The Game of a Legendary Genius Dark Mage - Chapter 298

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Episode 298
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2.
The moment the crimson sports car surged forward.
A thunderous roar spread across the road like a beast’s cry.
Vroom——!
To some, it was merely the exhaust note of an engine.
Yet it carried a certain enchantment that set men’s hearts racing.
Yoo Sung-hyun, sitting in the passenger seat, was no exception.
Watching the Ferrari glide smoothly across the asphalt with its raw, commanding roar.
His heart couldn’t help but quicken.
“…What model is this?”
“Huh? When did our Sung-hyun say a compact car was perfect for him?”
Yoo Mi-na teased him with a smirk.
Yoo Sung-hyun frowned for a moment, then readily conceded.
“I didn’t understand why anyone would buy an expensive car, but I think I’m starting to get it.”
“Right. If you don’t have money, you wouldn’t know. But if you have it, wanting to buy something like this is only natural.”
“Yeah. It’s impressive.”
Even now, watching the car thunder forward with its magnificent roar.
I felt a certain exhilaration wash over me.
Of course, in traffic congestion, I naturally had to shift gears slowly.
Yet somehow, a strange satisfaction lingered.
I could feel the gazes of drivers and pedestrians from other vehicles turning toward us.
The attention was somewhat burdensome, admittedly.
But there was no denying it had its merits.
“Considering your reaction time and everything, honestly, you could drive this without any issues.”
“Yeah, I think so too.”
“You’re actually quite skilled at driving itself.”
Thanks to the memories and experience of the Ghosts, my driving skills were already quite refined.
So I agreed with that assessment.
“Anyway, we can think about that later. For now, let’s focus on finding a gift for Mother.”
When Yoo Mi-na said that, I nodded in agreement.
I’d thought shopping with my sister would be tedious and dull.
But the drive had been quite enjoyable.
In any case, I was savoring the drive when.
Before long, we pulled into the Department Store.
Naturally, we headed straight to the VIP section.
A valet attendant emerged and opened the door for us.
“Welcome.”
“Thank you.”
Yoo Mi-na graciously handed the car keys over to the valet attendant.
Struck by how naturally she carried herself, Yoo Sung-hyun couldn’t help but ask his sister.
“Were you a VIP member?”
“…Yeah. But you could’ve become one today if you’d just bought something.”
“Oh, really?”
“…You need to develop some awareness that you actually have money.”
Yoo Mi-na looked at her brother as if she found the situation absurd.
She could accept his reluctance to indulge in luxury—that was fine.
But reacting with surprise every single time like this? What was she supposed to do about that?
In any case, after Yoo Mi-na explained it to him,
Yoo Sung-hyun nodded in acknowledgment.
When he’d first received substantial wealth, it had felt surreal and thrilling.
But had he grown numb to it now?
Yoo Sung-hyun had actually been forgetting, deep down, that he possessed considerable wealth.
Then, glancing at Yoo Mi-na, a phrase he’d heard before surfaced in his mind.
‘Hmm, they say money is best spent by those who’ve already spent it.’
Since Yoo Sung-hyun had never indulged in luxury or made frivolous purchases before,
situations like this felt nothing but awkward to him.
Wasn’t he the one who’d excitedly bought gifts for his parents when he received his first paycheck?
Beyond that, he’d begun to feel the necessity of managing his finances better.
By actually spending some of it, that is.
In any case, while Yoo Sung-hyun was lost in such thoughts,
Yoo Mi-na urged him to hurry along.
“Let’s go. I made a reservation.”
“…A reservation?”
He wondered if clothing boutiques even took reservations,
but since she said so, he simply followed along without question.
And then,
they arrived at a prestigious Luxury Boutique with the unmistakable H logo—one Yoo Sung-hyun had vaguely heard of before.
Impressed by the distinctive atmosphere from the entrance itself, Yoo Sung-hyun let out a small exclamation.
“Wow.”
“This is embarrassing—come on, hurry.”
Even Yoo Mi-na, who usually looked after her brother, felt a bit self-conscious and quickly ushered him inside.
As Yoo Mi-na entered the boutique,
a dedicated manager approached and greeted them.
