Chapter 143
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[Hero and Demon King]
Your Excellency Yu Eunha gave me an ordeal.
To be honest, I had no desire to do this annoying crap, but Your Excellency Yu Eunha said that if I pulled it off, she would make a hundred years feel like ten.
It would obviously be a passive skill. Would it kill her to just give it to me?
The errand was for me to personally guide the story of the hero and the demon king, the one she had been writing, to a happy ending.
In other words, I was supposed to become the hero and defeat the demon king.
At first, that was what I thought.
She said time in the archive would not move until I defeated him and came back, so when I woke up in the archive, Ray would probably think I had only been asleep.
Meaning I alone had to work my ass off here and then return.
After being dropped into the world of the hero and the demon king, I realized this place was exactly the kind of world you would see in a japanese isekai.
Guilds, dungeons, abilities, that sort of thing.
Maybe I should think of it as the medieval version of earth after the Hunter Era arrived.
Sure. It was nice that she had provided everything I needed, including a Language Patch.
The problem was…
“Ah, fuck.”
Name: Yu Eunha Job: Porter Title: Yongyong’s Yongyong’s Gonna Die Trait: Yongyong-i Mk. 2
“She could have at least given me the saintess, archer, or warrior role!”
I nearly flipped over when I saw the Status Window.
Better to be a Heroine candidate! I could just crush the hero instead and build myself a yuri harem! But what the hell was this? Porter?
I know I am the one saying this, but she wanted a perfect beautiful girl like me, not a Masochist or some muscle-bound woman, to be a porter?
For the first time in my life, I felt my blood pressure rise.
Even if I wanted to ignore the Status Window, my position was probably already fixed.
Leaving that goddamn trash Status Window aside, I had to get into the hero’s party with the single-minded goal of somehow taking down the demon king.
According to the original Hero and Demon King, the porter had to join the hero’s party through the guild.
I should have known something was off when the porter had an oddly large amount of screen time. Hoo.
Anyway, I decided to go to the guild and apply to join a party as a porter.
“Welcome. I am Mari, a beastfolk receptionist of the Adventurer’s Guild. How may I help you?”
“No way. This can’t be!”
The moment I entered the guild, I was shocked.
There was a Beastfolk in the guild. A Cat-eared Beastfolk, no less!
It was not as if there were no Beastfolk among Otherworlders, but they were extremely rare, so this was my first time seeing one in person.
Black cat ears and black hair. Brown eyes. A gorgeous figure.
I could not let this pass.
“Hey, Beastfolk unni. Later, you and I, rich slug sex, go?”
“Pardon?”
For a moment, I lost sight of my objective.
Seeing the cat girl prick up her ears and grow wary of me, I came back to my senses.
“Ah, shit. That’s not it. I’m a porter. Can I register?”
“Uh, Porters are registered after we check their abilities.”
For that much, one subspace should be more than enough!
From what I heard, porter registration was fairly simple. Since Porters were disposable anyway, they just had you show the Guild Master how much luggage you could carry and then assigned you a grade.
“I am Guild Master Chaereujolsig.”
“Hello.”
The person I met because he was going to check my grade looked like Choi Cheolsik. He was even bald.
Wasn’t that name way too similar to Choi Cheolsik?
“You look like a weak woman, though. Can you really carry things? Even men cannot become Porters just because they want to. You need some muscle. And you are not Beastfolk either.”
Hold on, is this human committing racial discrimination right now?
“Just give me the luggage first, sir.”
Guild Master Chaereujolsig showed me a stupidly huge boulder, as if telling me to try lifting it.
I showed him by putting it into subspace and taking it back out.
“Good enough?”
“Incredible! At this level, you are an s-rank porter! Krahahaha! This is the first s-rank porter I have ever seen in my life! How pitiful! If only you had that kind of ability in any other profession, it would be perfect!”
So, was this old man happy about it or not? Damn it.
