Chapter 142

“Hey. You causing trouble as soon as you log in?”

“Trouble?”

“Yeah, trouble. How long has it been since you joined the guild, and you’re already killing members of another guild? And of all guilds, the Munchkin Cat guild.”

“How do you know that?”

“Sigh. On the Conflict Map, guild names and nicknames don’t show up, but it does show which guild killed which guild member.”

“Really? But isn’t that what the PVP Dedicated Map is for? What’s the big deal?”

“Ugh. You really haven’t changed at all, even after taking a break.”

“That’s a compliment, right? Thanks?”

“*Sigh*.”

The man, who was both a real-life friend and a long-time gaming buddy in Leore, was speechless at his friend’s reaction.

“What’s the problem? I didn’t go on a killing spree. I only killed one person.”

“If it were any other guild, it wouldn’t have been a big deal, and I wouldn’t have said anything. The problem is that the guild member you killed was from the Munchkin Cat guild.”

“Munchkin Cat? Never heard of it.”

The man, who was also the guild master, tried to recall the famous guilds from when he last played Leore. But Munchkin Cat wasn’t among them.

“Since you’ve been away, you wouldn’t know. Listen, Munchkin Cat is currently one of the most famous guilds not just in Korea, but globally.”

“Oh, really? No wonder. If it’s such a famous guild, it makes sense that there’s a pretty girl in it. She wasn’t bad-looking.”

“Wait, you killed a female player?”

“Yeah. She was really pretty.”

“You… don’t tell me you killed Arang? No, there’s no way you could’ve killed Arang.”

“Arang? Is she a female player? And hey, do you not know my skills? I’ve reached PVP Challenger before. You think I’d lose to a girl?”

The man was baffled by his friend’s words. He had even received professional offers before quitting Leore, and here his friend was acting like he’d obviously lose to a female player.

“Wait, the girl I killed had a name similar to Arang.”

“Don’t tell me it was Ian-na…?”

“Yeah, that’s it. Ian-na. Is she famous?”

“Sigh… I thought it was a relief it wasn’t Arang, but now it seems like an even worse situation…”

The man’s friend and guild master, Kim Gibeom, grabbed his head in frustration.

Arang and Ian-na. They were the users and guild members you absolutely shouldn’t mess with in Leore.

Arang. Currently the highest-rated player in Leore and the first in Korea to achieve WFK (World First Kill). She’s the leader of Mea’d, the strongest raid party in Leore, and has a close relationship with Reina, the leader of Mea’d. Together, they’ve formed joint raid parties and achieved WFK in hunts, making her the most famous player in Leore.

Ian-na. Arang’s older sister, a founding member of Mars, and the daughter of the company’s CEO. Although she has stepped down from her position as the Korean representative of Mars, her influence is beyond imagination.

In Leore and in real life, the sisters Ian-na and Arang wield immense power. And the guild they belong to is none other than Munchkin Cat.

“So she’s that famous? Hmm… interesting.”

“Have you finally lost it?”

“What’s the problem? This is just a game. It’s not real life. It’s a game where killing isn’t illegal, and it’s a PVP map designed for players to kill each other.”

“Ugh. This guild ranking season is doomed.”

“Why are you so scared? It’s not a 1v1 arena. We have plenty of guild members, and they’re all skilled.”

“The problem isn’t just facing Munchkin Cat. Right now, the rising guilds are Kang Hangeul’s guild and Mea’d. Just these two alone mean our guild’s ranking this season is already toast.”

“The guild master is already scared. Don’t worry. If they’re that famous, it also means they have a lot of enemies.”

==

The man, now intrigued by Munchkin Cat and the sisters Arang and Ian-na, discovered something interesting while researching the guild.

“Wow… Ihayan is here?”

The man smiled when he found out that Hayaan, whom he had always wanted to get close to, was still playing Leore.

Back when he was actively playing Leore, he had formed a raid party and even organized offline meetups. It was at one of these meetups that he met Hayaan.

