Chapter 555

〈 Chapter 555 〉 [LGBTQ+ Side Story] Chang-yeom and Phoenix 009

Let me make this crystal clear—I don’t hate men.

And no, I don’t favor women either. I’ve simply removed the inconveniences of living as Phoenix in this world.

This world? It’s an R-rated BL visual novel.

And to top it off, there are frequent occurrences of “forced seduction” everywhere.

So what happens when you become the heroine of such a world—a heroine who’s already marked for death?

[If you trust people blindly without precautions, they’ll shut down your magic barrier, drug you, and slaughter you… Or you could lose to Dark Legion officers and get gang-raped by monsters… Or all heroines might be turned into monsters for some yiffy fun with futanaris… Or you end up as Sun Icheol’s sex slave!]

‘Thinking about it gives me the creeps.’

I can see futures paved with pure malice stretching ahead. The more men around me, the higher the chances of these scenarios becoming reality.

Honestly, not developing misogyny—or rather, misanthropy—would be strange. To survive as Phoenix, I had two choices:

Eternal solitude… or gather all the cubes, transform into a wish-granting lamp, split myself into male (Phoenix) and female (Chang-yeom), and live together.

[What about girl-on-girl? If you give in a hundred times, we can even consider detachable options!]

‘Would you shut up?’

I grabbed the body of Mini-Chang-yeom floating above my head and squeezed tightly.

[Ughhh!]

Chang-yeom let out an indescribable scream of agony(?). As the car drove along the eastern coastal road, I watched the sea and steadied my breathing.

[…They say Phoenix came to Korea because she’s a fan of K-pop idol NaBaekHap…]

“What nonsense.”

I don’t listen to music. Specifically, I don’t listen to other people’s songs. Human-world music no longer satisfies my ears; they’ve become accustomed only to Chang-yeom-level singing.

[…If only the American Association hadn’t messed things up…]

[…She loves bibimbap…]

Still, people keep shaping my image according to their whims.

“…Ugh.”

It’s annoying, but what can I do? Phoenix now has to fit that image.

There are many reasons why Phoenix came to Korea, but her long-term stay here is another matter entirely.

Since Phoenix hasn’t officially entered the country through proper procedures, the sole reason for her extended stay must be…

The one pure will that applies in this twisted world.

[We’ve arrived, Miss Phoenix.]

A voice came from the autonomous vehicle’s speaker. I carefully stepped out of the car, mindful of my hanbok so as not to trip.

Click-click-click-click.

Shutters firing, camera flashes, and the excited anchor’s voice shouting, “Look! Phoenix has just arrived at Seomyeon!”

‘So much hassle.’

Not even a famous foreign actor would receive this level of excitement. The crowd was enormous, and among them, 30% sent sticky, lecherous gazes that made me deeply uncomfortable. Some were even plotting drugged seductions instead of mere harassment.

‘Get a grip.’

[Capturing them won’t give you any experience points.]

‘Thanks.’

I’m grateful to Chang-yeom for helping me maintain my sanity. Though she tries to sexually break me down, she also works hard to keep me grounded in other aspects.

Thud, thud.

Finally, she appeared through the crowd. Dressed in a neat hanbok like me, she stopped in front of me with her white hair adorned by hairpins, taking small, cautious steps.

‘She looks awkward because she’s not used to heels.’

[Expression, expression.]

“……”

I stood there with my mouth slightly agape. The silver-haired woman approaching me wore a blank—or perhaps slightly nervous—expression.

Thud, thud.

I confidently strode toward her and firmly grasped her hand.

“Nice to meet you. What’s your name?”

“……”

Her eyes widened in surprise. She clearly didn’t expect me to act so amicably.

The murmurs spread through the crowd. But I decided to use her to facilitate my long-term stay in Korea.

“…<Snow Princess>, Seok Harang. Miss Phoenix.”

Seok Harang. Korea’s S-Rank Hero. And half-human, half-spirit heroine.

“Seok Harang…what a pretty name.”

“Th…this hand…”

Tighten, tighten.

I gently caressed the back of her hand, mimicking the secret signals I learned from KYTUBE, holding her hand in a subtle yet sticky manner.

“Shall we go?”

“I’ll guide you.”

With a reluctant face, Seok Harang pointed inward. Pre-deployed heroes parted the crowd, and we entered a narrow alley.

