I finished my work and only entered the neighborhood late at night.
As I walked, I remembered I hadn’t thanked Eonni Eun-A, so I took out my phone.
– Hello?
“Eonni Eun-A. Did you get home safe?”
– Yep! Jia and Jiu got home safe too.
“Sorry for the late thanks. I appreciate it, Eonni.”
– Hahaha, no big deal! I was too busy having fun with Ga-eul to even think.
“Come hang out again next time. It’ll be even more fun if you stay over.”
– Ah! That sounds great. Your rooftop room was awesome, right? So vibey.
“Right? It suits me so well. Perfect for smoking.”
– Yikes, cut it out! Ga-eul smokes way too much.
“Ugh. Now there’s two of them. Got it, Eonni, I’m home now. Let’s game together when you’re free.”
– Yeah, sounds good! Get inside safe.
“Alright, bye.”
I hung up and was about to open the rooftop room’s iron door when I noticed a box sitting at the entrance.
Seeing my name on the recipient label, it didn’t seem like a misdelivered package.
“Did Santa Grandpa leave a snack for our Pposiraegi?”
“I’m hungry.”
“Alright. Let’s go in and eat.”
“Okay.”
I tapped the box, and it didn’t feel like the weight of a normal box.
Crouching down, I slowly unwrapped it, only to be greeted by an ammo barrel.
“Ah, crap.”
“Totally unexpected!”
“Baekseol, where did you learn to talk like that?”
Ignoring Baekseol, who was rolling around skillfully above my head, I shoved the ammo barrel into the storage space.
“Let’s go in and eat.”
“Okay.”
“Rooftop, thatched house, or inside. Where do you wanna eat?”
“Thatched house!”
“Our Pposiraegi really loves the training ground, huh?”
“Love it!”
As I picked up Baekseol, who kept fidgeting and messing up my hair, the world flipped, and the space changed in an instant.
—Click, click.
“Whew—. The air’s nice.”
“Nice!”
Ding!
I handed Baekseol a bellflower, and she dashed to the table laid out on the porch.
It was the same spot where she’d dip flower petals in broth while I ate ramen.
“I ate so much meat earlier, I feel heavy. Maybe I’ll have ramen too. Baekseol, you want some broth?”
“Slurp.”
“Hmm. Your pronunciation doesn’t sound like a domestic rabbit. Repeat after me. Ramen broth.”
“Slurp.”
“Ra. Men. Broth.”
“Slurp.”
“····Foreign rabbit. Reveal your nationality!”
I lunged at Baekseol, rubbing my face against her soft belly, and she dropped the flower she was holding, causing a ruckus.
“Ticklish!”
“Don’t ignore me again.”
“I didn’t!”
Baekseol stepped back, waving the bellflower like a flag instead of a national one.
“Alright. Let’s eat.”
“Okay!”
Baekseol, who had been keeping her distance, suddenly bounced over and clung to me.
Holding the wriggling Baekseol, I carried her to the boiling water for noodles.
As I added the soup, the ramen cooked quickly.
“Baekseol is the broth. I am the noodles.”
“Yummm.”
I poured the broth into a small bowl for Baekseol and scooped the noodles directly from the pot.
Even though it’s the same ramen I always eat when I come here, sitting on the porch facing the wide field makes it delicious every time.
“Phew─.”
Slurp.
Every time I put the noodles in my mouth, the savory flavor of the scientifically crafted ramen spreads.
─Mmm.
While I was devouring the ramen, my phone, which I had set to vibrate, started buzzing.
“Yes, hello.”
– Hello, Ga-eul. This is Director Park Seong-woo.
The caller was the director from TG, whom I had visited before.
“Oh, it’s been a while.”
– Haha, indeed. The thing is, the model we talked about last time is ready, so I’m reaching out.
“It’s already done?”
– These days, competitors are in a speed race. This is actually a bit late.
“So when should I come by?”
– You can come as early as tomorrow, but since we’ve been slow, we’ll adjust to your schedule. We’re all set on our end.
“Got it. I’ll see you tomorrow then.”
– I’d appreciate that.
“Yes, see you tomorrow.”
– Yes, take care.
Click.
After hanging up, I finished the remaining ramen, and my heart started pounding belatedly.
My life changed after I started broadcasting.
I feel a sense of déjà vu.
“Ah, my whole body is already tingling. Baekseol, summon the wooden doll for me.”
At my words, Baekseol, who had been busy plucking petals, flicked her front paw.
Ding!
<Basic Training Ground ─▷ Beginner Training Ground>
<Tutorial to Enter the Beginner Training Ground>
A sudden change arrived.
The message displayed before me was waiting for my approval.
“Baekseol, what is this?”
“Get stronger.”
“What’s that?”
She always gives such quirky answers in these situations.
After answering, Baekseol went back to plucking petals as if nothing had happened.
“Hmm.”
The message floated quietly, waiting for my response.
As always, a single flick of my finger brought about many changes, and this time seemed no different.
As I pondered what to do, seeing Baekseol calmly eating made it seem like nothing major would happen.
Ding!
<Story Understanding>
The moment I moved my hand, the world flipped.
