I Became a Foreigner Loved by Transcendentalists

9 – Episode 9. What a virgin and a fruit have in common

Yes, this world is a dark fantasy.

Unlike fiction, which is filled with the usual expedient plot, it does not act kindly to people who come from another world.

Of course, even in such a world, it feels irritating to live only with safety in mind, but pursuing romance even at the risk of risk is bound to be a cause for concern.

For me, meeting Vivian was considered a stroke of luck and an opportunity.

It’s just that there is no stimulation, but my life is stable, and beyond that, the stress is significantly less because I am being assisted by someone who does not hate me.

I felt that those feelings were getting stronger just by looking around at each and every thing I experienced as a porter in the two years since I came to this world…

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“… “Are you the new porter?”

Was it about a year ago?

At the time, when I had gained some experience working as a porter, I used that experience to work as a porter for a warrior who was building up his grades.

A beauty with blonde hair and green-colored eyes.

He had no pretense, perhaps because he had to maintain secrecy due to his position as a sniper shooting a bow from the rear, but he was still an impressive person with a haughty charm that he did not hide.

“Hey, it’s a guy.”

But the reason I remember her until now is not just because she was beautiful, but because she was a damn b*tch just like all the warriors she had ever seen…..

“Ah, well. Yes. “It’s a man.”

“Ha, why is it a party and all the people coming in are men?”

A female sniper who reacts to the fact that she is a male. In fact, including me, those she gave her attention to were all men.

In a way, this is a natural result.

Unless she is born with strength like a warrior, the work of an adventurer is not easy for a woman to do.

“Well, what’s wrong with being a man?”

“Oh, there’s nothing wrong with that person, it’s just that I have a phobia of men. Should I say that just by getting close to it, I feel nauseous and goosebumps appear on my body? ….”

“Ah, yes. “If that’s the case, you have to understand.”

“Yes, yes. So, while we’re together, don’t harbor such feelings for no reason. “I have no choice but to stick around while I do my job as a warrior, but you guys just hired me as a paid mercenary.”

Even though she is the only woman in the party, make sure you treat her well.

I didn’t take the precautions that were put in such a critical tone very seriously at first.

There are various people in the world, and in order to live in such a world, you must at least have some respect for others.

“What, a man can’t even handle that? “It’s pathetic.”

But such consideration can only be maintained when others have respect for me.

When she answered that she felt burdened by her burden, which exceeded her expectations, I felt that her understanding of me was quickly disappearing.

“I’m sorry. Since I have so much luggage…….”

“Huh, if you want to be a porter, you have to carry that much. Besides, if you are a man, not a woman, shouldn’t you be able to endure even when it’s hard?”

“Oh, yes. Sorry.”

“Is sorry the only thing you know how to say? “Even though he’s a man, he’s pathetic.”

Even though I am a man, I am talking about men. That’s all a man can do, etc… ….

She claimed to be man-phobic and kept her distance from men, leaving all work to the men in the party, but mostly just admonishing them behind their backs.

It was an attitude maintained not only during expeditions but also when faced with danger, such as subjugation or dungeon raids…….

“Huh, what is it? Did you just collapse after working on this? “The man is pathetic.”

When facing a vanguard whose life is at risk due to an unreasonable advance.

Instead of expressing her gratitude or apology to him for his hard work for the party, she only poured out abusive language towards him.

If you look at her reality, her sniper, who was in charge of supporting her rear, took on a lot of risk to protect her.

“Hey, hero over there. Do you have any potions left? If I leave that guy like this, he’s really going to die…….”

“I’m going to use this just in case.”

“No, but the vanguard… ….”

“Ha, why do I have to hand over the potion I bought with my own money to that guy? In the first place, if a man can’t even bear that…….”

A man, a man.

After hearing her say those words over and over again, I realized that the very premise of her self-definition was wrong.

This woman is not man-phobic, she has an aversion to men.

After gaining the power of a warrior, he became intoxicated with himself for having an advantage over men, and his tendencies became extreme.

“Ha, did he die in the end? Plaguy.”

As such a distorted mind crossed the line into a worldview that upholds the hero, it eventually led to the loss of sympathy for those who fought for him.

As they say, in the end, the man who joined the party is nothing more than an expendable item.

“Hey, shouldn’t that be the one to touch?”