“Is this the place…?”

“Yes. With 70 years of tradition…”

Seok Harang guided me to a shabby restaurant with a voice tinged with despair.

“…Busan’s specialty, pig bone soup restaurant.”

Seok Harang’s hand, which held mine, trembled with anger.

* * *

Korean Food Tour!

This is the reason I came to Korea and want to stay here.

[Usually, I have a great interest in Korean cuisine. It’s difficult to find Korean restaurants in America, but I’ve been learning Korean cooking through KYTUBE.]

[Do you cook yourself? What do you usually make?]

[I’ve tried many things. Once, I stuffed strawberries into rice cakes, and I even blended strawberries instead of pears while making braised short ribs…]

[Oh, you like strawberries, huh?]

[Yes. I once asked a Korean community forum to recommend foods that pair well with strawberries, and someone suggested…]

“Wrap kimchi around strawberries and eat.”

I still remember that day’s humiliation vividly. Ever since then, I’ve sharpened my blade to bring shame upon all Koreans during interviews.

“Just plain cabbage kimchi wasn’t too satisfying, but water kimchi worked quite well.”

Search rankings are currently flooded with strawberries. KYTUBE commenters are already discussing the greatness of K-strawberries, their varieties, and all sorts of Korean food variations made with strawberries.

Strawberry.

It’s essential for conquering Chang-yeom. It’s her favorite food, and something I must also enjoy.

To be honest…

Chang-yeom’s privates smell like strawberries—

[Just Phoenixed!]

“……”

I briefly lowered my head to dodge the fiery attack on my mind. While waiting alone in the hotel room until the story concluded, I idly browsed forums and unintentionally angered Chang-yeom.

‘I didn’t even say strawberry-flavored.’

[Calling it strawberry-scented is shameful enough? Hmph, saying it won’t stop you from doing it.]

‘You’d let me bury my face in yours if I wanted.’

That’s possible. Whether man or woman, licking with the tongue is always within reach.

Only, wouldn’t I feel pleasure from it? No, Chang-yeom would. For me to feel anything, I’d need my K-18 13.5mm heavy-caliber rifle.

But Phoenix doesn’t have that. All she has is an organ utterly useless to me.

[Why useless? You can use it for penetration. There are plenty of women in this country desperate for it. Will you abandon all heroines?]

‘I only need you.’

[What if I need other heroines?]

“……”

A complicated issue. How far should I allow Chang-yeom? The most challenging aspect of being Phoenix is her “dealings.”

[One centimeter per heroine.]

“……”

Didn’t demons in the past offer similar deals when selling souls to humans?

[One centimeter every time you penetrate a heroine. Ten heroines mean… wow! 16 centimeters!]

‘Nope.’

I conjured magical power before my eyes and recalculated.

“Ten human heroines, six spirit heroines, five officers before turning them into spirits, and one Chang-yeom. Total: twenty-two.”

[Remove one spirit.]

“Who?”

[Absolutely not Jeolpung.]

Recognizing that, I subtracted Jeolpung from twenty-two, leaving twenty-one.

Penetrate ten heroines. If I move my body as Chang-yeom wishes, I can regain one centimeter per person.

[Isn’t it easier to collect scattered cubes worldwide than to enjoy penetration?]

‘It depends on whether the partner consents.’

Forcing penetration only increases the probability of a bad ending. Instead, converting other heroines into lesbians and corrupting them into百合is far more effective.

Of course, regaining my penis through penetration is still the path to regaining it. Even if it means becoming a futanari, isn’t getting my own penis back worthwhile?

“……Hmm.”

For that reason, I must start with the right first step. I calmed my racing heart on the bed and regulated my breathing.

“……Excuse me.”

Knock-knock.

A knock came from outside the door. I immediately opened it using Magical Gear.

“……Miss Phoenix.”

Beautifully dressed in hanbok, Seok Harang hesitantly entered the room.

“Before we begin our conversation, let’s clear up a particularly nasty rumor circulating.”

“Rumor?”

“You… ”

Seok Harang glared at me, her face red to the tips of her ears.

“…Said you’d stay in Korea for a year if you spent a night with Snow Princess…!”

Ah.

[That’s not a rumor. Teehee.]

Some Tweeter spread this news across the hero community.