Chapter 9 – Scar Rate (3)

One.

In an era where a person’s value is determined by how helpful they are in killing the beast, Iaris was abandoned by his parents.

It was a difficult time for everyone, so no one paid attention to her as an orphan, so she grew up as an orphan beggar in her slums.

She was weak, without a guardian, and as a child, lived a life of extreme poverty, to the point that even the poor stuck out her tongue, calling her a beggar.

From the outside, she was so severely malnourished that all she could see were bones and skin, and her poor people who saw her said in unison that she would become one of the people who died of starvation in the slums where guesthouses became a daily life.

But for some reason she didn’t die. Even as her death hung before her eyes, she faced the next day holding her breath.

Not knowing that it was a harbinger of her latent abilities, her poor people rejected her as ominous.

Having started her life as an abandoned woman, she has been abandoned even by those at the bottom of the world, and has become completely alone.

Alone, she did not die. She somehow survived and moved on with her life.

Just like that, when she reached the age where she could think and act for herself, she accidentally discovered that her own recovery rate was much faster than that of others.

Living in the slums, she learned a little late that being different from others in this era is a blessing.

She felt unfair that she had learned something new, so she stayed up that night in tears, and the next day, she headed to the Awakened Registry she had heard about in rumors, looking like a beggar. She was welcomed that day and she became an Awoken member of the Society.

From then on, it was the beginning of the legend of the self-made icon everyone knows, the S-class hero Iaris.

If it ended like this, it could be said to be a really dramatic life reverse, but the reality is not so easy.

The days in the slums, which were a nightmare for Ia Rhys, had a huge negative impact.

The icon of a self-made man, the idol of all awakened people, and the king of the end of standing alone, Iaris, has a ghost that is never satisfied engraved on the back.

She spent all the income she earned from Awakening activities on buying things of high value. She didn’t bargain, and even if her back was beaten, she unconditionally paid the seller’s price as a lump sum. It was to erase the days of the slums through extreme luxury.

Even her merchants, who liked her, were terrified that she asked for a big hukou at first because of her extreme consumption that even felt her madness, and the higher her name rose, the more the market could afford her. Did not remain

Having bought everything that money can buy, she began to turn her eyes to things she couldn’t buy with her own money. And where her gaze rested, there was honor.

Honor, commonly referred to in this age of chaos, is attacking other worlds such as dungeons and gates.

And among them, those with the greatest honor were called S-class awakeners, and among those S-class awakeners, the guild with the highest name value belonged to the Immortal Giant Guild, Liar’s Trap.

Iaris, who decided that if she entered the Liars Trap and performed well, she would gain honor that could not be obtained with money, and announced her intention to transfer to the Liars Trap that day.

So, three months after she entered the liars trap, she gave up her luxury.

When that wasn’t enough, she sold or threw away many of her luxuries. In her house, only an empty display case remained.

It wasn’t that I gave up luxury because I overcame my inner hunger. It was because he had discovered something so great that it could be called any jewel or treasure he had ever obtained.

The monster Scar Rate, who is the No. 1 contributor to raising Rias Trap to the world’s No. 1 guild, and the No. 2 Awoken person ranking in the world.

The woman with the highest honor that Iaris so longed for had a man who would give her all to get her hands on.

That man was Pastor, an F-class Awakener belonging to the Liars Trap.

The man Scar Rait loves doesn’t accept her heart. How ecstatic would it be if you got your hands on a man that even Scar Rate couldn’t get your hands on? Do you feel like you have the whole world?

The moment she imagined the sight of holding Pastor’s leash in front of Scar Rate, a thrill like madness passed through Ia Reese’s lower abdomen.

Right after that, she made up her mind. To make her pasta her own.

2.

When using a hypnosis application to spend time with Ska rate or other S-level awakening people, use a private hotel with strict security. Because I don’t want these bitches in my house.

For me, home was a haven, the only place where I could put my mind at ease. Introduce a destroyer of rest into such a precious space? Even if you hypnotize me, it’s Ebasheba tuna.

And now that I know that all of the hypnosis was actually a fallacy, I don’t want to bring them into my house even more.

“…But why is he sleeping next to me?”

But as always, my wind was easily extinguished like a candle in front of a typhoon. When I opened my eyes, I saw Skar Rait sleeping next to me. It was something that should never have happened.

