PP Chapter 18
by Luka[Group ‘Death if Caught by Won’] Cherry Coke: F♡♡k, what is this? Why am I feeling anxious?
[Group ‘Death if Caught by Won’] Cherry Coke: Just say it for now.
[Group ‘Death if Caught by Won’] Nana’s True Wife: Actually, when Peach first joined the guild I invited him here too ㅎㅎㅎ
[Group ‘If Won Finds Out It’s Death Only’] Nana’s True Wife: I’m sowwy TㅅT
The moment those words were spoken, everyone turned their gaze toward Won.
Won, who had been talking quite affectionately with Dohwa just a moment ago, was now targeting one of them.
And ‘Cherry Coke,’ the target of that gaze, began to convulse like someone being electrocuted.
[Group ‘If Won Finds Out It’s Death Only’] Cherry Coke: F!!!!!!! ♡♡!!!! E!!!! R!!!!
[Group ‘If Won Finds Out It’s Death Only’] Professor Execution: Guys, tell me quickly. When does the Deep-sea Fishing Event start? Can I make it if I go now?
[Group ‘If Won Finds Out It’s Death Only’] Professor Execution: Dammit!! The Deep-sea Fishing Event left 2 minutes ago!
[Group ‘If Won Finds Out It’s Death Only’] Professor Execution: I should have hung that ‘True Wife’ before I hung the professor…… I’m filled with resentment.
[Group ‘If Won Finds Out It’s Death Only’] Non-Tanking Tank: Still, let’s not be too pessimistic…… Would the guild master really hunt us down like rats? It’s not like we said anything that couldn’t be said.
Just then, a new chat popped up over all the guild members’ chat windows.
[Guild] Won: Everyone who talked shit about me behind my back, get out here.
[Guild] Won: I’m giving you 1 minute.
At that message, ‘Non-Tanking Tank’ let out a groan.
[Group ‘If Won Finds Out It’s Death Only’] Non-Tanking Tank: Ah……
[Group ‘If Won Finds Out It’s Death Only’] Non-Tanking Tank: I was being too positive……
With that final sigh, the guild members all walked toward Won.
They knew that if they ran away now, an even more terrifying hell would be waiting for them.
Standing in front of Won looking like cows being dragged to the slaughterhouse, they all kept their mouths shut tight. Because they knew that no matter what they said, they’d be roasted alive like fried rice in a hot pan.
After a silence that felt like a billion years, Won used an emotion expression to tilt his head and sent a message.
[Guild] Won : Are you guys in a position to be looking at me straight-on right now?
[Guild] Won : Every single one of you, kneel.
[Guild] Cherry Coke : So rude…
[Guild] Cherry Coke : So petty…
[Guild] Cherry Coke : A bastard whose life is gonna go to sh♡t from chasing girls his whole life.
[Guild] Cherry Coke : Hmph, I hope he ends up meeting a guy while doing that.
While CherryCoke rebelled with her words, she obediently dropped to her knees.
Watching the guild members kneel one by one, Dohwa felt restless before quietly kneeling as well.
Seeing this, Won let out a hollow laugh and said to Dohwa.
[Guild] Won: Peach, why are you kneeling? Get up.
[Guild] Nana’s True Wife: Booooo!!!!! Dictator!!!!! Tyrant!!!!! Ppls treat us kindly too!!
The guild members, who hadn’t heard Won’s sweet words even once since joining the guild, rose up as one in this moment at least.
Of course, it wasn’t like they weren’t afraid of the aftermath, so they remained kneeling.
Silently watching the things written as guild members but read as sinners rebel, Won let out a scoff from behind his monitor.
Then, stroking Peach’s round pink head, he typed with a cold face.
[Guild] Won: You people have a lot to say for getting caught talking behind my back.
[Guild] Cherry Coke: Boo…… Ooh ooh ah ah……
The guild members, who had instantly become primates, were eventually sentenced to mine the stones Dohwa needed.
Even amidst this, Dohwa didn’t seem to tire as he chattered away endlessly beside Won.
Won ended up learning everything from what Dohwa had for lunch today to what problems he solved in math class.
Behind the high-end computer monitor purchased solely for gaming, for nothing but gaming, Won’s expression was strange.
