Chapter 8 – #03. Dwarf (2).

#03. Dwarf.

It wasn’t long before a meal turned into a drink.

“Like. Go get a drink Of course, Jin-woo too.”

Anchovies and pigs try to drag Dahee Yu away.
Yoo Da-hee who catches me when I am still.

The eyes of the two men couldn’t be straight.

‘Arthur… It’s useless to poke a persimmon you can’t eat.’

In this novel, it is not that there are no men who have a relationship with Yoo Da-hee.
As a female protagonist, Dahee Yoo takes the lead in forming relationships with men.

Handsome, good-looking, capable and strong men…
Yoo Da-hee comes to know the preciousness of her memories as she falls in love with them.

Anchovies and pork?
Not even when it comes to their claws.

‘I can’t see that.’

As long as I entered the ‘Tower of Struggle’, Dahee Yoo is mine.

“Let’s have a drink.”

Glasses were filled and bumped.

Braided-!

Why is Dahee Yoo enjoying this drinking party?
Why are you sitting with me?

Think about that for a moment.
The cup continues to be refilled.

“The glass is empty.”

Dahee Yoo was quietly filling it up.

Why the hell
Why do you do that when you know well how this drinking party will end?

Braided-!

“Drink! Jinwoo Kim, drink it!”
“Huh, Dahee-chan, you can drink it quickly too!”

Speed up
Isn’t that too fast?

“Mr. Jinwoo? Aren’t you drinking?”
“Yes, yes, I will drink.”

The ‘Tower of Struggle’ is a space created by overlapping multiple dimensions.
Numerous dimensions overlap, and numerous cultures coexist.

Of course, traces of Korea also exist.

“Drink. Hurry.”

Transparent green bottle.
There are already seven empty bottles on the table.

I failed to adjust the tempo while looking for differences from the first playthrough.
When I opened my eyes, the anchovies and pork tasted good.

‘… I knew it would turn out like this.’

There is such a person.
People whose blood alcohol concentration exceeds a certain standard and becomes excessively tense.
As with most things, problems arise when you drag this tension in an odd direction.

“Uhhh, Dahee-chan…”

The pig quietly sat down next to Yu Da-hee.
It was so close that if you got a little closer, you would want to stick to it.
Unable to control his blood-soaked lower body, he blatantly flinched.

“Dahee, shall we go up and rest now?”

Originally, either an anchovy or a pig, only one of the two would be dominated by the cock.
The pattern is that if one guy tries to cross the line by borrowing alcohol, the other guy blocks it.

‘But what is it? Why are you both sick?’

Anchovies and pigs sat on both sides of Yu Da-hee.
They seemed unwilling to stop each other.

Dahee Yoo frowned at her.
Surprisingly, she’s a strong drinker, so she’s not drunk even after drinking this much, so she’s probably in a better state than I am.

“Yeah? Dahee, I reserved a room. 2nd car there…”
“No, it’s fine.”

In the first round, Yu Da-hee can’t refuse.
Anyway, if you have trouble with Korean party members, it will be difficult.
The flow of being plagued by anchovies or pigs that keep drinking, and then escaping thanks to someone else.

But not this round.
Enough to refuse.
I have the strength and experience, so the Korean party is rather a burden.
It doesn’t matter if you throw it away right now.
But, what the hell are you hesitating about?
What do you want to see

“Ah, why? Let’s go get some more.”

Boasting a twisted tongue, the anchovy looked at Yu Da-hee with mischievous eyes.
Woo-wook.
The pig had no intention of stopping him.
He was rather instigating.

“Damn… Why are you like this?”

Dahee Yu brushed off the hand of the anchovy that had risen above the back of her hand.
Then he stared at me.

‘What. What do you want?’

Anchovy looked at me and Yu Da-hee alternately with a blank face.
A faint, unpleasant feeling was revealed on his face.
Should I say irritable?

Anchovy was a proud man.
The only problem is that that pride is expressed in a strange way.

“Ah. It’s damn expensive…”
“Big… !”

For a moment, I laughed.
Because of Anchovy, who is seriously annoyed, and Dahee Yoo, who sheds like an asshole.

“Ah. I’m sorry.”
“Are you laughing now?”

Anchovy is two years older than me.
As it was a drinking party, I let go of the conversation.

“Nope. I wasn’t laughing at you.”
“However? Damn, no matter who sees it, it’s ridiculed. Didn’t you laugh at me? Mr. Dahee, is that bastard laughing at me?”

3 days is the longest I have to endure.
A person who will become a corpse after 3 days.

The shuddering was just ridiculous.
Did my feelings get conveyed at a glance?

“Fuck… !”

Anchovy got drunk and staggered to his feet.
The anchovy spurred his seat and trudged over to me and grabbed my shoulder.

Looking at his face, he looks down at me with a rather grim expression.

“Hey. Do you want to be hit?”
“Five…”

Seeing the strength of his grip, he seems to want to have a conversation about power.

As if surprised, Yu Da-hee’s eyes widened.
They were watching me and anchovies with interest-filled eyes.

‘What… ?’

Something similar happened in the first round as well.
At that time, anchovies and pigs hadn’t been so sudden.

