The Chicken Legend's Game Becomes Reality - Chapter 60

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Chapter 60
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Jeong Si-do possessed impeccable manners.
Whether out of consideration for my disability or something else, he continued looking after me from the parking lot onward, even pulling out my chair at the restaurant.
“Thank you.”
Jeong Si-do smiled quietly and returned to his seat.
Since I was craving meat desperately, the moment I sat down, I scanned the restaurant menu, starting with all the steaks.
“This one, this one, and this one.”
The heaviest steak available, creamy shrimp pasta, and a seafood salad mixed with various other ingredients.
Just three dishes during the evening when my appetite was at its peak—I’d exercised considerable restraint.
Jeong Si-do placed the order.
“I’ll have the same as well.”
Jeong Si-do had brought me to the Sky Lounge in a high-rise building.
Despite its clearly expensive appearance, the abundance of customers and their enthusiasm for taking photographs suggested it was a famous restaurant on the internet.
So he was close with his younger sister—perhaps he was sensitive to trends.
Notably, as we walked into our private booth, many customers noticed both Jeong Si-do and me, yet not a single person seemed to harbor suspicion about our relationship.
Jeong Si-do opened his mouth.
“When I first met you, I thought you were a newly awakened Hunter.”
Hunters can search through the Guild System to immediately determine whether someone is a Hunter, which Guild they belong to, and what their representative skills and specialties are.
For Hunters who venture into Gates in groups or need to urgently resolve dungeon breaks, this system is absolutely essential.
I answered immediately.
“I’m not a Hunter.”
“The black sword you were carrying back then looked remarkably similar to Baek Hee-an’s.”
“It is Baek Hee-an’s. That bastard was playing around with my money, so I borrowed it—or rather, stole it—as collateral until he pays me back.”
“I see.”
Jeong Si-do answered briefly, paused the conversation, and then smiled while gazing directly at me.
His gaze was probing.
Having resolved to satisfy my curiosity in exchange for this free meal, his scrutiny didn’t feel particularly rude.
“If he’d lend you a sword, you must be quite close with Baek Hee-an.”
“Not really….”
Though I said that, truthfully, it was awkward to claim we weren’t close anymore.
After I escaped from Baek Hee-an’s house and went back, he’d become far too significant in my life to dismiss as a mere extra character who appears and disappears briefly.
Moreover, the training ground at his house was so excellent that even after I had money, I hesitated to leave immediately.
I corrected myself.
“We’ll become closer going forward. I owe him quite a lot.”
If we weren’t close, I’d only lose out.
It seemed he was trying to extract information about Baek Hee-an, so I’d come along thinking I might as well share some details and eat a meal.
Yet the more Jeong Si-do listened, the more his expression suggested his questions weren’t being answered—instead, they were becoming increasingly complicated and murky.
“That’s fascinating. Owing someone a debt to someone with Baek Hee-an’s obsessive cleanliness and calculating nature. That must have been difficult.”
“Baek Hee-an? Now that you mention it, he does have those tendencies. Maybe because he lived with his grandmother for so long, he sometimes does petty things. But that seems like an old habit rather than genuine stinginess….”
“….”
“Why?”
Jeong Si-do’s brow, which had been smooth until now, creased slightly.
“Could it be that you two were close as children, parted ways, and only recently reunited under certain circumstances? Are you siblings?”
He writes fiction well.
The Three High School Boys did the same thing last time—I don’t understand why everyone insists on tying Baek Hee-an to family relations.
“Hardly.”
“Then how and when did you meet? The grandmother who raised Baek Hee-an has already passed away.”
“…What? When?”
“About a year ago, I think. I attended the funeral myself.”
Wow.
Since Baek Hee-an lived alone, I’d naturally assumed that grandmother was doing well somewhere in an upscale, expensive nursing home, living her best life.
I was so startled I blanked out, and Jeong Si-do stared at me persistently before asking.
“So you two are….”
“…Ah. I’m Baek Hee-an’s university classmate. We knew each other during our undergraduate years. After that, we lost touch, but we ran into each other quite by chance recently, and well, that’s how it happened.”
Jeong Si-do, having heard a concrete answer about my relationship with Baek Hee-an, wore a satisfied expression for the first time.
“I see.”
Seeing Jeong Si-do smile, my heart eased as if I’d earned my meal, and I felt ravenously hungry.
When would the food arrive?
“I feel like I’ve been asking all the questions one-sidedly. If you’re curious about me, Hyun-su, feel free to ask anything.”
His smile was remarkably kind.
When swords clashed between me and Hee-ji, he’d been quite cold, but now the atmosphere was warm enough to make me realize this man could wear such an expression.
Then I wouldn’t hold back.
“I have a request rather than questions. Actually, Hunter Jeong Si-do, you’re quite famous in the Hunter Community.”
I studied Jeong Si-do carefully.
