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This was the day I became a private and was assigned to Gye Bastard’s battalion.

Sung Siwan looked at my soldier self and then back at me.

“He’s taller, but that’s you, Euishin! Huh? You played that ‘PMH’ game too?”

“Yes.”

“Then Euishin, you too...”

Gye Idam had a different name, but mine was retained.

Sung Siwan was in half disbelief when he saw the name on my soldier uniform.

[I’m sorry to show you this.]

The former head of the association talked to him.

I felt sorry too that such a good sunbae has to see the past of a malicious commenter.

I thought perhaps it would be better just to show him how Gye Idam played PMH instead of everything else.

Sung Siwan didn’t get to see the contents of PMH well from this experience.

There were important moments skipped too since we had to rush in consideration of Gye Idam’s mental strength.

Anyway, that Gye Bastard played the game using the strategies that I posted on my blog so there’s not really any new information that I’m getting.

‘The only thing he’s better than me is that he farmed Ahn Dain faster.’

It was very cheap, sending out Ahn Dain to all pre-quest battles like that and trying to get all Ahn Dain-related items no matter what.Alll latest novels at novelhall.compared to me who leveled up all characters, Gye Idam rose her level quickly.

‘We wouldn’t need to do this if Gye Idam remembered Ahn Dain’s hidden quest.’

I was displeased to think that I was lending time like this because the bastard couldn’t remember something as crucial as that even if I gave him time to speak.

The former head had looked into Gye Idam’s mind so he probably knows what memory Gye Idam was looking for.

I don’t know what the former head is thinking, dragging the situation like this.

[I thought my grandson should see this side of him. I am sorry for you.]

“It doesn’t matter.”

It was a waste of time, but there was nothing to see here.

“Who he is or what he’s done to me does not affect me anymore.”

Though I still wanted to beat him up considering the malicious comments he wrote about what I cherished.

Military life was hard, but it was peaceful in the beginning.

Gye Idam didn’t bully me right from the start.

In the first place, the Gye Bastard wasn’t the type who cares too much about others.

The trigger was now being revealed.

“That failed game fan is a chess prodigy? Is that punk the one whose family died in a car accident?”

My history was revealed in the census, and people were talking about it as gossip behind my back.

Gye Idam read an article related to a chess prodigy and his family, but I don’t think he remembered my name or face.

I was young, wore protective glasses, and I looked a little nervous — my appearance not matching my facade as a soldier.

“Don’t you remember Jo Euishin? He acts a little softer than when he’s on active duty, and he’s got great manners.”

“I heard he’s attending the best prestigious university in Korea. I guess he got to go there ‘cos he’s good at chess.”

“I was wondering what kind of life he had, but it looks like he has a good one. He’s got a head for studying too.”

“The kid grew up well.”

...They were saying that behind my back?

I felt a little embarrassed, but I saw the awkward face of Corporal Gye become distorted.

That’s when his scourge began.

“Stop it. Why are you picking on the poor guy?”

At first, Sergeant Choi and Gye Bastard’s other seniors would pull his leash, but when they got discharged from the military and Corporal Gye became Sergeant Gye, there was no one left to stop him.

The days of unnecessary work and double greed continued.

It was basic for me to be responsible for all the mistakes of the soldiers below me.

Even if I did well, he’d say I’m a stuck-up, but if I take it easy, I still get scolded.

“...”

Sung Siwan clenched his fist when he saw me working in silence.

His clenched fist was shaking slightly.

Sung Siwan, a high school student in the world without conscription, may not understand military culture but he knows that the situation was unreasonable.

“I’m sorry.”

I was embarrassed, and I felt sorry for my good hoobae who put his heart into things.

“President Choi’s son... No, I think you would understand better if I said ‘Sergeant Choi.’ He asked me to give this to you, ‘Why didn’t you stop doing that?’ I see I’m not the only fan of Euishin hyung.”

I was sometimes asked about the military after being discharged so I glossed over it in moderation, but I guess he got the information through another route.

Sergeant Choi, who used to buy gold matcha ice cream, sometimes came to mind.

Cheon Sungheon spoke as if Sergeant Choi was a fan of mine, but I didn’t see that at all.

“I was just going to mess with you a little, but you crossed the line with the work position.”

“I-I didn’t even know he was involved in that! I didn’t even know that it was that kind of situation in the first place!”

“You plead ignorant? It’s true that you sat in position not going through due process. You knew that.”

Gye Idam finally realized the situation.

He cried out with his face that looked struck by a hammer.

“Who the hell are you...!”

“Me? I’m Euishin hyung’s close dongsaeng.”

“You’re doing this to me because of Jo Euishin?”

“It’s all your decisions that led to this. I wanted to take everything from you, but you didn’t have much anyway. That’s too bad.”

Cheon Sungheon said with a smile.

That Gye Bastard has no family or friends.

Even the distant relative who looked out for him with loyalty went out of contact after the hiring scandal broke out.

All that he had was his body and lifestyle ruined by ignorant choices.

And he had just enough wealth to survive.

“Your relative might pity you if I push too hard, so I had to do it in moderation.”

Cheon Sungheon added viciously.

“I think that’s what you hate the most looking at the comments you wrote in the past, but it would look very good on you now.”

Cheon Sungheon must’ve read all the comments he left.

I was worried that his eyes were dirtied.

Finally, Cheon Sungheon dropped a bomb.

“You’re lucky. You’re a very lucky man.”

Gye Idam collapsed on the floor of a space where no one was there.

Those who went under Cheon Sungheon’s hand went bankrupt, in prison, or went missing.

Gye Idam had to dispose of all the real estate he had and move to a small apartment in a remote place, but he managed to get by.

The meals he used to eat in expensive restaurants became convenience store lunch boxes and ramen.

“Gah, what kind of dudes live upstairs?!”

Days of suffering from neighbors’ noise continued.

At first, he would swing a real hammer stupidly to make the neighbors shut up, but then the wall was damaged so he began to use a toy hammer.

He huffed and puffed uglily and went back to writing malicious comments.

‘So that’s how he lived.’

I didn’t feel much of an emotion when I saw it.

Sung Siwan was now speechless.

In the meantime, the space was getting distorted, perhaps because of Gye Idam’s mental strength.

[Now I have to look at the information that he was looking for.]

The scene was changed again.

Gye Idam was playing PMH on his smartphone, and the screen showing You can now play Ahn Dain’s Hidden Quest.

“What the, why isn’t there a playthrough?”

Gye Idam started searching my blog instead of starting the quest.

He changed the keyword and searched several times, but no result came out.

‘It’s really a quest that I didn’t play.’

Gye Idam clicked his tongue and picked up his phone.

When he pressed the OK button, the screen turned dark and someone appeared.

The people that appeared in the quest’s opening scene were the tigers that I knew.

I recognized the Tiger Clan and felt stunned.

‘Why are they here?’

What appeared on the screen was the masked couple.

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