My legs went up to the sky, and my head slammed into the ground.
The world itself turned upside down, and my vision went dark.
***
“──!”
“…Huh?”
“I told you to wake up.”
As if nothing had happened, my darkened vision brightened, and my mind cleared.
“Sleeping sprawled out in the academy like that. What were you thinking?”
Slowly lifting my upper body from the desk, it seemed I had been taking a nap at school.
“Damn, where the hell am I?”
“Ha. Your tone is on the level of a street bum. Fits a commoner perfectly.”
I clearly remember a message about “Story Understanding” popping up and the world twisting, but no matter how hard I try to gather my thoughts, the guy next to me keeps picking fights.
“Shut the hell up, you bastard.”
*BANG!*
“How dare you!”
Seemingly provoked by my words, the guy sitting next to me shot up from his seat.
As I looked at the guy glaring at me from his standing position, I noticed his dazzling golden hair and a face that could make any woman cry.
“I was going to take you as my concubine, but you, a commoner, relying solely on your pretty face, have no sense of──····.”
It was hard to focus with this lunatic squawking in front of me.
I reached out and grabbed the shimmering golden hair that had been bothering my eyes.
“Gah! How dare you grab the prince’s hair! Let go!”
“Prince? You’re the prince?”
“You lowly creature! How dare you not recognize the prince! Gah!”
As I shook the guy’s hair, his whining turned into squawking.
“Want to become the bald prince? Should I pluck it out for you?”
“·····.”
“If you don’t want to shoot solar beams with your shiny head this summer, keep your mouth shut.”
I don’t know where I am, but I got one important piece of information.
Apparently, they haven’t overcome baldness in this place either.
“Baekseol! Pposiraegi!!”
Baekseol, who would come running and hug me whenever she heard my voice.
There’s no way she wouldn’t hear me, so it’s clear she’s not coming.
“Hey. Golden Sun.”
*Squawk!*
“Ahhh! It’s being pulled out! It’s being pulled out!!”
“Why aren’t you answering?”
“My name is Hoenberg von Gertrude.”
“Hoeng?”
“It’s not Hoeng····.”
*Squawk!*
“Gahhh! It’s Hoeng.”
“Alright, Hoeng. You wanna mess with me? What’s this concubine nonsense? You wanna die?”
“I fell in love with you at first sight when I saw you on your way to school!!”
The sudden public confession caused the crowd to buzz and squeal.
Seeing the so-called prince acting like this while his hair was being pulled, it was clear this place wasn’t normal.
“The first thing I saw wasn’t your face but the bottom of the desk?”
While I continued to question Hoeng and gather information, a group of people suddenly barged in.
Led by two men with black and silver hair, a group of heavily armored people, referred to as “full plate mail,” entered.
“Damn it, stop stop stop! One more step and I can’t guarantee this guy’s hair follicles.”
“Gahhh!”
I pushed the prince forward, and the approaching group quickly stopped.
“What’s your name?”
“Ho, Hoenberg.”
*Squawk!*
“Gahhhhoeeeng! It’s Hoeng!”
“Alright, kid. Who’s gonna cry ‘gah’? From now on, you cry ‘Hoeng.’ Got it?”
“Ho, Hoeng!”
A warning alarm went off in my head.
Everyone who barged in had their hands on their waists.
Each of them was carrying a sword.
Just as a strange tension was forming, a black-haired man with a cold expression stepped forward.
*Thud!*
“Kyaaaah!!!”
A handful of golden hair was pulled out, floating in the air.
“Are you deaf? Because of you, our sweetheart is suffering from circular hair loss. Take responsibility.”
*Thud.*
The black-haired man took another step forward, as if he really had eaten someone’s ear.
*Thud!*
“Kieeeek!!!”
“Damn it. This guy is now at 2nd circle.”
The black-haired man, who didn’t expect another pull, looked visibly flustered as he stepped closer.
“Come on. You can pull more. Thanks to you, this guy’s future dream is to become a grand mage.”
The black-haired man’s face stiffened, and his right hand began to move toward the sword at his waist.
Seeing his stance, I quickly locked his head under my arm and pressed the golden-haired guy’s face into my side.
Then, while holding onto the golden-haired guy’s hair, I took a sword-drawing stance.
“Huu—”
In one breath, I steadied both my body and spirit.
Strike first to win.
‘I’ll suppress him with the first strike. My first move.’
“Hoeng! Hoeng! Please, spare me. Please.”
As I heightened my senses and focused…
*Ding!*
*Ding!*
*Ding!*
*Ding!*
<Considering this is a tutorial>
<For safety, you will be forcibly returned>
The system alarm rang continuously like a warning, and the world flipped upside down.
Soon, familiarity returned.
The pleasant scent of grass.
The sound of Pposiraegi’s footsteps running toward me.
*Ding!*
<Story: You have failed the tutorial>
<Failure!>
<Crushing Failure!>
<Catastrophic Failure!>
<Apocalyptic Failure!>
…
…
…
…
*Ding!*
<It’s a complete disaster>
<This story was a **Romance Fantasy**>
“Damn it.”
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