The Sword Saint Who Does Anything?
Thank goodness. Everyone's safe. After confirming their safety, my consciousness faded away.
The system is extremely unstable.
"I believed you'd come, sis! But... sis, what the hell happened to your clothes?!"
Yumi rushed over first, wrapping me in her guild cloak.
"Guys! No, everyone, stop staring and turn around right now! Hurry!"
Cheol-ho oppa and the rest of the party members hurriedly turned their backs. Among them, one guild member whose name I didn't know raised his voice loudly.
"Reporting the situation to Sword Saint Sia Seong Hunter-nim! One leg injury from falling rocks, total of three injured, but thanks to Jeong Yumi Hunter-nim, no life-threatening issues. However, we're short on mana potions, and..."
The whispers from the giggling crowd pierced my ears as the report continued. I pulled out high-grade healing potions and mana potions from my inventory.
"We'll recover and immediately begin evacuation procedures."
The people taking the potions couldn't hide their admiration.
"How much do these even cost...? Thank you!"
"Hey, hey, should we not drink these and sell 'em?"
"If you disrespect my sis's kindness, I won't let it slide!"
Yumi gulped down the blue mana potion and started groping my body.
"Hold still, sis. Stay put. The blessing should handle it, but let me check your status first."
Stay... still...?
The system is extremely unstable.
Her words locked onto my consciousness like shackles. My body froze solid, staring blankly into space.
Why... why won't my body move? It feels like control of my body belongs to someone else. Like watching a movie screen, dazed. My consciousness floated a handspan above my body, spectating the movements of the doll called 'Sia Seong.'
Anyway, thank goodness we're all safe.... Tension melted away completely.
It feels like a dream. When was the last time I slept in a bed...? Probably over a week ago.... They say people die without sleep for a week, but that must be a lie? My brain's already a mess, my whole body's a total wreck. What the hell happened to me? I want to rest.... For some reason, the incubation pod comes to mind. I want to sleep sweetly inside the pod.
Yumi's expression was deadly serious.
"Sis. How are you even standing? Your body's completely wrecked! This is serious. Impossible. Are you superhuman? I can't understand how you're even alive. It's a total mess!"
Huh? Is it...?
"Sis? I'm not a doctor, so I can't judge exactly, but your bones might be completely twisted. Internal injuries are severe too. Let's go to the hospital now. Okay? Sis! You'll die like this!"
"It's fine thanks to Regeneration's Blessing."
Ignoring her, Yumi rubbed my stomach.
"Sis, your belly feels especially weird! What's wrong?"
When Yumi lightly pressed my lower abdomen, a heavy throbbing pulsed deep inside. An unpleasant bloating sensation, like something was fully packed in there. It felt like it would spill out any second.
My mouth moved on its own.
"My belly has minotaur semen..."
Cheol-ho oppa cut me off.
"Sia!"
"Sis, what's a minotaur?"
Yumi asked back, but Cheol-ho oppa spoke first.
"Finding the exit should be priority, right? What do you think?"
"Then I'll find the exit first."
I shook off Yumi's support and took the lead.
"Whoa??? Alright, since the Sword Saint-nim is back, let's find the exit first!"
Cheol-ho oppa awkwardly smoothed over the tense atmosphere and followed behind me.
With each step, an unpleasant foreign sensation sloshed between my legs. Sticky, hot liquid kept trickling down my thighs. White fluid dripped, plop, plop, onto the floor.
From behind me, whispers from hunters from other guilds stabbed into my ears.
"Songpil. Doesn't something look like it's dripping from under the Sword Princess-nim's skirt?"
"Dunno. Wanna hit up that place after we're done?"
"Oh, that place? Sure."
"Hey, heard the rumor? They've got an ultra-premium SSS-class ace there, the Crimson Flame Mage, you know?"
"That public hunter or whatever, Yeom Hwa-rin?"
"Yeah, apparently a dead ringer for her showed up."
"Fuck, bullshit. It's all hype, man. They probably grabbed some lookalike, plastic surgery'd her, and set her up."
"Nah, Songpil, I heard you can't even afford it unless you're S-rank or higher."
"Sigh, crazy bastards. If it's real, I'd hand over all my mana stones and more."
They didn't even notice the monsters approaching....
"Sia! Sorry! Handle it!"
"Yes!"
We safely exited the gate. As expected, Jongno 3-ga was packed with crowds all the way to Cheonggyecheon Stream.
A news channel reporter thrust a mic at me like she'd been waiting.
"Sia Seong Hunter-nim! You cleared two A-rank dungeons in a week—what's your comment?"
Yumi adjusted the cloak around me and responded to the reporter in my place.
"Baekya Guild can't do interviews today. Let's go, sis."
The reporter's request tugged at me, so I snatched the mic.
"Yes. A-rank dungeons are extremely dangerous, so hunters need to be cautious. Especially boss monsters—they have unpredictable patterns and powerful reproductive instincts, so female hunters need extra care."
"Pardon? Uh... yes?"
The flustered reporter's eyes widened, and so did the cameraman's.
"This is exclusive footage. Exclusive—the Sword Saint giving an interview."
Yumi looked up at me in disbelief as I responded to the interview.
"Sis, what's gotten into you? You hate going on TV."
"One moment, Sia Seong Hunter-nim!"
I answered the barrage of questions without holding back. Once the interview ended, fans clamored.
"Autographs, please!"
I picked up a pen at their request. "Yes. I'll do it."
"Sis! Me too!"
"Please wait a moment."
20, 30... 100 people. I repeatedly wrote my name on paper, photos, even someone's forearm.
Yumi pushed my back.
"Sis. That's enough. Rewards have been distributed ages ago—let's go. You need rest. Seriously. Okay?"
A guy far back in line got angry.