Perhaps because of his considerable height and the lean, defined musculature befitting a Hunter, Jeong Si-do up close resembled an elegant predator.
A civilized apex predator of the human species, dignified and refined.
Captivating.
A smile played at the corner of his mouth.
“You’re too kind. What’s this request of yours?”
“Would you like to spar with me after we eat?”
Sparring was incredibly appealing.
His hand, which had been filling the glass with water in an unhurried, elegant motion, paused.
Jeong Si-do looked up.
“…Pardon?”
“I’ve been learning swordplay recently. You’re skilled with a blade, Hunter. I wanted to test myself against you.”
“….”
Jeong Si-do’s mouth opened slightly.
His expression was like he’d been struck hard on the back of the head.
He spoke with a note of hesitation.
“Right now would be… difficult, I’m afraid. A match with a civilian is rather delicate, and truthfully, my swordsmanship style isn’t suited for ordinary sparring.”
Brutal stuff.
Most Hunters customize their Game World avatars to mirror their real-world physiques and combat instincts as closely as possible.
Their physical stats and weapons typically match their actual bodies.
Though there are exceptions, of course.
Jeong Si-do’s God Opal avatar wielded dual short swords just as he did in reality.
He excelled at precise blade throws and dealt ranged damage through Constellation skills, while his footwork—almost like hand-to-hand combat—allowed him to strike vital points at close range.
In reality, it was lethal swordsmanship that would riddle a body with holes.
But since we wouldn’t use real blades in a match anyway, and I was confident in my martial arts, I actually welcomed it—though I understood his hesitation as a Hunter well enough.
“Then perhaps the Guild Training Grounds—”
I was about to ask if he could show me once, when my phone rang.
I checked the screen.
[Caller: Baek Hee-an]
The sudden call scattered our sparring discussion, and Jeong Si-do’s eyes lit up with barely concealed interest.
“Who is it?”
“Baek Hee-an.”
Jeong Si-do’s eyes, which had relaxed moments before, now gleamed with curiosity.
“Please, don’t mind me. Feel free to take the call here. There are actually more people outside the room anyway.”
That’s true.
Besides, the food I’d ordered arrived right on cue.
As the servers set down their trays and arranged the dishes, I pressed the answer button.
“Yeah, what’s up?”
[“Where are you right now? You haven’t come home yet.”]
Baek Hee-an was looking for me.
He never interfered, always careful not to inconvenience me—so this was unusual.
“I’m out at a restaurant for dinner. But how did you know I wasn’t home? Did you plant a bug or something?”
[“I’m not that far gone.”]
Even Baek Hee-an acknowledged he was ‘slightly’ unhinged.
[“You’ve been training at the Training Ground every day after work lately. I usually hear the noise around this time, but today it was quiet, so something seemed off.”]
“Ah, that’s how.”
Of course the floor below would be noisy when I trained upstairs, but since Baek Hee-an had never complained, I hadn’t thought about it.
Either way, he was incredibly considerate—living here was genuinely comfortable.
[“Who are you with?”]
“Hunter Jeong Si-do.”
[“…Who?”]
“You know him well. Jeong Si-do from the Hwanghae Guild.”
Jeong Si-do, who had been watching me with keen interest despite the meat before him, offered a picture-perfect smile.
It was a smile that seemed refined yet carried an enigmatic undertone.
[“Where exactly are you.”]
Baek Hee-an’s voice suddenly dropped to a lower register.
“Why?”
[“I haven’t eaten dinner yet. I’ll come now, so wait for me.”]
“But the food’s already here?”
Jeong Si-do, who had been sitting before the spread meal without touching it, wearing an enigmatic smile, suddenly interjected.
“I’ll cover the bill, so tell him to come. I’m sending the location.”
Wait, hold on.
The moment Jeong Si-do said those words—as if he’d prepared them all along—his fingertip swiped across his phone screen before he set it down.
Baek Hee-an must have received the message, because he ended the call immediately.
[“I’m coming.”]
The line went dead.
Looking at him, his face was practically glowing with contentment. For reasons I couldn’t quite grasp, Jeong Si-do seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood.
“Isn’t it more fun when there are more people?”
“….”
A peculiar dissonance hung in the air.
Baek Hee-an had suddenly grown serious, while Jeong Si-do wore a suspiciously pleased expression.
Only then did I recall the obvious fact that the connection between these two might complicate their relationship.
‘Ah.’
Baek Hee-an’s Ex-ex-girlfriend was Jeong Hee-ji, and Jeong Si-do was Jeong Hee-ji’s older brother.
Just then, the door suddenly swung open.
Creak—
I wondered if Baek Hee-an possessed some sort of long-range spatial teleportation skill.
But the one who entered was Jeong Hee-ji.
“You’re really here? Brother, I didn’t expect you to be….”
Jeong Hee-ji, who had been brightening at the sight of Jeong Si-do, faltered when she spotted me.

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