Chapter 1
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 1
Chapter Title: Even If the Sky Falls, There's a 'Hole' to Rise Through
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Day three of unemployment.
My days and nights had completely flipped.
"Ah... fuck."
Before, I couldn't sleep and my head hurt. Now, I was sleeping too much, and my head hurt.
What kind of irony is this?
"Ugh, water, water..."
Gulp, gulp.
I wet my parched throat with lukewarm water.
The room wasn't even curtained with blackout drapes, but I groped my way through the dimness to the bathroom.
A routine I'd repeated for a solid 25 years.
Waking up and heading straight to the bathroom.
Lowering my pants and peeing standing up.
The problem was...
Dribble...
"Ah, fuck! Right!"
I'd stood to pee, and the warm wetness on my thigh made me curse without thinking.
"Haa."
With a sigh, I wiped the yellow trickle running down my thigh with some tissue.
"I... I don't have a dick anymore..."
To put it bluntly, I wasn't a man anymore.
My gender, held steady for 25 years, had been forcibly changed.
And it wasn't like I'd gotten surgery in Thailand or anything.
"......"
Thud. I plopped down onto the bed.
Then naturally sprawled out and fiddled with my phone.
Back in the day, I'd have scrolled excitedly through Mitube Shorts, thrilled at having free time to chill.
But not now. I wasn't in the mood.
"How the hell am I supposed to eat and survive from here...?"
I'd lived 25 years as a man.
And for the recent four, I'd endured all sorts of humiliations as a porter for hunters, but I'd scraped by with some hard-earned know-how.
But becoming a woman made even that impossible.
The reason? My strength had tanked.
"......"
Hunters climbing towers hire porters to haul as many spoils from inside as possible.
So they preferred strong ones who could carry the max load.
Now, even a small bag stuffed with just magic stones—I wasn't sure I could make it down with that.
I was that weak.
"......"
And it wasn't like my other stats were high to compensate.
Everything had downgraded from my male days.
In a word, I was fucked.
"At least my looks improved, I guess."
My male self wasn't ugly by my standards.
But thinking back to porters asking if I was a criminal or a half-orc from interspecies breeding...
"......"
Generously speaking, yeah, I looked better now. By a lot.
Rare red hair and red eyes in Korea.
Boobs and an ass so big they seemed excessive—but damn, they were hot even to me.
"These make it hard to move around."
And finally, a face sexier than any celebrity I'd seen, topping them all in that department.
"...I'd make bank at a brothel with this body."
I knew it.
Better than anyone.
If I'd still been a guy—
Scratch that, I had been one until recently!
'This is the textbook definition of a woman any man would pay top dollar to fuck.'
One selfie on a hookup app, and how many messages would flood in?
"...Agh, fuck, no, that's not it."
For a split second.
A very brief moment, I'd entertained those kinds of(?) thoughts, then sobbed as I scrubbed my face.
What the hell had I just imagined?
"......"
A massive aversion to something I'd never experienced.
And massive fear...
That's who I was.
A coward who couldn't easily take on new challenges.
The epitome of incompetence.
No wonder I was still wearing the panties from my male days.
"Haa."
[What happens if you don't wear a bra for a long time?]
-Your breasts move freely, which can feel comfortable and improve blood circulation, but gravity may cause long-term sagging, and nipples can be directly exposed to external impacts or friction from clothing.
Just in case, I'd searched online.
Then checked my ample chest myself—no sagging at all.
Super perky and bouncy.
The nipples rubbing against clothes...
"Hngh."
Truth be told... it felt kinda good, so maybe I was enjoying it.
Succubus nature?
[Current bank balance: 3,650,000 won.]
Checking it just made me sigh.
Not enough saved to keep lounging like this.
The government had lost interest in me already.
No more support funds as a Special Management Target.
'Should've saved more if I knew.'
The excessive stress from porter work.
The constant fear of death.
Every time money came in, I'd blow it all.
Drinking binges, then hitting the usual spots.
Many wouldn't do extras, but just a woman's smile toward me was enough—I'd go eagerly and hand over cash...
"Haa."
Regrets now.
But spilled water.
No refunds on what I'd spent.
'That's why becoming a woman feels so repulsive.'
A guy who'd paid to be with women—
Could he just accept and live as a succubus overnight?
Doesn't make sense.
"Guess I have no choice but to try."
