Chapter 4
Chapter 4
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 4
Chapter Title: Am I the Sucker Protagonist? (4)
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After the end-of-term ceremony wrapped up, Cynthia headed to the teachers' lounge for career counseling.
I'd earnestly warned her not to trust any guy in the world and to always stay on guard.
She'd given me a baffled look at the out-of-nowhere advice, but she quickly nodded and walked off.
Thud.
Her footsteps gradually faded into the distance.
Having planted the seeds of gaslighting, I sent her off and sank into thought.
'Hmm.'
I needed to refine the details of the plan I'd already laid out.
In short, organize what I had to do right away.
1. Grow my tiny dick and turn Baby Dick into a proud adult cock.
2. Advance the awakening date to bloom my abilities.
3. Track down the fucking Golden Sun's info and movements.
...Roughly that much. If I categorized them broadly at first glance.
First off, improving my tiny dick was surprisingly straightforward.
This was a world teeming with hunters, bizarre superpowers, and all sorts of odd items.
Plus, with a modern backdrop, just hitting up a urology clinic could fix it to some extent.
Of course, turning it into something horse-sized, dozens of centimeters long, was a whole other issue...
The buried penis that had tanked my self-esteem as Kang Woojin could be corrected, and with meds and pumps to boost blood capacity, average size was an easy reach.
'Then chug some spirit herbs like Giant Root Grass and tweak the juice a bit for perfection.'
That'd complete the so-called self-proclaimed monster cock.
Elbow on the desk, chin in hand, I idly spun my pen while thinking.
'But spirit herbs come from the Tower, mid-layers and up, so that's for later.'
For now, aim for average size and cover with technique.
That'd be plenty. More than enough, even overflowing.
The Golden Sun eyeing current Cynthia wasn't some black guy with a freakish endowment.
'Once I awaken, I can skill-crush most NTR dudes with average sizes anyway.'
Second, advancing the awakening date was simpler than expected.
In the original story, this body awakened at twenty-eight.
After college and bouncing around small companies, it coincidentally awakened and stepped into the hunter path.
You might wonder how to force a random awakening to happen on my terms, but every effect has a cause.
Awakening followed one immutable law, and as the original player, I knew it inside out.
'Once mana buildup in the body hits critical mass, genes mutate and abilities manifest. Something like that.'
Since the Tower appeared and gates sporadically popped up, the world's atmosphere was laced with mana.
Everyone here harbored latent powers big and small from exposure.
Not everyone awakened, of course.
'Thicker mana concentrations—like inside Towers or gates—boost my odds if I expose myself.'
Can't enter Towers without official hunter status, so gates were my target.
"Perfect timing with summer break starting today."
Resolved to build my power, I roughly sketched a break schedule.
Money and influence were nice, but for revenge on certain men and women, raw power was key.
'And...'
Last, the third: uncover Golden Sun's info and tracks.
Ideally monitor his every move, but with no convenient possession perks, I needed other methods.
'Come to think of it, where's that bastard right now?'
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Having unintentionally finished the ceremony diligently, Park Taesoo spat out.
"Fuck, what a shitty mood."
Lounging in a corner of the academy, he griped to two buddies while chain-smoking.
"Once I become a hunter, I'll fuck that old teacher's wife first."
His friends shot back.
"What, your homeroom dickhead bitching again?"
"His wife's gotta be at least forty. You into MILFs?"
While his friends cackled like it was hilarious, Park Taesoo feigned annoyance.
"Fuck off. Shit. Got on that old fucker's bad side this morning—cleaning duty, ceremony, the works."
"Then let's change the vibe. Wanna grab daytime drinks later? Those chicks from before are coming."
"Nah. Those sisters are ugly as hell."
"Body's all that matters. Drunk, they all look hot anyway."
Mid their vulgar banter, one buddy suddenly piped up like he'd just remembered.
"Hey, you really get hit by Woo-chin?"
