The Kind and Gentle One
Yujin’s transformation was absolutely stunning.
“I-I’m sorry… Is my chest bigger lately? I can’t breathe from even the slightest movement… ♬”
“Eeeek—!!”
Chest lighting…
No, gaslighting, in fact.
“Hey… Nam Sujin!”
“I’m sorry. I was so slow in my movements that I accidentally took the monster that someone else had killed. I’m such a petty sow who only eats leftovers. I’m so sorry!”
Even while belittling herself, she wanted to make the other person suffer.
“Y-You damn girl!”
Even when she tried to resist a little,
“Where are you aiming that arrow now?”
“Eh…?”
Harin stood firmly in front of her, protecting her.
“Please don’t be like that. My personality isn’t bad just because I have good stamina because my chest is small!”
“Ii… iiiiiii!!”
And then, peeking out from behind her, the counterattack sequence of Sujin.
With no pause, scratching, scratching, and scratching relentlessly, Sujin’s mouth was the ultimate cornered yokai warrior forged in the internet world.
Is Sujin’s mental strength weak?
Yeah. She’s weak. Sujin’s mental strength is extremely fragile.
But behind the keyboard! In front of the monitor!
Sujin’s mental strength is so strong that she can make her opponent flee for 15 minutes!
“Ugh… What did I really do wrong…!”
“Oh my?”
Even as she started squeezing out the juice toward the nightmare she had just won by sheer force of will,
“Unnie Harin! Look at this person! She’s crying happy tears!”
“What are you saying, Sujin-ya…”
“Yeah? But when she was at school, she said that to me?”
She’s a petty sow who said she liked it and was crying loudly!
“……………”
“Hic! …Eh… Uuuu…!”
The hikikomori who held the keyboard was strong.
Especially since she could hurt herself without hesitation, she became terrifyingly strong.
“So don’t worry. When I get my milk flipped, when I get washed with mop water. When I trip over my feet and my clothes tear from the stapler!”
She openly revealed her shame.
Her own humiliation.
A weakness that everyone wants to hide.
However, that is only a weakness for people who belong to society.
“Even the homeroom teacher said it while laughing with the other kids!”
A person without society.
Someone not belonging to society has nothing to hold back.
“So, will you smile? Yeah? It’s fine. You smiled like that at school too, right?”
Here.
Smile.
…Smile for me?
“…You’re really going to do this?”
The one who has something to protect and
“I won’t do it like this.”
The one who has all his things taken away, fighting.
“It hasn’t even started yet, has it?”
“..........”
The genre of the fight was different from the beginning.
The strangeness starting from her, the unknown fear.
The primal fear of what that girl might do.
“At first I was angry. But now I think I’ve been blessed.”
Yes.
There was a Lord.
…No. In this case, it should be “Rihito-nim”?
Sujin approached with a desolate smile and said,
“Please, ascend to heaven.”
With all her strength. With her best efforts.
In that moment when she climbed, climbed, and reached the sky above.
“Even if I lose my life.”
I can’t forgive even one of you.
…
..
.
After the Dungeon Cleaner recording ended.
No matter how many times the stories came and went, Sujin’s smile never disappeared.
“Du-hu… Du-huhuhu…!”
No, it didn’t disappear. If anything, it deepened.
The smile she had when she cried and fled at the beginning, the fierce smile filled with the killing intent of “I’ll really kill you” that made her look like a brain-dead otaku who had imagined revenge in her mind, was it really that smile one sees when the revenge that the brain-dead otaku only dreamed of becomes reality?
“…Are you that happy?”
“Esakuta! (Correct!)”
Sujin’s smile remained unchanged until she reached the dorm.
Even after showering and lying on the bed, Sujin kept reliving that moment and giggled.
“Du-hu… Du-huhu! Did you see that face? I couldn’t even make a sound and went blank… Really like a fool, an idiot, huhuhu! Huhi-hihi!”
“…Unnie Harin. Is Sujin okay?”
Harin, whose heart was secretly worried about Sujin’s appearance.
People say that when someone changes, it’s time to die, but Sujin was the type who would resurrect three days after dying and still be smiling.
“Are you not okay? You look like you’re not in good health.”
“Ek.”
“Du-huhu or huhi-hihi is something you do all the time, right?”
“But…”
This time it was even more severe than usual.
For a moment, she worried what if someone else saw it and acted weird.
Harin shook her head as if to say don’t worry and said,
“If I were you, I would have done it long ago. If the coach wasn’t here, I would have just gotten scared like a dog and cried from behind.”
“…A-Are you serious…?”
“Are you mad at me right now?”
“R-Really… it seems like it is…”
Sujin instantly curled up.
