A Guy Who Hates Neto X Re Reluctantly (?) Does Netori.

Chapter 128

A Guy Who Hates Neto X Re Reluctantly (?) Does Netori.

I tried to be kind according to the words to live kindly. But there are so many temptations and bastards in this world who won’t let it go…Can I live a good life until the end?

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Chapter 128 – Floating Island Battle

Suddenly, what is this bastard?

[Suddenly… You,]

Sigh.

Even though I couldn’t see her, I remembered her smiling like that.
Sitting on top of a hill made up of remains, resting her chin, something with a relaxed expression on her face.

Are you a man? Are you a woman?
I couldn’t confirm the gender, but somehow I felt like a man.
The guy said

[You guessed there was something like me, right? Even at times like this, you’re a liar.]
“…”

Guesswork.
From long ago, there was something that bothered me several times.
A voice that I don’t know who I hear from time to time.
And, the feeling that someone is voyeuring in the system.

I thought it might be a love heart, but… It must have been this guy.
So, who are you watching me?
No, exactly why is it settled inside me?

Flash!

Before he had time to finish his thoughts, an intense light colored the sky.
I wondered if Nanar had done it first, but the size of the sun decreased.

“Ahahaha. Don’t be too angry! Dragon god! God of equality!! Should we be friends with the highest level gods? It’s been a long time since we met the dragon god in person.”
“Hmm.”

The Ornist smiled brightly.
I think you think it’s dog noise.

“Let’s settle it peacefully?”
[You mean the guy who tried to solve it by force until just now.]

At the words of the two gods, Nanar waved his hand.
“Must be misunderstood. I’m really just talking about it…”
[That ancestor’s position is that he doesn’t even want to talk about that. From before, I didn’t like how you interpreted good intentions in your own way and talked freely.]

Krrrr.

The moment the dragon god makes a boiling sound.

Jjoong

The universe appeared and disappeared.
It was an unimaginable sight.

There was no sound, and it was so fleeting, I don’t know if it was accurate, but my body was in a state of automatically triggering the Jipi keeper Baekjeonbaekseung.
Sustaining me as I stumbled was Heston, who was standing next to me.
She looked at the Dragon God as if tired.

“Really… You don’t think about causality or anything.”

What is that just
On a very different scale… It was a moment, but I was thrilled.

[Is that a thrilling reaction?]
Shut up.
Isn’t it exciting when you take a peek at a new world?
But this kid read my mind casually

“It’s really violent. Dragon god. Are you grateful enough to risk the law of causality for freeing the Plague Dragon?”
[Plague Dragon? It was you who made Malacia into such a state. What kind of safety do you dare to say?]

Oh oh
It was Ornist who slowly got richer in front of the dragon god burning his eyes.

“Let’s stop.”
[Get out of the way.]
“If you’re going to continue, I’ll do it on ‘equality’. If you don’t want to go that far, can you step back?”
[…

The dragon god, who seemed to have nothing to fear, hesitated for a moment.
In the meantime, Ornist smiled brightly.

“Of course I never want to fight you either. Neither do I.”
“That makes sense. Allnist.”

Ignoring Nanar, who was casually arguing, the two highest gods met each other’s eyes.
Soon, the dragon opened his mouth.

[…Good night. Just fanaticism. If you are going to speak, do it in front of everyone. Again, don’t make a bizarre plot.]
“A conspiracy? It’s a word that doesn’t suit me the most?”

The brightening sun gradually diminishes.

“And it’s a bit embarrassing. It’s a bit of a secret story, so I’m embarrassed to tell it in front of others.”
[Gibberish.]

Three deities stood in front of the roaring dragon god.
Probably, the god of darkness, the god of wind, and the god of candles who pretended to be the god of fire because of the power they radiate.
That bastard must be the lowest among the fire gods. Hmm.

[Is it time to obsess over that? Kid.]

A strange voice is ringing in my head
Anyway, it’s all about tackling.

[Well, you think you can somehow get out of the divine realm and relax. Because while pretending not to be, it is calculating in terms of survival. Yes?]

If you answer, you lose.
Keep your mouth shut and watch the situation.

[Nothing to watch. I’ll let you know how things go. Calm down for now There is no longer a chance for Gwang to press you down with his authority.]
“…”
[There, a madman, a dragon, and an equal have the highest rank. If you exclude strength and look only at rank.]

