Returning to my cabin, I checked my face first.
Standing in front of the vanity, I wiped off the monster’s blood with a handkerchief, revealing a beautiful face with silver hair and green eyes.
‘Crazy, absolutely stunning.’
Smooth, translucent skin, large green eyes, and plump lips.
Especially the moist green eyes, glistening like a forest after the rain, exuded a poignant yet refreshing atmosphere.
‘A face that could fit eyes, nose, and mouth all on one fist-sized canvas.’
As I admired the face, I examined my slender wrist closely.
‘Wow, the veins aren’t protruding, they‘re just faintly visible?’
I was hesitant to touch, afraid I might break something.
‘But what can you do? It’s not even my body.’
Taking my eyes off my wrist, I briskly rubbed my cheeks that felt stiff.
Then Astel, in the mirror, rubbed her cheeks as well.
The dried blood flecks on her cheeks crumbled and fell as powder.
I couldn’t deny the reality any longer.
I had transmigrated.
‘Fu*k’
My name is Ryusan.
Ranked 1st and an SSS-ranked Hunter who successfully conquered the bottom floor of the dungeon.
The monsters that used to appear whenever I completed a dungeon disappeared, and the Holy Sees who tormented hunters day and night retreated. It was the moment of liberation after ten years of destruction.
People called me a hero.
Every media outlet focused on me, and sponsorship poured in from all over the world.
It was finally the moment when all the hard work paid off.
‘But that was just the day before yesterday… And now I’ve woken up in someone else‘s body.’
What’s important here is that this world has also started its descent into Invasion.
‘So that’s why the disappeared monsters have reappeared. And I‘ve been through the tutorial.’
In summary, after barely saving the world from destruction, I found myself transmigrated into the body of a hunter in another world where destruction had just begun.
“…”
They say when you‘re really frustrated, you’re at a loss for words. I now understand what that means.
Only hollow laughter came out of my mouth.
“Ha… hahaha.”
If I had been transmigrated into an ordinary person’s body, I might not have been this annoyed.
‘Being a hunter again? We just saved the Earth recently, and now they’re telling me to do it all over again from scratch? What a shitty situation!’
I glared at the dialogue box that was popping up excitedly.
Since it’s obvious that the Holy Sees are connected to this situation.
— Anonymous Holy See: I don‘t think she has any clue about what’s going on right now.
— Anonymous Holy See: That’s why I said this channel is no good. These guys are too slow-witted.
— Anonymous Holy See: Sigh… Do they even know what chatting is?
— Anonymous Holy See: We should explain it to her.
— Anonymous Holy See: Why should we? She should adapt on their own. If she can‘t, they’ll die.
— Anonymous Holy See: Didn‘t she see the tutorial? If someone’s struggling, we should give them a push.
The Holy Sees were chattering away nonchalantly. They seemed oblivious to the fact that I was watching them and gnashing my teeth.
‘They’re the ones who transmigrated us. What? They say our intelligence is lacking?’
As I selected the Holy See who was discussing intelligence in the chat, the functions for [Whisper], [Record], and [Kick] opened up.
[SYSTEM: Anonymous Holy See has been forcibly removed]
[Time until re-entry: 72:00:00.]
‘How dare an Awakened kick out a Holy See!’
In an unforeseen crisis, the dialogue box was flipped.
— Anonymous Holy See: Whoa?!!
— Anonymous Holy See: What the hell is this? Are you crazy?
— Anonymous Holy See: How dare you ban us. Are you in your right mind?
— Anonymous Holy See: But how did you know how to kick us? Isn’t that strange?
— Anonymous Holy See: Huh? That’s true…
The Holy See’s tones became markedly rough, and some Holy Sees even expressed their doubts.
It was only natural that they were surprised, considering they were suddenly banned in a world where they didn’t even know what chatting was.
After kicking out even a foul-mouthed Holy See, the dialogue box seemed ready to explode.
“Dear Holy Sees, are you curious about what happened?”
I addressed the Holy Sees with a smile on my lips and a raised eyebrow.
“I’m Ryusan, you see.”
— Anonymous Holy See: ?????
— Anonymous Holy See: Ryu who?
— Anonymous Holy See: Whoa? Is that really Lucian?