With one hand propping up his chin and the other tapping on the keyboard, he wrote appropriate responses.
Won’s answers were a series of recycled sentences that would appear in a book titled ‘Social Skills for Professional Life.’
Nevertheless, Dohwa chattered incessantly, happy even with just that.
Flicking his finger like a habit, Won scrolled up the chat window showing all the conversations he had shared with Dohwa thus far.
There was no end.
Clicking his tongue briefly, Won muttered in a voice tinged with laughter.
“Why does a guy talk so much?”
He’d have nothing to say if he was called sexist, but… all the guys he had met so far were either silent or busy boasting about themselves; there wasn’t a single one desperate to share his ridiculously trivial daily life like Dohwa.
To put it simply, Dohwa was the first exception Won had ever encountered.
Even when Won told him he only treated him well because he mistook him for a girl, Dohwa felt a little upset but recovered quickly. Even when Won said he’d distance himself, he only showed anger that didn’t even seem like anger, and instead clung to him, begging to keep playing together.
He wasn’t authoritative, he wasn’t arrogant, and he wasn’t rude.
What Won loved most were things that were harmless to him, and Dohwa was the most harmless of everything Won had ever loved.
“……Is it because he’s a peach?”
The story suddenly came to mind that his name became Dohwa because his mother had a conception dream about a giant peach.
Well, a giant peach couldn’t exactly be harmful……
While having such random thoughts without realizing it, Won laughed a little upon noticing his own state.
Although he went around joking that “pretty or handsome guys are fine to look at,” the truth was, Won didn’t really like guys, regardless of whether they were pretty or handsome.
No, beyond just not liking them, it felt uncomfortable. Even if the other person hadn’t done anything to harm him.
It was like a warning engraved in his instincts that he couldn’t fix no matter how hard he tried.
With his chin resting on his hand, Won vaguely placed his gaze somewhere on the monitor. It just so happened to be the chat window where Dohwa was chattering away.
It wasn’t very difficult to recall the face of the one who affectionately called out to him, Hyung.
Won had a good memory, and Dohwa’s face wasn’t the kind one could easily forget.
A pale, clear face. A face that looked like it knew nothing of sin and would consider human kindness before violence.
“Is he that blindly devoted to people because he looks like a puppy?”
Either way, it didn’t really suit him.
Wondering inwardly why a surprisingly human-like peach liked him so much… and that he really couldn’t understand it, Won spammed the emote to pat Dohwa’s head out of habit.
It was a habit that had formed without Won even realizing it.
At a time when Dohwa—the guild’s one and only baby, Peach, puppy, minor, and the pet of the girl-crazy guy who was vicious, terrible, persistent, dog-like, and lead the way in hating ugly men—was likely asleep.
Inside the guild castle, a space where only those obsessed with the game gathered, ‘Cherry Coke’ rushed in among those who were far apart doing their own things.
Standing boldly atop ‘FastAndPissedOff,’ who was lying on the floor creating a raid party, ‘Cherry Coke’ shouted.
[Guild] Cherry Coke: Extra! Extra!
[Guild] Professor Execution: What now. I’m in a serious discussion with my TAs right now.
[Guild] Professor Execution: We’re debating whether the reason the professor has male-pattern baldness is because a pissed-off student pulled all his hair out, or if his hair committed suicide while weeping over the professor’s evil deeds.
[Guild] FastAndPissedOff: Noona, I’m a bit busy too.
[Guild] FastAndPissedOff: Do it later.
In response to the indifferent reaction, ‘Cherry Coke’ repeatedly used the foot-stomping emotion expression to massage ‘FastAndPissedOff’ beneath her feet and shouted once more.
[Guild] Cherry Coke: Now, now, everyone gather up!!
[Guild] FastAndPissedOff: I’m busy because of the raid in a few minutes. Can’t you see the thing above my head?
As ‘FastAndPissedOff’ typed with a sigh, displaying the “Recruiting Party” sign over his head, ‘Cherry Coke’ lay down on the floor.
Because of that, ‘FastAndPissedOff,’ whose polygon overlapped with ‘Cherry Coke’ to the point of becoming one body, gagged behind his monitor, while Cherry Coke tried to roll left and right and shouted persistently.