‘Anyway, is there a way out of here?’
I glared at the system, applying silent pressure.
[Well… if it’s a quest, maybe.]Another quest?
Seeing my fed-up expression, the system hastily added,
[Life is all about give and take, you know! 〉ㅁ〈]Always so precisely calculating for no good reason.
Anyway, I had no interest in quests. Especially not the kind he’d offer. If it’s anything like last time, no thanks.
‘Fine, forget it. Life’s meant to be lived alone anyway.’
I muttered internally and looked back at the door guy.
I had been calling him ‘door guy’ because I didn’t know his name, but now that I recalled the characters from the original story, I realized who he might be.
‘Choi Yoo-han.’
The action leader of the first years at Haeseong High.
Ryu Tae-gun’s underling.
In other words, another extra like me in this story.
In the original, Choi Yoo-han was Ryu Tae-gun’s most cherished junior.
His job was pretty much all the bad stuff you’d find in an inso story: fighting, assault, kidnapping, confinement, etc.
You might wonder how a first-year high schooler could be up to such things, but it was an age of madness and barbarism, so it fit the setting.
…Now that I think about it, this definitely isn’t for kids.
Anyway.
‘…He’s not going to hit me later, right?’
I remembered scenes from the original where Choi Yoo-han beat people up. Not him, but there was also a scene where the female lead was locked in the gym storage and beaten up.
I frowned, thinking seriously.
Then Choi Yoo-han, as if reading my mind, grinned and said,
“Don’t worry. We don’t hit girls.”
Normally, people just don’t hit others…
I glanced at the sticks and pipes the Haeseong High guys brought.
Being in this world, I couldn’t even tell what was common sense anymore.
‘At least they won’t hit me.’
I stopped observing Choi Yoo-han and sank back into thought.
‘But how do I get out of here?’
I couldn’t see any way to escape. It wasn’t that the surveillance was tight; there were just too many of them.
And, for the record, they had taken my phone a while ago.
‘Do I really have to sit here quietly until Ryu Tae-gun shows up?’
I sighed and glanced at the clock.
By now, everyone would be either in their evening self-study classes or already home.
And normal extras wouldn’t even come here in the first place… My only hope was one of the original characters.
But who would come to save me?
[Ahem.]Suddenly, the system appeared.
‘What’s with him now?’
Ignoring me, the system made its text bigger.
[TODAY ONLY, I am offering you a SPECIAL SERVICE!]‘Service? What service?’
[Just this once! I’ll send a text message for you _]A text message?
That was surprisingly useful. I was currently without my phone, unable to contact anyone, and this system offered to send a message for me.
[But, I can only send it to numbers saved in your phone!]That was fine by me.
‘Who should I send the message to?’
I pondered seriously.
Extras wouldn’t be of any help since they can’t enter here. I don’t know Yoo Hee-na’s number, and… I don’t have Seong Ji-chan’s number either.
If I get out of here, I’m really going to kill that guy.
Then the system chimed in.
[How about Jin?]‘Seon Woo-jin?’
I trailed off uncertainly.
Sure, his number was the only one I had.
‘But he seems too lazy to come…’
[Why do you think so! Jin LIKES you! _+]That’s doubtful.
I had no expectations whatsoever.
And so, I couldn’t think of a single person who would come to my aid.
‘Such is life…’
I leaned my head against the wall, overwhelmed with a sense of self-defeat.
Choi Yoo-han noticed my state and asked,
“Are you crying?”
I wiped the corner of my eyes.
“No, I’m not crying…”
“Hey, don’t worry. Our guys are nice. You just have to deal with Seong Ji-chan, right?”
I thought of the spiked clubs that the Haeseong High thugs had brought. Yeah, right.
“Really? You guys don’t know, but Seong Ji-chan is actually a terrible guy. There was this one time when…”
Just then, it happened.
Bang!
“Wait a minute!”
The door was kicked open, and a booming voice filled the infirmary.
Everyone was startled and turned towards the door.
There stood a male student in our school uniform, looking confident.
The student shouted,
“Who made our Chun-ja cry?”
At that moment, I wanted to disappear.
‘Why is he here?’
In the chaos of the infirmary, the boldly arriving figure was none other than Ban Ha-min, the notorious loudmouth of our school.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
