315 – Fight of the Regressors (34)

The party went as planned. That is, it went as planned for a typical ‘party of the beastmen’.

“Drink!”

“Drink and die!”

He brought the alcohol to the chest and drank it.

“Me? As soon as I saw that guy, huh?”

“Hey, you call that bragging? Here I am, a cyborg thirty-something is glaring at me with a gun, and I point it at him…”

They competed to see who was braver as they told each other stories that were 90% bragging.

“Your hair is shiny?”

“Huh… Are you horny?”

“Oh. I am. How about quickly?”

“Okay.”

They suddenly left the party among themselves.

“This, try this.”

“Hahaha, euhahahahahaha!!!”

In a corner, there were people enjoying synthetic drugs that were said to be popular these days. (They advertised that there are no side effects, but no one knows if there really are.)

“Hahaha!!!”

“Woohahaha!!!”

“Kuhahahaha!!!”

The party was so loud that it was beyond noisy. However, there was one quiet place in there.

“…”

“…”

That was where Kim Jun-ho and Guntar were.

The reason Guntar, the main character of the party, was drinking in a corner like this was, of course, because of Cheonma. The fake Guntar, feeling like he had become real, decided to show his bravery properly this time (the water people who had actually been encouraging him were overflowing), but Cheonma, who did not want the variables to increase, stopped him. Even if he returned this time, he planned to return after regaining his strength.

It was not uncommon to get hurt while drinking alcohol or using drugs. The water people did not get drunk easily, but once they did, they drank to the point of completely losing their eyes. Cheonma thought it was a waste to return after coming this far.

On the other hand, it was surprising that Kim Junho was quietly drinking next to Guntar. Since he was known as a ‘water people lover,’ there were more than a few females who tried to seduce him, and Cheonma could sense that the woman called JW flinched whenever she did so. It was either a lover or a crush. Either way, it seemed that there was some kind of relationship.

‘This is the first time I’ve seen a woman like that.’

Cheonma’s wariness grew a little stronger. If there was a variable, it would be that woman.

“… Kim Jun-ho. Are you okay?”

“Uh, uh. I’m a little dizzy. Guntar, how about you?”

“It’s me. Well.”

The fake Guntar and Kim Jun-ho were somewhat acquainted. Although Cheon-ma repeatedly warned him to be on his guard, the fake seemed to like Kim Jun-ho. He said it was funny how humans were so friendly to Su-in. Cheon-ma didn’t understand why humans were funny.

“Ugh, no. Honestly, I think I’m really drunk. This isn’t alcohol that humans drink.”

“Because Su-in’s alcohol is strong.”

“Ugh…”

The smell of alcohol vibrated from his escaping sigh. Kim Jun-ho was definitely drunk. However, Cheon-ma was more concerned about JW, who hadn’t even touched alcohol, than the blushing Kim Jun-ho.

‘Should I ask him about that woman?’

Just as Cheonma was about to have the fake Guntar ask about the woman,

“Hey. Woman.”

A Suin staggered forward and slammed the table! If Kim Junho reeked of alcohol, that Suin smelled so strong that it seemed like he had just come out of a bathtub made of alcohol.

“What’s that knife?”

“… It’s a family heirloom.”

“What kind of family heirloom is it? Even if it’s a family heirloom, huh? Do you think it makes sense to bring a knife here?”

“Whoa, whoa. Calm down, buddy.”

“That guy’s grandfather’s grandfather’s grandfather, right? Anyway, I heard that his family was almost wiped out by Cheonma a long time ago. That’s the last remaining family heirloom.”

“… Cheonma?”

“Right. Cheonma.”

Startled. Suin looked at Guntar’s expression. It seemed like she remembered that Guntar had been mistaken for Cheonma once.

“Oh, Guntar has nothing to do with it. It’s okay, it’s okay. Right?”

Kim Junho winked at Guntar and continued the conversation.

“Anyway, JW’s family was killed by that damn Cheonma… and since then, his descendants have lived hating Cheonma. That’s why we became connected.”

“Ah…”

“He walks around with that sword saying he’ll cut Cheonma down whenever he appears, but he doesn’t listen when I tell him that Cheonma is dead. You need to understand.”

“Ugh…”

“It’s Cheonma’s fault, that fucking retard piece of trash. How could it be JW’s fault? Right?”

“That’s true now that I hear it. It’s because of that damn Cheonma.”

“Yeah, yeah. So let’s just badmouth Cheonma.”

“Oh my, that damn retard…”

While Su-in, entranced by Kim Jun-ho’s mysterious speaking skills, was chewing out Cheonma.

“Hey, what are you doing instead of coming? Is this kid getting drunk?”

“No, you retard. I was listening to JW’s story here.”

“What were you talking about?”

I was curious about the woman who was curious about it

. It was a clear pond, and

it

could be

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fake

.

Do

you

know

how

to

do

it

!

“What the hell?”

The people were laughing and talking noisily. Cheonma suppressed his emotions again and again, thinking that he couldn’t mess up the plan. Since he had come this far, he felt that he had to finish it off. Victory was just around the corner. Let’s just hold on for a little longer.

“… What is it?”

