Chapter 30

EP.30 The Saintess Who Breaks the World and the Tsundere Male Character

Max Demian said.

To Emil Sinclair.

At the same time,

Hermann Hesse said.

To all the readers of his book.

A bird struggles to come out of the egg.

Whoever wants to be born must destroy a world.

The egg is a world.

The saintess is benevolent.

Her benevolence, which overflows from her heart, is so endless that it even affects the size of her chest.

Her benevolence rivals the towering Mount Tai,

and is so abundant that it can fill the deepest abyss.

Enough to break the world of a bird that cannot come out of the egg.

...

The saintess has just broken a world.

A world where the bird can act as a male.

Thud— The sound of a mortar and pestle echoed through the room via the speakers.

What followed was,

Crunch, the sound of something being crushed and losing its original form.

[ Damn it ]

[ No, this is a bit much ]

[ Ahh, damn it ]

[ Ouch, that must hurt ]

[ Why does it hurt even for me to watch? ]

[ Damn, it’s a hundred percent busted ]

[ What kind of game simulates even the balls? Hahaha ]

[ I see, that’s why he allowed the bird to come so close ]

[ You heartless woman ]

[ It’s self-defense ]

[ In a game where winning and losing is decided, self-defense and all that crap, hahaha ]

[ No, if someone is about to stab you in the neck, would you just stand there? ]

[ You should fight fairly, not be a coward ]

[ Teacher, don’t you think it’s a bit much to complain about fair play when a warrior is being kneaded by a priest? ]

[ That’s true ]

[ Balls crushed, no armor, nothing left, hahaha ]

[ This game is too realistic, hahaha ]

[ Is it really that realistic? It doesn’t even let you take off your underwear ]

[ ? ]

[ Should the game rating committee intervene? ]

[ It’s weird to complain about not being able to take off underwear in a team battle game, hahaha ]

[ It’s weird enough to put on, why take it off, hahaha ]

[ Saintess, mammoth, boom, Saintess, mammoth, boom, Saintess, mammoth, boom, Saintess, mammoth, boom, Saintess, mammoth, boom ]

[ Maybe getting the balls crushed is a reward ]

[ Your brain is already crushed ]

[ Ah, hahaha, I’m being kneaded by the smooth, plump thighs of the saintess, hahaha ]

[ Every time I see the saintess, I think her body proportions are off, aren’t they? ]

[ What’s the problem? ]

[ Her body is slender like a Slenderman, but her thighs, chest, and hips are ridiculously huge, hahaha ]

[ Really, hahaha, it’s like she jumped out of an erotic manga ]

[ The saintess customization is more appealing than most female characters ]

[ It’s creepy when it’s too big, why is the saintess appealing? ]

[ It’s just that the creepiness doesn’t quite reach the threshold, hahaha ]

[ Ah, hahaha, this is the master’s greatest work, and it’s not creepy at all, hahaha ]

[ No one’s watching, and you’re adjusting the character’s chest size with a mouse... This is a bit creepy ]

[ Ouya ]

[ Really, hahaha ]

[ Really, hahaha ]

[ The opposing warrior is so pitiful. He did well, but his teammates didn’t support him, ㅠ ]

[ It was his last chance, if he doesn’t save it, he’ll get his balls crushed and die ]

[ A priest who doesn’t need support from teammates... That’s rare, isn’t it? ]

[ It’s possible now because my rank is low, but I’m not sure if it will work when I get higher ]

[ That’s a future concern, but for now, it’s over ]

[ The surrender window is up, GG ]

[ Great play, priest... I’m really impressed ]

[ This is what it takes to be MVP, I’m feeling a bit down ]

[ Ah, hahaha, even healers have their levels ]

[ What was my score? Isn’t it time to level up? ]

[ Why isn’t my score going up, ㅠ ]

[ Probably because of the losing streak, my MMR is a mess ]

[ But still, with the win streak bonus, I might level up ]

The game ended with the terminal scream of the iron-armored warrior whose balls were crushed.

“Good job.”

While sending a message through the microphone that the other players wouldn’t hear,

I faced the yellow light of my rank, which had turned a slightly deeper shade.

The message floating in the center of the result screen read:

『You have been promoted to Yellow 3 in the solo/duo ranked game.』

While this was a moment that any player of Rainbow Tales would cheer, I calmly clicked the confirmation button and entered the queue for the next game.

It was because, until recently, I had been a Yellow 1 player, so it didn’t matter whether I was at rank 4 or 3 until I recovered my score.

My broadcast, which started when the sun began to tilt towards the horizon, continued without pause until the sunset now cast a red glow.

Depending on the match, a game could last 30 minutes if it ended quickly, usually around 45 minutes, and sometimes up to an hour. Having played seven matches, it was natural that a lot of time had passed.

My viewers, who watched my broadcast, were either cheering for my ability to maintain focus through such long play sessions or were amazed by it.

“...”

The turning point was the tournament.

More precisely, it was the process of preparing for the tournament, where I practiced so hard that I even cut down on my sleep.

My fingers, which had moved like a twitching fish against my will, were now under my complete control.

The final match was a fluke, but I adapted to this body quickly enough to confidently suggest a chat order for the victory.

In many ways, I benefited greatly from this talented body.

Thinking back,

the physical attributes of the ‘saintess’ were excessively perfect.

Among them, the most notable was her reaction speed, which seemed impossible for a human to possess.

Her concentration, which never wavered to anything else from the start to the end of a match, also played a significant role in securing victory.

Moreover, her overheated brain could recover to its original state even with the short downtime between matches.

Considering all these factors, I evaluated that this body was made for gaming.

That’s why I was in high spirits.

