Chapter 14
“I never touched them.”
When I looked at the boys behind him, they flinched and avoided my gaze.
It’s true I’d seen them once at the convenience store, but I hadn’t even chased them, let alone hit them.
They must have pinned something on me.
Thud!
“…?!”
I was suddenly kicked in the stomach and fell.
The guy in front had kicked me without warning.
“Don’t lie. There’s probably CCTV footage of you chasing them with a metal pipe.”
“Step on him.”
It was a back alley, the sun already setting.
Streetlight shadows stretched over my body.
Six of them.
Two had weapons.
My body was slow, and there were too many of them—
But I couldn’t just lie there and take it.
Before one swung a wooden plank—
I struck his chin.
Thud!
“Ghk?!”
“What the—?!”
The others stared at me in shock.
I still had my in-game instincts.
The problem—
My real body was far worse.
‘Too slow.’
I could see everything—
predict everything—
but couldn’t move properly.
Crack!
I barely blocked another attack with my arm—
Pain shot through it.
“Ugh!”
Unlike the game—
The pain didn’t fade quickly.
It stayed—
and got in the way.
For the first time—
I truly felt how weak my body had become.
Thud!
I kicked one in the stomach—
But it wasn’t enough.
They stepped back.
“This guy…”
“He’s trained.”
They looked at my leg.
Probably wondering how a cripple fights like this.
But that’s it.
“Ha… ha…”
I was already exhausted.
My limbs trembled.
One guy—clearly athletic—
cracked his joints and took off his jacket.
Yeah.
This one.
“You beat my brother? Makes sense now.”
I didn’t.
But it didn’t matter anymore.
His eyes were crazy.
Thud!
He faked low—
then punched my face.
My glasses flew off.
Another guy stomped them—
and swung again.
BAM!
After that—
I couldn’t fight back.
‘If I had muscle… if not for my leg… if I were lighter…’
I had done rehab.
But it didn’t help.
And I couldn’t afford it.
So I stopped trying.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
All I could do—
was to curl up and protect myself.
“Nothing special.”
“For a cripple, he lasted long.”
“Hyung got revenge!”
“Thanks!”
Their voices echoed.
My body shook.
It hurt—
But I endured.
“He’s tough though.”
“He’s just fat.”
“Exercise, pig.”
Something boiled inside me.
Humiliation.
Anger.
Regret.
‘These guys…’
If I had muscle—
They’d be nothing.
Then—
The Coin Market came to mind.
“…Coin Market.”
A familiar window appeared.
[Access Coin Market?]
Yes.
I checked my coins.
Owned Coins: 450C
Not 350.
Looks like the constellation forgot to take back 100 coins.
I chose quickly:
Strength Enhancement Lv.1 (300C)
Fatigue Recovery (50C)
Weight -1 kg (100°C)
Total: 450C
Meanwhile—
They were getting tired.
“This guy’s weird…”
“Did he just mutter something?”
Someone spat on me.
“Let’s go.”
“Don’t mess with my brother again.”
They walked away.
[Confirm purchase?]
Yes.
Step. Step.
“…”
I stood up slowly.
The fatigue recovery worked instantly.
My mind felt clear.
My body—
lighter.
Stronger.
I grabbed one guy’s shoulder and turned him.
“Wha—?!”
BAM!
The impact felt incredible.
‘This is it.’
Even 1 vs 6—
I didn’t care.
Game instincts returned.
I hit another.
BAM!
This time—
They didn’t get back up easily.
Now—
Only the athletic one remained.
Same situation—
but different now.
I already knew how he fought.
My body was faster.
He tried to speak—
“Yo—?!”
SLAP!
A powerful strike sent him flying.
With this body—
My weight alone was a weapon.
I made it clear.
“You think I wasn’t holding back?”
I spat blood.
They froze—
terrified.
Their understanding collapsed.
The guy who was getting beaten—
was now destroying them.
“Are you… a hunter?”
That was their conclusion.
I grabbed his collar.
Dragged him forward.
The others stared.
Even Lv.1 strength—
This is powerful.
“What will you do if I am?”
He swallowed.
“We won’t report you! Just let us go—”
“…”
Honestly—
They were weak.
My frustration disappeared.
Compared to them—
My mentality was strong.
And now—
They thought I was a hunter.
They wouldn’t come near me again.
I glanced at the students.
They dropped to their knees.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
“Sorry!”
“We won’t come back!”
They made up their own story.
I wanted to beat them—
but they were minors.
Too risky.
But the adults—
different story.
“I’ll let the kids go.”
“…What?”
“Instead, you take the hits.”
Their faces turned pale.
I didn’t care if they reported me.
I wasn’t a hunter.
I lifted the guy by the collar.
Cracked my knuckles.
Crack—
Time to test—
my new strength.