“Good day. I’m Park Yu-jung, and I’ll be assisting you today. Welcome, Yoo Mi-na.”
“Hello.”
“Oh, hello.”
Park Yu-jung seemed slightly bothered by Yoo Sung-hyun’s reaction and frowned a little,
though she refrained from openly reproaching him.
Yoo Mi-na remained as she was.
The manager stepped forward and spoke.
“Is there a particular item you’re looking for today?”
Though she had made a reservation, perhaps she hadn’t selected a specific product beforehand?
The manager asked, and Yoo Mi-na turned to Yoo Sung-hyun behind her.
“What would you like to buy here?”
“Hmm, what do you think would be good?”
“Well, Mother would be happy with anything, wouldn’t she?”
Hearing that conversation, manager Park Yu-jung’s eyes suddenly gleamed with interest.
Siblings buying a gift for their mother at the Luxury Boutique.
She grasped the situation immediately and spoke.
“If you’re purchasing a gift for your mother, I’ll be happy to guide you this way.”
“Oh, thank you so much.”
“Of course.”
Yoo Sung-hyun and Yoo Mi-na followed along.
An array of handbags with rather elegant designs was displayed before them.
As Park Yu-jung showed these bags, she delivered her well-rehearsed pitch.
“The items here are products frequently sought by middle-aged women. They’re refined lines that are elegant without being ostentatious, conveying a sense of dignity.”
Explanations followed in succession.
Where they were made, what leather was used—she provided such details readily enough.
But honestly, I understood barely half of it.
Why were there so many types of leather, and why did she need to explain the craftsmanship techniques?
I thought even magical terminology would be easier than this.
‘This is making my head spin.’
As I was thinking this.
Noticing my confusion, manager Park Yu-jung explained in somewhat simpler terms.
Then I could understand a bit better.
But it was still difficult nonetheless.
‘This isn’t easy.’
I was learning for the first time that shopping required this kind of expertise.
My older sister Yoo Mi-na understood some of it and asked questions.
I remained silent.
Then suddenly, my gaze fell upon a sky-blue bag that seemed to suit Mother Lee Na-kyung perfectly.
‘Hmm.’
An elegant yet refined sky-blue handbag.
The sky-blue color suited Mother Lee Na-kyung well, but my gaze was drawn to that particular bag for some inexplicable reason.
Despite its lack of ostentation, it possessed an unexpectedly refined appearance, and I found myself gazing at it intently.
Manager Park Yu-jung immediately noticed my gaze and spoke.
“Wow, you have excellent taste. This just arrived yesterday—it’s brand new. Our stock is currently just….”
“I’ll take that one.”
“…An excellent choice, sir.”
Park Yu-jung smiled knowingly the moment Yoo Sung-hyun made his selection.
And so he chose.
“Is there anything else you’d like to look at?”
Usually when people bought gifts, they’d pick something for themselves as well.
Customers with enough purchasing power to shop in a place like this rarely bought just one item.
So Park Yu-jung asked.
Yoo Sung-hyun tilted his head.
“Hmm? Oh, no, I’ve bought everything I need.”
“…?”
“I’m satisfied as well.”
Yoo Mi-na said she was fine too.
Park Yu-jung was slightly taken aback.
But she quickly adapted, thinking it could happen.
“Of course. Shall I wrap these as gifts for you?”
“Yes, please.”
“I’ll process the payment first.”
Park Yu-jung said this and guided them to the counter, where Yoo Sung-hyun handed over his card.
Taking it, Park Yu-jung asked just to be sure.
“Would you like to pay in installments…?”
“Oh, it’s a debit card.”
“…Ah, yes, I understand.”
Even though it was a bag worth tens of millions of won.
He didn’t even ask the price, and it’s a debit card?
Realizing they truly operated in a different world, she quickly processed the payment and wrapped everything, making it even more perfect with the gift wrapping.
“Thank you.”
“Have a good day.”
“Thank you.”
As Yoo Sung-hyun left the boutique with the wrapped shopping bag, seeing Park Yu-jung off, he remarked.
“It wasn’t as tedious as I thought.”