The role is passed on to someone who is not even a leader, and when that person dies, the role is passed on to another party member.

Under such reckless instructions, the party members disappeared one by one and were eventually wiped out, and in the end, I was the only one left.

The reason I stayed was simple.

If I disappear too, you will have to go through the trouble of carrying all the luggage you brought with you.

“… Hmm, a vampire.”

Despite her situation, she was keeping an eye on the subjugation quests floating around in the city she stopped by on her way home from exploring the dungeon.

“Hey, over there. Now that all the party members are dead, isn’t it better not to overdo it? First of all, it’s time to go back to the system and reorganize it…….”

“Huh, that sounds unreasonable. “Do you think I’ll be defeated by just one vampire?”

“No, if there is still no vanguard…” ….”

“Shut up. When it comes to men, who are you giving advice to? “To the weak porter who doesn’t even have the courage to step forward.”

“… ….”

“There’s nothing more to say, right? Then just take your luggage and quietly watch from behind. “I’ll take care of at least one vampire right away.”

Oh, yes. Let everything happen.

So reluctantly, I followed her to the city to subdue the vampires who appeared in the middle of the night, and her results mirrored the anxiety I felt the first time.

Anyway, no matter how much of a warrior he is, he cannot use his strength properly in the sniper position without a lineman.

“hehehe, you came to get me so confidently that this is what happened in the end?”

”No, that’s ridiculous. I am a hero, so why……. “Wow!”

“hahahahaha! Speaking of snipers, where did you leave your colleagues and come alone? Could it be that they all left because they neglected their colleagues?”

“Everyone, shut up. Quietly… …. “Wow!”

The arrogant vampire ravages her by kicking her as she falls down.

Nevertheless, as he looked at her, unable to hide his resentment, her eyes gradually began to frost and spread her ominous magical power.

“This one seems to have a bad habit, so I think we need to give him some mental education.”

“Ah, ah…… ! Oh!”

A body that convulses as soon as it is exposed to that magical power.

Along with that, her reddened cheeks showed that a big change had occurred in her feelings.

Fascination.

A vampire’s proprietary patent that takes the mind of an opponent and makes them lose their sense of resistance, making it easier to suck their blood.

“Uh, ha. My body is hot, hot… …. Hmm&”

“hehehehe, did the charm work well?”

The vampire, who smiled like that, approached her trembling body and revealed her own face.

A very handsome face, even for a man like him.

As soon as she met her face, her face became even redder, and ecstasy began to bloom in her eyes.

f*ck, you say you’re a man-hater, but in the end, you’re such a brat that you can’t overcome the charm and are swayed by men.

“Let me ask you something, is your b*tch a virgin?”

A ridiculous question that came back just as I was starting to feel annoyed with that damn b*tch.

In 21st century Korea, it would not be strange for someone to file a complaint and spend five years in prison for s*xual harassment, but the damn b*tch swallowed her saliva and stretched out her hand in response.

“Yes, yes, I am a virgin…” ….”

Sreuk, sreuk. The moment I took off the clothes I was wearing one by one and disarmed my body.

Eventually, even in her half-naked state, she showed her ecstatic smile and begged for courtship from her vampire.

“I am a pure virgin who has never allowed my body to a man before~♡”

“hehehe, I see. “You mean a virgin?”

The vampire stretched out her own hand, feeling satisfied with her response.

She had already disarmed herself with her own hands, so there was no way she could stop the vampire’s spell that was to follow.

Yes, no matter what happens afterward.

“Then die!! “You dirty virgin!”

-aaah!

Sharp claws that are disarmed and swing at the body with all their might.

“W-wow…?”

Her cut body split into several pieces and blood splattered everywhere, and soon her dismembered body parts fell in a mess on the floor.

Of course, it is highly unlikely that a sniper who only focuses on sniping from the rear would have the ability to regenerate.

The damned b*tch who had always poured out hatred and ridicule toward men was killed by a vampire like that.

“Like a dirty and impure virgin!”

But as if that wasn’t enough, the vampire violently butchers the body parts that have fallen on the floor with his fingernails.

It is said that it is a vampire’s specialty to be infatuated with virgins, but he was expressing that desire in some distorted way.

“I am so angry that something like you exists in this world! So die, no, disappear, you damn being!”