— Anonymous Holy See: The Administrator mentioned a hunter brought in from Channel 32. Crazy, that was R-Ryusan?
— Anonymous Holy See: No wonder, it seemed strange from the tutorial onwards…
— Anonymous Holy See: Ryu-ha!
— Anonymous Holy See: Ryu-ha~
— Anonymous Holy See: Nice to see you again! There’s no one like you even when we go to different channels.
They called me ‘Ryu-ha’ because I was acting like a nutcase again.
That was the nickname the Holy Sees gave me.
I had just mentioned my name, but the antagonistic atmosphere the Holy Sees had held toward me changed drastically to a much friendlier one.
There was no trace of dissatisfaction over the kickouts. This was also an expected response.
“They adore the strong.”
Holy Sees didn’t care much about personality as long as someone was powerful.
That was why I, famous for my less-than-stellar disposition, became the Holy See’s favorite subject.
Amidst the dialogue box filled with ‘Ryu-ha,’ I found a clue.
Administrator.
“Oh, so the bastard who transmigrated me into this body is the Administrator, huh?”
Why on earth did that happen? Was it because they were moved by my performance, which finally put an end to the Administrators’ trials after ten years?
“If you were moved, you could’ve just given me money!”
Suppressing the urge to tear my hair out, I spoke through clenched teeth.
“You seem really delighted. I‘m burning with the desire to obliterate all of you. Oh, of course, I didn’t say that aloud. You know, right?”
Question marks appeared one after another in the dialogue box. There was even a question asking if I was angry.
Unable to hold back any longer, I slammed down the vanity table.
Crash! Smash!
The vanity table crashed down with a loud thud, and its contents spilled out in a rush.
“Huh? I didn’t put much strength into it, did I?”
I was momentarily taken aback, but I quickly composed myself and exerted force on my brows.
“Are you all sane? Who the hell possessed a perfectly fine person like me? It‘s you guys! I haven’t spent a single penny!”
— Anonymous Holy See: Whoa whoa, our Ryu-ha… not that you‘re nice… or anything, but let’s calm down a bit. Alright?
— Anonymous Holy See: That short temper of yours is still going strong, kekeke.
— Anonymous Holy See: Why get angry? Is it because you can‘t spend money and you’re mad??
“Is this the time to laugh? Shut up and put things back the way they were, you swindlers!”
— Anonymous Holy See: You would’ve died, huh?
— Anonymous Holy See: Even if we didn’t see it, we know.
— Anonymous Holy See: No matter how much of an Administrator he is, he can’t bring a living human to another channel.
— Anonymous Holy See: Astel, check the fragments of memory. You received them as a tutorial reward.
It felt like someone had hit the back of my head as if to teach me a lesson.
“…I died? Me?”
But no matter how much I wracked my brain, I had no memories of death.
‘I remember coming out of the dungeon, and two days later… I was perfectly fine until then.’
Come to think of it, it wasn’t just that memory that was missing.
Upon closer reflection, there were several scenes that I couldn’t recall.
Yeah, let’s say that the moment of death was forgotten due to the shock.
But not even the moment I awakened as a hunter is coming to mind?
‘Isn’t that a memory that should be impossible to forget?’
How could this be? Unless someone intentionally removed it…
“Why is my memory like this?”
— Anonymous Holy See: We don’t know beyond that.
— Anonymous Holy See: There’s a hundred percent chance the Administrator meddled.
— Anonymous Holy See: Astel, gather the fragments of memory.
As much as I wanted to deny it, I couldn‘t. The Holy Sees might keep quiet, but they don’t tell lies.
So, am I already dead and there’s no way to go back to how things were?
“Ah… my money.”
I grabbed my head and collapsed onto the bed like the tragic protagonist of a story.
— Anonymous Holy See: As expected, are you mad because you died without spending your money?
— Anonymous Holy See: Normal humans don’t faint in situations like this, right? Mental strength is important.
— Anonymous Holy See: Nah nah nah, our Ryusan is tough as nails.
I wanted to faint intensely.
But perhaps because of what the Holy Sees said about being tough as nails, instead of passing out, my mind remained clear.
Enveloped in despair, I buried my face in the bed.
‘Damn administrator! What do you want from me!’
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