A Legendary Korean Gamer Stuck in a Japanese Isekai – Chapter 37

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: bchen3
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“Nnngh-! Absolutely…! They absolutely won’t get past me!”

“…This is actually working…?”

It was the second day since giving Fatty a light shock therapy.

Surprisingly, Fatty was actually ‘tanking.’

At first he was just eager but took hits, but once he got somewhat used to the pain, he started properly watching and trying to utilize his shield.

Even when attacks broke through his inexperienced shield work, he didn’t get discouraged easily like before.

No, rather.

“To think the attacking side would be overwhelmed by the momentum.”

The ones currently attacking Fatty were Amakasu, Masunaka, and Yori.

Our party’s three vanguards.

Especially among them, Yori, being ‘male,’ would get pushed back by Fatty’s momentum whenever he attacked him.

“Debu-kun. You’ve really changed a lot. Kid-kun. What exactly did you do to Debu-kun?”

Kinoshita, who was watching the party members’ combat training beside me, spoke with a languid expression.

Hey, if you’re going to sit, couldn’t you at least sit properly?

“Well… Honestly, I’m not quite sure myself yet.”

I wondered what kind of beings these imaginary girlfriends in Fatty’s mind were.

Honestly, it was half a joke, but seeing Fatty completely transformed made me a bit scared.

“Hmm~. Amazing either way. When I first saw him, he’d fall to the ground trembling if you just touched him a little.”

After saying that, Kinoshita let out a big yawn, then turned to me and asked.

“Today’s training, I don’t think I really need it, can I go back? I’m tired and want to rest a bit.”

“…What exactly did you do to be tired?”

“I woke up too early. I’m seriously the type who needs lots of sleep. Even when I was in school, I never woke up this early. Maybe I should seriously be proud of myself?”

“…Kinoshita-san, you came to training about 2 hours late though.”

“Huh? But I still came, didn’t I?”

Though I couldn’t sigh right in front of her, this gyaru’s sense of time was beyond imagination.
While others started moving at 9 AM, she only showed up for training when it was almost noon.
And yet she gave me an expression as if asking to be praised for coming diligently, which gave me a good idea of what her school days must have been like.

Wasn’t Japan supposed to be a culture that insisted on university education?

The academic enthusiasm itself seemed high like a typical East Asian country.

“…Fine, you can go rest.”

I sighed and gave permission.

In Kinoshita’s case, it was a bit awkward to train at this point.

She had complained that using lightning magic would ruin her fake nails, making it annoying to remove them before training, but when she actually entered combat, she showed surprising accuracy that proved her quick judgment and lightning magic accuracy shown previously in Fujikake’s party wasn’t just luck.

Moreover, her casting itself was extremely fast.

Similar to or even faster than me with my casting time significantly reduced by Sacred Magic EX skill.

She seemed to be a mage, but regardless of what skills she had learned, she was incredibly fast.

‘Definitely not B-rank, at least A-rank.’

I wondered why such talent hadn’t stood out, but then remembered she hadn’t participated even once except for the first training.

Due to some coincidence, she was an undervalued asset.

Honestly, if it weren’t for her impulsive behavior, I would have wanted to add her to my party as a mage along with Hirao.

However, even with my enhancement buffs, and despite Fatty’s complete transformation in mindset, if Kinoshita started focusing on attacks without restraint, it would be hard to last even 10 seconds.

No matter how much one armed themselves with mental fortitude, there were limits, and since he’d become barbecued within 10 seconds, it was difficult to continue training, and to prevent breaking the mindset that had just taken hold, I didn’t have Kinoshita participate in training.

“Yahoo! Thanks! Everyone, I’m heading out first!”

Suddenly feeling something soft wrap around my shoulder, I turned around startled, but Kinoshita was already running toward the corridor.

…Gyarus really are something else when it comes to skinship and sociability.

‘…Is she going to that rose labyrinth?’

Though I tried to discourage her verbally from going, since Kinoshita didn’t properly listen to me in the first place, I suspected she was still going there.

