Chapter 1

My parents passed away.

‘Sigh. I was already in a different world and feeling overwhelmed, and now all sorts of accidents are happening from the very next day.’

My name is Gye Se-hoon.

I’m a 22-year-old man who swapped bodies with “the me of this world” yesterday.

So, you can think of it as being transported to a parallel world.

Well, not much has changed in my life.

My name and appearance.

Age and gender.

The 70 billion in my bank account…

It decreased by 10 billion, but I didn’t care.

Anyway, everything important remained the same.

‘Except for the fact that my parents are gone, nothing much has changed…’

Ah. Come to think of it, there was one important thing.

The roles of men and women were reversed.

In this world, women are stronger, more sexually driven, and bear the duty of national defense.

It’s a so-called gender-reversed world.

The gender ratio is 2 men to 8 women.

I knew this because the memories of the parallel world’s me still remained.

‘But damn. I just got discharged not long ago, and now I feel unfairly treated. Did I enlist too early? If I knew I’d end up in a world like this, I wouldn’t have volunteered.’

Due to a petition from a gender group, the exemption for orphans from military service was abolished.

Almost all men had to serve in active duty.

I frowned, lamenting my fate.

Then, I felt some uncomfortable gazes from nearby.

I also heard some whispering.

“Look at that guy. His parents just died, and he doesn’t even bat an eye.”

“He’s always been like that since he was a kid. Never smiles, acts like he owns the world, and always gets into fights. Just ignore him.”

Relatives were openly criticizing me.

They were people I had no connection with in the previous world.

“Good-looking, but his personality is trash.”

“They should’ve beaten him more when he was a kid to teach him some manners. His parents were too soft.”

“Character is more important than looks for a man, tsk tsk.”

They’re not mice, but they’re squeaking like crazy.

The man who said character is important had a face worse than a deep-sea fish. Even with a good character, life would be tough for him.

Anyway, if you’re going to gossip, can’t you lower your voices? That’s just front-talk, not back-talk.

The relatives’ slander didn’t stop.

They seemed to have no sense of moderation.

Finally, I snapped and cursed.

“Shut the hell up. My ears are bleeding.”

“What?! How dare you talk to your elders like that?!”

“Elders should act like elders. Parents who abused me for 20 years died, and you expect me to cry and mourn? That’s not how elders should think. Anyway, I can’t stay here any longer, so I’m leaving.”

“You punk! It’s your parents’ funeral! Where do you think you’re going?!”

I walked past a bald woman pointing her finger at me and went outside.

I heard them saying, “Is he really leaving? Is he not coming back?” but I ignored them.

They can handle the funeral themselves.

After all, the deceased aren’t my real parents.

They’re just the parents of the me from this parallel world.

And if they were my real parents, I wouldn’t have come to the funeral in the first place.

Those bastards abandoned me at an orphanage when I was a baby and ran away.

…Well, maybe they would’ve come.

To dance a tap dance at the funeral home with joy.

Anyway, there’s no way I’d mourn.

Whether it’s the parents from the previous world or this one.

‘These parents were trash too.’

From what I remember, these parents weren’t normal either.

They didn’t abandon me at an orphanage, but they were abusive scumbags.

Their attitude only changed after I became an adult.

When they found out I made a fortune through luck, they started acting like good parents, pretending the past never happened.

‘Even in a different world, the essence of people doesn’t change, huh?’

Anyway, coming here just ruined my mood.

I should’ve just stayed away like I initially thought.

I came because I didn’t want to be a burden to my relatives, but who knew they’d be such idiots.

‘Sigh. Let’s just go home.’

I got into my car.

It was a 1-ton truck, the Porter 2, which I picked up before coming to the funeral home.

‘Men and trucks, a perfect match.’

By the way, the me in this world didn’t have a car.

I was devastated that my beloved “Bungbungi” was gone, but since I had plenty of money, I bought a new one right away.

‘It’s a bit disappointing that it’s automatic.’

I’m originally a stick-shift guy.

It’s a preference I developed while serving as a driver in the military.

Maybe because my first taste was manual.

Automatic cars feel bland and boring.

But now, I had to compromise with automatic.

Because the me in this world only had a Class 2 license.

‘I’ll get a Class 1 license later. Or maybe even a Class 1 heavy license while I’m at it.’

After starting the engine, I headed straight home without detouring.

***

My house is a countryside house located on the outskirts of Gyeonggi Province.

I built it new for 5 billion.

I bought the land and added various facilities, so I think it’s a fair price.

‘I was worried this house might disappear like Bungbungi, but thankfully it didn’t.’

Passing the swimming pool in the yard.

