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Chapter 31 of 100

Chapter 31

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EP.31 How to Hand a Long Sword to a Saint Who Performs Tricks with Her Heart

Useless.

It means something that is of no use anywhere.

It was also a phrase that a child, who had despaired of the painful reality, would always think of when she inflicted wounds on her own chest.

Since she was useless, no one would look for her.

That's why she was lonely.

She was lonely because she was of no use to anyone.

So, I am useless.

This thought, which had taken root in her consciousness from the moment she could think rationally, was rotting and eating away at her, yet she did not think it was wrong.

One day, a hand was casually extended to her.

"My mom said that there's nothing in this world that is useless."

It wasn't some massive innovation that could twist life itself.

It was just that once a week,

after the service, for a very short time,

a meeting that lasted less than ten minutes was added.

But with just that one change,

like rain finding its way into a dry desert, the child's world began to come alive.

When she heard the words, "I'm glad I met you,"

the useless thing became useful.

Just as something that seems useless can be greatly used,

perhaps, even someone like me...

"Tsk."

I clicked my tongue.

With this small, self-deprecating action, the memory began to fade.

There is nothing more meaningless than honoring someone who can never return.

Rather than resist the irresistible, I decided to focus on something more productive.

It was moving my mouth and tongue.

As I slurped up the liquid climbing up the straw,

the body that had been listlessly drooping perked up as if asking when it had ever been like that.

The coolness of the drink, loaded with sugar and carbonation, soothed the overworked body and brain,

and the feeling was so pleasant that I couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle.

Then, I rolled my eyes,

and looked at the monitor displaying a program filled with text.

Since the summer chapter was already a mess...

My fingers, which had already read the opening of the novel hundreds of times, danced over the keyboard like a machine that had been fueled, tapping away loudly.

Faster,

faster!

I, who wasn't hungry, was invincible.

Dr. Pepper is a god!

[ ㅁㅊ; ]

[ Is this really the same room leader who could barely type 100 words and struggled not long ago? ]

[ I'm really moved and my heart swells with emotion, the rest is omitted. ]

[ You're faster than me lololololololololol ]

[ Isn't this what we call a significant improvement? ]

[ Feels like a disease lololol ]

[ So, when are we playing the game? ]

[ You must have the wrong number. ]

[ Snore snore snore snore snore snore snore ]

[ Please, just play the game... I just watched a tournament, why are you doing this... ]

[ ●▅▇█▇▆▅▄▇ ]

[ ●▅▇█▇▆▅▄▇ ●▅▇█▇▆▅▄▇ ●▅▇█▇▆▅▄▇ ●▅▇█▇▆▅▄▇ ]

[ Just lie down, seriously lie down. ]

[ ●▅▇█▇▆▅▄▇ ●▅▇█▇▆▅▄▇ ●▅▇█▇▆▅▄▇ ]

[ Newcomers, this streamer doesn't care about such things. ]

[ Why is the room leader broadcasting this, and why am I watching this? ]

[ I felt the same way at first, but it's really entertaining to watch. ]

[ What part, exactly? lololol ]

[ Are you brainwashed or something? ]

[ Brainwashed by a streamer? Just thinking about it is terrifying. ]

[ The world's first streamer who is serious about Hancom Typing Practice. ]

[ I don't want to be the first in that category lololololol ]

[ Don't watch this stream for too long, your constitution will change. ]

[ The valiant warrior roughly pushed the saint, fondling her plump body as if kneading dough. The saint's waist bent like a bow. "Hnnn" "I'll show you what a slut you are" the warrior unfastened his belt and pulled down his pants. ]

[ What the heck is this lololololololololol ]

[ No matter how bored you are, don't write smut in the chat lololololol ]

[ Is this Alpes? lololololol ]

[ So, what's the next part? ]

[ Pants are off, hurry up to the next part. ]

[ You're really good at getting attention lololololol ]