The criticism from society was meaningless compared to the fist right next to her—Sujin was scary.
“Still, it was better than what I expected.”
“Yeah…?”
Harin sat right next to Sujin.
As she hugged the flustered Sujin and stroked her head roughly, Harin continued.
“Au. Auu. I thought she was a creepy otaku, but according to Harin, she really changed today. She looked great.”
“Yeah? Ehe… ehehe…”
“Unnie Harin, that was basically an insult…”
An otaku who has been default damage without even taking damage.
Watching Sujin, who was purely happy about a single compliment, Harin became curious.
“But what exactly did the coach say that made her change like this? It didn’t seem like she said much.”
“That… so…”
Sujin poured out everything honestly.
All the actions she took. All the things Sunwoo said.
Even the few words she was advised to say, calling them “magic.”
“Phuh… Phahaha! Ah~ really. Yeah, at that point it’s magic! If even a brain-dead otaku can do it with her chest, it’s not magic, what is magic?”
“Starting and ending with the chest… I thought about it many times, but the coach seems a bit weird.”
Harin, who was dizzy from the laughter of Sunwoo and Harin who was excited to die, listened to the advice that went against common sense.
Chest lighting was something that common sense could never accept, but because it was a being outside of common sense, it was the perfect advice for Sujin.
“Really… it’s exactly like that. Even if I search my memories, I don’t think there’s anyone crazier than the coach.”
“And the things you’re told are also weird. Really, even thinking about the cat cosplay now…”
“I think she secretly enjoys it?”
“No way?! Who enjoys such a perverted cosplay!”
The coach is the pervert! Completely weird! No matter how you look at it, it looks like someone with a few screws loose!
Harin, spitting bad words at Sunwoo while grumbling.
Hearing that, Harin nodded slowly as if agreeing.
“That… even so, it’s not that bad… right?”
“…………?”
“Uu…! Or… no…”
“Fine, finish what you were saying. I won’t get angry.”
“Uuu… uuuuu…!”
Sujin’s answer.
Harin and Sunwoo stared at Sujin quietly.
What should we do?
Should we just agree that both of them are right?
‘…No.’
We can agree. We can respond by saying “yeah, that’s how it is” on the surface.
Since living as a hikikomori otaku, I wasn’t lacking in awareness enough not to do at least one thing.
But even so—there is a kind of pride for otakus.
“I… I mean…”
At least for the person who positively recognized her.
The person who made her feel positive about herself.
“The coach doesn’t think I’m bad at all! …I don’t think so…”
Sujin couldn’t refuse to deny it.
Even while imagining all the aftershocks it would cause.
“The coach does make a lot of weird requests, but there was no case where she didn’t help…”
“Also, everyone saw results, and even though she’s weird, EXP and stats rise well…”
“An…d… that… anuuu…!”
Once it started, the words kept coming endlessly.
The things she wanted to say. The things she had to say.
Without distinction. Without discernment.
In the end, one sentence gathered them all.
“R-Rihito-nim is a kind person!”
“……??”
“…Ah, the… coach! It means the coach is a kind person!”
“…………”
Sujin-ya.
The two people who exchanged words with their eyes without saying it on the surface.
But both of them slowly nodded without denying.
“She is kind. She has a good personality without unnecessary things.”
“It felt a bit off to teach, but I didn’t think it was impossible to accept…”
“She’s a bit crazy, but if someone gets that strong usually, they become weird. Considering that, her personality is pretty good, right?”
“And the coach is an A-class awakener, right? An A-class spirit contractor… thinking that way, it feels like it’s a bit too far away…”
“The person herself doesn’t seem to care about that. Still, her skill is definitely there, right?”
“…But since she started the cat cosplay, I feel like Nitro follows her really well!”
“…Eh…?”
I thought she would deny it.
I thought she would ignore it.
“Yeah. Why do you like the coach so much, Sujin?”
Now that I think about it, I’ve had red cheeks just looking at the coach since the beginning? Maybe you…”
“Auu… auuuu…!”
But no.
She was being sympathized with, and stories were exchanged.
The feeling of sharing something with someone.
Her chest fluttered, overflowed, and became happy, satisfied.
And all of it was given to her by…
“…It’s just… because I look a little like my favorite person!”
Toward the very kind, gentle person named Sunwoo.
The three members of Nature exchanged stories about Sunwoo until deep into the night.
By the way.
“You think I’m a dog’s bitch?”
“……?”
The kind and gentle Sunwoo.
“No. I thought you were a bitch from the beginning, so that’s why I did it, right Se-ah?”
“W-What are you saying…”
At least in front of Se-ah, there was nothing.
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