After that, I continued to stay in the dungeon, hunting.
Suddenly, I felt thirsty and checked my phone. It was already 5 PM.
The bottled water I had bought at the convenience store in the morning was already gone.
“Guess I’ll take a break and head to the convenience store…”
I decided to leave the dungeon for a bit and head to the convenience store above ground.
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After buying some juice at the convenience store, I returned to the dungeon. As I was cutting down blue slimes and making my way through the first floor, I unexpectedly ran into Yokota.
Yokota was a classmate from high school and a member of a delinquent group. His blessing was 【Nail Bat】. As usual, he was carrying a nail bat in his right hand today.
When Yokota saw me, he initially looked surprised. He probably didn’t expect to see me diving into the dungeon alone. Then, after a moment, he smirked.
It was the expression of someone who had found a new toy to play with. Yokota started walking toward me.
“What are you doing here, in a place like this?” Yokota asked, his ugly face twisted into a sneer.
“None of your business,” I replied firmly.
Yokota’s face turned grim. He probably didn’t expect me to talk back to him.
It seemed he still hadn’t realized that the tables had turned. What an idiot. Well, he’s always been an empty-headed fool.
Yokota glared at me. “Do you even know what happens when you talk to me like that? From now on, you’re my slave. Today, you’re going to carry my stuff until we leave the dungeon.”
“Pfft…”
I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw Yokota’s stupid face. This guy has no idea what’s going on.
The last time I saw him, Yokota said he was level 9. Without an experience bonus like mine, he’s probably only level 10 at best. Right now, I’m level 9.
In any other world, that might matter, but in this reality where the rules of the game 『First Final』 somehow apply, I’m a master of “superb techniques.” Even in the PvP-exclusive servers of 『First Final』, I was always a top-ranked player.
Against an amateur like Yokota, even if there’s a level difference of 5 or 10, it’s practically meaningless to me. Plus, the sword I’m using is a paid DLC weapon that gives a bonus to agility.
There’s absolutely no way I can lose.
Sure, my defense is just cheap tracksuit armor, but there’s no way an amateur like Yokota could land a hit on me.
“You bastard… What are you laughing at?” Yokota’s eyebrows twitched in anger.
“Your stupid face is just too ridiculous.”
“What did you say? You’re acting awfully cocky today.”
“You always look like a lowlife, no matter when I see you.”
“Watch your mouth, you brat!” Yokota’s face turned red. Then, he seemed to notice the gold-decorated sword I was holding.
“That’s a fancy weapon you’ve got there. Hand it over.”
“No way.”
“I said hand it over! You planning to disobey me?”
“Yeah, pretty much.”
“Then I’ll make you!”
Yokota swung at me.
It was so slow, it was almost laughable.
The opening after his punch was huge.
As Yokota stepped forward, I hooked my leg around his.
Perfectly, Yokota fell flat on his face.
Looking at Yokota sprawled on the ground, I couldn’t hold back anymore.
“Ahahahaha! How many frames of lag do you have, man? That’s practically begging me to counter you!” I burst out laughing.
Yokota slowly pushed himself up from the ground. “You bastard… I’ve had enough of you. This is inside the dungeon, you know. Even if someone dies here, it’ll be treated as an accident. You do realize that even if you die, I won’t get caught by the police, right? I’m gonna kill you!”
Yokota raised his nail bat.
“Oh, so you’re a PK (Player Killer) now?” I smirked. “I don’t usually do PK, but I have no problem with PKK (Player Killer Killer). If you’re coming at me with the intent to kill, you better be ready to die yourself. But seriously, after what just happened, you still think you can beat me? You really are an idiot. Ahahahaha!”
“Y-you bastard…”
Yokota’s ears were red with anger. But for some reason, he hesitated to swing his nail bat at me, as if he sensed something in my demeanor.
“Your face is wide open.”
I didn’t hold back and threw a punch.
My fist landed cleanly in the center of Yokota’s face.
“GYAH!”
With an ugly scream, Yokota’s body was sent flying at least five meters.
