[TS] Became a Peach Saint – Chapter 131

Thud.

Something squishy feels like it’s creeping up from the soles of my feet.

—Crash!

“Don’t ever underestimate peaches again.”

[⚔️No one underestimated you, sir!]

[⚔️Whoa, what’s happening? My body’s floating!]

[⚔️I know that move—it’s the Shindal Kick!]

Mega Punch, slammed into the corner of the ring, is trembling uncontrollably.

If I hadn’t pulled back at the last second and redirected the force, my face would’ve exploded.

Out of habit, I reach for a cigarette, only to find thick gloves on my hands.

“Man-wook, my cigarette.”

“Yep.”

[⚔️Room Master, no smoking indoors!]

[⚔️LOLOLOL]

Man-wook, who’s now close to the ring, places a cigarette in my mouth.

—Flick, flick.

“Phew—”

The cigarette smoke, tinting the ring hazy, slips through the cracks of the window.

After smoking for a while, Mega Punch, who had been knocked out, staggers back up.

“Gasp, gasp. Wh-what happened?”

“What do you mean? You were knocked out, sir.”

Seems like his memory’s gone for a moment.

Probably feels like he got hit by a dump truck.

“Man-wook.”

Like he reads my mind, he snatches the cigarette from my mouth.

Then he puts it in his own and takes a drag.

What a ridiculous guy.

Even under my incredulous stare, he silently laughs like it’s the funniest thing and finishes the cigarette.

[⚔️Damn, I’m so jealous.]

[⚔️Ultimate envy.]

[⚔️In my next life, please let me be Man-wook.]

[⚔️Dude looks terrifying but has such good anger control, it’s annoying.]

“Phew—”

As I exhale the remaining smoke, the peach flavor fills my mouth again.

Leaning against the corner of the ring, it seems like he’s finally come to his senses and strikes a fighting pose.

“If I send one of our guys, you’ll probably end up in a coffin, so I’m doing you a favor. Be grateful.”

As I stride forward, he tightens his guard.

Jab.

—Whoosh!!

A light left jab cuts through the air with a sharp sound.

“Gah!”

Mega Punch’s arm trembles as the jab lands above his guard.

He seems to be gritting his teeth, trying to hold his guard up.

I glance silently at Man-wook, who reluctantly nods.

Guess it’s working.

You have to keep your fist light. That’s how you throw a fast, sharp jab.

If you clench your fist too hard, the tense muscles slow the jab down.

The trick is to keep the fist loose and tighten it just before impact.

—Bam!

“Ugh.”

—Whoosh!!

“Gah!”

—Whoooosh!!

“Ughhh! S-stop!”

After four jabs, his guard breaks, and his arms dangle like a zombie’s.

Mega Punch’s forearm is already swollen, looking like it’s lost all function.

“Tch, what a loser.”

—Whack!

Mega Punch gets smacked on the back of the head and collapses on the ring without a sound.

“Stop picking on the weak. Let’s go.”

—Yes, ma’am!!

“Ugh, seriously. Stop doing stuff like that.”

The rough-looking friends all nod in unison.

He bows his head and greets.

The embarrassment seems to be mine.

“Get out quickly.”

I throw the barely-used gloves at Mega Punch and step outside, where one of Man-wook’s lackeys has brought a black car.

*Click.*

“Ma’am, please get in.”

“Alright, thanks.”

I sit in the back seat, and Man-wook takes the driver’s seat.

“Where shall we go?”

“Hmm…”

Originally, I should have already been at Hongmun causing chaos by now.

Checking the date, I realize there’s not much time left before the day Grandfather asked me to sing.

On top of that, I’ve also been burdened with detoxifying the drug addicts who’ve come under my care.

I can’t stand the sight of my own people snorting powder.

With so many tasks piling up, my original plans keep getting tangled.

“Let’s head to Rodeo Market.”

“Got it.”

“I’ll introduce you to the merchants there, so behave.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

***

After introducing the merchants to the kids and returning home, the sky is already pitch black.

“Baekseol, let’s go to the training ground.”

“Okay!”

Baekseol taps her front paw in the air, and soon the scent of fresh grass fills the air.

Like Pavlov’s dog, the smell of fragrant flowers makes me crave a cigarette.

—Click, click.

“Phew—”

*Ding!*

As I move my hand, a skill window unfolds before my eyes.

———

[Ma●●●●]

[Entry Level 2nd Stage]

◈Comprehensive Martial Arts

◈Basic Fist and Foot Techniques

◈Basic Footwork

◈Basic Lightness Skill

◈Basic Energy Control

[Growth Rate: 72%]

———

My experience is at 72%.

It seems to have naturally increased while I’ve been running around causing trouble.

This awkwardly intermediate growth rate stirs the gamer’s soul in me.

I feel like I’ll level up quickly if I beat up some wooden dummies for a while.

“Phew—”

Next up is getting the antidote for Man-wook’s crew.

I tap on the Alchemy tab, and a list of craftable items scrolls out.

———

Super Spicy Potion

Stomach Activation Potion

Windwalk Potion

..

..

..

