Chapter 1 The Rabbit Hero
The Rabbit Hero
"The party is disbanding now."
"...What? Why the hell—?"
Just yesterday, our party had defeated one of the Demon Army's Four Heavenly Kings, 'Peerless Might.' And after merely a day of rest, news of the party's dissolution reached my ears.
Stunned beyond belief, I immediately raised my voice.
"I think you know the reason better than anyone."
"..."
I glanced around. Most of them averted their eyes as if in agreement.
Among them, a few were glaring at me with piercing stares. Even now, fully enduring those looks was unbearably difficult.
The one who spoke up as their representative was none other than the rogue.
That bitch always hung back, and I hated the sight of her.
But I knew. Even though she was the one who stepped forward, every single party member here shared the same opinion.
All except one.
Camilla Arwen, the disciple of the Master of the Magic Tower and a genius mage, muttered quietly.
"Let me be honest. You're just terrible."
Behind her, the Saintess, clinging tightly with flames in her eyes, shouted with a similar expression.
"Y-yeah! You were the only one having fun...!"
Her face was filled with utter disdain.
Looking at them, my mind felt like it was turning white.
The reason these crazy bitches were acting like this was simple.
"Fuck..."
The truth was, I wasn't originally this world's hero.
I had just been playing a typical MMORPG called General God World IV, where you fought against the Demon King, when I suddenly found myself transmigrated into it.
Of course, as a player, I had relentlessly strived to fulfill the hero's role properly.
I used all the knowledge I had as a transmigrator and allocated every single stat point solely to clear the game.
Naturally, I didn't even glance at side stories that were meant to be enjoyed, and I completely ignored all temptations like secret quests and gacha mechanics. But the reward for that effort was devastating.
[Kim Jin-woo]
[Physique: 100, Agility: 100, Magic Power: 100, Virility: 1]
Why the fuck did I allocate my stats like this?
The reason I poured every level-up point into these stats was singular—to defeat the Demon King threatening this world as quickly as possible.
And I had been so close to achieving that goal. But I failed.
The reason lay in what had happened yesterday. Even though nothing like this had occurred before, yesterday was a meaningful day—the first time the Hero Party had defeated one of the Four Heavenly Kings.
In the end, we drank all night and got drunk, and in our drunken stupor, we ended up doing it.
Honestly, with a group of fairly attractive men and women gathered together, it would've been weirder if nothing had happened.
But since I had only allocated one point to Virility, I couldn't last long.
And that snowball had rolled all the way here.
"T-to be honest, I had high expectations since you were the hero who took down one of the Four Heavenly Kings, but your stamina was just... and the time was..."
I smacked my forehead.
There was no way this conversation was happening because of that, right?
Common sense would dictate that the game I transmigrated into wasn't some 19+ smut-fest.
But the moment my expression faltered, Arwen, the Saintess, and even the ranger began speaking without hiding their emotions.
"Right! We've already taken down one of the Four Heavenly Kings, and it's not like we absolutely have to be the ones to defeat the Demon King. There's no reason to drag along a hero who can't even perform at night..."
My forehead burned at the ranger Eloi's sneer.
Frankly, it was insulting as a man.
"Like Eloi said, bringing in someone younger and more... vibrant might be better..."
"No, I'm quitting the Hero Party. There's no reason for me to stay here anymore. Human lifespans are short anyway, right? You'll die soon, so what's the problem?"
"What did you say?"
Being an elf, she was quite arrogant about lifespan.
"I haven't had that much experience, but you're the first guy like this I've ever met. Let's never see each other again."
Once Eloi finished speaking, the conclusion was reached.
"Honestly, I should've returned to the Church a while ago. This works out perfectly. The Hero Party is officially disbanded!"
"Disbanded? Who said you could decide that?!"
"Then what right do you have to stick around?"
"Premature ejaculator."
"Not even hard enough."
Each word they spat out felt like it was carving into my chest.
But that wasn't all.
The rationality in my mind slowly shattered.
Clang.
It was like glass breaking.
"...You fucking bitches, who the hell do you think enjoyed this?"
I had plenty to say too.
Honestly, those bitches were so inexperienced they were downright terrible. It wasn't just me who was a virgin, apparently.
Especially Eloi—that elf bitch had the audacity to act like some stuck-up elder when she'd probably wasted her years doing nothing. I really should've said that.
But I had already lost my chance to speak because of my swearing.
"Ha! Who's the one cursing who?!"
