A Basement-Dwelling Loser, the Inquisitor – Chapter 177

[Rene]

[Hello]

[Talk | 7851 viewers currently | 00:19:35]

It took a long 10 minutes for the chaotic chat window to calm down.

The most talked-about topic was… um, it’s a bit embarrassing to say, but it was definitely about breasts.

…What’s so great about this anyway?

Is it because I’ve never been interested in women since my previous life?

Or is it because I’ve been reincarnated as a woman for almost 20 years?

I really don’t understand why people like breasts so much.

They’re heavy, they make my shoulders ache, and when it’s hot, they make me sweat… It’s just this endless discomfort.

…Well. There must be a reason that I just don’t know.

“Anyway, let’s return to the topic I was originally going to discuss….”

─ㅇㅇ The 23-year-old Kim Han-seong (no girlfriend) is ready to empathize with whatever the host says now.

─I don’t even remember what we were talking about…

─For real, the only thing I can remember right now is this…

“Since many of you seem to have forgotten, let me explain again. I’m going to answer the questions that were posted in the article I wrote in Remagal… It seems like there are surprisingly many of you who are curious….”

─You can’t help but be curious about the blue pill…

─For real, LOL.

“First off, whether I’m an albino or if I’m dyeing my hair and wearing colored lenses… That’s what most people are curious about… To answer, I’m not an albino, and I’m not dying my hair or wearing colored lenses… I was just born this way, without any health issues….”

─Is that even possible?

─I thought the reason for being a hikikomori was because I’m an albino…

─Natural white-haired, red-eyed cute girl ㄷㄷㄷㄷ [Deleted message].

─The otaku sniper characteristics though, LOL.

“Well, I don’t know the details… I’m not an expert in this area either, and I only know what I’ve heard about my appearance… Anyway, it’s not a disease or anything, so you don’t have to worry about my health….”

If I were an albino, it would mean Iya was wrong… but yeah, that’s impossible to say.

“And the next most asked question was… how could my self-esteem be so low with that appearance? A lot of questions along those lines….”

─For real, that was what I was most curious about.

─If you walked outside, someone must have asked for your number.

─Information: The host only stays home, so that wouldn’t happen.

─Whoa, LOL.

─Is this what they call the hidden function of hikikomori or what???

“Um… I still don’t really know….”

The chat window was flooded with comments praising my appearance, but the memories of the glances I received for nearly 20 years are not easily erased.

To be honest, even now, I’m a little suspicious that the Rebongi are just trying to mess with me.

“So, what you all are saying is…? You’re asking why my personality is like this, why I became a hikikomori… Is that what you want to know…?”

─ㅇㅇ;

─Honestly, I’m curious, but I don’t want to hear it… The host’s family history seems too depressing…

─??? : I don’t have mom or dad!

─ㅅㅂ LOL.

─That came out of nowhere, ㅅㅂ;;

…There were quite a few messages saying they didn’t want to hear this, but overall, the majority seemed to be curious.

Of course, it wasn’t something I particularly wanted to talk about.

But at this point, skipping over it wouldn’t be an option.

“First of all… um. As many of you might know, I don’t have parents… to be precise, I ran away from home when I was little….”

Of course, I didn’t plan to explain my story thoroughly.

How could I explain the tales of my previous life or that world in their entirety?

I’d have to mix in some improvisation.

“The people who should be called parents… were hardly deserving of that title… Looking back on that time, all I can think is that I just wanted to live, which is why I ran away….”

─It starts off so spicy, teacher.

─What on earth did you go through?;;

─They said they didn’t want to talk about this.

─If you ran away to survive, it sounds serious.

“Well, after that, I lived on the street for a while until luckily a facility took me in… I considered all the people there as my new family, and I liked them….”

As I recalled that time, I began to feel short of breath.

“You know how kids usually speak without contemplating what they’re saying? In that facility, which took in kids like me, there were many kids around my age… They used to say that my appearance, this hair and eyes, was odd….”

The first memory of realizing that my appearance seemed strange to others.

That memory had wrapped around me like a thorny vine even to this day.

“As I kept hearing such comments, I realized that even the nuns looked at me in a similar way. From that moment, I kept thinking I was odd… I must have an appearance that others can’t accept… I thought….”

─They really trampled on a child’s spirit from such an early age?;

─Are you saying even the facility caretakers thought that?

─Is that something you do to a child?

─This really breaks my heart;

─If your biological parents treated you like that, then going to a facility and experiencing that too;

…Oh?

Did I miscommunicate something here?

“Um, everyone…? I don’t mean to say that the nun or the other kids were bad people… It’s just that my appearance was, uh, hard for them to accept… They were all kind and good people….”