[ What is the room leader drinking so deliciously? ]

[ I can hear the gulping sound from here, sis. ]

[ Really? ]

[ What are you doing? You're almost chugging it lololol ]

[ Overdoing it, nope. ]

[ But it's strange. ]

[ What's strange? ]

[ How can you drink while typing? ]

[ The room leader is actually an alien with three hands. ]

[ lol ]

[ According to the One-Hand Utilization Theory, ]

[ What theory? ]

[ There's no such theory lololololol ]

[ You can use one hand as a support, prop it up, and drink easily. ]

[ I can't imagine it lololololol ]

[ Is there really a woman who can do this in real life?;; ]

[ There is, you just haven't met her. ]

[ You're really hitting the bone. ]

[ Even just looking at the saint, it's possible, right? ]

[ That's a character in the game lololololol ]

[ Really, who are these people who can't stop fantasizing? lololololol ]

[ Face reality, lololol ]

[ Reality? My reality is inside the monitor, kid. ]

[ What makes you so confident, sir? ㅠㅠ ]

[ She probably just put it on the desk and is drinking with a straw, you guys are overthinking it lololololol ]

Apart from its aesthetic appeal,

the body part that I had always considered useless and inconvenient,

had its own purpose.

The phrase "there's nothing in this world that is useless" applied even here.

While typing with both hands, I could drink the beverage...

Ah,

I finished it.

I paused my long text practice and looked around the desk.

I had only hoped for a quick meal or some instant food, but the amount of gift cards given by the tsundere male character was beyond imagination.

I should have contacted him earlier.

But I was also a person with a strong sense of pride.

While bending my pride for a moment seemed a million times better than giving up my dignity by eating dog food mixed with tap water or rummaging through food waste bins,

at least this way, I could avoid starving to death.

I unscrewed the cap of the 500ml Dr. Pepper and attached it to my chest.

Through the stretched black T-shirt,

two white, plump mounds hugged the cold drink like a mother holding a baby.

By inserting a long straw and sucking it up, the drink cooled me down both inside and out.

It's so refreshing.

I can assure you, this was an innovation.

The ability to drink something without extending your arm.

It's efficient.

Especially for someone who is a hardcore gamer and computer addict, who feels every moment away from the keyboard and mouse is a waste.

At first, I was worried it might fall down,

but the tight fit of the bra's lower part made it secure as long as it was properly placed.

When I sucked the straw, the sugar rushed through my veins, making my head spin.

This is what you might call gaming IV.

I might need to patent this.

With such absurd thoughts, I finished my typing practice.

It was at the point where the buckwheat flowers had withered from overuse.

And the next move of my mouse cursor,

naturally, was to launch the Lethe client.

The chat window, which had been filled with sleeping emoticons, burst into cheers.

The chat window, now several times more active and scrolling quickly,

seemed to have been bored despite their pretense.

Was I the only one who found it entertaining?

Feeling a bit annoyed,

I wondered how they would react if I just closed the game window,

but the cursor couldn't bring itself to click the close button.

I was so eager to play the game that I couldn't stand it.

...It's not for nothing that I'm called an addict.

So,

without a word, I started a match.

...

...

『The game has ended.

The Red Team, the 'Astaroth' Empire, has won!

The 'Sephiroth' Empire will disappear from this continent along with the broken World Tree.』

『You have been promoted to Yellow 2 in the Personal/2v2 Ranked Game.』

I continued to win one after another.

Since the tournament ended, I haven't lost a single game.

As a cleric, especially in the orthodox cleric position, my playstyle might seem like I'm just coasting through the game.

Healing from the back, sprinkling buffs.

Dying after a meaningless resistance when a warrior or thief attacks. Respawning and healing again.

The derogatory term "heal bitch" isn't just a name.

Compared to other classes where nerve-wracking battles happen several times a second, it's relatively easy to control.

The tasks are predefined.

Except for the 'Gaia's