It was definitely different from the luxury boutique he’d visited last time.
The staff there had explained things quite well too.
But they hadn’t captivated his interest the way this one did.
Yoo Mi-na shook her head at him in disbelief.
“You didn’t even listen to all of it and picked something else….”
“Ahem.”
“Anyway, I need to pick something for myself. One item is enough for you, right?”
“Well, for now.”
“Hmm, I should pick something out. Will you come with me?”
At her words, Yoo Sung-hyun seemed to hesitate, looking somewhat weary.
Yoo Mi-na looked at Yoo Sung-hyun with an expression that said she’d expected as much.
“Then I’ll go look around. There’s a coffee shop on the 10th Floor, right? Wait for me there.”
“Oh, got it.”
Only then did Yoo Sung-hyun’s expression brighten as he replied.
Yoo Mi-na found it absurd and let out a hollow laugh before departing.
And so Yoo Sung-hyun headed up to the 10th Floor.
The Cafe was far more crowded than he’d anticipated.
‘Hmm, it’s incredibly popular.’
Well, it was a major Department Store, after all.
He figured it made sense, and fortunately finding a seat, he set down his things, placed his order, and returned.
After receiving his coffee and settling into his seat, he sipped it quietly.
Several people nearby glanced at Yoo Sung-hyun and whispered among themselves.
“Wow, he’s handsome.”
“Really, the aura is no joke, is it?”
“Exactly.”
Yoo Sung-hyun had always been quite handsome to begin with.
But ever since absorbing the memories and experiences of Ghost, his physique had improved as well.
That made it shine all the more.
For some reason, his skin had become smoother, and the aesthetic effects were remarkable—such was Yoo Sung-hyun.
He drew every eye in the vicinity.
A tall, handsome man sipping coffee—
It was like a photograph spread.
He commanded the attention of countless women.
‘Hmm.’
Of course, the improved Yoo Sung-hyun noticed it all.
Nothing but praise.
It wasn’t unpleasant, exactly.
But it was rather burdensome.
‘Hmm, should I leave?’
He wondered if he should have followed his sister instead.
But Yoo Mi-na’s striking beauty meant that walking together would draw just as much attention.
So perhaps this was the better option after all.
As Yoo Sung-hyun sat there for some time,
a woman suddenly approached him.
She was quite beautiful.
As Yoo Sung-hyun looked at this woman,
“Um, by any chance… could you tell me your Instagram ID?”
She spoke to him so abruptly.
“…Pardon? Instagram?”
“Yes, yes.”
“Uh….”
Why was she suddenly asking for my Instagram ID?
Was she one of those fraudsters I’d seen before?
That’s what I thought.
It was closer to the common flirting these days.
Unfortunately, Yoo Sung-hyun knew nothing about such things, so he could only look bewildered.
Yoo Sung-hyun responded while regarding the woman with a confused expression.
“I don’t use Instagram.”
“…Ah. I apologize.”
At that response.
The woman’s face darkened, and she returned to where her companions were seated.
Then.
“What did he say?”
“…He rejected me.”
“Huh? You, Ji-yu?”
“Yeah… He said he doesn’t have an Instagram ID.”
“Wow, what kind of nonsense is that?”
“…Right?”
“He should’ve just said he has a girlfriend….”
They whispered among themselves, thinking it was quiet.
But with my enhanced body, I heard every word.
‘…I really don’t have one.’
I felt wronged inside.
But I didn’t bother going over to correct them.
There was no need to.
After that, several more women approached.
They always asked for my Instagram ID, and when I said I didn’t have one, they’d just look dejected and leave.
I was thinking maybe I should go somewhere else when.
I saw another woman approaching.
Wondering if she was going to ask for my Instagram ID too, I turned my head.
It was a familiar face.
Hair like black silk and a complexion as pale as snow.
And her features.
The most beautiful appearance among all the women who had come so far.
But as I looked at her face, which seemed somehow familiar, I appeared puzzled.
“You’re Yoo Sung-hyun, aren’t you?”
“Huh?!”
Only then could I recognize her.
“Luna?”
“…Yes, this is our first meeting outside.”
Luna greeted me with such endearing shyness.

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