At first, I didn’t understand this situation, but I remembered what had happened before I collapsed with a headache that came right after.

Scar Rate passed out, and I got drunk and took him home and fell asleep.

It seemed that I was not properly discerning because I was drunk. I was insane, so I brought this mad sabbathbreaker into my house.

Fuck I’d just dump it on the side of the road and come home alone.

I put my right hand on my forehead and sincerely regretted it.

But regretting it doesn’t make it impossible for something that has already happened. It was far better to think about what to do from now on than to sit back and regret it.

First of all, let’s wake up the ska rate and show the hypnosis application in a dreamy gap. Then you’ll pretend to be hypnotized like you used to? That’s when you order them to go home. Then won’t you come back home?

It was a pretty good idea for a momentary flash. Once I made my decision, all that was left was to move, and I stood up and took out my smartphone from my pocket.

“… Shit.”

And when I saw my smartphone that was discharged because there was no battery, I cursed.
As long as the smartphone was turned off, the hypnosis application and everything else would be gone. The plan had to be completely revised.

But why is there no battery? Has that much time passed?

I looked at the clock and it was only 4pm. It wasn’t even a day. I fell down in the morning and woke up in the afternoon.

What the fuck

It wasn’t long enough for the phone to drain. I thought about whether there was something that could have caused my phone to turn off.

As soon as I went to work with a full battery, I was caught by Scar-Rate, and it wasn’t that I was beaten unilaterally by Scar-Rate for about 5 minutes. I came home thinking I was about to collapse.

······That’s sweet. What’s up

No matter how much I tried, I couldn’t find the reason. The discharge of the battery thus remained an unsolved case.

Anyway, that doesn’t matter now. The important thing now was how to return the red-hot time bomb named Scar Rate so that I and this house could live a peaceful life again.

Let’s start by charging the phone. Just turn it on and you can use the hypnosis app right away.

My mobile phone has a super-fast charging function, so just plug in the charger and you can use it right away.

Great. There is no change in my plan.

Thinking about that, I was about to get up when I suddenly saw Scar Rate, who was sleeping with his body turned toward me.

Ska rate, who closed her eyes and breathed softly at regular intervals, was a great beauty.

If even I, who suffered so much, felt this way… How pretty would Scar Rate look in other people’s eyes?

I don’t know if it’s because she was distracted by her beauty, but she inadvertently spat out words that I thought I could never say.

“You look so pretty when you’re sleeping. It would have been perfect if only that violent temper had been done.”

However, Scar Rait was a woman who was born to be a monster of destruction.
As a child, she was told by the Rait family housekeeper that on the day Scar Rait was born, all the windows on that floor were shattered due to mana-laden cries.

About the same evening she heard the story, she had her arm broken by Scar Rait.

Her body trembled as she recalled her memories of that time. Anyway, I don’t have any good memories with him.

Wouldn’t that be scare rate, that is, that the word violent became a human form?

She shook her head and tried to get up from her seat, but I saw a reddish blush appearing on Ska Lait’s face. She seemed to have a lot of fever, and a blush appeared on her face.

She looked even prettier with her pretty face even blushed. It had been a long time since she had thought of ska rate as pretty.

To think that such a pretty and talented woman likes me… No matter how much I thought about it, it didn’t make sense.

Well, that doesn’t mean I couldn’t have feelings for him or anything like that. For that reason, she had suffered too much from this bitch, so it seemed that she would not like it even if it was unfair.

By the way she looks a little cute considering that ska rate likes me.

With that thought in mind, I got out of bed and plugged my phone into the charger. And after about 30 seconds, the phone turned on.

“Oh, it’s ultra-fast charging, so the performance is certain…”

Geeeee-!

“Guman?”

A loud vibration broke my admiration. At the same time, endless text notifications and missed call notifications covered the phone screen.

This, this is the Mercenary…

When I was perplexed by the bizarre phenomenon that happened to my cell phone, Scar Rate, who put her chin on my shoulder from behind, quietly asked her ear.

“What year is it?”

The warm body temperature of the ska rate warmed my body, but even so, I couldn’t help but shudder at the coldness that made my heart freeze.

Say cute, completely canceled.