The Chicken Legend's Game Becomes Reality - Chapter 52

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Chapter 52
Yes, critical hit.
An overwhelming surge of catharsis rippled through my entire body, electric and exhilarating.
‘This is it.’
I’d been caught by the edge of the Constellation’s wide-area skill and sent flying, only to turn the tables with a lethal counterattack—a complete reversal of fortune.
Better yet, my opponent had dropped their sword, giving me time to pick it up.
【Impressive. Well done.】
If it were Kkolkkalpi, they’d have made some arrogant comment, but this reaction was different.
I was using a stamina recovery item and reaching for the fallen sword when my opponent suddenly rose and rushed at me.
Crash!
I was caught off guard by the kick.
My opponent had dropped their sword too, so why were they attacking already? Then I realized—they were empty-handed.
【Hmm?】
I was genuinely shocked, and it seemed the Constellation felt the same way.
Without equipping a dedicated melee weapon, my opponent’s bare-knuckle damage was significantly reduced, but the strikes still connected solidly.
The purple-haired female player was swinging skill-infused fists at me.
Tch.
I needed to grab the sword, but relentless combos kept coming at me.
I unmuted and spoke.
“Pick up the sword, you bastard!”
Either they couldn’t hear me or didn’t care.
Even as I retreated quickly, they closed the distance and launched another kick.
Crash!
I watched the sword waiting to be picked up not far away before taking a skill attack dead-on, my body sent flying.
From the way they used skills, this player was clearly a dedicated hand-to-hand combatant.
“This bastard….”
I was furious.
My opponent showed absolutely no interest in the sword they’d dropped, instead rushing at me relentlessly without a single opening.
Crash—!
I raised my guard to absorb the damage and block, then unleashed a barrage of kicks and punches.
Crash! Crash crash! Crash!
A raw brawl erupted.
Despite the weak damage, both of us focused on offense over defense, and our HP bars began draining rapidly.
Unlike reality, there’s no flinching from pain in the Game World.
It was a ferocious fight.
【Hmm. As someone meant to teach sword techniques, I feel insulted, yet this is remarkably skillful. Fascinating.】
Red Star was saying something, but I couldn’t hear it.
Close-quarters combat with basic skills flying everywhere.
Excluding the Constellation, fighting raw like this—the skill level was extraordinary.
My opponent pressed the attack so relentlessly that I couldn’t find an opening to slip away and grab the sword.
‘Damn it, what the hell is this guy? Why does he fight so damn well for no reason? And there’s something familiar about him. It feels like I’ve fought him before….’
Crash!
My raised guard met an unarmed fist wrapped in an ultimate skill, and the sheer force sent my body sliding backward.
The water trickling through Cheonggyecheon splashed in all directions.
“!”
Suddenly, a warehouse that looked like a Gangster Office flashed through my mind.
No way.
“Hwang Beom-young?”
The opponent I thought I’d muted this whole time suddenly froze, eyes wide open.
I seized the moment and quickly grabbed a nearby sword.
I immediately cast the Constellation skill and threw it.
【How insulting.】
Shut up.
The trajectory of the pitch-black sword tore through space, and a blood-red aura erupted in an instant.
But before my blade could even reach my opponent, the match was decided.
[You win!]
“?”
Then a notification window appeared.
[【Notification】
Sad Kitty has forfeited the match and logged out.]
“…What.”
So it really was Hwang Beom-young.
Even if he was shocked at being exposed, he’d already lost—and now he just runs away like this.
It’s a shame I couldn’t finish it properly, but thinking of Hwang Beom-young frantically trying to figure out who I am, I couldn’t help but smile.
“Heh.”
I made a V-sign with my thumb and index finger and brought it to my chin as I glanced at the chat window—it was absolute chaos.
—Is that really Hwang Beom-young?
—Hwang Beom-young???
—Wow, no way lol
—Now that I think about it, the fighting style does seem kinda similar
—No way
The circumstantial evidence seems solid, but the truth is even I don’t know.
—But seriously, Chicken’s physicality is actually insane
—There’s something different about them compared to Hunters
—Even if you said they were national team level, I’d believe it
I felt a chill run down my spine.
‘They picked up on it.’
I’d roughly suspected it from our last encounter, but now I was certain.
Without Hunter skills, I’m stronger than Hwang Beom-young.
* * *
Convenience Store.
I’d taken it easy yesterday when Jung Yeon covered my shift, and now I was wondering if this was what I’d signed up for by coming in today.
“Sister, you’re really not going to tell me? What’s your relationship with Baek Hee-an? The internet went crazy that day. It got reported and taken down, but still.”
It seemed the Convenience Store Owner hadn’t told Kim Jung-yeon that I’d gotten caught up in a Gate.
The brat who was supposed to come in the evening showed up right after lunch and grilled me relentlessly.
Apparently it only took a single day to restore the Convenience Store that had been wrecked by the Hunter Students’ fight two days ago.
Hwang Beom-young’s side said they’d take responsibility, and they really did—replaced the glass, swept and cleaned the destroyed floor and walls, restoring everything to its original state.
“Why won’t you watch the Ian combat footage I sent you? If you see it, you’ll change your mind. You absolutely have to snag him.”
That’s the gist of what this bastard was saying.
He was telling me to seduce Baek Hee-an.
Ha, insane.
