Chapter 10
Chapter 10
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 10
Chapter Title: This... Odinson?
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I woke up to the alarm, but it was incredibly hard to drag myself out of bed.
This place had a comfy bed on top of everything else, complete with the softest blankets. It was the kind of cozy spot that made you never want to get up.
I rubbed my eyes, cocooned in the covers, when a strangely hazy feeling washed over me.
Like I'd forgotten something important...
"...!"
My groggy mind, flailing in half-sleep, suddenly pieced it all together.
Signboard. Odin's Daughter. Normalization. Password.
I kicked off the blankets and bolted upright. Every trace of drowsiness from moments ago had vanished.
I grabbed some clothes from the closet at random.
It felt awkward as hell. No surprise there—I'd obviously never worn women's underwear before.
The bottoms were one thing, but grabbing a bra and heading into the bathroom brought on this indescribable feeling...
I hung the change of clothes on the rack and stripped down.
Standing in front of the sink in just my underwear, I came face-to-face with the beauty in the mirror.
Gentle, smiling eyes. A soft impression. Distinct features. The once-pale skin had a bit of color back.
I stepped back and twisted my body this way and that. Stretched my limbs, even hopped lightly in place.
And sure enough, a nagging pull of discomfort followed.
...No wonder it stood out so much even under an oversized T-shirt. Seeing it bare, it all made sense.
I let out a sigh and snapped to attention. Height? Hard to say exactly. But the drop in eye level was unmistakable.
Maybe even under 160cm? Tough to judge without my old vantage point. The proportions probably made her look taller.
I smiled at her reflection again. Yeah. Painfully awkward.
Never gotten flak for my photo smiles before, so why was this so damn hard?
Because it just didn't feel like my body?
Standing there in my underwear was starting to get chilly.
A quick nap had chased off last night's chills, but I wasn't anywhere near recovered.
My condition was still crap. That was part of why I hadn't jumped into Odinson last night.
Truth be told, there was a bigger reason. Even for a tough bastard like me, right after taking a look at her will? No way was I downloading the game on the spot.
-Shhhhh
I stripped off the rest. Hmm. Still couldn't wrap my head around this being my body.
But the warm water helped. It started sorting out the chaotic mess of a day that had kicked off yesterday.
As the water poured down, a thought bubbled up.
Kang Ji-min was a total game hoarder. Desktop was spotless, but her drive was packed with titles.
The key part? Odin's Daughter was among them.
She must've been the collector type— the entire Odinson series was tucked away in her library.
Saved me a ton of hassle. No stressing over payments or cracking payment passwords.
Playtime on each? Barely an hour.
Why? Did the gatekeeper tell her to delete it, newbie? Nah, the rest of the series had low hours too.
Either a massive hoarder or someone with zero self-control. Personally, hoping for the former. My head was still swimming with worries about rent and bills.
Yeah. Problems galore.
That million won in her wallet would hold me over for a bit, but after?
College student? What major?
Freshman? How long till graduation? Scholarships doable?
How the hell was I gonna keep food on the table?
Civil service exam? I'd forgotten everything.
Ugh. No. Not the priority right now.
Odin's Daughter was.
Downloaded, sure, but only about ten minutes played. Should be fine to dive right in.
A hollow laugh escaped me. A local S-rank beauty Odinson newbie?
What, some golden unicorn with three horns?
I shut off the shower and squeezed out some shampoo. Whoa. What is this scent? Everything here's looked stupidly expensive.
Screw it. Just enjoy.
Skin care? All-in-one.
...A girl using all-in-one? With this skin?
"Balance is one trash game..."
I toweled off my hair roughly and stepped out of the bathroom. Buck naked.
No headspace for dressing. Shampoo to blow-dry—every step was a chore.
Just shoulder-length hair took forever. No matter how much hot air I blasted it with, it felt nothing like drying my old hair. Totally different beast.
Now I got why girls use two towels.
Once I wrangled the soggy mess, I could finally get dressed.
Hooking the bra was a first. I wasn't the type to cross-dress or anything.
Fastening it on my own body felt weird and unfamiliar, but hey, not rocket science.
After all that fumbling, I finally collapsed into a chair.
Felt like damn near an hour... Explained why Mom always took forever in the bath.
I grabbed my phone first.
Thank God the password matched the computer's. Saved me from caveman status.
Top priority, obviously.
Tapping the URL was no easy feat.
I raised and lowered my thumb, hesitating forever before finally hitting it—and even longer to actually look.
"..."
Not Backside.
...Relief? Or not? Couldn't tell.
No. Definitely relief.
Doppelganger aside, if a perfectly fine Lee Jin-cheol existed in this world and I might bump into him? That'd feel weird.
Just in case, I poked around the search bar.
'Backside' 'Let's See Backside' 'National Team Straight Sword'
No results.
I was pretty well-known in the Odinson community. If even that turned up nothing, I really wasn't here.
Checked my builds too, just to be sure: 'Elven Sword Spear' 'Axe Spear Dragon Knight' 'Faith Dagger'. Stuff I'd popularized.
Nada.
Yeah, nothing.
...If I'm gone, Potbelly Uncle probably never started PvP either?
Searched Potbelly too. Same deal.
At this point, safe to say.
This world was totally different from mine.
No Lee Jin-cheol. No Backside-Potbelly duo. No weekly Sunday Colosseum hamburger wars in Oma Gal.
...Beats me. Relief? Bittersweet?
Whatever. Maybe this world's me never picked up Odinson... Nah, unlikely.
If there's even a shot, I'd cling to this game through hell or high water.
Heart a little lighter, I scrolled down.
Couldn't ignore the loneliness, though.
Eleven years of my life hung there. Gone? Kinda hollow.
But you gain some, you lose some.
Alright. What's the vibe in this gallery?
"...? Modern Controls?"
Modern? What the hell?
Combos on one button... click-click?
Pfft. Joke, right?
Rhythm-command inputs are Odinson's roots!
...What? Inertia heavily toned down?
No Afterimage Delay Cancel needed for inertia?
How's it Odinson without that?
"This..."
This crap...
Odinson?