In any case, my subspace ability seemed to be quite useful for a porter.
As expected, the hero’s party came to the guild in the kingdom capital where I was staying.
I sat quietly in a corner of the guild, watching the situation unfold while eating the guild’s food.
“Well, if it isn’t our hero and his companions?”
“Hahaha. Please, you flatter us too much. We are still in the middle of our journey.”
“Mm. What brings you here?”
“We would like to hire a porter.”
And there it was. They wanted a porter. This part was probably going exactly like the story.
“A porter?”
“Our luggage has been increasing, so I think we need someone separate to handle it.”
“Not a bad idea. As it happens, a suitable porter for you joined the guild not long ago. An s-rank porter, no less.”
“Oh. Really?”
Hah. The mighty yongyong-i, reduced to a mere porter.
A fantasy version of Choi Cheolsik. For all I knew, that guy might have come from the original world too.
And so, my profile information was handed to the hero like a résumé.
For reference, I had wrapped something like a cloth around my head.
Underneath, I wore leather clothing with a cloak over it, so the equipment itself suited a porter perfectly.
With my eyes moderately covered like this, I would not attract flies wherever I went.
Otherwise, people would drown helplessly in my looks.
“Incredible. To think a girl would have such an ability. An ordinary porter would not suit us on a long journey. Would you lend your strength to our hero’s party?”
“If you offer four major insurances and a fat paycheck, I’m totally in.”
And so, I joined the hero’s party.
As expected, the hero was a sweet-looking blond guy, and, like a harem protagonist at a glance, he had only beautiful girls at his side.
Still, in this kind of setup, they were usually not officially paired up yet, so wouldn’t I have a chance to devour them?
It was time for formal introductions. Every single heroine bitch, except for the handsome guy, was scowling.
And the first to introduce himself was our hero, dressed in gear so shiny that one look screamed he was being hard-carried by his items.
“I am hero Ruin! I originally lived in Tuto, a remote little village out in the provinces, but I was chosen by the Goddess and became the hero. This is Plena of the ear-grabber tribe, my fiancée. And over there is my childhood friend, priestess Luina. This is mage Ruel, whom I met on my journey.”
“What? Fuck.”
In other words, before I could even devour them, they were already Route Completed?
I could tell just by looking at their eyes. Hearts were practically bursting out of all of them. Plena and the others were all in a Route Completed state.
Plena seemed like an elf.
Anyway, who was I? Indomitable Yongyong-i.
I would do Yuri NTR! I would become the pussy that butted in between dick and pussy!
“Hm?”
“It’s nothing.”
Then it was time for me to introduce myself. The name Yu Eunha would probably not work in this world. What should I call myself? Yu yongyong?
If I did not need to think up a name, maybe I should just go with Silverryuk. Even among the heroines right now, there were plenty of people with names like Silverryuk.
It was a name suited to an otherworld. Yong Silverryuk. In English, dragon Silverryuk.
It sounded pretty good, didn’t it?
“Yongyong Silverryuk.”
“That is quite a strange name. Yongyong Silverryuk?”
No, even I thought it sounded weird.
“My age is eternally seventeen. I am dragon Silverryuk.”
“Ooh. What a cool name. Dragon, huh.”
Ruin’s eyes sparkled innocently. He really gave off the air of a curious, righteous, pure hero.
And yet he had conquered the heroines?
The angle was clear. This bastard had not stuck his dick in the heroines.
I suspected he had only been able to win the heroines over through words and dramatic presentation.
“Wait. Looking at your body, you don’t look remotely capable of being a porter.”
One of the heroines, mage Ruel, suddenly challenged me in a hostile tone.
“Why not?”
“What do you mean, why not? You think you can do it with such a delicate body?”
It was true that, from the outside, my body looked slender and delicate. Fine. So this was how they were going to keep me in check?
“Hmph. We are enough on our own. Ruin, let’s ignore this bitch with nothing but a pretty face.”