At Kang Woojin's name, Park Taesoo flinched involuntarily.
"Who the fuck said that?"
"Kids from your class."
"Tell 'em to shut it before I rip their mouths."
"Then what's that on your face?"
"Club bouncers last night. Having a blast, then that prick tells me to leave."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah..."
"Anyway, Woo-chin showed up to school, right? First time in like a month?"
"...Yeah. He did."
"Wanna hustle him for booze money after so long?"
Park Taesoo shook his head at the suggestion.
Kang Woojin's name made him uneasy every time.
Embarrassing to admit getting beat by a loser, and he wanted to avoid the guy for a while.
Call it instinct.
He didn't even want to think about it.
'He always had decent physique. But why the sudden personality swap? Learned fighting in that month?'
In that earlier fight, Park Taesoo didn't think he'd truly lost.
He took a few one-sided hits, but fights go to the end, right?
'If class rep bitch and homeroom hadn't butted in...'
That's how he rationalized it.
But honestly, he didn't want a rematch with Kang Woojin.
No confidence he'd win.
Couldn't see him as easy prey anymore.
That was why he wanted to dodge him.
'Used to not even meet my eyes...'
Looking back, he was the lucky one that Cynthia and homeroom "intervened."
"Not going? Why? Woo-chin's loaded."
His clueless buddy tilted his head.
"Drop it. Leave him alone for a bit. His mom's on the warpath, especially since he stopped coming to school."
"Mom? He lives alone, no?"
"Our class rep."
"Ohhh, Cynthia~?"
Park Taesoo's two friends glanced at each other and snickered.
"So what if she's pissed? Not like 24/7 bodyguard."
"Woo-chin's such a pussy, can't even talk straight. Like always, ask who bullied him and he'll stammer 'no.'"
"We already owe him a ton from before—back out now?"
"Break means harder to meet. Other kids'll drain his wallet first. He's probably still near academy."
Lots of people bullied Kang Woojin, not just them.
Some had high social status. No worries.
"Enough. I said no, so drop it, assholes."
"...Acting weird. You really get beat by Woo-chin?"
"What?"
"Or what? Crushing on Cynthia? You like her?"
"Crazy? Like what?"
"She's fucking hot. Big tits too."
"..."
"At least C-cup. Honestly, every time I see your class rep, I wanna fuck her senseless."
"Forget Choi Si-hyeok's claimed her? Touch her and we're all dead."
"Oh? Right..."
At Choi Si-hyeok's name, Park Taesoo's friends flinched.
Reason: he led Stella Academy's delinquent crew.
Hunter class Choi Si-hyeok.
Not just a fighter—son of a famous guild master, solid background.
Smart too, good rep, liked by teachers, guys, girls, old folks—Stella's Golden Sun.
No match for mere(?) punks.
Even talking behind his back felt risky.
"Speaking of, rumor is our super hot class rep awakened recently. Might transfer to hunter class next semester."
Park Taesoo's words drained the color from their faces.
"Dude, we're fucked then?"
"If she retaliates..."
They'd stripped him to his undies before, but one word of her awakening and they shriveled.
"Her type wouldn't revenge. Plus, rule says no powers on normals. Quit worrying and leave Kang Woojin alone from now on."
Conversation wrapping up.
'Come to think, Woo-chin didn't awaken too, right? Heard his mana levels suck.'
Cigarette butts littered over twenty.
Swish.
A long shadow stretched as someone approached.
"Took a while to find you. Where you hiding?"
A face Park Taesoo never wanted to see again.
"Let's finish what we started earlier."
Grinning was none other than Kang Woojin.
"Haven't been to school in ages, so lots I don't know. Wanna chat steady, Taesoo?"
Soon after, screams of nameless boys echoed from a deserted Stella Academy corner.
"Arghhh!"
"F-Fuck?!"
His build was bully-tier for sure.
'Th-This guy's really awakened?!'
Gazing at his tumbling friends, Park Taesoo's vision darkened.