Living in a Room Becomes Easier When You’re Handsome - Chapter 97

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But why isn’t he saying he’ll give it to me?

“So… you felt sorry for me while simultaneously finding a quick solution?”

“That’s right, I’m really sorry… Honestly, I didn’t know he’d go that far either.”

“No, honestly I liked the party too… The food was good, the atmosphere was nice… Honestly, he’s just too much of a wild card.”

Ttaranta and I were having a conversation while watching Mo Hee-seok getting beaten by his father.

“I’m sorry, honestly I didn’t want to create this level of trouble…”

“No, you stop apologizing too. This is like getting rear-ended by a drunk driver – there’s nothing for you to apologize for.”

“Still, I did provide the cause…”

“If you think like that, there’s no end to it.”

Ttaranta kept trying to apologize to me, but I stopped her.

We weren’t the kind of relationship to argue about who caused what or who’s responsible, and there was no need for that in the current situation.

By the way.

“Did you call that person?”

“Rather than calling… someone I know was nearby, you never know. So I was keeping track.”

“Ah.”

I asked Ttaranta how exactly this situation came about.

Ttaranta calmly continued speaking while watching Mo Hee-seok getting beaten up.

“I know where he is, and I have his phone number so… it’s easy, plus you bought me time.”

While saying that, Ttaranta carefully touched my face with her finger.

“You got hit, are you okay…? I should have said something earlier.”

“I’m fine, there’s not even a scratch. I quickly turned my head when I got hit. This is a really Advanced Technique.”

“…Anyway, so I immediately told him, Mo Hee-seok is causing trouble, bringing shame to the Family House.”

“And the result is what we’re seeing now?”

“Right.”

The situation was sorted out, and while Mo Hui-seok’s Father was beating his son, he told us to ‘don’t mind us and enjoy the party.’

So the awkward and creaky party continued.

Mo Hee-seok was still getting beaten while mounted by his Dad.

“I held back when you rented out a Club with bodyguards and threatened the kids around, since you hired thugs anyway, I could just fire them.”

“Ugh, argh! Gah, hah!”

“But I tolerated that because it was in a place where you could control the entire situation. But this place is nothing like that, how dare you pull this kind of stunt?”

In what would be a situation where a referee would have already intervened in the UFC.

I just stuffed the food I couldn’t eat earlier into my mouth.

It’s Michelin Cuisine so it comes in bite-sized portions anyway, I can’t resist.

Munch munch.

Originally I imagined myself elegantly eating while listening to jazz music.

Who would have thought I’d be dining while watching a bastard getting beaten by his tiger father.

‘This is nice?’

Now I understand why people eat Chicken while watching baseball or soccer.

Come to think of it, I do eat stuff while watching things like the Canyon World Cup.

“But really, what happened here absolutely won’t get out, right?”

“That’s right, you don’t have anything to worry about, he’s even confirmed to be kicked overseas after today.”

“Oh, really?”

“What’s the point of keeping him in the country when he just causes trouble like this, it’s better to just send him overseas.”

“I see.”

“You really don’t need to worry about anything, you won’t even be mentioned.”

So this is why they call it a VIP party, VIP party.

I was a bit concerned since I had beaten up three people, but if nothing would happen, I could shake off all my worries too.

‘But seriously, why do I keep running into situations where I have to use violence these days.’

Should I say that situations where I have no choice but to use it keep occurring.

Maybe I should meet that Shaman teacher I met during the Haunted House experience last time and get a ritual done.

While I was muttering such thoughts.

Rub rub.

“…How long are you going to keep touching?”

“Th, that… I was just touching to make sure, just in case. Do you think I’m touching with some ulterior motive?”

Feeling the touch that was still there, I slowly lowered my gaze toward Ttaranta.

“So you’re saying you’re not?”

“Did you think I was?”

“It’s not very convincing when you say that with your face all red.”

“Th, this is because I feel sorry!”

Well, she had almost reached the point of crying.

It wasn’t strange for her face to turn red.

‘But isn’t this almost at the level of romantic tension?’

I’ve watched so many romantic comedies, and this kind of situation was one of the fairly common events.

The kind of story where a man and woman who claim to be nothing to each other go to a party together.

For example, in that long-lived elf wizard manga that’s still being serialized these days.

Didn’t the warrior and wizard dance together at such a party.

Well, anyway.

“But then should we leave after watching Heeseok get beaten up completely?”

“That’s what we’ll do, it looks like they’re almost done beating him up? In a bit, some servants will come and take him away… after that, we can just gauge the situation and leave.”

“So for now we can just leisurely eat.”

“That’s right.”

I focused on my meal again and had various conversations with Ttaranta.

Actually, there wasn’t really much to talk about.

Since we already contacted each other by phone almost every day.

We really just mentioned basic things.

“For what happened today, I’ll properly compensate you more as an apology.”

“What compensation again, for something like this.”

“No, I have to do this. Frankly speaking, it’s because you’re close to me… but I was rude to an advertising model, so it’s right from a corporate perspective too.”

“If you put it that way…”

But what kind of compensation is she talking about.

‘Could it be a house?’

Nah, that would be going too far, right?

Still, I can at least let my happiness circuit run a bit.

“Why are you suddenly smiling so happily while eating?”

“Me? Was I doing that?”

“If I could show you a photo, I’d want to show you right away.”

