Breaking Up with the Heroine of the Female-Oriented Game - Chapter 130
Chapter 130
Reconciliation (1)
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Winter.
According to the seasonal calendar, winter begins on November 8th, the start of winter.
But given how chilly the weather is and the accumulated snow, it seems to be at least December or January…
“I died in summer but woke up in winter, what a situation.”
Jinhyuk muttered to himself as he carefully examined his surroundings.
He was currently in the mountains.
Right in front of a grave.
There were a few more small graves a little distance away.
It was a very familiar type of burial ground.
Could this be…
‘The family burial site where my parents are laid to rest?’
In fact, his family had inherited a small mountain for generations.
Located in quite a rural area, they had erected his parents’ tombstones there.
It seems they buried him near his parents’ graves after he died.
“…”
Jinhyuk gazed at his parents’ graves for a moment.
How should he put it?
The feeling was a bit strange.
To be looking at his parents’ graves like this after dying and coming back to life.
…It made him feel somewhat unsettled inside.
Come to think of it, it had been quite a while since he last visited his parents’ graves, hadn’t it?
Though he had maintained them regularly.
“I’ll come again.”
Jinhyuk slowly paid his respects to his parents before reluctantly beginning to move his feet.
He wanted to linger at his parents’ graves a bit longer, but unfortunately the sun was setting.
His body was already shivering from the chilly weather, so it would be quite troublesome if night fell.
He could end up with frostbite or get lost.
He couldn’t afford to waste any more time in the mountains.
Jinhyuk hurried down the mountain.
Though his body felt stiff from not moving for a long time, he somehow managed to muster the strength to finish the hike.
After following the mountain path down, he was finally able to reach a village.
Should he call it a typical rural village?
Old, shabby houses, crumbling walls, unpaved roads, and so on.
It was truly the countryside, the countryside.
“Whew, it’s cold.”
Jinhyuk wandered around the village for a while when he suddenly spotted some adult men’s clothes hanging outside a laundromat.
Some rather warm-looking clothes dangled before his eyes.
He couldn’t go around wearing thin burial clothes in this cold weather. Plus, people might look at him strangely.
Feeling a pang of conscience, Jinhyuk glanced around furtively before quickly grabbing the laundry.
Sorry for stealing the laundry.
I’ll pay you back tenfold later, so please forgive me.
Jinhyuk recited an apology in his mind as he changed clothes.
Ah, now he felt like he could survive.
The burial clothes were too cold.
“…But how am I going to get back to Seoul?”
He suddenly became worried.
There obviously wouldn’t be any trains or bus terminals.
As for buses or taxis… Wait a minute.
He was completely broke right now, wasn’t he?
He was in quite a predicament, without even a wallet or phone.
It would be dark soon, was there any good solution?
While he was pondering this.
“P-please don’t do this!”
“Fuck! Can’t you stay still?!”
Unfamiliar female and male voices rang out loudly from a short distance away.
What was that sound?
Jinhyuk frowned and carefully stepped towards the source of the voices.
Soon he arrived at an eerie-looking back alley.
There, a woman who looked to be in her early to mid-twenties was half-caught by a young man who seemed drunk and unsteady.
The woman bit her lower lip and struggled, but she couldn’t escape the man’s grip on her wrist.
“You, you look down on me too, don’t you? Just because I’m stuck in this backwater!”
“Ugh!”
“Fuck! Everyone treats me like an idiot just because I got expelled from the academy!”
The man was venting some incomprehensible frustration while holding a soju bottle in one hand.
Judging by his bright red face and half-glazed eyes, he seemed quite drunk.
This could lead to a major incident.
If he was just an ordinary drunk person it might be different, but given his talk of being expelled from the academy, he seemed to be a former hero trainee.
There were quite a few cases of major incidents caused by drunks unable to control their strength.
After all, the strength of a hero trainee was incomparable to that of an ordinary person.
‘What should I do?’
Jinhyuk hesitated slightly.
Should he get involved in that situation?
It might not be a good choice to rashly interfere without knowing exactly what was going on.
If he wasn’t careful, it could escalate into a fight.
Moreover, Jinhyuk wasn’t in good physical condition right now.
It would be quite troublesome if it came to a fight.
“Haah.”
After hesitating for a moment, Jinhyuk suddenly let out a deep sigh.
“This is troublesome.”
Jinhyuk muttered to himself as he scratched the back of his neck.
“I am a hero trainee after all…”
Even though he was just a Union student, it wouldn’t be right to leave a citizen in danger.
Moreover, if it was Soyeon, she would have jumped in without hesitation.
As someone who once dreamed of becoming the greatest hero alongside Soyeon, he couldn’t just stand by.
“Well, the opponent doesn’t look that strong either.”
If it was a vicious villain, he would have asked someone else for help, but this was just a guy who got expelled from the hero training academy.
Even though Jinhyuk was an inferior student, he had proudly(?) passed the entrance exam for Korea’s top hero training institution.