But seeing as there was no reaction even when I cast [Cure] every time we met, it seemed she wasn’t under mental magic, and thinking that perhaps part of Kinoshita’s hidden abilities might come from there, I was just observing for now.

“Let’s take a break here.”

At my words, Fatty and the three others stepped back from each other, catching their breath.
Though they were panting heavily, unlike two days ago, everyone’s expressions had changed significantly.

Including me and Kinoshita.

Until two days ago, I wasn’t sure how things would turn out, but unexpectedly, it might be worth having expectations.

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“Everyone has really improved a lot.”

“Re…really?”

Fatty, who had been fidgeting while waiting for my evaluation, smiled brightly as if unable to contain his joy.

The others too, unlike their initial expressions lacking confidence, now showed signs of growing confidence.

‘While Fatty has improved a lot, these three’s weaknesses have also decreased significantly.’

Their attacks started showing signs of boldness.

Of course, it was just boldness, and they still lacked in hit-and-run ping-pong and coordination with others, but that wasn’t something that could be resolved in a short period.

Precisely, these three started becoming bold thanks to Fatty.

This world was essentially no different from reality.

Getting hit hurt enough to actually die.

Knowing this, there was a high psychological barrier to attacking with full force and sincerity.

Amakasu, Masunaka, Yori.

All three were introverted and had typical gamer personalities.

Still, they had enough initiative to attempt participating in crowded game showcases and beta testing, but that was it.

They were the type who found it difficult to seriously harm others, like perfect delinquents or school kids.

Rather, they were the type to feel terribly sorry if they caused someone pain.

But this improved a lot as Fatty took their attacks.

Though it sounds strange, it was mentally easier to hit someone you were somewhat familiar with rather than a complete stranger.

Moreover, since Fatty, unlike before, didn’t show much pain, it was easier to become bold.

And above all, the biggest point was.

‘The vanguards’ trust in Fatty.’

Though there were still signs of inexperience, the fact that the vanguards, who had been surviving on their own due to distrust in Fatty’s tanking, started believing in his tanking ability.

Not just watching, but having faced Fatty themselves, they had built up their own trust.

“Yes, honestly, I didn’t think you’d improve this much in such a short time.”

“Mm…mhmm!”

Fatty tried his best to suppress his rising smile corners while showing a satisfied expression.
He could just be normally happy though.

“Well… honestly, other parties probably aren’t at that high a level either, so we could start scrims with other parties from tomorrow, but let’s match up a bit more and… start in about three days.”

“Wi…will that be okay? If we don’t do any matches during that time, we won’t have many matches before the main game.”

“Just increasing the number of matches is meaningless. You need to have some foundation and get a feel for things first, that’s when you’ll have the basis to learn from actual practice.”

“Hmm…! If that’s what you think, we just have to trust in Kid-gong. Right everyone?”

Well well.

I smiled seeing the other three nod at Fatty’s words.

It seemed they were starting to develop some sense of camaraderie.

“By the way, did Kinoshita-san leave first?”

“…She said she wasn’t feeling well and went back first.”

“Is that so… Should we maybe visit-”

“That probably won’t be necessary. She seemed very tired so she’s probably already sleeping. If we go now, we’d just wake her up.”

“I see…”

Seeing the party members running out of things to say, I clapped my hands to refresh the atmosphere.

“Though it’s a bit early, let’s end here for today. It was a short time, but anything more would be overtraining. However, please do individual training when you have some free time. There will be some ups and stat increases, so it will help at the end. Especially you, Sakaki-san.”

“Uh…yeah?”

I quietly approached Fatty and whispered in his ear.

“The vanguards are trusting in you. If Fatty-san breaks down, then Al-”

“Of-of-of-of-of-of course! Let’s stop there! Please don’t say anymore Kid-gong! If you say any more, my fragile heart won’t survive.”

…This kid’s really overdoing it.

