Chapter 73
Chapter 73
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 73
Chapter Title: [Reality] Shopping for Clothes? (1)
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Maybe because I skipped Legend of Hiios last night and went straight to bed.
Waking up, my body felt refreshed for the first time in ages—like I'd finally gotten a solid night's sleep.
The exhaustion from all that chaos with the variant gates felt like it had been blown away in one go by that sweet slumber.
Especially my mind—it was crystal clear.
Physical fatigue? Blessing of the Earth restores it to full anyway.
Aaah, when am I gonna get a mental-type skill?
"Yaaawn."
Propping myself up on my elbows, I stretched.
A satisfying series of cracks echoed through my body—felt damn good.
I grabbed my smartphone to check the time.
I'd set an alarm last night, but I woke up before it even went off—no need to worry about turning it off and crashing again.
Perfect timing.
As I went to unlock the screen, I spotted the missed call notification in the status bar.
Ah, calls I missed because I had it on silent yesterday.
Ah-rin probably went home and told everyone I'm alive and well, so no need to call back.
I tapped the notification just to clear that red number.
What the...?
Why is it only Ah-rin who called?
Didn't she say Mom called yesterday?
'Signal must've been fucked near the gate.'
Gates and their surroundings often mess with electronics and comms, so hunters use special mana-infused gear.
Mom's call probably didn't register because we were near the gate.
Then Ah-rin called later after Mom told her to check on me, and that's when the signal kicked back in.
Nothing else makes sense.
No reason for Ah-rin to lie to me.
'Might as well switch to a hunter phone while I'm thinking about it.'
I always sang about wanting to awaken, but figured it wouldn't happen—awakening isn't for everyone.
Now that I have, time for a hunter phone.
Now that I'm up, let's check the daily quest.
[1. Squats (0/100)]
Reward: Trait Point 1P
[2. Eat a Healthy Meal (0/1)]
Reward: Trait Point 1P
[3. Belt Out Songs at Karaoke (0/1)]
Reward: Trait Point 1P
[Completion Reward: Random Box (Lowest Grade)]
Different from yesterday.
Yesterday it was shower, push-ups, buy clothes.
Today: squats, healthy meal, karaoke.
"What the hell's the pattern?"
Showering and exercise make sense, but karaoke? Does the system think I'm stressed and need to blow off steam?
But this system's been ignoring me, so probably no personality there.
Totally inscrutable, but the difficulty's still rock bottom.
It's like it's spoon-feeding me.
'Rewards are the same.'
1 point each, all done gets lowest random box.
Hope for something good today.
Knock out what I can right away.
Squats first—100 reps.
Bodyweight squats are barely a warm-up for me now.
Too light; collapsing into position feels like a chore.
"Hm..."
The system just checks completion, but doing it like this feels pointless—just moving for no reason.
Still a daily, so better than skipping. Maybe add meaning: weighted squats when it asks for squats?
Boosts stats too. Gotta check out a hunter gym later.
'One down anyway.'
Left: eat and karaoke.
Meeting Ah-rin to shop anyway, so eat after we split.
Healthy meal—bibimbap or salad? Avoid burgers?
'Nah, knowing this system, grabbing some veggies with a meal might count.'
Test it later. Just one meal today.
As long as it's done by end of day. Karaoke on the way home—coin booth.
Then rest, hit Hunter Market to appraise the Fengyang Pills.
My soulmate three-section staff died fighting the double-headed Minotaur... time for a new weapon.
Not loaded, so nothing fancy—a few hundred thousand won E-Rank or F-Rank weapon.
"Alright, shower and head out."
Grabbed a towel and headed to the bathroom.
"...It was summer."
Stepping out of my apartment building, the wave of heat hit me, and some familiar line slipped out.
Cicadas screaming their horny mating calls everywhere.
Clear blue skies, blazing sun—hot as hell.
'Feels nice, though.'
Back in the day, I'd be sweating buckets, shirt pits soaked before I even started walking.
Stats up or traits? I feel the heat, but no sweat.
Hunter privilege, I guess.
Meeting spot: station plaza, under the clock tower by the pissing angel fountain.
Local landmark—like Hachiko statue for weebs.
Dunno why our meetup spot is the pissing angel, but everyone uses it.
Kid me drank from it, even swam in it. Memories.
Phone check: 10:30 AM.
Meet at 11, so 30 minutes early.
Too early? Haven't set plans in forever, misjudged travel time.
'Why'd she wanna meet so early?'
11 AM is dawn for a gamer like me.
Thanks to early bed, I'm in top form, though.
Grousing inwardly, I picked up the pace.
Plaza was packed even on a weekday—people waiting, rushing around.
Grabbed a bench by the fountain.
Whoosh—cool water jet from the angel's dick filling the basin.
Staring at it, I compared...
'Cute.'