This patience didn’t even take into account the returner, because he was planning to finish Cheonma off by inducing him to act strangely here. Up until now, Cheonma had shown himself to be truly uncontrollable, worthy of the title of squad leader. He had

put in a lot of effort to get him used to the return. If it was Cheonma, if it was the Cheonma he knew, he would have been angry even if he had to return here. He had planned to finish it off with a fierce plan, but he was holding back on this?

Kim Jun-ho immediately realized his mistake. Cheonma had clearly gotten used to the return by repeating it. He had experienced sacrificing a cow for the greater good, and had experienced it again and again. That’s why he was able to endure such intense stimulation. If it had not been through the return, Cheonma would not have been able to endure it. But Cheonma also regressed and grew.

What should I do? Think about it. What is it? The conditions for regressing have probably been met, and if he regresses now, Cheonma will never come to this party again. This is the real, real last chance, and if he misses this moment, there will be no second chance.

“…”

Kim Jun-ho’s eyes turned to Guntar, who was smiling awkwardly. Cheonma said that his consciousness only surfaced during battle. Now, there must have been many changes due to repeated regresses, but it didn’t seem like Cheonma would smile so foolishly.

Fake Guntar. Fake. Cheonma can’t control himself. He claims to be real. Unstable mind.

Inferiority complex.

“Fake.”

“… What?”

“I’ve also seen a fake psychopath acting as Cheonma.”

Guntar’s eyes tremble slightly. Kim Jun-ho’s mouth begins to move fiercely, convinced by this.

“I found out later that he thought he was real. He was so absorbed in his acting that he also made a mistake. “Isn’t it disgusting? That a fake is pretending to be real and then being mistaken?”

“Is there such a crazy kid?”

“Oh, there is. Those idiots should all die, right?”

“That’s right, that’s right. Those guys have no honor, and they have no courage.”

Kim Jun-ho expresses his irritation and anger. By the way, the subject has changed to Cheon-ma, but he really was a victim of impersonation when he lived on Earth. He added a friend in the game as a sub-character who came to study, played games with him, and interacted with him in various ways, but he was actually a local. He tried to

revive the anger from that time and was acting awkwardly, but to others, it felt like ‘anger at a scammer who just happened to pass by’, so it felt genuine.

Cheon-ma had been guessing that Kim Jun-ho was a climber, so he realized that he was talking about another world. And the fake Guntar was shaking.

‘This is a crisis.’

Cheon-ma quickly grasped the situation. This, the probability of the situation going from bad to worse was too high. At this rate, the fake Guntar will explode. This guy’s mind is unstable.

‘…’

However, it would be a stretch to immediately aim for a return, because there were so many things he had to endure to stand here. How much did he have to bend his pride to escape the tower? In modern terms, the sunk cost would be high.

How could it be, if he just got through this now…

‘Guntar. You endure it.’

“…”

‘That’s just the nonsense of someone who doesn’t know what they’re doing. You are the real Guntar. I, a Cheonma, guarantee it.’

“Don’t you have balls? You impersonators.”

“I’ve seen that kind of guy too. He kept bragging that he was the Iron Fist of Planet Yune, but it turns out he wasn’t even from Planet Yune.”

“You fucking idiots.”

The fake Guntar’s trembling grew worse. Cheonma had a gut feeling. This guy, he probably wouldn’t be able to endure it.

‘… Can’t I help it?’

Cheonma had no choice but to seize control of his body. Up until now, he had steadily taken over the market share, but he had not acted out of consideration for the eyes of the Transcendent. If he had put his mind to it, he could take control of his body. It wouldn’t be easy for Cheonma to act as Guntar himself, but he could pretend to be drunk and fall asleep.

Cheonma’s mental power that had been ingrained for a long time, and the mental power of the fake Guntar that the angels had hastily created. If the two were to face off, it would be obvious who would win.

‘?!’

However, Cheonma also misjudged, because the fake Guntar’s mental power that had pressed the trauma button was like a wild horse running wild. If it had been normal, Cheonma’s mental power would have pushed out the fake Guntar’s mentality within 10 seconds… But the

fake Guntar’s mind, filled with all sorts of emotions such as depression, inferiority complex, anger, irritation, self-loathing, and resentment, was like a typhoon.

“Shut up, you little brats who lost their mothers.”

“… What?”

Cheonma was… a step too late.

Guntar is a kind person. He never cursed unless he was joking, and he never blushed in front of his colleagues. The reason his friends could take Guntar’s pranks as pranks was because he had a unique sense of humor. Playing funny pranks required extreme social skills.

“You punks, you punks, you’re talking nonsense.”

“Hey, hey, what’s wrong?”

“Who said fake was fake? You fucking punks.”

In Guntar’s current appearance, there wasn’t even a trace of humor.

‘Was coming here a mistake?’

The spirit of Cheonma let out a deep sigh.

“What’s wrong? You didn’t even drink!”

“Everyone, get out of the way! I’ll calm him down!”

The fake Guntar couldn’t hold it in.

In a way that was completely uncharacteristic of ‘Guntar.’

Five minutes later,

“…”

Guntar was arrested without even being able to return.