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Including Kinoshita who left early, I dismissed the four and went around the outdoor training ground where scrims were happening and the individual training grounds where others were training separately.

Since there weren’t many matches they could have before the start, I wanted to narrow down which parties would at least make it to the top 8.

However, as I somewhat expected, beginners rarely improved just by matching up for a few days.

Rather, it was fortunate if they improved at all, and it was common to see parties becoming more disorganized over time or developing internal conflicts while training and having matches with other parties.

I didn’t get to see Saito’s or Shoenji’s parties properly as they had already finished their scrims, and if there was a memorable fight among the parties.

“You really have no talent, Glasses. Your party’s defeat was because you couldn’t break through in the end. Why don’t you just give up?”

“…Kuk.”

It was the match between the perfect delinquent and Tsurushima’s party.

The match was surprisingly close, but the decisive factor was the vanguard battle between the perfect delinquent and Glasses.

Those two seemed to get entangled quite often.

But once the perfect delinquent’s side broke through the opponent’s tank line first and started wreaking havoc inside, the match was over.

Though they barely won, regardless of that, he performed t-bagging toward Glasses.

Whether intended or not, having lost continuously in two matches, Glasses would likely be mentally intimidated if he faced the perfect delinquent again.

This guy was really outstanding at farming weaker players.

“St…stop it! You’ve already won the match…! Show some generosity as the winner!”

“Hmm~ Our Glasses-kun is being protected by cute girls. Aren’t you ashamed? If it were me, I’d die of embarrassment.”

“Y…you yourself to the instructor…!”

“Hm~?”

“Eek!”

Well, that’s roughly what happened.

It seemed people don’t change easily just from getting hurt once.

It’s definitely not easy to fix people.

And… there were parties that left bad impressions too.

“…Shidou-san. Honestly, being F-rank, Shidou-san is rather a hindrance to teamwork. If you’re going to be like this, you should rather drop out.”

“…Understood.”

There were quite a few parties that were already showing signs of division.

“Just wait… I’ll definitely… definitely make you regret this.”

Especially the vengeful look in the eyes of the person called Shidou as they stared at their party leader was quite chilling.

And if there was another memorable party…

“No! You don’t do anything yet you’re so confident? You just say meaningful things like ‘I have a strategy’ but there’s actually no substance and you just say outrageous things! Besides, you’re just B-rank in name only, you’re an alchemist with nothing immediately useful for the team so you’re useless! Even if you’re a high school student, act more like one. We can’t play along with your chuunibyou game.”

When I approached to comfort them as they were hanging their head low toward their departing party, thinking they were being a bit too harsh to the kid.

“Uncivilizedandignorantandwormliketofulikemonkeylikecommonersplebeianslowlifeswhocan’tproperlyunderstandmyintentionsyoutrashlikecommonersdeservetoberippedintopiecesbytrashmobsandthenyou’lldesperatelycryoutmyname…”

I turned right around and left.

A gentleman naturally does not head toward danger.

‘…Will this really be okay?’

While our party that seemed hopeless was finally starting to see some light, I started getting worried about the serious situation with the other parties.

Whatever the case, they needed to learn something during these remaining 10 days or so.

Bonk-!

“Ah…ah. So…sorry.”

“No, are you alright?”

“Ye…yes…?”

“You should watch where you’re going.”

When I was heading back to my room, I bumped into a woman who was running without watching ahead at a corner.

C-rank? Or was it D-rank? Anyway, she was a priest.

I remembered her face somewhat since there weren’t many priests.

But for some reason she had a frightened expression as if being chased by something.

When I turned my gaze toward the direction she seemed to have come from, some man with a gloomy expression came out at the corner, saw me and the female priest user, grimaced and clicked his tongue before turning back.

“…Will this really be okay…”

“Yes…?”

“…Nothing. If it’s not a problem, may I escort you to your room?”

“Ah…”

After sending the frightened female priest user back to her room, I looked up at the sky and sighed.

“Not a single decent person among them.”

…Wonder if I’ll be able to properly survive this?

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