Damn it, a vampire who can’t use her virginity would hate her virginity if it was her virgin blood.

Are subspecies like that popping up as the world is falling apart?

“Hey, young man over there. “Please come here for a moment.”

“Ah, yes. “If you have to come, you should come.”

But since I have no strength at all, there is no way for me to have a choice.

I looked away from the piece of meat of the b*tch who had died in the body of a virgin, and quietly approached the vampire who was daintily wiping the blood from her body with a towel.

Unlike her angry appearance when she faced her, the vampire returned to her very gentle self.

“What do you think about virgins?”

“A virgin, you mean?”

“Yes, I asked you what you think of the turned-off b*tches who have never even given their bodies to others.”

…… After all, this guy is not normal.

However, it is fortunate that even a tortoise with a screw missing can somehow save its life.

“Um, um… …. “I have no experience with women, so are virgins bad?”

Still, if she made a mistake with her words, she might rush into action again and her body could be slaughtered, so she decided to respond to him by acting out her ignorance as much as possible.

“Oh my. “Was it a friend who had no experience yet?”

“Oh yes. Yes, but…… “

“I think you will probably have a hard time with women later, so I think it would be good for me, as a senior in your life, to give you some advice. “It’s fate that we met like this, so shouldn’t we listen to at least one proverb about life?”

After adjusting her rhythm a little, the vampire sat across from me and began reciting her philosophy.

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Virgins are bad. She says virgins should not be trusted. Etc.

For some reason, he continues to recite lines that exude deep disgust for women’s chastity.

“Ah, yes. So what you’re trying to say is that virgins don’t know love?”

“Of course, depending on the circumstances, you may not have any experience with the physical part. But don’t you think there’s something wrong with her being an adult who has lived her life for a while and maintaining her chastity without once having a passionate passion in her heart?”

“Well, after hearing it, it seems like that…….”

“Yes, the same goes for that woman who served as a porter. “She is a woman who has never loved someone directly with her heart, so it is inevitable that she will wake up as a selfish b*tch with no consideration for others.”

Um, yes.

Certainly, the woman who was killed by this vampire was beyond salvation.

When I think about it that way, it seems like this vampire isn’t all that bad. She died well you f*cking b*tch.

“Lastly, I would like to emphasize that if you have a girl near you, she should never trust that person. “Because every virgin in this world is just a would-be b*tch who just wants to be chaste.”

Just as I was unconsciously sympathizing with such logical bullsh*t, the vampire began to throw out advice to me in her old womanhood, even as she prepared to leave without even laying a hand on me.

“If you want to have true trust, you can either kill her while she is a virgin and be satisfied with reminiscing about her pure past, or you can steal her virginity with your own hands. “That’s the only way a man can trust a virgin!”

“Ah, yes. I will take that advice to heart. Thank you for saving my life, and may you live longer!”

“Remember! If the maiden and her fruit are not picked and eaten quickly, they will eventually rot!”

After the vampire who had recited his own theory of virginity left.

I immediately turned my back on the spot and took the time to engrave my evaluation of him in my mind.

That person is handsome and speaks well, but why did he become like that?

I came back from military service and found out that my girlfriend was wearing rubber shoes backwards?

***

Well, anyway.

As he said, if the fruit is not picked and eaten quickly, it will rot, and the bus that passed by will never return to me.

Even if it feels a little distorted, I also felt deep sympathy for him in the sense that if you have an opportunity, you must take it.

“Anyway, if the opportunity comes, it would be better to take it.”

In this difficult world, it is rare to have the opportunity to work while earning a stable income.

If you feel satisfied with that, it would be a good choice to give up on the dream you have been pursuing all along and reach out for it.

So, if possible, let’s extend her contract period, which ends today, a little, and have more time to get to know her and think about her…….

“Mr. Vivian. I’m here…….”

“aaah!”

When I entered the house with those thoughts in mind, a scream came out.

I immediately recognized that the voice was Vivian’s, but I was concerned that the sound was coming from a place other than her room.

“What on earth…?” ….”

Has something serious happened? Feeling anxious, she hurried to the place where the sound came from, and soon realized that her prediction had been correct.

The place where the sound came from was the basement.

Because when she signed her first contract, it was a place where she even told her with a straight face that she shouldn’t set foot in it.