If I kept this up, it was only natural that I would recover my lost score and might even reach Orange and Red, and perhaps even Rainbow.

Soon, the match was completed,

and a window requesting permission to enter the ranked game appeared.

Without hesitation, I pressed the accept b

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The world spun, ping.

The floor and ceiling swapped positions in an instant.

No, it was my body that had swapped positions.

My body, which had been comfortably seated in the chair, lost its strength like a marionette with its strings cut and fell heavily to the floor.

Bang. The sound of the chair tipping over echoed in my ears.

By the time I realized this,

my vision went black.

...

...

...

“...I’m hungry.”

What woke me up was

the alarm of my stomach.

Rumble— My body was protesting to its owner, squeezing the stomach.

And just by that,

I knew why I had suddenly fainted.

I wasn’t having a stroke or anything.

You madman.

There can’t be many people in the world who would game until they collapse from hunger.

When I jumped up and looked at the computer,

I felt a bit ashamed of myself for thinking about the computer first even in this situation,

but the chat room of my broadcast was burning with activity due to my absence.

Once I realized the problem, my weak body,

which was struggling to even produce a voice,

became even more evident.

I decided to end the broadcast for the day and leave a simple message:

“...”

My stomach continued to protest,

but I had nothing to offer in response.

Money? I spent it all. Not even a single 100 won coin is left.

You might wonder where all the money from the pile of donations I received from my broadcast went, but there was still some time before the platform’s settlement period.

The prize money from the tournament I just finished would also be transferred around the same time.

Food?

I had eaten dog food,

which was, admittedly, quite tasty. But...

No, that’s not the point.

After that, there was nothing left, even if I wanted to eat and die.

If this continues, I might have to catch and eat even a tiny spider building a web in the corner of the room.

...Of course, that was not an option.

The problem I had been putting off had finally exploded.

I had tried to hold on a bit longer.

It seems I couldn’t.

I had ignored my body’s limits, thinking it would hold out longer than I expected, which ultimately led to this mess.

And if I continued like this, I would likely be a corpse before I could even use the money.

I didn’t want to end my life, which I had decided to cling to, with a death as trivial as starvation.

To think that my greatest crisis in life would be a battle against hunger.

I was a bit taken aback, but it was a more serious problem than I had imagined.

Should I really go to the park and eat a bird or something?

Or maybe I could rummage through a food waste bin.

I’ve done it before.

Of course, the memory of nearly dying from food poisoning I had brought upon myself naturally came to mind, so I wanted to avoid it until the very last moment.

No,

I might not need to resort to such desperate measures.

I don’t have a hobby of eating strange things, so there’s no need to take the painful path.

There was the method I had used before with the male students near the convenience store,

where I would extort money under the guise of lecturing them...

Or I could grab a passerby, male or female, and beg for a meal,

which anyone would find hard to refuse given my pitiful appearance...

...

...

“Ah.”

Then I remembered that person.

Even I, who spent the whole day locked in my room,

had someone I could call a proper acquaintance.

I had ended the broadcast, but I still operated the computer, which was still displaying the Rainbow Tales screen.

It was in-game chat.

A 1:1 chat room between users.

[ Saintess: . ]

Not knowing what to say first, I just sent a dot,

but the other person replied incredibly quickly.

[ SekaiIchiBang: Why? ]

[ Saintess: Why is your reply so fast? ]

[ SekaiIchiBang: If you’re going to say something pointless, I’ll block you and keep gaming. ]

[ Saintess: ㅠㅠ ]

[ SekaiIchiBang: In the middle of a team fight. ]

[ Saintess: I’ll contact you later then. ]

[ SekaiIchiBang: Team fight’s over. ]

[ Saintess: Already? ]

[ SekaiIchiBang: Just didn’t feel like it anymore. ]

[ Saintess: You said you wouldn’t troll anymore. ]

[ SekaiIchiBang: That’s only when I’m with you. ]

[ SekaiIchiBang: Anyway, what is it? ]

[ Saintess: Nothing much. ]

[ SekaiIchiBang: ㅇ ]

[ Saintess: Can you send me a gift card? ]

[ Saintess: ㅎㅎ ]

[ SekaiIchiBang: I’ll take care of it? ]

[ Saintess: No, ㅠㅠ I’m hungry. ]

[ SekaiIchiBang: Die. ]

[ Saintess: That’s too harsh. ]

[ SekaiIchiBang: How can I send a gift card to someone who doesn’t have a phone number? ]

[ Saintess: ㅠ ]

[ SekaiIchiBang: ㄱㄷ ]

...

[ SekaiIchiBang: I left an image link on Discord. ]

[ Saintess: Yay! ]

[ SekaiIchiBang: Looks like you’re about to starve to death. ]

[ Saintess: . ]

[ SekaiIchiBang: Contact me when you’re hungry. ]

[ SekaiIchiBang: Don’t let your nonexistent pride get in the way. ]

[ SekaiIchiBang: Don’t wait until you’re at the end of your rope to ask for help. ]

[ Saintess: Are you worried? ]

[ SekaiIchiBang: ㅗ ]

The chat room deactivated with his parting message.

A message indicating that there was no one to chat with appeared.

It’s unlikely that someone as dedicated to gaming as me would suddenly quit,

so he probably went offline because he didn’t want to talk to me anymore.

Tsundere bastard.

The idea of a male tsundere is annoying, but there’s no denying that the word fits this guy perfectly.

Anyway,

I downloaded the image file to my phone without a number and left for the convenience store, whistling a happy tune.

Author's Note

Thank you, Papu, for the 50 coin donation!

I came a bit early because I thought it would be good to update the build-up chapter on weekdays.

Now it’s time to get to work, so I’ll keep the afterword short and see you on Saturday.

Thank you for always reading.