What a bullshit
And light or equality?
Calling the gods weird.

[Well, it’s a class story that Love Heart didn’t explain to you.]

[I’ll explain what you’re curious about. I also had a lot of things to say about you…]

I don’t know what I’ve done, but the tone is really resentful.
The boy immediately began to explain.

[The difference in class brings about the difference in rank and power. Gwang, who is called a god in the human world, is, of course, a guy who farts quite a bit even among the gods, right? Unlike the others, he can disregard the rules of this world to some extent and act as he pleases.]

So?

[So long. Earlier, while equality and rank and rank were equal, the rest of the guys helped him and he was able to get out, but not now. The dragon, the same highest rank, has come forward to help you, so now it’s 2 to 1.]

As if waiting for my reaction, he was silent for a while before continuing.

[Then, the merit of class is gone for Gwang, so even if he wants to solve it with force, dragons and equality are strong, and you resist so well… He must have given up on pressing down with force.]

I’m afraid to speak.
So what? What about me?

[So, the gods will vote.]

Vote?
I think Nanar had said that before.

[Voting is literally voting. 999 beings vote on an agenda, and no one can go against the opinion that has been adopted. Also, this right is equal regardless of the rank of god. Even lower gods can express their opinions. It will probably take a year just to decide on the agenda.]

…Ah shit.

[Oh. Did you notice? Okay. This is bad for you. I don’t like the story of the mad guy. Voting is the problem

This Almiraj incident is quite a big deal if you look at it objectively, and there must be many gods who are interested in me.
Moreover, all of them have equal voting rights, and each of them is a god.

Gods. Yangban who will be worshiped by someone and have a weak self-esteem.
Opinions seem to be vastly different.
You never know how many votes there will be, or how long each vote will take.

The threat to my life has disappeared, but thinking about scuffles about dragging me over and saying that I can’t let go makes my head hurt.

[Quack-quick-quick. The others would have been relieved by now, but you say it’s a nuisance. Anyway, the situation is so I’m thinking of making a suggestion…]

Proposal?

[Simple. Give and take.]
Suspicious…?
[Compared to what I do for you, I am the overwhelming loss. If you listen, you will think so too?]

The sincerity is felt in the relaxed tone.
Wouldn’t it be nice to hear the story?

“Agenda?”

In the meantime, Ornist asked Nanar a question.

“Should I tell that child my story or not? Is this enough?”
“Wrong. Are you going to talk about your personal circumstances privately to Yeodee? Are you going to talk about it here?
[You’re pretending to be pretty proud of yourself. The only thing I regret is your guy, Nanar.]

The Ornist calmly said, while the dragon god burnt his anger.
Nanar always seemed relaxed.

“Ahahaha. I’m a bit shy. Please understand. The other agenda is… Should I give him a reward or a penalty?”

What is it? Penalty?
I can’t reward you, but why are you talking about penalties?
Then the blue old man came out.

“Definitely punished!”

Bang. The blue bastard slammed the tip of his trident into the floor and glared at me like he was going to kill me.

“I saved the person who is the culprit of everything and wants everyone to disappear out of personal greed. Along with the punishment, I think we should reap the rewards we gave before!”
[Speaking of Poseid.]

The dragon spoke in a stern voice to such a blue old man.

“What?!”
[You’re not angry about the actions you’ve just said, but you’re probably angry about being attacked and wounded by that old man. It is clearly visible.]
“This guy…!”

It’s trembling, but it doesn’t show any sign of ramming. I’m good at controlling my anger.

Anyway, not good. We have to escape from here.
It is not that there is no way.
When I played an escape game in the past, I had the ultimate escape skill.
But in this world, it’s the first time I’ve used it, and it takes concentration to use it, and I don’t know what Nanar and other gods will do in the meantime.

[If it wasn’t for that sage in the first place, this ridiculous thing would have ended. Shall we punish them for not ending the Forgotten? Wouldn’t it be greatly appreciated if we could prevent or postpone their arrival?]
“That’s right.”

Surprisingly, Nanar was positive.

“But, I don’t know what to think of you except for me?”

The Dragon God only turns his eyes to see the hundreds of beings surrounding us.
It’s not clear what feelings they have towards me, but what is certain is that they are dissatisfied with Almiraj’s work and feel insecure.

