A Lewd Sketch Artist in a Gender-Reversed World - Chapter 57
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Chapter 57 : Gender Equality
"Kwaaak!!!"
A thick scream echoed everywhere, and Han Ho-cheol's body fell backward.
Droplets of saliva and blood scattered in the air simultaneously.
Unfortunately, there were no radish kimchi flying around, but it was clear that the impact was quite strong.
It was no wonder, as it had hit him right in the face. It must have been incredibly painful.
"Hmm~ Refreshing."
I felt a sense of refreshment as I watched Ho-cheol writhing on the ground.
At that moment, the scene of him writhing was like an adult video to me, and the groans bursting out were like a symphony.
Suddenly, I realized.
Yes, this is... Orgasm!
There's no way this isn't orgasm when it brings such pleasure. It felt like the grime in my heart was being washed away.
Right, a guy who fearlessly insults someone's parents deserves to be hit. Since his face was conveniently in front of me, it was entirely his fault.
"Ugh... Ugh..."
"Hey, Han Ho-cheol!"
"Are you okay?!"
Several girls who had been setting the mood around Han Ho-cheol, who was rolling on the floor, approached.
They seemed quite surprised, as they hadn't expected me to suddenly throw a punch.
But the fact that they didn't break their encirclement showed that they were determined not to let me go.
'I guess I can't escape for now.'
Even if I tried to run with all my might, I would be caught immediately like before.
Instead, I decided to use another method. Taking advantage of the moment when their attention was diverted, I secretly took out my phone.
I was going to send a text to EunByeol. Given the situation, she needed to know.
'Hmm...'
But what should I send? After a moment of thought, I decided to just take a picture of my face and send it.
Since my cheek was swollen red because of that guy, there was no better way to show the current situation.
[Lee Se-won: (Photo)]
My red, swollen cheek was sent over the internet. I didn't add any separate message after that.
The photo alone was enough evidence.
[Lee Eunbyeol: ????]
[Lee Eunbyeol: What is this?]
[Lee Eunbyeol: Are you okay?]
Actually, a few seconds after I sent the message, a reply came up immediately. It was filled with a sense of panic.
Since violence wasn't part of the scenario she knew, she couldn't help but be surprised.
I didn't bother to reply and just closed the message. It seemed like that would help convey the urgency better.
Having done what I needed to do, I looked ahead again.
I could see Han Ho-cheol still in pain and his friends flustered beside him.
I couldn't help but say something.
"Tsk tsk, Ho-cheol, you're such a wimp. Why are you making such a fuss over just one punch?"
How tough is this world?! There are so many bitter things in our world besides just a punch!!
A man should grow up to be strong. If you grow up like a hothouse flower, you'll eventually collapse under the harsh winds.
You need to be tougher.
Be strong, Ho-cheol, be resilient, Ho-cheol.
"Ugh...! You crazy bastard!!"
As I laughed to myself, the guy glared at me with a venomous look.
It seemed that the irritation that had built up to its limit turned into anger with my cute punch.
He shouted, losing his rationality.
"Hey! Beat that guy up!!"
"What? Let's move to another place..."
"We don't need to move, just beat him up!!"
Hearing that, I sighed inwardly.
'Sigh.'
This is why I tried to stay as still as possible.
If I threw the first punch, the situation would definitely get rougher than before.
Without a doubt, the girls standing nearby like screens would also start to act.
So, I thought I would endure a little humiliation and just hold on for now. I could have endured ordinary cursing.
But damn it, that guy doesn't know moderation.
I could have let go of ordinary curses. But when they relentlessly poke at my sore spots, letting it go would make me a fool.
I calmed the anger rising in my throat and looked ahead again. After throwing a punch, I felt like the adrenaline was calming down.
Since I've already done it, now it's time to think of a solution.
First, I judged the current situation and what I had.
I asked myself questions one by one.
Am I stronger than those guys?
No.
Do I have more numbers than them?
No.
Then, do I have some amazing martial arts skills?
No.
"Haha."
A laugh escaped.
'I'm screwed.'
It was a situation that was completely unfavorable to me.
But I wasn't particularly worried. All I had to do was buy some time anyway.
And just because I didn't have any advantages didn't mean I was completely at a disadvantage.
As I had seen earlier, even though I was relatively weaker, I wasn't being pushed around helplessly.
They were more numerous, but the characteristics of a large number didn't always come into play.
And even though I didn't have amazing martial arts skills, I had the cunning I had learned while living in the world and the sports techniques I had briefly learned in my first year of high school.
That was enough.
With that, I could easily handle these small thugs, about five of them.
I forcibly calmed my pounding heart and cooled my head as much as possible.
Having steadied my mind, I heard a voice from the opposite side.
"No, haa... Hey, we were just supposed to set the mood."
It was the woman in fluorescent hot pants that I had seen first. Because she was wearing hot pants, I could slightly see the bottom of her butt above her thighs, but... that wasn't important right now.
What was important now was that she was hesitating to step forward. It seemed that the situation had escalated to this point, and even they were in a difficult position.
But even if they followed Ho-cheol's words and all five of them beat me up at once, it would look bad.
Well, if I were in their shoes, I would feel embarrassed if five men were bullying one woman.
Actually, the atmosphere around was reluctant to step forward.
'Huh?'
At that moment, a possibility crossed my mind.
This was information that could be fully utilized. If used well, it might be possible to break the one-versus-many situation.
So, I opened my mouth.
"You're not really going to have all five of you gang up on me, are you?"
I deliberately put a sneer in my voice to provoke the opponent.
