim Comeback!
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 283: Murim Comeback!
“Ugh… my vacation was supposed to start tomorrow…”
Ambersteel let out a long, heavy sigh.
“Aren't you happy to be back in your hometown? Doesn't it make your heart race a little?”
“There’s nothing to see, nothing to do, and the food is mediocre… What’s there to enjoy about coming to a rural backwater like this after living in modern civilization?”
Ambersteel—or rather, Gyu Cheol-hwa, as she was known in this world—rested her hand on her pommel and began scanning her surroundings. She looked every bit the blonde thug sister.
“Still, isn't modern civilization tucked away in little corners here and there?”
“The amount of money you have to spend to enjoy those things here is enough to afford a luxury staycation back home. It’s basically throwing money away, I tell you.”
I’d gone out of my way to get her permission to enter the Murim dimension, which is usually off-limits, thinking it would be a nice vacation treat. Instead, Gyu Cheol-hwa’s lips were pouting in dissatisfaction.
“Come on, it’s about getting away from modern life and feeling nature! Huh? Detox. Ever heard of it? Detox. It’s about flushing the toxins out of your body.”
“The mana density here is so low it’s uncomfortable. The colonies are at least decent… but here, my body feels heavy. And calling it a ‘hometown’ is a stretch; I don’t exactly have fond memories of this place…”
Despite her grumbling, Gyu Cheol-hwa had no trouble accepting the skewer I offered her, munching away happily.
“But Marika said she was busy… and she told me she’d never let me go here alone.”
“There are other executives… Ugh… I was planning on going to the beach with my friends this time to pick up some guys…”
“You actually have friends, Amber?”
“Yes, unlike you, Young Master.”
That was uncalled for. But I had to admit, she had a point. Because I had the body of a kid but the mind of an adult, the only people I associated with who matched my intelligence were either sex partners or my ‘bitches.’ To an outsider, I probably looked like a timid kid who just liked being pampered by older sisters and didn't enjoy playing with peers.
Of course, I wasn't sure if the kids my age would agree with the ‘timid’ assessment. At the very least, that was the consensus among the mid-level managers at our fitness center.
“Still, isn't it better to have a cute and handsome pretty boy feeding you skewers?”
“I’d rather have a D-Rank man I can actually touch than an untouchable SSS-Rank pretty boy.”
There was no winning an argument against Gyu Cheol-hwa. This woman was far too assertive. That said, as an SSS-Rank Male, letting a B-Rank woman like her have a go at me would only devalue my worth, so I couldn't exactly give her a taste.
Maybe once she grows a bit more and reaches A-Rank, I’ll consider dealing with her!
“You know I’m the one who pulled strings for your recent promotion, right?”
“...Wasn't that just because I humored you when you were talking nonsense at the last gathering?”
When she brought up Yuseoha’s perverted hobbies, I found myself speechless.
“So, why did you even go there?”
“Why did you go?”
“...Because of a youthful indiscretion.”
She was currently in her prime and likely would be for a long time, yet Gyu Cheol-hwa was spewing bullshit about ‘youthful indiscretion.’
“What were you even doing?”
“I mean, they’re just internet friends. Still… a woman is allowed to have at least one desire like that, isn't she?”
“You’re a pervert…”
“I’m a lady!”
When Ambersteel shouted, the eyes of passersby shifted toward us. Realizing she’d drawn attention, my bodyguard sister grabbed my shoulder and hurried our pace.
“I have plenty to say too, you know! I held back because I didn't want to be rude, but why on earth did you go there? I went to see the face of some total pervert shut-in who writes weird delusional fantasies! But instead, I find the Young Master! And you were playing along with that weird concept…!”
“It’s my mom’s friend’s hobby.”
“Huh?”
Gyu Cheol-hwa blinked her golden eyes, looking utterly confused.
“My mom’s friend. Her hobby. The money she sent as a thank-you was a third of the commission fee.”
“What?”
Seeing her continue to question me in disbelief, I began to wonder if we were even having the same conversation.
“We are communicating, right? You’re not just teasing me?”
“No, I just don’t understand the ‘mom’s friend’ part. By mother, you mean Senior Superintendent General Degrain, right?”
“Do I have another mother?”
“Well, the Chairwoman goes around publicly claiming you’re her son too.”
It seemed that crazy Commie Dragon was still spouting nonsense just because we kissed once.