─?

─Isn’t that just blatant group bullying?

─What’s going on??? Did I misread the timing to empathize???

─They openly mocked you for your appearance and yet you think they are kind people? (Seriously unsure)

─Did you get gaslit?

Something feels off.

I’m just trying to talk about the events that made me think my appearance was weird, yet for some reason, the Rebongi are saying the people from the monastery were bad people.

There was no bullying whatsoever?

Especially Sister Lily often took care of me.

…No.

Bell’s gang definitely bullied me, and Sister Lily did tell me not to hate Bell too much.

But when I combine all those memories, it didn’t seem all that bad…

“Hey! I’ll take the lead here, so you step back and just watch me do this!”

Bell used to bully me a lot, but there were times she would help me too.

“Everyone… um, I’m confused, so let me organize my thoughts a bit… The bullying wasn’t completely non-existent, but that boy who was usually at the center of it wasn’t a bad kid… He helped me at times, and even told me not to leave when I was about to leave the facility… It was just that my appearance was one that was hard to accept at first….”

─I seriously don’t understand what the host is saying. Are they dumb or what?

─Okay, I don’t get it either.

─What does it even mean that someone was nice but harassed you because of your appearance??

─??? A boy, you say?

“Oh, yeah. There was a boy named Bell. He used to bully me a lot… Like, he said no other guy would ever marry me because of my hair and eyes….”

What even kind of remark is that to someone who has never thought about marriage?

“Oh, well, just like I said, he did help me out with what I had to do, and he also told me not to leave the facility… So, he wasn’t a bad kid at all; I considered him family… You know how there are sayings about siblings having bad relationships? It felt like that….”

So I’m saying that just because they found my appearance hard to accept, they weren’t truly bad people… but…

─HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

─Oh, for crying out loud, you clueless woman, LOL.

─This is confirmed to be a maiden in distress, huh…

─It’s not a depressing story, it’s a youth romantic comedy that’s happening here…

─The one who is still oblivious to it all thinks it’s a romantic comedy? LOL.

─It is a depressing story… Just that the main character hasn’t realized, hence her self-esteem is ruined…

─The family history is messed up, but that’s still true, LOL;

─🦄🦄🦄🦄🦄🦄 My horn has gotten stronger…

─This is all a unicorn taming broadcast, huh.

“Hey, why is everyone reacting like this…?”

The Rebongi have changed.

Just a moment ago, they were calling the monastery people bad, and now they’re writing totally incomprehensible chats about romantic comedies and unicorn taming.

What’s going on?

Can someone explain it to me in a way I can understand…?

─So that boy named Bell, have you ever met him after leaving the facility?

“Um… I’ve never met him; however, when I was around thirteen, I heard that he had also come to stay at the place I used to live… It was completely not the place that fit the dream he once mentioned….”

That kid had clearly said he dreamed of becoming a smith when he was young. I never imagined he’d join the Paladin Order.

I was seriously shocked.

He had said he hated how dangerous being a paladin was.

─If you feel sorry for Bell a little, hit the ‘good’ button, LOL.

─Tsundere always goes wrong, ㅋㅋ.

─So, trying to be tsundere with someone whose self-esteem is in the gutter will lead to this; everyone, ㅇㅇ;

“You guys, I don’t understand what you’re saying….”

─Tuni: Um, Rene?

“Yes, Tuni….”

─Tuni: I think Bell might have liked you.

─Oh, you’re saying that now, ㅅㅂ, LOL.

─Honestly, it is quite frustrating;

“…What?”

Bell liked me?

“He bullied me every day…?”

─Tuni: He bullied you because he liked you; he wanted to draw attention.

─Tuni: Sometimes helped you and asked you not to leave when you were leaving the facility, and ended up somewhere far from his original dream…

─Tuni: He did all of that because he liked you.

“That can’t be true….”

Helping me or telling me not to leave was probably because we shared a bond similar to family.

Him joining the Paladin Order must have happened because of a change in his dreams.

“Just because he liked me doesn’t mean he bullied me…? I mean, normally, treating someone well would draw more interest, wouldn’t it…?”

─Tuni: It’s because he was embarrassed, ㅎㅎ;

“Hey…. Bora always tells me she likes me, and never bullies me, you know? But I’ve never seen her embarrassed….”

Though occasionally I get attacked in the name of ‘innocence’… but Bora doesn’t do it to bully me.

─Tuni: Now that I think about it, it does seem like what you said, Rene.

“Exactly…?”

─??? : Don’t argue with fools.

─Quickly gave up, LOL.

─Whatever Rene says is correct, ㅇㅇ.