The dwindling bank balance forced me to move.
And after four years as a porter,
Even as a woman, the first job I eyed was still porter.
People can't escape their habits, huh.
Longest gig felt most comfortable, and I had some confidence.
'I'm decent at navigation, monster info, and sensing—teams might overlook the strength if they like that.'
Even back with [Homunculus Tower].
I'd warned them it felt super ominous, but they ignored a mere porter and pushed on. Got what they deserved.
Screw 'em, good riddance, idiots.
'That's when the Black Magician mistook me for a monster first, laughed at himself, then cursed me into a succubus.'
Lucky, in a way.
He was in a good mood.
If not, I'd be bones in some columbarium by now—family skipping the funeral, just an empty urn.
'Goddamn shitty life.'
Never had a good moment.
Still didn't.
Never met anyone else cursed into a succubus besides me.
'Probably insane success rate.'
Even the Black Magician chanted like kicking a roadside pebble.
'Yeah, changing race and gender ain't easy.'
Thinking that pisses me off.
Black Magician bastard... fucker... next time I see you, I'll kill you... yeah, right.
"Whatever... let's try on my old clothes and gear."
......
"Agh, insane."
As expected, clothes and gear were way too loose.
This was like a girlfriend at her boyfriend's place, wearing just his oversized white tee.
"Fuck, clothes aside, the gear... damn it."
Gear that kept me alive in towers.
Cheap, sure,
but enchanted to beat some fear
and boost stats a tiny bit...
'7th Grade combat boots, 7th Grade leather gloves... all too big.'
"......"
Looking like this,
I really was small and pathetic.
All women like this?
Every mirror glance brought dysphoria and chills of rejection.
Like cringing at a cheesy drama scene, full-body spasms.
"...Gotta say I'm a newbie porter then, haa."
Experience? Yes. Gear? Nope.
Could lead to weird misunderstandings or sketchy teams.
Fix clothes at a tailor nearby.
Gear... without.
'...So what can I do?'
Would any team even hire me?
...I'd tossed and turned all night worrying.
[Daily Hunter Manpower Agency]
"A porter? Come with us! We were just looking for someone like you!"
W-what, what, what...?
I'd arrived super early—earlier than the boss—to make a good impression and waited.
Less than 10 minutes in,
A skilled, high-spec team shows up and greets me warmly.
"U-um, I-I'm not... v-very strong..."
So flustered, I stuttered endlessly.
Face burned red belatedly.
The man's face brightened more.
"Hahaha! No worries. We'll just pay you a bit less than standard porters."
"Th-that's obvious, but..."
I stayed wary.
World's no free lunch.
Remember biting on that stock tip I spread as rumor? Lost 13.6 million when it delisted. No more falling for it.
"Totally get the suspicion. But hear me out."
"Wh-what is it?"
"This tower run's at most 1 night, 2 days."
"Sh-short..."
"Yeah, big raid soon. Wanna loosen up rusty bodies, re-sync teamwork. Light run to [Goblin Tower], just top 3 floors quick."
My brain spun at his words.
This lineup? Yeah, 1-2 days fits. Goblin Tower? Barely any good loot.
Just grab magic stones and done.
'I could handle that...?'
Luck like this!
Even perfect fit wouldn't align this well.
I got excited, suspicions of men gone.
"Plus, you're so beautiful."
"...Huh?"
"Less 'hiring a porter,' more... adding a vibe-maker to this dull party. Gasp! Sorry if that offends. Not what I meant."
"...N-no."
My face stiffened; he thought I was mad.
I was.
But...
'Fuck, why wouldn't it piss me off?'
Heart fluttering at 'beautiful'? More disgusting, uncomfortable.
I'd been a guy until recently?
"All good. Even 1 night 2 days, please take care of me. Thanks for hiring."
"Aw, no biggie. I'm Jo Seo-hong. Your name?"
"Uh, Kim Hy...ah."
Almost said old name; barely switched.
"Ah, Hyun-ah. Nice to work with you."
"Same here."
Shook hands amicably in front of the agency boss. Felt like flying with joy.
Sky falls, but a hole to rise through.
Cursed into this body, but still porter work!
'Can luck be this good?'
"Shall we?"
"Yes, let's go now."
This team? [Goblin Tower] no threat. I nodded eagerly.
Thus, I entered [Goblin Tower] as porter for team 'Reverse Burst'.