Seeing her unable to stop smiling for days, touching her lips every now and then because of a single kiss, I’d been dying to tell her that those same lips had given my dick a sticky ‘bitch kiss’ multiple times. I’d held my tongue, but her shamelessness was truly boundless.
“So you’re saying she’s really a friend of Senior Superintendent General Degrain? But then why did she take you away, claiming you were her son? No, why does she go around saying she broke you? And bragging about it on the internet, of all places?”
Ambersteel’s cold, logical questions felt like a stab to the gut.
“Seoha Noona said she wanted a son too.”
“I mean, what woman doesn't want a son… So what exactly happened?”
“So, so many things happened…”
It was far too much to explain.
Claiming that ‘Pure Love’ meant ‘Purely Love giving birth to babies.’
Claiming that women were born to submit to males.
Claiming that in front of a male, a woman’s destiny is to be treated as a meat toilet.
Claiming that a woman’s human rights are worthless in front of a male.
It wasn't easy to explain where to even begin with Yuseoha—a masochistic sow (aspiring) and meat toilet who blurted out things too embarrassing to even repeat.
“...Aren't you ashamed of doing that for money?”
“A little…”
“Wow, incredible. You’re just a capitalist pig.”
Ambersteel looked at me with eyes full of disgust.
“No, it’s just… we’re close, and she got on her knees and begged so hard… I couldn't say no…”
“Were you always such an easy man, Young Master?”
I had no defense.
“I’m telling you, Seoha Noona even did a naked dogeza!”
“...Wow, she’s something else too.”
It felt like my image in Ambersteel’s mind was completely shattered. I avoided the gaze of her golden eyes.
“Would you grant my request too if I did a naked dogeza…?”
Seeing her eyes sparkle, it seemed this woman was also spouting nonsense somewhere in an online community.
“Amber, you’re a beauty and all, but you don’t have much money and you lack the ability, so I think it’d be tough…”
“I-I have savings!”
“Well, it depends on what kind of crazy request it is… but since we have a history, I’ll at least listen.”
“I swear on my mom, it’s really nothing weird!”
“You… your mom is a whore…”
“Ah, well, that’s true, but I’m serious.”
Every time I talked to Amber, I felt my mental energy draining rapidly.
“So, what is it?”
“I play this colonial miniature game… and I need someone to play the role of a pretty boy childhood friend…”
That sounded incredibly difficult.
“What’s the setting?”
“Huh?”
“The setting! There must be details for something like that, right?”
“Do I need those…?”
This is why amateurs are hopeless.
“Hey! You need a setting to act! That way we can get our stories straight when we meet people!”
“Uh… do we have to? I just need to take a few photos where your face doesn't show.”
I blinked blankly at Ambersteel’s words.
“Usually, even if it’s a concept, who actually brings a real person…?”
“...?”
“Who asks someone to get their stories straight and act…?”
“....”
“So, can I just take photos of you painting and assembling miniatures without showing your face?!”
“Sure.”
I thought I was doing a good job training Yuseoha, but looking at reality, I started to wonder if I was the one being trained.
“So, do I get to keep the assembled miniature or robot or whatever?”
“No.”
It really was hard to get close to Ambersteel.
“Of course, if you were to develop a taste for this hobby, Young Master… I could give you one! A super-deluxe starter set!”
“Ah, no thanks.”
“Hmph…”
I used my incredible martial arts to parry the Unorthodox Faction master’s scheme to drag me into a weird world.
“Is it really okay to visit the Murim Alliance Leader without sending word first?”
“Yeah, yeah, it’s fine. Ryu-hwa Noona said I could visit whenever I wanted!”
A desperate letter begging me to visit arrived via Hindel’s subordinates once every two weeks. Since I couldn't read the script of the inferior Murim people, Marika had to read them to me, which made my face turn red.
There were no explicit descriptions, but the poems she wrote were so poignant and well-crafted that I felt compelled to visit during my break.
How could I ignore a master-class dick-addict who, despite being a total loser pussy in front of my cock, consistently sent soulful and longing verses every other week?
Unlike the bitches who just sent photos of themselves in skimpy clothes begging for dick, her love letters left a deep impression on me.
“So, you’re officially a Section Chief now?”
“Yes! My salary went up by 1.5 times!”
In this neighborhood, rank really was everything. Or perhaps the old world, where salaries didn't change even if your rank went up, was the one that was truly crazy.