I entered the house through the front door and immediately stood in front of a full-length mirror.

‘Hmm.’

As I mentioned earlier.

My appearance is the same.

I haven’t measured my height, but it seems to be 185 cm as before.

However, there’s a slight sense of unfamiliarity.

‘What is it? Why do I look more handsome?’

I don’t know what’s different.

Nothing has really changed.

Yet, I look more attractive than the me from the previous world.

‘Damn. This makes me look like a narcissist…’

I turned my eyes away from the mirror and threw myself onto the sofa, which was as big as a bed.

Then, I tilted my head back and stared blankly at the ceiling.

A fancy chandelier came into view.

‘……’

No thoughts.

I became thoughtless.

“Sex.”

I’m bored and tired.

At first, I was a bit excited about being in a different world. I was even overwhelmed.

Not anymore.

On the way home, I thought about it slowly, and realized that coming to this world hasn’t changed my life at all.

‘…What should I do now?’

It’s the same.

The previous world and this world aren’t much different.

Realizing that made me feel powerless again.

I’ve been feeling like this since I was discharged.

I’m so bored I could go crazy.

Should I re-enlist?

That thought crossed my mind, and I quickly shook my head.

‘No way I’m re-enlisting. I almost did something crazy.’

But in this world, it might feel like being in the women’s army, so maybe military life would be fun? The temptation arose, but the military is the military. It’s definitely not a fun place.

‘Or should I take up a hobby or something?’

As a high school graduate, there’s no way I could get a decent job at a proper company.

Then, I could just do a simple part-time job, but…

‘That’s also a bit…’

No matter how I think about it, working as a hobby feels like a scam. Since I’m not in need, I’d probably slack off at work.

My personality is also a problem.

It’s a bit too much for me to be a functioning member of society.

‘I’d probably just end up fighting with people like earlier.’

It’s a bit embarrassing to say it myself, but I’m a rag.

Not that my body is a rag.

I mean my mouth is a rag that can’t stop cursing.

In the military, I was initially a problem soldier.

I cursed at seniors and officers.

Going to the brig was a given.

Later, even the officers and seniors started saying, “This guy doesn’t change even after going to the brig. Just let him do what he wants.”

Curses like “Oh! F*cking loyalty!” were treated as jokes.

Of course, it was possible because I knew where to draw the line.

Unless I was excited, elated, out of it, or spaced out, I could control my cursing.

‘The military was hell, but… looking back, the officers and seniors were all good people.’

It hasn’t even been a year, but I already miss them.

I wonder what they’re doing in this world.

‘I’d like to meet them for a drink… Nothing’s as fun as military stories.’

Sadly, there’s no way to contact them now.

I have no connections here, and I don’t use social media.

“Sigh…”

I let out a deep sigh and lay down on the sofa.

Then, I reminisced.

About the memories of the me who lived here.

‘When I was in the military, the me in this world was… damn.’

I tried to recall if he did anything interesting, but he was just like me.

A guy who spent his days spacing out at home.

A human ATM who would promptly send money whenever his parents asked.

‘He lived a more pathetic life than me.’

Before this house was completed, he didn’t even invest in himself, just lived day by day in a 300,000 won monthly rent studio.

Just thinking about it makes me feel miserable.

“Ah!!! Damn it!!!!!!”

Before my mood got worse, I jumped up and cursed.

If I stay like this, I’ll become a recluse.

Let’s do something, anything.

Since I don’t want to work, let’s find a hobby.

‘First, let’s try gaming. It’s the most common hobby.’

I turned on my computer and installed any game I could find.

A day passed.

Two days passed…

On the third day, I forced myself to focus on the game, but it wasn’t fun at all.

I tried to get into it by watching internet broadcasts and studying strategies, but…

Wait.

Internet broadcasts?

‘…Should I try broadcasting? Everyone on broadcasts looks so happy.’

That was the moment I decided to start broadcasting.

***

If you have a thought, act on it immediately.

That’s my belief.

Of course, it’s a belief I just formed today.

Anyway, I immediately turned on the broadcast and waited endlessly for viewers to come in.

These days, unpretentious and straightforward men are trending, right?

Well, I have no intention of forcing a kind persona.

Fake personas are bound to be exposed eventually.

I can’t control my dirty personality and rag-like mouth.

Yeah. Let’s boldly show my true self from the start.

As I was thinking that…

『’Yothokkoong with a toothpick poking’ has entered.』

Finally, the first viewer entered my broadcast.

The wait was worth it.

I greeted them with joy.

“Oh. Welcome? If you’re here, throw some money at me, you b*tch.”

『’Yothokkoong with a toothpick poking’ has left.』

…Is this not it?

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