"You're the one who should fuck off. We don't need a rabbit-like hero who cums in three seconds anymore."
"Hero Party? Let's never see each other again!"
It was nothing short of a catastrophe.
The only one left standing there was 'me'—the former hero.
***
"Status Window!"
Some time later, I stood in place like a madman and shouted for my status window.
[Kim Jin-woo]
[Physique:100, Agility:100, Magic Power:100, Virility:1]
[Remaining Stat Points:0]
I fell into brief contemplation.
I wasn't a hero anymore. Should I just reset my stats and live like a rogue?
'It's not exactly a porn game world, but the female characters are drawn pretty damn well.'
Given my past as a hero, I didn't have to worry about my abilities.
"Alright, let's do it."
I immediately proceeded with the stat reset.
[Are you sure you want to reset your stats? Stat resets are irreversible and will result in permanent loss.]
If I still had ambitions of swiftly defeating the Demon King like before, maybe not—but now, it was better to invest evenly for my own sake. Above all, I couldn't endure that kind of humiliation again.
Without hesitation, I reset my points. Originally, I had invested 297 stat points, but only about 260 remained.
'So I lost 37 points? That's a damn shame.'
Still, I didn't regret my choice.
First, I poured points into my Virility stat.
A whopping 50 points.
I decided to distribute the rest evenly.
[Kim Jin-woo]
[Physique:71, Agility:71, Magic Power:71, Virility:51]
When I slightly pulled down my pants, I could clearly see my significantly enlarged member.
"Guess the stat effects are pretty damn impressive."
At this rate, I wouldn't have to hear anyone call me a premature ejaculator ever again.
The reaction was intense too. Before, that area barely had any sensation, but now, even the slightest touch felt weighty.
And that wasn't all.
Just like when I had invested in other stats, a skill unlocked after allocating points to a specific stat.
[Virility stat has exceeded 50. Skill 'Hard and Heavy' has been unlocked.]
[Hard and Heavy: Lv.1]
Hardens the body.
Cooldown: 12 hours
"What the hell kind of skill is this?"
Unlike the skills I got from investing in Strength, Agility, or Magic Power, the description was vague.
"Should I try it out?"
With a 12-hour cooldown, there was no harm in testing it now.
"Hard and Heavy!"
A brief green light enveloped my body. I could feel my entire body hardening, but the most noticeable change was, unsurprisingly, down below.
It wasn't just about increased lower-body strength.
Only after investing in the stat did I realize—in this game, Virility (貞力) wasn't just about crotch power.
It referred to the vitality circulating throughout the entire body.
"Whether I use the skill or not, no one's calling me a premature ejaculator anymore."
Satisfied, I headed back to the capital. A newspaper lay at my feet.
Without much thought, I picked it up—and immediately doubted my eyes.
"What the fuck is this?"
■ The Real Reason the Hero Party Disbanded Lies with the Hero?
Former Hero Party Member B's Confession: The Hero is a Moral Wreck and a Premature Ejaculator.
I barely had time to process the shocking headline before I noticed the stares around me—people recognizing me.
"Isn't that the hero?"
"Looks like him."
Their gazes were filled with unmistakable contempt.
'Damn it.'
I wanted to clear up the misunderstanding, but there was no time—I had to run. If I stayed, I'd probably get stoned.
My refuge was the nearest bar.
"Fuck..."
I was nursing a beer, the alcohol slowly kicking in, when—
"Sir?"
A staff member approached. His expression wasn't friendly.
'Does he want me to order more food?'
I'd only gotten a single serving—definitely too little for a solo drinker at this hour.
"One more order of fries—"
"I'm sorry, but you'll have to leave."
"...Excuse me?"
"You don't have to pay. Just leave. Now."
Only then did I notice the stares around me.
Hostile. Glaring.
The man who single-handedly destroyed the party meant to defeat the Demon King.
Even if I was a former hero, that didn't matter anymore.
Grind.
I gritted my teeth, but explaining wouldn't fix anything.
"Understood."
Not long after I left, I heard the owner mutter:
"Just our luck to get a customer like that piece of shit."
Outside, it was the same story.
"Isn't that the hero?"
"Wait, that guy?"
Job hunting went similarly.
"Your swordsmanship is undeniable, but our academy has to consider the parents' opinions..."
They were beating around the bush, but in the end, their message was clear—they couldn't hire me because of the rumors surrounding me.
In the end, I had no choice but to flee the capital.