The moment he saw Hayaan, he wanted to win her over. During the offline meetup, he tried to charm her, but Hayaan, feeling uncomfortable, kept rejecting him.

Her constant refusals and clear dislike for him annoyed him greatly.

So, he tried a different approach.

Hayaan was naturally shy and didn’t have many friends in the game or within the raid party.

He used this to isolate her completely.

It was surprisingly easy.

The other female raid members, who were already envious of Hayaan’s beauty and figure, didn’t need much convincing.

It wasn’t that Hayaan had done anything wrong.

Couldn’t she heal? Didn’t she know the raid patterns? No.

Honestly, she was one of the most diligent players in the raid. But from the other women’s perspective, it was different.

After the offline meetup, the male raid members started talking to Hayaan more, giving her gifts, and focusing their attention on her.

It wasn’t that the other female members weren’t pretty. But Hayaan was on another level.

The male raid members were blocked by Hayaan’s defenses, while the female members, out of jealousy, slowly but surely isolated her.

Hayaan, being shy but not oblivious, noticed the situation and struggled with it. The man slowly approached her during this difficult time.

“This won’t take long.”

His plan was to gaslight the shy and vulnerable Hayaan into relying on him.

As a result, Hayaan started making more mistakes in the raid, and the overall atmosphere began to deteriorate.

The man, as the raid leader, pretended to protect Hayaan, further alienating her from the other raid members.

Eventually, Hayaan was completely ostracized from the raid.

==

“So… I decided I couldn’t stay in the raid anymore and said I was leaving. But…”

Hayaan frowned as she recalled [Gamha-View], the raid leader who had continuously approached her with bad intentions, and the raid members who had mentally tormented her.

Leaving the raid was simple.

[Gamha-View] had tried to stop her, but Hayaan was determined to leave and eventually blocked him when he started making veiled threats.

In Leore, you could block unwanted physical contact, actions, or even voices. Once blocked, the person’s face and voice would disappear, and physical contact would become impossible.

However, PVP was different. Even if you blocked someone, you could still attack and be attacked by them. Hayaan avoided PVP for this reason.

The problem arose after she left the raid.

“Posts targeting me started appearing on the Leore gallery…”

“Targeting you?”

“Yes…”

The posts on the incident board were about Pinkubelly, Hayaan’s character.

The content accused Pinkubelly of being a queen bee, coercing, threatening, badmouthing, and even causing the raid to fall apart.

In Leore, a virtual world where such incidents were common, the post didn’t gain much attention.

But Hayaan was deeply shaken.

“I see… That must have been really hard for you.”

Anna, who had listened to Hayaan’s story, trembled slightly as she recalled the past and hugged the distressed Hayaan.

‘He’s not just a beast, he’s a devil.’

Anna pondered how to deal with [Gamha-View], who had killed her and tormented Hayaan.

==

After a long day of playing Leore, I logged into the Leore gallery, hoping to find something interesting.

‘Huh? Why are there so many posts about Pinkubelly?’

With the new season update, the Leore gallery should have been filled with posts about the new content.

Like it was yesterday.

But now, about a third of the posts were about Pinkubelly.

And not just any posts—clearly hateful ones, judging by the titles.

‘What’s going on? What’s this about?’

I quickly tried to understand what was happening with Pinkubelly in the gallery.

‘Pinkubelly’s past controversy?’

I clicked on a post with nearly 1,000 comments.

The post detailed Pinkubelly’s alleged bad behavior in past raids.

At first glance, it seemed like a typical case of a queen bee causing trouble.

The problem was that the target was Pinkubelly.

‘There’s no way Pinkubelly would do something like that.’

I knew Pinkubelly well.

This was clearly someone trying to frame her.

‘Who dares mess with my friend?’

Ding. Ding. Ding.

Alerts started coming in on my access device.

The guild, raid, and alliance chat rooms were buzzing with discussions about Pinkubelly.

Everyone knew how kind Pinkubelly was and was worried about how she might be affected by the situation.

The problem was that Pinkubelly wasn’t responding to any messages.