He also possessed an artifact that could absorb and release mana.
Therefore, he didn’t think he would lose to some expelled student who was harassing women while drunk.
“P-police! I’ll call the police! So stop this!”
“Tch. Go ahead, try screaming! But do you really think there’s anyone here who will help you…”
“I’m right here, aren’t I?”
Jinhyuk picked up something like a wooden stick lying nearby and slowly stepped towards them.
The man’s face contorted at Jinhyuk’s sudden appearance.
He seemed upset at having his good time interrupted.
“Fuck, who the hell are you?”
“Hmm, I wonder who?”
“Hah. What an idiot. Trying to play hero I guess…”
The man sneered as if Jinhyuk was pathetic.
“…You’ve chosen the wrong opponent.”
My, he’s just brimming with confidence.
Well, I suppose that’s understandable.
A former hero trainee could easily take down an ordinary person with one hand.
But I’m not an ordinary person.
I’m clearly one of the hero trainees.
But why is he so certain I’m an ordinary person?
There’s always a possibility, you know?
Ah, could it be that he didn’t think there would be another hero trainee in this rural village?
Well, whatever.
Then shall we knock some sense into him?
“What’s wrong with a hero acting like a hero?”
“What…?”
Suddenly, with a loud “Kwang!” sound, the old wall next to the man crumbled down.
Jinhyuk had unleashed a Sword Qi Wounder.
Hmm, good, it works well even with a stick.
As expected of artifacts, they’re the best.
“S-Sword Qi Wounder?”
The man was slightly shocked.
“Why don’t you just leave? I’ll let you go.”
Jinhyuk casually swung the crude wooden stick, showing off a relaxed demeanor.
It was a very deliberate action and performance.
To make the opponent think he was truly a hero.
As a former hero trainee, he should be able to recognize the value of a Sword Qi Wounder.
After all, Sword Qi Wounder was such an advanced technique that not many professional heroes could use it.
Of course, Jinhyuk’s face looked a bit too young to be a pro hero, but he was wearing civilian clothes and the opponent was quite drunk.
It wouldn’t be strange for him to mistake Jinhyuk for a hero.
“A h-hero… Fuck, w-why is there a hero in this backwater…”
The man hesitated with a bewildered expression.
A person in their right mind wouldn’t dare to challenge a professional hero.
Someone who even got expelled from the academy should know the gap with pro heroes even better.
‘I hope he backs down quietly like this.’
In truth, Jinhyuk was quite exhausted.
He had used up most of his mana escaping from the grave, and then used a Sword Qi Wounder with what little strength he had left.
So he prayed his bluff would work.
“Y-you, you look down on me too?”
“Huh?”
“Hero… a hero? So what!”
Was it because he was drunk?
He didn’t seem to be thinking straight.
Also, Jinhyuk’s relaxed demeanor and claim to be a hero seemed to have provoked him unnecessarily.
Did he have some kind of complex about heroes, having been expelled from the academy?
Why is he suddenly acting like this?
“Die!”
“Sigh.”
Ah, seriously.
The man immediately charged with an enraged expression.
Though he staggered unsteadily, unable to fully overcome the effects of alcohol, his expression was filled with inferiority and anger.
Seeing him even infuse mana into his fist, it seems he intends to attack quite seriously.
‘This is why I hate drunk people. You can’t reason with them.’
Jinhyuk inwardly sighed as he gripped the wooden stick tightly.
Though the man was rushing at him, Jinhyuk didn’t feel particularly threatened.
Because compared to Baek Yoorin whom he had fought in the ranking battle, this man’s movements were laughably slow.
No, forget Baek Yoorin, his movements were worse than most Union Academy trainees.
…Though they might be very slightly better than Jinhyuk’s own.
Well, in any case, he was confident he could dodge a punch thrown in a drunken state.
So Jinhyuk stared straight at the man, preparing to dodge the punch and counter.
But at that moment.
-Jinhyuk, do you know?
The conversation about ideals he had with young Soyeon.
-That everyone has their own ideal?
Was rising to the surface.
-You seem to think of yourself as a weak person with nothing, but I know.
Just as he thought ‘Why now, of all times?’
-That deep in your mind, a greater ideal than anyone else’s is sleeping.
The man’s fist had already reached right in front of him.
-I’ll help you too.
Jinhyuk reflexively reached out his hand to block the punch.
But he felt he was slightly too late to use the mana absorption artifact or block the punch.
So he gritted his teeth, bracing for the impact.
Though it would be quite a pathetic punch compared to Union Academy trainees, it was still somewhat threatening for an inferior student like him.
But hmm?
What’s this?
“Huh?”
“Ugh!”
The man’s fist was blocked by Jinhyuk’s hand.
So easily.
Almost without even feeling the impact in his palm.
End of Chapter
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Jhonrock
I hope the weakling Jinhyuk cease to be from now on, cuz it was quite annoying.