Breaking Up with the Heroine of the Female-Oriented Game - Chapter 100
Chapter 100
Dinner with Roxanne and the Villain Hunt (2)
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The Church.
Since ancient times, the church has been a symbol of power.
Historian Kenneth Latourette once said, “In terms of influence, no single force in human history has had as much impact as the church.”
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To protect lost sheep from otherworldly beings and evil forces, the church became a shepherd, amassing power, wealth, and fame.
It stood as a rock in the chaotic world, both guardian and sword at the edge of a blade.
To survive in a world filled with threats, the church established specialized exorcism divisions, and the most prominent of these was the Execution Division.
And now…
“Hello, Lee Jinhyuk. It’s nice to finally meet you.”
“Yes, it’s nice to meet you too.”
“Hehe. I’m Cynthia Gwyn. Feel free to call me Cynthia.”
The woman welcoming me inside the Church of Noon was none other than Cynthia Gwyn, a former commander of the Execution Division and one of the UK’s most celebrated heroes—a high-ranker.
A genius who became a high-ranker in her late twenties.
While she may not have been quite on the same level as Hong Daye in her prime—when she was considered a Top 10 contender—Cynthia was undoubtedly stronger than the current Hong Daye.
Cynthia might have been able to defeat the Black-Handed Long-Armed Monkey and the Minotaur that had appeared at the academy all by herself.
‘I wonder how she compares to Yoo Dahee.’
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By now, after the end of the first semester’s finals, Yoo Dahee’s strength had likely grown to the level of a high-ranker.
As a growth-type munchkin character, Yoo Dahee grew exponentially stronger every day.
But compared to Cynthia?
In the game’s setting, Korean high-rankers were somewhat stronger than those from other countries.
However, considering experience, skill, and raw power, Cynthia was still likely superior for now.
After all, Cynthia had been a high-ranker for several years, whereas Yoo Dahee had only just reached that level.
But that wouldn’t last long.
If the game’s progression was any indication, Yoo Dahee would continue to grow at a terrifying rate until she became a single-ranker.
I want to deal with her before she grows even more…
But right now, that’s a bit difficult.
That’s why I’m thinking of starting by targeting her weak points, one by one.
“Your Korean is really good.”
“Oh~ this is just basic stuff.”
Cynthia waved her fingers as if it were no big deal.
She seemed to have the lively and friendly personality I had heard about.
She was loyal, but also very stubborn. Once she set her mind on something, she had to see it through.
“Cynthia, you can speak comfortably. You’re older than me, after all.”
“Oh, should I? Well, when in Korea, follow Korean customs~.”
Cynthia nodded enthusiastically, as if she had been waiting for this.
She scratched her chin and hummed for a moment, then openly scrutinized my face.
“Well, your personality seems decent enough, and your face isn’t bad either.”
“…What?”
What the heck is she talking about?
“Cynthia.”
“Oops.”
Right on cue.
“Cynthia didn’t say anything inappropriate, did she?”
Roxanne appeared from the back of the room.
She gently swept her soft pink hair aside as she approached with graceful steps.
Unlike at the academy, she was wearing her priestess robes, just like in the game’s illustrations.
The design was clean and simple—a white robe that radiated purity.
It was like a scene taken straight out of the game, and seeing it in real life was strangely moving.
Of course, in the game, it was a very different Roxanne who had stained those same robes with blood while threatening the protagonist’s group.
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“Oh my, what’s with the staring?”
“Ah.”
Cynthia’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
I shook my head, clearing my mind.
Glancing sideways, I noticed Cynthia chuckling softly, her lips half-covered like a mischievous girl.
“I get it. Our Roxanne is quite the beauty, isn’t she?”
“Uh, yes, she’s very….”
That was a bit of a tricky question.
A typical teenage boy might have stuttered at that point.
But having awakened my memories of my previous life, I was no typical adolescent. I had no problem openly acknowledging someone’s beauty.
“Roxanne is indeed beautiful.”
“Hehe.”
“But staring for too long was still rude of me.”
I turned to Roxanne and continued.
“It’s just my first time seeing you in priestess robes, so I was a bit curious. Sorry, Roxanne.”
“N-no, it’s fine.”
“Definitely understandable. After seeing you in your academy uniform all the time, it must be quite a sight to see you in priestess robes.”
Cynthia chimed in, her lips curling into a grin as she spoke nonsense.
“Boys have fantasies about priestess robes, you know. Seeing Roxanne in that pristine outfit might stir some… impure thoughts.”
“Cynthia Lu Gwyn.”
Roxanne’s voice dropped slightly as she addressed Cynthia by her full name, causing Cynthia to grimace, realizing her mistake.
Across cultures, getting called by your full name rarely signaled anything good.
“Sorry, Roxanne. Don’t be so scary, alright?”
“…There’s a guest here. Please mind your manners.”
“Got it, got it. Anyway, I’ll go check on the food preparations. You can show him to the dining area.”
With that, Cynthia disappeared in the direction of the kitchen.
Roxanne sighed softly, her gaze lingering where Cynthia had just been.
It seemed that, despite being a high-ranker and an Executioner, Cynthia’s playful nature often caused Roxanne a bit of trouble.
“Sorry about that. Cynthia can be a bit mischievous….”
“No need to apologize. She seems like a good person. And she’s funny.”
Despite her playful behavior, Cynthia was someone who would rise to the occasion when it truly mattered.
If anything happened, she would become Roxanne’s most dependable shield.
“Well, follow me.”
Roxanne began to lead the way, her steps slow and graceful.
“The dining hall is occupied at the moment, so I’ll take you to the reception room instead.”
