[TS] Became a Peach Saint – Chapter 166

“Ugh, I’m dying.”

This body, which could probably handle poison just fine, is a mess because of alcohol. My insides are tingling and nauseous.

I found one more thing the three companions have in common.

“Crazed alcoholics.”

Also, they eat so well that the bill from a pork belly restaurant is higher than from a fancy restaurant.

They all have physically demanding jobs. I get that they need to eat well, but I just can’t understand the drinking.

“Are you up?”

“Yeah.”

As I was trying to soothe my aching stomach, the fluffy ball next to me stirred and got up.

I guess it woke up because I sat up, having been sharing body heat with it.

Baekseol, who had been having fun in the noisy atmosphere yesterday, seems to be struggling with lack of sleep.

“Come here.”

Still half-asleep, Baekseol, who had been nodding off while standing, comes over to me.

Beep!

9:31 AM

Looks like I overslept. If I laze around a bit more, I’ll definitely be late.

I already have a lot of penalty points, and if I’m late, I can already see Professor Hwang’s nagging bomb dropping.

“Baekseol, I have to go to school.”

As I tie my hair up roughly with a hair tie, Baekseol, who was snuggling, looks at me with half-open eyes.

“Huh?”

The sleepyhead suddenly gets up and moves its front legs towards my head.

When I lower my head, it taps the hair tie.

“Are you a rabbit like Baekseol?”

“Yeah!”

“Hehe, I’m the king rabbit. Nyah nyah!”

“That tickles!”

***

“Inside the dungeon, unexpected things happen. So, it’s nearly impossible to be perfectly prepared for every situation.”

Professor Hwang’s voice flies in like a lullaby.

“Sigh──”

“Han Ga-eul.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Your jaw’s gonna drop.”

“Sorry.”

Professor Hwang fiddles with his pen.

That gesture means he’s debating whether to give me a penalty or not.

After a brief pause, Professor Hwang lets out a sigh and continues the lecture.

“In a party, organic teamwork is prioritized above all else…”

Most of them are swordsmen. At best, there are a few archers.

How am I supposed to build an organic cooperative relationship with those guys to safely clear the dungeon?

Ding!

───

[Heal]

Heals

[Price: 30 million won]

───

Starting at 30 million won, I can’t even press it a few times.

[Remaining balance: 5.82 billion won]

There’s still a lot of money left, but it disappears in an instant, as always.

It didn’t take long to go from hundreds of thousands to billions. Starting at 30 million won, there’s no hope.

From my experience so far, level 1 skills are so inefficient that they’re practically useless.

However, the more you level them up, the more explosively their effectiveness increases, but…

Money disappears explosively as much as…

“Hmm.”

First and foremost, what I need to consider is whether it benefits me.

After that, I should think about the skills for supporter cosplay to enjoy campus life.

Didn’t Par also say to live happily?

Thanks to that, I’m having plenty of fun. It’s fun to hang out noisily with viewers, and it’s also fun to have a drink of soju with my peers over some pork belly.

Thanks to Par, I was able to meet Baekseol as well.

The days I spend with this little one are so joyful and happy.

What should I aim for to protect this precious daily life?

Ding!

───

[Basic Heal Lv.1]

◎Healing

Single healing effect

Mild+

Skill level increases with each purchase

[Price: 60 million won]

───

《The Medicine God Gandharva of Jikoku and Jeongmok is pleased》

Ding! Ding!

───

[Beginner Heal Lv.3]

◎Healing

Single healing effect

◎Healing Wave

Group healing effect

Mild+

Skill level increases with each purchase

[Price: 240 million won]

───

I think I can slowly aim for the rest as I go along. It’s just the beginning, so I’ll complete them one by one.

My eyes are also drawn to buff skills related to physical enhancement, but in a way, they’re closer to poison.

If you ask a right-handed person to use chopsticks with their left hand, most will fumble. Even though it’s part of their own body, humans can’t control it.

Moreover, if you suddenly become faster or your strength increases, the balance of your body collapses instantly.

It’s fine if I use it on myself, but for hunters who have trained their bodies harmoniously, it’s more like a curse.

“Hmm, a curse?”

“Han Ga-eul.”

“Yes.”

Professor Hwang, who was continuing the lecture, looked at me with a face full of absurdity.

“Who are you cursing?”

“I was thinking about cursing the enemy!”

“Sigh…”

The students giggled and laughed.

I’m confident in supporting, so going the curse route doesn’t seem bad either.

“I’ll continue the explanation. Because of what I just said, the guild will come out tomorrow.”

“Why?”

Professor Hwang rubbed the back of his neck.

I didn’t hear a single word of Professor Hwang’s explanation because I was looking at the skill window.

“Tomorrow, we’ll form a party and enter the dungeon. The party members will proceed as originally composed, and hunters from major guilds will be dispatched to protect you.”