What on earth was the trigger?

“Why? Do you want to stick together?”
“This fuck… !”

I shook the anchovy’s arm from my shoulder.
Then the anchovy stumbled and fell.

Coudangtang-!

Glasses and plates from our table fell to the floor.
It’s fortunate that I’ve eaten almost all of them, and there are no such nuisances.

“Current Kun! Are you okay?”

The pig approached the anchovy.
Tried to raise what had fallen.

“Now… Was it now…”

I accidentally heard the name.
I didn’t really want to remember.

“The bastard… !”

Currently, no, the anchovy jumped up from its seat.
It was so embarrassing that her face was redder than an apple.
In the meantime, it’s a bonus to keep an eye on Yoo Da-hee.

A man’s pride is…

Thanks to that, my eyes naturally turned to Yoo Da-hee.

‘Smile… ?’

With eyes full of laughter, Yu Da-hee was looking at me.
It sounds like you’re having a lot of fun right now.

‘This is what you were aiming for.’

I wondered why he was wasting time doing this, but it was because of me.
Curious to see how I would react in this situation, the regressor was abandoning his break.

The concept shown in episode 4 came to mind.

It doesn’t suit me to just be suffering.

“Brother, just come out. If my brother wants it, I’ll do it.”
“Miss Lee…”

I got up and went outside.
Dahee Yu immediately followed.

—
[This is a safe area.]
[PK action is impossible.]
—

“You can’t PK in the first village?”
“… It will be a duel.”
“Duel?”

Dahee Yoo stares into space for a moment.
You are touching the system.

“Oh oh. When did you find out about that? Also…”

Yu Da-hee shook her head as if she believed it.

“Duel”
I don’t know what the writer intended, but it’s one of the settings that exist in ‘Tower of Struggle’ anyway.
Under the mediation of ‘God’, the duel is fought in the way you want, and the winner can demand what he wants from the loser.

‘Yoo Da-hee used to use it too.’

Dahee Yoo has never paid the price of being a loser.
As soon as he was defeated, he committed suicide, stealing only useful information.
In the end, a picture of only her winning came out.

“Kim Jinwoo…”

Anchovies and pork came out well.

“It’s a nice look.”
“It is.”

When I muttered, Yu Da-hee held back a laugh.
I immediately closed my mouth, but it only resulted in anchovy’s anger.

“This bitch… ! What are you two good at, laughing and fucking!”

The anchovy, unable to hold back its anger, screamed.

Oh
This was the trigger

Unlike the first episode, the problem was Yoo Da-hee’s strangely favorable attitude towards me.

“This is a bit…”

The attention of the surrounding players is focused.
Dahee Yoo did not like being in the spotlight.

[Request a duel with player ‘Jung Hyun-jae’.]

“Brother, let’s go quickly. Request a duel.”
“You’re dead. Fuck you.”

[Player ‘Jung Hyun-jae’ accepts the duel.]

The two sides coordinate and decide the event.
The price for a duel may also be determined at that time.

Dogfighting, of course
What matters here is the reward the winner will get.

“If I win…”

I’m glad it went well.
You can get it for free without any trouble.

I’ve already decided what to take away.
From the moment the plate was laid, I was thinking of taking ‘that’ away.

Regressor, watch carefully and learn from what I tell you.
Because I can bring this.

I looked at the anchovies and smiled.
What I’ll see after a while, I think it’s going to be a spectacle.
I couldn’t contain my laughter.

“Brother, give me your strength skills.”
“What… ?”

[Player ‘Jinwoo Kim’ requests ‘Strength Lv.1’ as a reward.]

“If I lose, I will give you 1 level of my ability.”

Perhaps a message popped up in Jung Hyun-jae’s field of vision.
Would you agree to the compensation decision?

He said that the ‘Tower of Struggle’ system is similar to a ‘game’.
If you think about it in terms of ‘game’, this is a golden opportunity.

Jung Hyun-jae’s eyes shine.

“Okay, you fucking bastard.”

[Player ‘Jung Hyun-jae’ accepts the decision.]

Tring!

—
[Duel]
[Jinwoo Kim VS Hyunjae Jung]
[If you win, player ‘Jung Hyun-jae’ will acquire ‘Strength Lv.1’.]
—

If Jung Hyeon-jae loses in this duel, his strength level is zero.
Let alone surviving, hunting tomorrow is impossible.

[Prepare for a duel]

A translucent curtain unfolds.

“Oh, oh!”

The players nearby react in surprise.
Probably, a duel between who and what is going on.
You’re probably seeing this message.

[3]

All I have is a sword and shield.
Jung Hyun-jae’s weapon is a spear.

[2]

There is a saying that the best cold weapon is the spear.
Half right and half wrong

[One]

To players of other races, humans are the weakest race, worthy of not even a single fist.
If you die in one room, there is no spear or nabal.

[Begin the duel!]

Just like this.

“Tongue, current brother… !”

The pig approached the fallen anchovy.

—
[Player ‘Jinwoo Kim’ wins]
[Reward ─ Strength Lv.1]
—

“It’s nothing, it’s fucking shit.”

Strength rose to Lv.3.