“I hope I’m not taking up too much of your time.”
“Not at all. Work has slowed down a lot lately.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
Judging by the faint dark circles under her eyes, she seemed to pull all-nighters often.
“Oh, by the way, have you heard about Seong Yura?”
“…Yes.”
Roxanne hesitated for a moment.
“They say she was attacked during transport.”
“…….”
The Seong Yura assassination.
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She, along with everyone else in the transport vehicle, had been killed.
The audacity of the crime—ambushing the transport and killing everyone inside—shook Korea for a while.
But they still hadn’t found any clues about the culprits.
“What you sow, you reap… I suppose.”
Roxanne’s expression grew complicated.
It wasn’t as if she sympathized with Seong Yura, who had tormented her for so long and had hurt so many people. But having known her for years, it was only natural for Roxanne to feel a bit unsettled.
“Though the afterlife is the domain of higher powers, Seong Yura should have paid for her sins in this world.”
Roxanne’s face showed clear signs of inner conflict.
The reason I brought up Seong Yura’s death wasn’t just to stir Roxanne’s emotions.
It was meant as a build-up for something else.
A setup to discuss the villain organization that had orchestrated Seong Yura’s death.
‘Well, there’s no need to rush it. I’ll bring it up after dinner and see how she reacts.’
“Ah, we’ve arrived. Here we are.”
We had reached the reception room.
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The spacious room was large enough to accommodate several people and had a clean, elegant interior.
In the center was a dining table surrounded by plush chairs.
Roxanne led me to one of the chairs.
“Please have a seat and wait for a moment. The meal will be brought out shortly.”
– Knock, knock.
There was a knock on the door.
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I could sense someone outside the room.
“Room service~. Can I come in?”
“Yes, Cynthia.”
As soon as she got permission, Cynthia flung the door open, carrying a tray laden with various dishes.
…Wait, Cynthia was serving the food herself?
Considering her power, authority, and social standing, this was absurd.
Cynthia shouldn’t have been doing such menial tasks.
Even though Cynthia wasn’t the type to care about prestige, fetching and serving food herself seemed excessive.
“These are traditional British dishes. Both of you, enjoy your meal.”
“British food?”
“Hey, were you just thinking that it’s going to taste bad because it’s British cuisine?”
Cynthia suddenly snapped, seemingly out of nowhere.
“That’s just a stereotype! British food isn’t bad, alright? Stop the British food slander!”
“Uh, okay….”
I was just surprised, that’s all.
“Anyway, thank you for the meal. And thanks for inviting me today, Cynthia, Roxanne.”
“You’re welcome.”
I glanced over the food laid out on the table.
There was steak and kidney pie, roast beef, Yorkshire pudding, bangers and mash, beef Wellington, beef stew, fish and chips, and so on.
Had they just made everything on the menu?
In any case, we started our meal together.
The food was surprisingly good, well-seasoned and flavorful.
We engaged in some light conversation, sharing small talk and keeping the mood pleasant.
After a while, when the atmosphere had become comfortable enough, I began to check Roxanne’s reaction.
Time to bring it up, huh?
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“Roxanne.”
“Yes? Go ahead.”
“Um, well….”
I glanced at Cynthia, who was standing off to the side as a bodyguard, and trailed off.
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I was planning to reveal some personal information, so having Cynthia around made it hard to speak freely.
“I have something to discuss… privately.”
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“Privately?”
“Yeah, it’s something important.”
Roxanne tilted her head slightly in confusion.
Then, she glanced at Cynthia, who was dramatically covering her mouth and pretending to be shocked, and her shoulders twitched as if something occurred to her.
Roxanne lowered her gaze, looking somewhat conflicted.
“Is it something you can’t say in front of Cynthia…?”
“It’s a bit difficult, yeah.”
“I see….”
Roxanne seemed flustered and unsure.
Understandably so. After inviting me here for dinner, it probably felt awkward for her to hear me ask for a private conversation.
Since she had invited me as a show of thanks, even if there were security concerns, refusing such a request would have been hard for someone like Roxanne.
“Wow, I really didn’t pick up on the vibes, huh? Well, I’ll excuse myself now… Hehe.”
“Ah, Cynthia?”
Despite Roxanne’s flustered call, Cynthia just grinned mischievously and quickly left the room.
Roxanne glanced at me sideways, not sure what to do.
“Uh, well….”
“Was my request too much? I guess, as a saintess candidate, you have to be cautious about security and appearances.”
After Seong Yura’s downfall, people had begun to rally around Roxanne again, and the rumors about her being a saintess candidate had spread even to the academy.
It had only been a few months, but quite a few people had already aligned themselves under her banner.
Big names like Cynthia, as well as people in politics, business, and the hero world, were all drawn to Roxanne.
As future events in the game had shown, Roxanne would rapidly build her faction, drawing all sorts of people to her side.
No wonder she became one of the final bosses.
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Her charm was almost like a superpower.
Thinking back to the fanatics who followed her after she fell from grace in the game, this all made sense.
“No, I mean… it’s fine to be alone, but….”
“Yeah?”
“From my perspective… accepting your feelings might be difficult….”
“Huh?”
I couldn’t help but feel confused as I saw Roxanne looking at me apologetically.
Wait, what?
“Of course, you’re very charming, Jinhyuk, but I….”
“Wait, what are you talking about, Roxanne?”
I stared at her, baffled.
“I was just going to talk about the organization responsible for Seong Yura’s death. Where’s this coming from?”
“…What?”
“Did you really think I was going to confess to you?”
“Uh, um, well, that is….”
Suddenly, Roxanne’s face turned bright red, like a ripe tomato.
End of Chapter.
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