“If you like Baek Hee-an that much, should I set you two up on a blind date?”
“Then I’d be grateful! …Or not. Like that would work. Don’t even joke about stuff like that in front of him. He apparently hates being linked with guys.”
Now that’s interesting.
“I should pair him with Lee Do-jin instead.”
“No way! Why would you pair him with Lee Do-jin! Obviously I should be the one to have him!”
This kid needs to stop spouting nonsense.
If you listen carefully, he wants Baek Hee-an for himself but can’t have him, so he’s just taking it out on me for no reason.
“Do you really like Baek Hee-an that much? Would you date him if he asked?”
“Of course. I’m clearly heterosexual, but with that face and those abilities, even a guy would be totally possible. He’s got several cars, for one thing. I’d love to borrow just one.”
“….”
I’d meant it as sarcasm, but Kim Jung-yeon laid bare his materialistic desires completely.
The kid was already like me.
I wasn’t particularly interested in cars, but truthfully, Baek Hee-an’s refrigerator and Heaven Station were so blissful I couldn’t keep my wits about me.
Especially once Baek Hee-an resumed his sponsorship, the Game became even sweeter.
‘But the sponsorship amount and frequency have noticeably dropped. It’s almost like he’s trying to stop me from saving money to escape.’
Even as I doubted it, I felt an uncomfortable sense of being kept like livestock.
Anyway, the Penthouse where I was living had a state-of-the-art Gym equipped, making it convenient to exercise regularly.
Since I’d nearly died and come back alive from the Gate, I’d lost a full five kilograms.
I was already just over 110 kilograms.
“Sister, you should start losing weight from now on. It’s good for your health, and you can seduce Baek Hee-an too. I don’t know how you two met, but this is an opportunity.”
“I’m already losing weight like hell.”
It’s just not showing yet.
More than that, I should start looking at new houses soon and prepare to escape again.
If I estimate winning more coins in the main tournament than in the preliminaries, I could get a house with a budget of roughly a billion won.
No matter how comfortable Baek Hee-an’s house is, I can’t just stay stuck there.
‘My real father hasn’t even called once.’
Family or whatever—it’s all the same when it’s not mine but someone else’s money.
Completely arbitrary.
Much less could I trust Baek Hee-an’s kindness, bestowed on me like charity out of some petty guilt.
If I hadn’t been desperate for money, I would have bolted the moment I saw him at the hotel.
When Baek Hee-an cowardly hid his identity and lured me out of my self-imposed seclusion with the promise of hotel meals, I was absolutely furious.
‘Come to think of it, didn’t my name get sold along with Baek Hee-an’s because of this incident? If I’m unlucky, someone might recognize me. Though Jung Yeon said it all died down quickly, so I guess I can relax for now….’
Just then, the Convenience Store door opened.
Ding—
“Welcome, thanks for coming.”
I lifted my head at the sound of Jung Yeon’s breath as she greeted the customer in my place.
Tap, tap.
A woman wearing a hat and sunglasses spotted me and froze.
She stared at me intently through the dark lenses, and when I stared back just as hard, she hastily turned toward the Sales Counter.
“…?”
Something was seriously off about this.
She was quite tall.
173? 174?
Either way, she had a beautifully proportioned frame that clearly exceeded 170 centimeters.
Even in loose pants and a hastily thrown-on hoodie, she radiated a celebrity aura so strongly that it was impossible to ignore.
The moment the woman’s gaze left me, Kim Jung-yeon nudged me and whispered.
“It’s Jeong Hee-ji. The Goddess Hee-ji.”
“…Oh.”
Baek Hee-an’s Ex-ex-girlfriend.
Jeong Hee-ji.
One of the most exceptional female Hunters in the domestic scene.
With her impressive height and celebrity-caliber looks, she had amassed a considerable fanbase both domestically and internationally, and those fans called her the Goddess Hee-ji.
Looking at her again, I could confirm it was definitely Jeong Hee-ji.
‘Could she have come looking for me?’
I’d been worried that people I knew from my college days might recognize me and come looking because of the incident from a few days ago, but I never expected this person to show up.
Jeong Hee-ji, heavily disguised to hide her identity, kept glancing at me.
Even dressed casually, she shone.
Baek Hee-an’s Ex-girlfriend Lee Yu-na was younger, while his Ex-ex-girlfriend Jeong Hee-ji was older.
‘He really does have diverse tastes.’
If Lee Yu-na had the idol-star look with a doll-like, delicate face and slender limbs, then Jeong Hee-ji possessed the bearing of an actress—with sharp, well-defined features and long, elegantly proportioned limbs.
She was naturally tall and lean, with toned muscle that gave off a distinctly Hunter-like aura of strength.
According to those who worshipped Hunters like celebrities, there was an incredible physical power and presence that could never be felt from actual celebrities.
I understood exactly what they meant.
“Jung Yeon.”
“Yes?”
“That’s Baek Hee-an’s type. Don’t ever try to set me up with him again.”
“Sister, if you just lost some weight….”
“Shut it.”
At my harsh retort, Kim Jung-yeon glanced back and forth between Jeong Hee-ji and me several times before her expression grew dejected.
Why am I so downcast, and why is he so radiant?
No matter how I look at it, the gap between us is simply too vast to ignore.
‘Damn.’
It was a truth I knew well enough, but being compared so openly like this left a bitter taste in my mouth.

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