Hmm, maybe I was thinking too seriously.

Ttaranta and I continued our casual conversation after that.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

“At a public party, you embarrassed our family! You who don’t help the family at all! Huff… huff…”

Then finally, the sound of the tiger father-dog son UFC coming to an end could be heard.

After that, just as Ttaranta said, people came rushing out of the elevator and took Mo Hee-seok away.

Since the person really got beaten for several minutes before disappearing, the party also came to an end around the same time.

The second part celebration performance must have cost quite a bit of money, so we just listened to that and it ended immediately.

My first social party in life came to an end with the good conclusion of seeing a celebrity up close.

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As soon as I came home after ending the party, I turned on the broadcast.

“Ah.”

– ?

– First word as soon as turning on broadcast is “ah”

– Please do mungha

– No, I want you to do mung-ppo

– I’ll do that for you mung-ppo *3*

– Deep Mung Kiss =3=

As soon as I turned on Teulta, fatigue suddenly hit me hard.

Was the disciplining process at the social party too full of dopamine?

Every process for practicing builds felt too boring and tedious.

‘This is ridiculous, the game feels like homework.’

That’s why I quit all those gacha games I used to play when I got tired of doing daily tasks.

I never thought I’d feel the exact same emotion in Teulta.

This wasn’t good.

If it’s like this, the tension of the viewers watching me will also drop.

“I need to… rebuild my build.”

– ?

– ?

– How are you gonna build, you crazy bastard

– What are you trying to do

“More precisely, I should just learn Rush Build?”

– Suddenly?

– Look at this bastard’s expression, he’s really memorized the Human Build and finds it fucking annoying lol

– Is he trying to act cocky relying on his control?

“It’s a beginner tournament, everyone’s a beginner… They’ll all be turtling up in the early game anyway, trying to go for long matches.”

Just in case, I looked up videos of previous Garden tournaments to see if there were similar competitions.

There actually were, and in those tournaments, early rush builds were extremely rare.

‘Even when they existed, they all ended in defeat.’

But what if I did it? What if I, with decent physical skills, kept refining it?

Moreover, rush builds – strategies that go all-in early – had simple builds.

There was no need to consider what comes after.

‘Just quickly produce Peregrine Falcons, or go with the monster race and engage in control battles with Mutalisks.’

To be honest, I didn’t want to think.

When playing games, I’m not the type who likes to consider things deeply.

That’s why I played ADC in Canyon too – the position where combat physical skills matter most.

Suddenly using my brain in Teulta? No matter how I thought about it, that wasn’t right.

“I should apologize to Master Go and ask him to teach me rush builds instead.”

– If we’re talking about the flower of human rush builds, isn’t it BBS?

– Forward Barracks? lololololol In a tournament?

– Can’t blame him for not thinking of it

– But the thing is, once you use it once, won’t you definitely get caught?

– The quarterfinals are single matches anyway, best of 3 starts from semifinals

– The tournament ends in one day anyway, even if the master tells them in real time, they might not be able to respond

– True

Erasing all the builds I’d learned from my head.

Just going for quick early cheese wins or losses.

After deciding on an all-in strategy.

“Master, please.”

“…Sigh, responding to a disciple’s wishes is also a master’s virtue. I understand.”

And this strategy actually suited me very well.

Because.

“…This is fun, this is really fun.”

Without complex processes, just quickly build barracks, produce Marines.

Build a Bunker in front of the enemy base and stuff Marines inside. That’s it.

Then.

: Crazy bastard

: You should actually play the game

: Where did you learn this fucking rush build

: Is this right?

Immediate praise flies in from the opponent.

In a game without profanity filters, the chat definitely had that raw, vivid flavor alive and well.

– Hahahahahaha

– He’s getting praised immediately

– Finally, Munggi’s long-awaited first win ㄷㄷㄷ

– Boldly declaring victory with Forward Barracks

– He’s really fucking good at Rush Build

– He moves the marines’ waists so fucking well

– But Mungi would probably be good at moving his waist in real life too?

– Ttaranta† I can tell from the hula hoop story

– How did you turn your waist so well, it’s just ridiculously smooth lol / This is a banned viewer

– Ttaranta† crazy bastard

– He doesn’t disappoint expectations

It worked partly because the rating was low.

But it also worked properly because people couldn’t even think of it.

Moreover.

– His Control is really insane

– He uses Peregrine Falcon fucking well too, first time seeing someone use speed-enhanced Peregrine Falcon 100%

– Wow, are your wrists still fine even doing this? Respect

Maybe because it suited my aptitude, I could feel myself improving more and more.

So I continued to play games focusing on strategies that could quickly decide the match in the early game.

Finally, the day of the Teulta beginner tournament arrived.

“…Mungi sir, but are you really going to do Verbal Harassment and Chat Spamming even in the online tournament?”

“Yes, I asked and they said it was allowed. I’m planning to properly get on their nerves.”

I was thinking of using every trick to win.

“Alright then! We’ll now begin the Teulta beginner tournament! Before we start! We’ll conduct interviews with each participant first!”

I looked over the list of players participating in the tournament again.

Most were faces I didn’t know, but there was exactly one person I recognized.

It was Lera.

‘Oh, come to think of it, I need to get my hoodie back from Lera.’

But why hasn’t she said anything about returning it?

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