[‘Won’ has logged into the guild <Half-Assers Dont Deserve To Live>.]

[Guild] Cherry Coke: But why hasn’t this punk Won been raiding lately?

[Guild] Cherry Coke: Holy sh♡t, speak of the devil and he appears.

[Guild] Won: Looking for me? Are you lonely without me?

[Guild] Won: Ha, Chaei. Oppa told you. Even if you miss me, you have to hold it in.

[Guild] Cherry Coke: Yup, starting his massive bullsh♡t again.

[Guild] Cherry Coke: No but seriously, it’s so f♡♡king hard to run raids without our healing slave;;

[Guild] 21st Century No Yeah: Ah for real though. The mindset of healers in PUGs these days is completely rotten.

As if waiting for this exact moment, ’21st Century No Yeah’s’ chat poured out like a flood.

Won looked on with pity at the reaction that seemed to stem from much pent-up frustration, but soon the topic of the chat window shifted.

[Guild] Cherry Coke: Whatever, hey hey, PpaKko. Where did our PpaKko go lol

[Guild] Cherry Coke: Hey? PpaKko, listen. They say we can start as long as we have a main healer, so what are you thinking?

[Guild] FastAndPissedOff: If you’re going to tell me to direct challenge to main healer, you do it, Noona.

[Guild] Cherry Coke: You f♡♡ker, how is a main tank supposed to play healer.

[Guild] FastAndPissedOff: How is a sub healer supposed to be a main healer.

[Guild] Cherry Coke: ? How should I know, you gotta figure it out.

[Guild] FastAndPissedOff: Get lost. Before I snatch your keyboard away.

As ‘Cherry Coke’ and ‘FastAndPissedOff’ bickered as usual, Won stepped in to mediate moderately.

[Guild] Won: But did you guys sleep?

[Guild] Cherry Coke: Do you think?

[Guild] 21st Century No Yeah: Of course not. Did you sleep, Guild Master?

[Guild] Won: Look at the time right now, you hardcore gamers. Considering what time it is, isn’t it obvious.

[Guild] FastAndPissedOff: To think the representative of our guild makes such biased and self-centered remarks with zero consideration for those who stayed up all night—it makes me want to cry, my stomach hurts.

[Guild] Won: If you have something to say, don’t drag it out and just say it.

[Guild] FastAndPissedOff: ♡♡ Please just run one morning raid with us. We can go as soon as you join, hyung.

[Guild] Won: Invite me.

The moment Won sent the message, an invite flew in.

Won accepted the invite while leaning deeply into his chair.

​Not long after, the party filled up, and the ready check window popped up.

Once all eight members indicated they were ready, the screen changed.

Won, habitually rubbing his neck, looked at the chat window filled with greetings as if it were someone else’s business.

“It’s all familiar faces.”

Then again, it wasn’t like there could be that many people running raids in broad daylight.

Won just typed ‘go’ and scratched his arm visible beneath his short-sleeved t-shirt while letting out a long yawn. Then, as the countdown began, he adjusted his posture.

His eyes, which had been so hazy they’d make a dead fish look lively, sparkled with life.

Maybe because it was early in the morning, the party members were all messing around and making continuous mistakes, but rather, every time that happened, Won’s face brightened.

It couldn’t be helped. Healers were either masochists or people who felt ecstatic knowing that others’ lifelines were in their hands, and Won belonged to the severe latter category.

[Party] DumplingDPS : I’m sorry… 8ㅅ8

When one unlucky user who ended up running a raid with this guild typed an apologetic message, Won wore a gentle smile and tapped his keyboard.

[Party] Won: It’s okay. You can die more.

[Party] FastAndPissedOff: Uh, Hyung. The slave Hyung has 5 stacks.

[Party] Cherry Coke: Oof, that’s bad. What did he do? Did he dance in front of the mob or something?

[Party] Won: That one…

[Party] Won: Kill him and bring him back.

[Party] 21st Century No Yeah: That’s so meannn

Despite saying that, ’21st Century No Yeah’ jumped off the field on his own.

Before long, the polygon of ’21st Century No Yeah’ appeared as a cold corpse on the field.

The raid, conducted while laughing and joking over each other’s deaths, somehow ended safely.