"Hey, flat-chest, don't interfere!"
"Yeah, first fan signing in forever—don't ruin it!"
"What did you say? The more I hear..."
A burly arm in plate armor parted the fans and me.
"I'm Baekya Guild's Wang Cheol-ho."
"So what? Move!"
Cheol-ho oppa bellowed.
"The Sword Saint Hunter-nim had a rough day, and you 'fans' are like this? Huh?!"
"Our goddess said she'd do it—what gives you the right to butt in?!"
"I'm trying to be nice, but... you wanna step out? What? Butt in? Got words for me? Come out here, punk!"
As the commotion grew, police stepped in to calm things.
"Sis, let's go."
After dodging the crowd, two day-party members who'd been with us were still waiting.
They bowed 90 degrees.
"Thanks to you, we survived. Thank you!"
"It was a valuable experience!"
Cheol-ho oppa shoved one guy's back. He looked about 30-ish.
"You serious?"
"..."
"Ha... Sword Saint Hunter-nim! I'm Kim Song-pil Hunter, joined as a day-party member today."
"Yes. And?"
"Your guildmate set up an after-party—would you join us? No, after seeing the Sword Saint-nim's skills today, I'm in awe. Please grace us as the star and share your secrets on getting so strong..."
"Puhaha!"
Cheol-ho oppa clutched his belly, roaring with laughter.
"Man, you're really going for it. Sia... absolutely never!"
I decided to grant Kim Song-pil's request. Or rather, that impulse seized me.
"After-party... shall we go?"
Cheol-ho oppa, who'd been snickering, looked stunned at my unexpected reply, like he'd been hit.
"Wha... huh? For real? Sia, you sure you're okay?"
He was so shocked he stuttered. Not just him—Yumi and all the guild members stared at me in disbelief.
"It's fine. Is there a problem?"
"No, should I reserve?"
"Cheol-ho oppa! Dude!! What, possessed by the drinking ghost or something?"
"She's going!"
Song-pil scratched his head.
"Uh... that guy said absolutely not. Haha. Guess I caught your eye. Haha, can we exchange contacts?"
"Phone numbers okay?"
"Pardon? Even better. Was gonna ask for Hunter Messenger ID. Jackpot."
"Hold up!"
Cheol-ho oppa grabbed my arm—probably for the first time in his life.
"This won't do. Come here."
He dragged me aside, whispering with Yumi.
"Something's off, right?"
"Didn't notice? Sis is 100% yes-mode right now. She's even using polite speech on me."
After huddling, they returned.
"Sia, got something important to say. Wanna come?"
"Yes."
I... need the bathroom... Feels like I'll burst any second.
They took me to an empty space. Unable to hold it, I crossed my legs tightly.
"Sia. You're acting weird today. Be honest—what happened?"
Cheol-ho oppa's question puzzled me.
"I'm perfectly normal."
Yumi teared up, grabbing my hand.
"Sis, don't lie. You've been off since earlier. Did the boss hit you with a mental attack? Why polite speech to me?!"
Mental attack...?
"Sis... what happened in the gate today. Remember?"
"I defeated the boss. Rescued party members. No other incidents."
"No, besides that. Why you're saying all this weird stuff."
"I don't remember. Minor memory loss during quests is normal."
At my answer, Cheol-ho oppa and Yumi exchanged glances. He took a deep breath, resolute.
"Sia. What we're about to do... is to help you. No other intent. Just... wanna test something."
"Test?"
"Yeah. Super simple. Sia, raise your right hand."
The moment he finished, I shot my right hand up.
"......"
Their faces hardened. Yumi demanded.
"Then say, 'I like Cheol-ho oppa the most.'"
"I like Cheol-ho oppa the most."
What are they trying to confirm?
Yumi was on the verge of bawling.
"Sis... what do we do.... Sob."
"Yumi, don't misunderstand. It's a classic test from a book."
"Classic method...? Okay, got it."
He asked with dead seriousness, swallowing hard. The air grew heavy fast.
"Sia, by any chance..."
"...?"
"Can you... show me your breasts?"
Yumi smacked his back repeatedly.
"What?! Oppa! Pervert?! Ugh! I hoped for nothing—idiot me. Read porn instead of books? Crazy in this situation? I can't go on! For real!"
"No, I have my reasons! Gotta make her do something Sia would never. I'm ready to die for this."
"Sis, don't. Absolutely don't."
"We have to confirm."
"Sis. Don't. It's enough already."
I alternated glances between Cheol-ho oppa and sniffling Yumi.
Show your breasts. Don't do it. The two commands clashed.
Very slowly, my hand went to my shirt buttons. One, two—buttons undone, white skin exposed.
"Gasp!"
The instant my hand reached for my bra hook, Cheol-ho oppa panicked.
"Stop! Enough! Stop, Sia!"
At his shout, I halted.
Is it done? I buttoned my shirt back up, tilting my head.
Yumi finally sobbed, turning away.
"This seems spot on, huh?"
"Yeah, oppa. Break spell won't work. Must be something non-magical."
Hit by what? I buttoned up, head still tilted.
"Is that enough? What next?"
Cheol-ho oppa shot up.
"Yumi, no time for after-party. Contact guild—find someone who can fix this."
"Wait, oppa, I saw online... Hunter Association has the top psychiatric doctor. Contact them first?"
"Oh yeah, heard that too. Who was it? Name's... I'll report to guild master. This is no joke. Serious."
"Yeah. Let's get sis out and head to the Association. I think."
The Association... no. Instinct screamed.
"Okay. Association it is."
"First, tidy up. Okay?"
Yumi stroked my hair.
"Don't worry. Sis, you'll be fine soon. Wanna nap a bit?"
Irresistible drowsiness flooded me. No... if we go to the Association... something...