Old me might've felt inferior—even the statue's bigger.
Not anymore.
Who am I? 18.2cm owner.
Plus infinite stamina as bonus.
Different league.
'Dicklet.'
Savoring that smug victory, I people-watched from the bench.
Then, an item in my inventory popped into mind.
Swish.
A small glass bottle appeared in my palm.
Cheap tacky perfume bottle with heart-shaped cap, pink liquid sloshing inside.
The [Low-Grade Lucky Pervert Perfume] from yesterday's random box.
[Low-Grade Lucky Pervert Perfume]
Grade: F
Spray immediately increases the probability of light lewd incidents with the opposite sex for 30 minutes.
Effects: Accidental touches, minor exposures, awkward situations, etc.
Caution: Low-grade, so nothing extreme. May backfire based on relationship/context—use wisely.
Meeting Ah-rin soon... serious dilemma.
'Should I... use it now?'
I'm torn as fuck.
Shouldn't feel this way about my little sis, but thinking of Ah-rin gets me rock hard.
I try not to show it, hold back... but instincts gonna instinct.
Hand brushes, trip into a hug, changing room door ajar while picking clothes...
Low-grade means tame, which is hotter—tease over full show.
'It's just item effect.'
Not intentional harassment.
Act of god.
Ah-rin's chill; she'd know it's not on purpose, just curse me out and move on.
Worth the risk?
'We're siblings.'
Bumps happen.
We bathed together as kids.
Adults now, but accident? Forgivable.
Just a slight probability boost—not guaranteed.
So maybe okay? Expected mishap.
...Nah.
"...No, this ain't it."
Sigh, tucked the perfume back into inventory.
"Not using it."
Even tempting, gotta have some conscience.
Think about yesterday.
Who saved me from losing 700k to scammers? Ah-rin.
Today's dragging her ass out to fix my fashion disaster.
Use this on her to scratch an itch? Nah.
'That's not human.'
I chase urges, but don't bite the hand that feeds.
Big bro doesn't backstab sis.
"Good restraint, Jun."
Save it for Love and Peace.
That world's comics, strangers—spray wild there.
Drift off waiting.
Sudden buzz around me.
"Whoa... jackpot."
"Holy shit, you see that girl?"
"Celebrity? Who?"
"Huge..."
People stopping, staring one way.
Some couples: girls pinching guys.
"Oppa, where you looking?!"
"N-no, just thought she was a celeb..."
"Liar! You were staring at her tits!"
"I'm telling you no! Dying here, seriously."
Guys can't peel eyes off, even getting smacked; girls jealous mix.
"Proportions—model?"
"Face so small. Impossible."
"Plastic surgery. No natural tits like that."
Everyone reacting same.
Who's causing this riot? Idol dropping by?
Curious, I look...
"...Huh?"
Stunned for a sec.
A woman walking toward the fountain.
Silver hair shimmering, scattering sunlight with each step; flawless porcelain skin glowing transparent.
Red eyes sucking you in on contact—mesmerizing.
Tight white crop top hugging slim waist contrasting bountiful bust.
Short denim skirt, sleek long legs below.
Pretty doesn't cut it.
Overwhelming presence warping space.
Turns the world black-and-white around her.
'...Ah-rin?'
My little sister.
"Holy..."
I knew she was cute.
Knew my sis was smoking hot.
Always pretty.
But today? Overkill.
Usually casual; dressed up proper now...
Gulp.
Mouth flooded, swallowed hard.
Fuck.
Should've used that pervert perfume.
Horny as hell.
Sis scanned around near fountain.
Gaze magnets everywhere, but she ignores like it's normal.
Spots me, approaches with a grin.
"Early bird, huh?"
"Yeah, eyes popped open early. You too."
"Eh, had stuff nearby."
Stuff?
What errand gets her dolled up morning?
Boyfriend meet?
Jealous spike—pushed down.
Not my place as bro.
Though I'd snap his legs if we met.
Pre-awakening? Nah. Now? Hunter easy.
"Errand done?"
"Yeah, no biggie."
Chatting, whispers around us.
"Her with that guy?"
"World's unfair. Goddess with him?"
"Chaebol heir?"
"Saved a country last life."
"Beauty and the Beast, straight up."
I get it.
Not handsome.
Honest? Kinda ugly.
Sis? Celeb-level, anyone sees.
Reactions natural.
But...
'What the fuck, assholes.'
Beauty/Beast, chaebol bullshit—pisses me off.
Wish she was my girl, yeah.
Jerk to sis-lookalikes, rape fantasies post-awakening, fap after her shower...
Pathetic, I know.
But she's my blood sis.
Never happen.
Right?
"Let's go."
Sis ignores chatter, leads the way.
Following her...
Regretted not spraying earlier, but good call.
Sprayed? Lost control, did something irreversible.