[There is no such thing as inclusiveness. Do you guys still claim to be gods?]
“Ahahaha. Everyone’s nervous. You know how old this race is, right?”
“I think I should also give a reward.”

The Ornist intervened, and I furiously wanted to go back.
It’s quiet for now, but if the gods around you start to express their opinions word by word, there will be no end.
According to the words of the unknown person in my head…
[Why are you pretending not to know who I am?]
…If you follow it, it seems that it is possible to issue agendas at random.

Good. Shall we escape?
Now tell me what your offer is. Suspicious boy
At my words, the unknown being grinned and said.

[Let me get you out of here. From now on, I’ll make sure that those guys can’t summon you carelessly. Also, since this is the first time I’m talking about it, I’ll let you go as long as you just listen to my request without having to keep my request.]
“Call!!”

Let’s shout out a call right away in good conditions that only that guy loses. Is he this bastard? I felt like I was stumped.

[What good. Then let me tell you my requirements.]

Yep

[Don’t skimp on your answer… Okay. All I want is for you to listen to me. You don’t have to answer, just listen.]

What?
It is a very cheap price to pay an unconventional match to escape from this space.
It’s not a big deal to be happy that you’ll let me go if you just listen to my request.

If you think about it, it was the same request as Nanar, but I felt that the intention was different.
At least I could see that there was no malice.
The moment I nodded in silence.

[Good. The contract is established.]

With a giggling voice, the space around me was shattered.
Heston, who was next to him, looked surprised when he saw the space cracking like a concrete floor cracked by a powerful blow.

“…Hoo.”

Ornist, who was looking at me with slightly widened eyes, laughed, and I felt a powerful pull right after.
The last thing I saw was the thicker smile on Nanar’s darkened lips and the look in his eyes at last in the light.

The look in his eyes, as if he had found a treasure, was very unpleasant.

Aww!!

[Keep your promise…]

Feeling the voices in my head fade away, I opened my eyes to the ceiling of the carriage.
There is no sense of reality at all.
I wondered if I was dreaming if it weren’t for the remnants of God’s energy in my body right now.
At that time.

“You’re back.”
“…?”

Why is this bastard here?
When I got up at the sound of the fucking voice, I saw a person sitting in the driver’s seat.
Is it… Katz?

“It’s an alter ego. The main body is taking care of itself.”
“…You know how to do anything.”

I lay down again and sighed.

“But why are you driving the carriage?”
“It’s the method of elimination. Instructors and undergraduate personnel are in charge of restoring the floating island. The rest are receiving treatment. I think it’s best to have a reliable person with nothing to do to transport an important person who doesn’t want to expose the identity of the injured. Isn’t it?”

He didn’t answer and remembered what had just happened.
This must have been firmly planted with hatred towards the gods?
You may not be able to expect decent rewards in the future.
I asked Kitsu, who silently moved the wagon, if it didn’t matter if I didn’t answer.

“Do you know where I went?”
“Didn’t you come to see the gods of the Gentiles?”
“What is… Well?”

There was something that bothered me, so I looked at him.
But it hurt my pride to ask this bastard what the god of strangers meant, so I just kept my mouth shut and asked something else.

“Why is the carriage shaking so much?”
“It seems that most of the magic tools went wrong when the authority of the floating island was taken away. It seems to be a temporary phenomenon.”

I closed my mouth.
There were a lot of things I wondered about Frostia, the instructors, and the mudders, what they were doing, but I was too tired.
You’ll find out later, so let’s take a break.

At that moment, Katz said.

“Rather than that, think about the future.”
“Ok?”

When I answered with a heart that told me to understand what he was talking about, the alter ego Kaitsu said calmly.

“Have you ever been famous?”
“…Hmm?

I felt my alter ego turn around at my ambiguous answer.
But is it true? He’s almost identical to Katz.
His blue eyes looked down at me. I was about to make eye contact for a moment, but he looked away first.

“…Then you’ll find out soon enough.”

What.

The only ones who saw the battle between me and Almiraj were the instructor and Ashita and other students.
Kitz’s teammates also saw our fight, but they’ll want to turn it into a kitsch ball, the mothers passed out before I did an active part, and the mother of the bail, the head of the mother, will now be distracted by torture.

There was CCTV on the floating island, but it was confirmed that it was all turned off after Almiraj seized the authority.
I don’t know if something like that was filming me and someone was watching it. There will be no fame.