“Right. S-rank porter? She probably has some kind of connection with that baldy.”
No, these fucking bitches looked tempting enough that I wanted to devour them on the spot, but did they think they could run their mouths just because they had mouths?
Who did they think I was?
I thumped my chest and objected.
“I can do it.”
“Hmph. With words, even a child can say they will defeat the demon king.”
True. In my own room, I could unify the world too.
“Kekekeke. I knew you would say that, so I prepared something.”
“Ooh. What is it?”
I showed them by taking objects out of subspace and putting them back in.
Handsome hero Ruin clapped. Yes. You recognize my worth.
“Isn’t it impressive? This is the porter ability I possess. If I place our hero and his companions inside, travel to another city alone, and then take our hero and his companions back out, would that not make for a comfortable journey?”
“You’re interesting! All right, come with us!”
“Ooh, as long as you pay me, I’ll work hard!”
Not that I cared about money.
But if I said I had come for money, those pussies would be less wary of me.
“She really seems like a shallow person who only cares about money, doesn’t she?”
“In that case, it does not matter. Besides, she looks weak aside from her ability.”
“We are here anyway.”
These dogshit bitches. They were keeping me in check so damn hard. I was planning to devour you, not the hero.
Should I have approached them as a man, then?
No, if I approached them as a man, the hero would make a fuss. Wouldn’t being a woman actually be better?
Whatever. It was not as if I had a way to become a man.
[System message: The Cross-dressing Skill has been granted for times like this!]
“Why the hell are you only telling me that now?”
If I had known, I would have thought it through a little more!
[System message: These things happen.]
I sincerely wanted to flick Your Excellency Yu Eunha on the forehead.
Anyway, that was how my life in the hero’s party began.
However, handsome hero Ruin unexpectedly looked after me. Whether we went hunting or sat down to eat, he kept going out of his way for me for no damn reason, and I started feeling a little guilty.
Then, one day…
“Hey, you.”
The heroines gathered as a group and called me over.
It felt like that thing. Like delinquent girls at a high school for girls calling an outcast outside to bully her.
To think the mighty yongyong-i would become an outcast.
But this was not bad either. I would show these damn heroines my true feelings.
“Yeees?”
“What were you thinking when you joined this party?”
“To earn money?”
“Then there must have been other parties you could have joined besides the hero’s party.”
Was that seriously something that could come out of the heads of the hero’s party? The amounts earned by a normal party and the hero’s party were on completely different levels to begin with.
“Sigh. You young Ladies, honestly. You were in the hero’s party from the start and have been sleeping in nice places, so you may be immature, but a bitch like me has to latch onto the hero’s party to succeed. A porter for some random party, or a porter for the hero’s party. Which one looks better to you?”
“Mm, that is true.”
“No, you just insulted us so naturally.”
Mage Ruel objected to my words.
“That can happen. Why are the hero’s party members so petty?”
“What did you say?”
“Hoo. Honestly. I have no interest in the hero, so stop picking fights with me for no reason.”
Common sense said there was no way I could like dick.
Even if, in the absolute worst-case scenario, I did fall to Female corruption, the hero would still be out. I could tell just by looking at his lower half. This guy was tiny.
“Wh-what? You really…”
The way she flushed, like I had hit a nerve, was cute, at least.
“No, stop. Is that person not right? From the look of her, even as a woman she is quite, well…”
The priestess bitch looked me up and down, then gave a faint snort of laughter.
Apparently, she was treating me like some beggar bitch who had crawled in from nowhere, judging by my outfit alone.
Fine. Laugh all you want. Later, I will make you cry like a bitch beneath me.
I did think about attacking them at night. But these bitches had set up a separate tent for me. Out of consideration? No. It meant they would not let me into the women-only tent. In other words, I was an outcast.
It could not be helped. If anything, this meant I could do what I needed to do without worrying about anyone watching.
I took out the Hero and Demon King scenario script.