As if to say, don't you have any pride?
At my words, the corners of some of the guys' eyes twitched.
I didn't stop there and added more.
"Tsk, tsk. You're not going to gang up on me without any conscience, are you? You're not cowards."
Someone had to take the bait.
I acted as if I were infinitely confident, as if I could easily beat people like them.
Actually, at that moment, I was more angry than scared, so this attitude wasn't completely wrong.
"Or is it because you're weaklings who can't even beat me one-on-one?"
Provocation is a good thing. It heats up the opponent's head and prevents them from making efficient judgments.
It scratches their pride and makes them abandon rational judgment.
Just like now.
"We don't like the way you talks."
One woman stepped forward, provoked by my words. She was a tough-looking girl with bleached yellow hair tied in a messy bun.
I remembered her as the one who had been giggling next to Ho-cheol when he was cursing at me. She seemed to have enjoyed the scene where I was getting slapped. Her small chest had been annoying me since earlier.
She said to her friends, "Hey, you guys stay back. I'll finish this."
She was putting on a tough act, pushing her friends back. Seeing that, I inwardly cheered.
'Got you.'
With this, I had created a one-on-one situation. The remaining four had become mere spectators again.
This was a big advantage for me.
It was easier to buy time, and I could handle one person without any problem.
"He's in big trouble! You don't know how well Yu-ju fights!"
As we stood off for a while, Ho-cheol shouted like a child from the side.
So, that friend's name is Yu-ju. Not very important information.
I called out to him in a cold voice.
"Hey."
"...?"
"You shut up and sit down. I haven't finished hitting you yet."
My anger hadn't subsided yet.
He had tried to frame me, slapped me, and spewed all kinds of nonsense. A single punch wasn't enough to pay for that crime.
At least, I was going to make him regret this behavior for a long time and give him proper payback.
I tapped my reddened cheek and said, "Take good care of your right cheek."
"That... that guy..."
I could see him flinch at my words. I couldn't help but smirk.
It's funny. The guy who had been trying to threaten and scare me was cowering at such a light warning.
He had never heard such a warning before, so his nerve was too weak.
"Look here. Look ahead."
Then, a voice came from the front again.
It was the voice of Yu-ju or whatever her name was.
As I turned my head to look ahead, I saw the opponent ready to throw a punch.
Her shoulder rose with force, and her hand slowly approached me.
"......"
I watched the scene carefully.
I know how stupid it is to close your eyes during a fight. You have to see the attack to respond in some way.
So, I kept my eyes wide open and focused my gaze on her actions.
And I drew a response method in my mind. I strictly divided what I could do and what I couldn't do.
First, I sorted out what I couldn't do.
"...First, I can't dodge."
Dodging or blocking every attack is the realm of professionals. Those who have trained their bodies to the limit and honed their reflexes in daily life.
Punches are faster and nimbler than you think, so you have to be at that level to avoid attacks.
But I wasn't.
I was just a shabby artist who stayed in my room, and the only exercise I had was briefly learning during vacations like ordinary students.
It was clear that I wouldn't be able to avoid such punches, let alone block them properly. The punch would probably reach near my body before I could even raise my hand properly.
The average person's physical abilities were at that level.
Usually, you get hit without even seeing it, and even if you see it, you can't avoid it.
"But."
Even if I can't block properly, I can block awkwardly.
Even if I can't avoid the attack, I can protect the vital points.
I judged that even an ordinary person like me could do that much.
If the best isn't possible, then the second best.
If the second best isn't possible, then the third best.
This was the way I had lived, and it was the best choice I knew.
You say you're good at fighting?
'So what, damn it.'
In the first place, street fights are won by those who are tough and have good stamina. Having been in many fights since ancient times due to my sharp eyes, I can confidently say that I am at least ahead in that regard.
Thud!
Suddenly, a fist flew and lodged into my shoulder.
I had twisted my body to make it hit my shoulder instead of my face.
"Ugh."
A tingling pain wrapped around my shoulder, and my face naturally scrunched up. The punch was quite painful, so it was true that she was strong.
Seeing that, she mockingly said, "Puh, you can't even block properly. What are you trying to do?"
I ignored her and moved closer.
Thud! Thud!
Every time, fists flew, but I endured with my body and advanced forward.
"Hey, provoke me like you did before. Go ahead!"
At the same time, I aimed for the final move.
I kept my eyes from closing and examined her body. She seemed to be in high spirits, swinging her fists wildly.
She was only focused on attacking, disregarding any defense.
I didn't plan to swing my arms wildly like her.
If I hit the vital points well, it wouldn't be difficult to incapacitate a person. I clenched my right fist, suppressing the boiling anger.
'Just one punch.'
Preferably the solar plexus.
One of the easiest vital points to incapacitate a person, and if done properly, it can immediately suppress breathing.
At that moment, my fist was a spear, and the destroyer of the lungs.
Having arrived at close range, I immediately swung my fist.
"Gender Equality Punch!"
A fully charged fastball!
The fist that rushed in from below defied gravity and headed straight for the center of her chest.
Thud!!
With a dull collision sound, my fist sank into the exact lower part of her chest.
I felt her chest cave in inward without resistance.
At the same time, a breath escaped from deep within her lungs.
"Kehek?!"
Spitting saliva, her eyes widened.
And at the same time, her body began to collapse from her knees.
I could see her trembling, trying to breathe out the air that wouldn't come out.
Seeing that, I happily muttered a phrase.
"Our Yu-ju the lesbian is indeed a weakling."
"......"
The eyes of the surrounding guys trembled.
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