Though there was a disaster in the middle where the main team got hit by the boss mob’s attack due to interference from Mango, the dog raised by ‘Cherry Coke’… anyway, it ended safely.

After the party disbanded, ’21st Century No Yeah’ logged off, saying he was going to work, living up to his nickname.

The remaining guild members huddled in the guild castle, chatting and amiably exchanging insults.

[Guild] Cherry Coke: Ah~ seriously, once Won leaves, how are we going to find another healer slave?

[Guild] Cherry Coke: His personality might be crap, but his results are solid.

[Guild] FastAndPissedOff: Hyung, can’t you just desert the army?

[Guild] FastAndPissedOff: Finding a main healer is a problem in itself, but finding someone we sync well with is even harder.

[Guild] Nana’s True Wife: Right, Won. As someone who’s already been to the military, I’m telling you, games are what’s important, not the army.

Without even sparing a glance at the nonsense, Won moved busily in the garden outside the guild castle.

He planted the crystal seeds he bought from the market in the garden and watered each one individually. He even bought fertilizer and neatly stuck it in so they would grow well.

Crunching and stepping all over the guild members who had lain down in the garden to bother him, Won only stopped moving once he had completely filled the large garden with crystal seeds.

Cherry Coke, who had been sprawled out the whole time, changed into a seductive pose and asked.

[Guild] Cherry Coke: Won, why are you suddenly planting crystal seeds?? Do you need them for something??

[Guild] Won: Ah, Peach said he needs them for crafting.

[Guild] Cherry Coke: ?

[Guild] FastAndPissedOff: ??

[Guild] Coke Cola: ? Guys, while I wasn’t logged in because of the new project, did Won get a new girlfriend?

[Guild] Won: I told you no.

[Guild] Cherry Coke: ♡♡!! Peach is a gg♡♡?!!

[Guild] CherryCoke : Wait, why the f♡♡k is the word filtering going crazy? Anyway, she’s a girl, right??

[Guild] Won: I told you no.

[Guild] FastAndPissedOff: You bet your main account on that?

[Guild] Won: I told you no.

[Guild] Cherry Coke: To the person who hacked Won’s account. I am on your side. So if you give me just a little of the money from selling his items…

[‘Won’ has demoted ‘CherryCoke’ from ‘Untouchable Peasant’ to ‘Mango’sSatisfyingPoop’.]

[Guild] Cherry Coke: F♡♡kㅋ Guess it’s not a hacker.

It was only after becoming the satisfying poop of the puppy she was raising that ‘CherryCoke’ came to her senses.

Whether ‘Cherry Coke’ performed a hula dance of repentance or not, Won didn’t spare her a single glance.

He just went through the things Dohwa said he needed and the things he might need later, preparing them one by one.

‘Cherry Coke,’ who had been following Won around while doing the hula dance, suddenly asked.

[Guild] Cherry Coke: But Peach isn’t even a girl, so why go that far for him?

[Guild] FastAndPissedOff: Exactly. Hyung, your misandry is severe. You literally throw up when you see a guy.

[Guild] Cherry Coke: Hey, you gotta tell it straight. He doesn’t throw up when he looks at pretty or handsome guys.

[Guild] Coke Cola: Anyway, it’s true he vomits when he sees men. So guys, what happened while I was gone?

In response to ‘Coke Cola’s’ question, which was accompanied by a spam of questioning emotion expressions, ‘FastAndPissedOff’ kindly explained.

Won had been obsessed with a female character user for a while, but it turned out to be a guy. After finding out, he tried to distance himself, but the other person was so cute that he ended up taking responsibility… a somewhat strange explanation.

Won was about to say something about the explanation, which was wrong from start to finish, but stopped.

[Guild] Won: I don’t care what you say in front of me. But everyone, watch your mouths in front of Peach.

[Guild] Cherry Coke: Isn’t that obvious?? We only joke like this when it’s just us; we don’t do it in front of Peach. How could we play such a joke on that tiny, cute thing??

Won, who knew Chaei’s height was smaller than a mouse dropping because he was her real-life friend, tilted his head.

“The polygon for Dohwa might be smaller, but his actual height is definitely much taller than Chaei’s.”

Muttering to himself, he moved his hand gripping the mouse again.

After packing the safe full of things Dohwa would use, he changed the guild notice.