[Kuhk-kuh…]

…Why are you laughing, bastard?
After saying it like I’ll see it later, I couldn’t help but feel full of energy at the unknown being who spoke to me in about a minute.

***

“…”

[Bitch, really]
[His name is Yeodere?]
[I didn’t become a lecturer for nothing… Almost no skill dependence.]
[Stop pushing up.]
[What are you doing, you idiot. Are you able to do any of what he did?]
[At that level, there wouldn’t be a lot of special information.]
[You don’t have a clan yet, right?]
[Where are all the top rankers?]
[They all rushed out earlier.]
[Adele has left the chat room.]
[Adele is leaving now. ]
[Isn’t he going to scout for eight days?]
[Fuck it, is this the difference in talent? It makes me feel embarrassed haha]
[Honestly, it was cool.]
[Don’t call my brother by name. ㅇㅇㅇ]
[What are you saying bitch?]
[Since when is he your brother? Are you my brother?]
[My older brother.]

Yoon Hye-mi turned off her community.
Shaking her head, she let out a deep sigh.
It was fortunate that the sword work was safe, but she thought it was too much.

‘I made porridge and gave it to a dog.’

Only eight days stood out, to the extent that it was thought that the broadcaster that had been desperately prepared was used only to boost the eight days.

But she took eight days to vent her anger on him, and he solved her great crisis and saved her sword work.
Relief, anger, and the frustration of not being able to express it. Her complex emotions swirl and sighs come out again and again.
Seeing the clan leader’s anger, the staff scattered and waited for the storm to pass.

Shin Jin-pae hurriedly left the room, saying… See you later.
He was listening to a report just now.
What clan wants Eight Days, and whether any of the top rankers have moved to recruit him, and so on.

The name Yeodere is known not only to users.

Since the users were quiet, it was obvious that they would talk about the crisis of the floating island in detail, and, of course, they would make a name for themselves as a new dark horse in this vast world.

Even the gods will be paying attention to the eight days.
Your ranking will also rise.

As the ranking rises, they naturally meet themselves and the ‘main store’.
If you meet Shin Jin-pae yourself… That’s also the worst, but at that time, it might be a level where you can barely say it’s okay.

However, when the ‘Chairman’ and the guy met…
Shin Jin-pae called somewhere.

“It’s me. Nakamura. Yes… I don’t have anything to report about your bad taste. I just have something to tell you. You don’t want to do it? Then change someone next to you.”

Shin Jin-pae, who took a deep breath for a moment, opened his mouth to the exchanged person.

“There is a man of eight years old. I would like you to bring him, respectfully.”

And cut off communication.
My hands are still shaking.

“Shin Jin-pae.”
“…Mr. Yoon Seok-il.”

Looking at the ordinary man who was chasing him, Shin Jin-pae said in a hoarse voice.
Yoon Seok-il asked at his appearance, which was clearly different from the first time.

“Hey… I have a question. Were you Mr. Yeodere’s friend in the original world?”
“No. Not at all. It was just the same class…”

Shin Jin-pae, who was desperately in denial, looked at the man in front of him again.
He looked at it because he thought it would be helpful for his future work, but it might be helpful in a different way.
He said something about what the eight days of the period he didn’t know did.

“Are you able to talk now?”
“I’m fine, but isn’t the director busy?”
“…I’ll make time for it. No, we have to talk about it even if we cancel all other schedules.”

For him, eight days was the existence he should be.
He closed his eyes for a moment.
For the first time in a while, I felt like I was having a nightmare.

***

“Serve with respect…Ra?”

Information desk in a large building.
At first glance, the woman with her hair neatly tied up in a place that could only be seen as the original world where Dre was, was worried.
Her workmanship was well known.
According to the manual, I decided to handle it with FM.

“You mean to instill manners as usual?”

She wasn’t friendly with Shin-Jin-Pae, and as she said before, she was only good at handling things according to the manual.
So, she raised the receiver to a rather odd place.

“It would be fine if it was the Golden Sun Clan.”

I couldn’t imagine what would happen in the future, and she ended up contacting me.

A Guy Who Hates Neto X Re Reluctantly (?) Does Netori.

I tried to be kind according to the words to live kindly. But there are so many temptations and bastards in this world who won’t let it go…Can I live a good life until the end?

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