———

Starting with what I can make,

———

Metamorphosis Flask

Kiss-Summoning Elixir

Mind-Reading Elixir

Windflow Potion

..

..

..

———

And even things I can’t make yet.

The variety is so overwhelming it makes my head spin.

Among the countless options, what I need right now is an antidote.

———

[Beginner’s Antidote]

An entry-level antidote effective against 100 types of poison.

It even detoxifies memories tainted with pain.

[Recipe]

Holy Water

Mercury Chloride

Folic Acid

Magnesium Stearate

Two-Headed Demon’s Horn

Lizardman’s Scale

Magic-Infused Fruit

..

..

..

..

———

“What the heck is this?”

I understand most of the ingredients, but two of them are beyond me.

Just to be sure, I check the shop, but they don’t sell those two ingredients either.

“Baekseol, where do Two-Headed Demons and Lizardmen come from?”

While I’m pondering, Baekseol is already wagging her butt, thinking about eating ramen.

Baekseol, who was there, perked up her ears and came over.

“I don’t know.”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

It seems like the Lizardman could be found in a fantasy world, but that darn Dokkaebi is a mystery as to where to go.

It’s clearly something that feels like the spirit of Joseon, on the opposite side of the fantasy world.

“Hmm…”

Let’s worry about that later and do what we can, as we’ve always done.

“Baekseol.”

“Yes!”

A wooden doll is summoned before my eyes.

I take a stance and focus my power.

─Boom!

Ding!

[Growth Rate: 100%]

[Ma○●●●] ▶[Mara●●●]

***

“Welcome. A pretty young lady has come again.”

“Hello, Shop Owner.”

Since I visited not long ago, the Egg Potato Shop Owner recognizes me and welcomes me warmly.

“This time, instead of the family size, give me the medium size.”

“Haha, sure.”

The shop owner smiles brightly and pulls out a paper box that looks bigger than his face.

“Kids, the egg potatoes here are delicious. Remember this place and come back later to buy some.”

─Yes! Big sis!!

“Oh my!”

The shop owner’s face, who was scooping potatoes, is filled with horror.

Are these brats doing this on purpose to mess with me?

“Stop that. You’re scaring people.”

─Yes! Big sis!!

“Ugh.”

Man-wook, seeing this, laughs as if it’s someone else’s problem.

“Shop Owner, there was this guy named Instructor Kang who was causing trouble here before.”

“That’s right…”

“If anything happens, just tell the people next to me, and they’ll take care of it right away.”

“Ah… Are they… good people?”

They look rough. Not exactly kind-looking.

The lady’s doubt is natural.

But time will solve such problems.

“They’re not all bad.”

I give the shop owner a sly smile, and he finally seems a bit reassured, nodding as he hands over the potatoes.

This time, it’s the family size again.

“Man-wook, ah.”

Man-wook, who was making a surprised face, opens his mouth wide.

It’s a cave. I should put two in.

“Delicious, right?”

“Uh, yum.”

With his big mouth full of egg potatoes, he can’t even speak properly.

“What are you guys doing.”

The subordinates following behind Man-wook start lining up one by one.

Man-wook, munching on the potatoes, looks back and gives an awkward smile.

Gulp.

“This is how the organization flows. After the boss, it’s the subordinates’ turn.”

“……”

It seems like the organization has its own hierarchy, but it doesn’t seem necessary to go this far here.

“Cha…”

“Come as usual.”

As I put an egg potato into the subordinate’s mouth, they bow their head and step aside.

Then, another subordinate waiting in line steps forward.

I have no idea what they’re doing.

“Ugh.”

Since they’re all big, two egg potatoes fit in their mouths at once.

But at least they all seem satisfied, so that’s a relief.

“Hey, you.”

“Yes. Did you call me, noona?”

“Yeah, come here.”

It’s like they think their face is a canvas, with all the drawings on it.

As the tattooed subordinate gets closer, they keep leaning their face in.

“Behave.”

I wipe the white powder off the tattooed subordinate’s mouth with my finger and lick it. It’s sweet.

This guy must be a sugar fan.

“Still, it’s better to have sugar on you than medicine.”

[⚔️Kyaaaah!!!]

[⚔️I’m going crazy, I’m going crazy, I’m going crazy!]

“What, you brats. Are you all freaking out together?”

The surrounding subordinates and even Man-wook are glaring.

It’s chaos inside and out.

“Damn it, aren’t you scared? The merchants are getting scared.”

After hearing me, the kids seem to calm down a bit.

“Ugh.”

After calming them down, I put the last few egg potatoes in my mouth and walked away.

“Man-wook, I need something. Can you get it for me?”

“Just say the word, noona.”

“Get me a big industrial generator.”

“I’ll bring it right away.”

Without any questions, he nods immediately.

In this regard, they’re really straightforward friends.

“Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it.”

As we walked and talked, we quickly arrived in front of the lobster tail butter grill shop.

The lobster shop owner said he’s the market’s go-to guy, so I definitely need his help here.

“Owner, I’m here.”

“Oh, our young lady has come…”

The owner, who was happily greeting me, suddenly started to look pale.

“Owner, are you okay?”