“The instructors aren’t coming?”

It’s only natural that instructors with superior combat abilities would come to protect the students.

Bringing up guilds in such matters means the higher-ups are making a fuss over interests.

“The academy’s massive operating funds are mostly covered by guild sponsorships. It’s because of a request from the guild’s dimension.”

“Just the near future…”

“So, the kids who are supposed to be the pillars of the guild are coming to get their lips moistened, huh?”

“….Sharp. You’re not wrong, but how about using that brain of yours during class?”

“Ugh. I couldn’t get my hangover cure today….”

Professor Hwang presses his temples firmly.

“That’s it for today.”

“Huh? Why is today the end?”

Whether he heard my muttering or not, the answer came from Noa beside me.

“Autumn, today’s Saturday.”

“What? They held a class on Saturday? This school is a mess.”

As I chatted with Noa, the members from yesterday’s party naturally gathered around me.

“Hey, did you get your hangover cure?”

“I haven’t yet….”

“Han Ga-eul!”

“Yes!”

As I tried to continue the conversation, Professor Hwang, who hadn’t left yet, gestured to me.

When I got closer, he leaned in slightly.

“Please, don’t cause any trouble tomorrow.”

“Huh?”

Not understanding what he meant, I tilted my head, and Baekseol, who was clinging to me, also tilted her head.

Guess she wants to copy everything.

“What kind of trouble? How can an F-rank supporter cause any trouble?”

“Have you already forgotten about dislocating your junior’s jaw yesterday?”

“Ah-ha!”

Professor Hwang grabs the back of his neck again.

“And why are you F-rank? The kid whose jaw you dislocated is ranked 22nd in his grade.”

“Maybe I just got lucky?”

“Stats are absolute. That’s an unchangeable rule. It’s more realistic to think the status projector is broken.”

Professor Hwang is quite firm.

“Support Magic, Sleep….”

“Enough, go now.”

Sadly, it seems Professor Hwang has already developed immunity to nonsense.

“Teacher, enjoy your lunch.”

“Sure.”

As Professor Hwang left, the trio who were waiting behind approached.

“What did you talk about with the professor?”

“He told me not to cause any trouble.”

The trio nodded.

“What! Why!”

“Why? The professor’s foresight is just…!”

When I poked Kim Chan-yong’s side, he overacted.

“You guys said you didn’t get your hangover cure, right?”

“Not yet.”

“There’s a grassy area next to the wide open space. Let’s go there.”

As I led the way, the trio followed closely behind.

**

“Here, lay it down there.”

“You really carry all sorts of things.”

Shin Yong, who received the mat, spreads it out on a flat spot.

Meanwhile, I took out various cooking tools from the storage space.

There are three big eaters here.

With me and the well-eating rabbit, that makes five, so we need a big pot.

I soaked the dried pollack bought from the store in water beforehand, and while that’s happening, I’ll prepare the green onions.

Thump thump thump.

On a sunny spring day, the sound of chopping echoed from the grassy field, and passersby glanced over curiously.

“It’s coming at us.”

“Your sword skills are no joke.”

“Oh-ho.”

“Autumn, can you cook too?”

“It’s not even cooking. It’s just instant ramen.”

Boil water in a pot and add pre-soaked dried pollack.

That alone will make the broth refreshing.

Once the broth has steeped enough, add the noodles and soup powder, then set aside some broth that Baekseol likes.

When it’s almost done, add chili powder, green onions, and bean sprouts for texture.

“Ta-da! Pollack Hangover Ramen.”

“Wow!”

The smell makes everyone drool, and they cheer in excitement.

I serve the ramen in disposable containers, and the person who receives it passes it to the next.

If we could just show this level of teamwork in the dungeon, we’d have no problems.

“It’s hot, so blow on it before eating.”

“Thank you, I’ll enjoy it.”

“I’ll enjoy it, Autumn.”

“Spicy noodles?”

“While eating, think about how we’ll handle the dungeon exploration tomorrow.”

I need to listen to the discussion and figure out which skills to focus on.

“Can’t we just go? Preparation is something we do regularly.”

Daechul always knows how to annoy people with his words.

“I didn’t think much since I’m going with Autumn.”

“Noa, what about you?”

Noa just stares at the ramen without saying much.

“Me? Since I’m going with Autumn, it should be fine, right?”

I don’t know when I earned this much trust.

“Really? Should I learn curse magic then?”

“Pfft!”

“Eat properly. Why are you spitting it out?”

The trio looks at me in disbelief, but even in this chaos, Baekseol is happily dipping flower petals into the ramen broth.

“I’ll handle it. Finish eating before the noodles get cold.”

─Slurp.

Shin Yong finally slurps up the noodles hanging from his mouth.

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