Munchkin Disciple Wants to Stop Being Obsessed Over

“I’ll be back in a bit, rest here for now. Don’t think about running away.”

“Thank you.”

“…”

Despite my polite gesture with hands folded together, Daphne only exited the room with a strange expression, without answering.

“…”

As I felt her footsteps gradually fading away, I laid down on the bed placed at one side of the room.

As the soft sensation enveloped me from head to toe, the tension binding my body slowly began to unravel.

“Haa…”

But regardless of my relaxed body, my mind was in utter confusion.

“How did it come to this…”

I’d experienced too many things in one day.

Sudden possession, horrific scenery, the killing intent of demonic beasts directed at me, and Daphne, the unknown figure who appeared like a comet and saved me.

She brought me to this log cabin through teleportation.

‘Who is she, really?’

My questions grow with each passing moment.

Teleport was a 9th circle magic that existed only in the setting, which no player had ever been able to implement.

‘And she’s skilled with swords too?’

That fact alone was surprising, but Daphne also possessed swordsmanship skills sufficient to take down high-level demonic beasts in one breath.

This detail revealed that she was at least at the Sword Master level or higher.

“This is crazy.”

A Sword Master who’s also a 9th circle mage.

She was the very definition of an overpowered character.

Thanks to this overpowered woman, I survived and ended up following her here.

‘The question is…’

Will I be fully accepted by her, and can I learn even a little swordsmanship and magic?

-“I don’t trust you.”

-“Remember. If you do anything even slightly suspicious, I won’t hesitate to kill you.”

-“Even if you don’t do anything suspicious, I’ll still kill you if I don’t like you.”

Far from trusting me, she declared that she could kill me at any time.

‘What is she, a psychopath?’

Saying she’ll kill me if she doesn’t like me.

“Haa…”

Thinking about my uncertain circumstances, a sigh naturally escapes.

Why was I suddenly possessed?
How am I going to survive here from now on?

Slap, slap.

I slap my cheeks to refresh my thoughts.

“Think. Think.”

One fact remains unchanged no matter how hard I slap my cheeks.

I’ve been possessed into a game. Moreover, into the body of a helpless child.

‘I need to make plans for the future.’

Like it or not, I now have to adapt and survive in this unfamiliar world.

If I don’t want to die pathetically before the main episode of the game I once loved enough to invest ten thousand hours in even begins.

‘The main story starts 7 years from now, right?’

A fact I learned by asking Daphne.
I’ve been possessed 7 years before the game’s main story begins.

‘I’ll have to enter the academy. Can’t afford a bad ending.’

This game is a doomed one where if the protagonist Fran wins the hearts of more than one heroine, the world faces destruction.

What does that mean?

It means that if the protagonist Fran happens to have any harem tendencies, this world could pathetically face destruction because of him.

‘By whose rules?’

If it were still a game, I wouldn’t care. But this is now the world I have to live in.

So I must prevent it. The harem of Fran, the protagonist of [Harem Academy].

‘Conveniently, this body is 10 years old.’

In 7 years, I’ll be the perfect age to enter the academy along with the protagonist.

‘I just need to keep an eye on Fran.’

In truth, Fran is strong. Strong enough to clear the main episode without trouble as long as he pursues a ‘pure love.’

So I just need to prevent Fran’s harem. Then this world will continue without major issues.

‘In that case…’

I should prepare as much as possible before entering the academy.

Building my strength to prevent Fran’s descent into harem tendencies.

Recording useful information from my ten thousand hours of gameplay before I forget it.

“Haha.”

A hollow laugh escaped me.

It was ridiculous when I thought about it.

Just a while ago, I wrote a scathing review because the protagonist couldn’t form a harem, and now I’m in the amusing position of having to support the protagonist’s pure love.

“Anyway…”

I’ve decided my course for 7 years later, so surviving until then should be the priority.

For that, I first need to gain Daphne’s approval.

Well, I might be killed by her tomorrow, but still.

In a way, this was quite a good situation.

Presumably, Daphne is at least a 9th circle mage and a Sword Master.

If I can gain the approval of such an overpowered character and become her disciple, learning swordsmanship and magic?
‘Preventing the destruction ending shouldn’t be difficult.’

And that’s not all. Afterward, I might enjoy a life sweeter and more thrilling than reality.

Perhaps I might even find a way to return to the world I came from.

‘Yes. Let’s do this.’

Having set a vague goal, my motivation began to well up little by little.

A lake with a clear, transparent water color, somehow evoking a mysterious and enigmatic feeling, situated deep in a dark blue forest.

Daphne, naked, with her body half-submerged, was deeply lost in thought, recalling the events of the day.

“…”

It had been a long time. Swinging her sword to cleave demonic beasts, and using magic to annihilate beings with demonic energy.

It wasn’t difficult. The demonic beasts she had faced earlier were insignificant beings, no different from mere insects to her.

“The contract still holds…”

Her still trembling hands, her mana that had been raging and was only now calming down.

Looking at these two things, it was certain. The contract made long ago and the restriction placed on her body were still valid.
Therefore, her body and mana should not have been able to oppose demonic energy due to the restriction.

And yet…

“It became loose.”

Earlier, the restriction that had tormented her for a very long time had momentarily loosened.

“I wonder why?”

She had some idea about the reason. It was just difficult to understand.

The restriction had loosened from the moment she saw the boy with a very familiar appearance.

Raven-black hair.
Burning red eyes.
Fair skin that still showed childish innocence.
Clear features as if crafted from porcelain.

And even the cruel shackles filled in his body and soul created to contain sin.

As if seeing a lie, her body moved reflexively at the sight of someone who resembled a person’s childhood so closely.

Her mana, which had been raging fiercely in response to demonic energy, cooled down and seeped into her sword, slicing through the demonic beast’s body.

This should have been impossible.

Her restriction was that the moment she harbored killing intent toward a demonic beast, she would go berserk or lose consciousness.

“…”

But today, or to be precise, from the moment she decided to protect the boy, that wasn’t the case.

“Kamel…”

Daphne closed her eyes gently while recalling the boy’s name.

He was an interesting child in many ways.

The boy’s familiar appearance stirred nostalgic feelings in Daphne.

The familiar yet different energy the boy possessed momentarily loosened her restriction.

And that wasn’t all.

In a situation where being scared was natural.

The boy wasn’t. Instead, he boldly demanded to be spared, giving reasons point by point.

While there were some flaws in his logic, the truly surprising aspect was the boy’s age, just 10 years old.

-“If there are no options, humans tend to create them. But what if there’s an option to recover something they’ve worked hard to create?”

-“Yes. Exactly. In that case, Daphne will continue to prevent the calamity.”

The words the boy had spoken appeared in Daphne’s mind.

A chuckle naturally escaped her.

The more she thought about it, the more absurd it seemed. That a mere ten-year-old child had succeeded in convincing her.

“Is this a coincidence?”

No, Daphne muttered and fell into thought again.

The fact that she had unexpectedly awakened from a long sleep.
The Chaos Church group and the boy crafted for the fate of a vessel that she encountered at a place she was drawn to.
And even her restriction that had momentarily loosened.

The more her thoughts aligned, the stronger her conviction grew.

This is not a coincidence.

Meeting the boy was inevitable.

“Perhaps…”

The boy might be a “Fate Opener,” like the person she deeply missed.

“…”

Daphne still remembered.

A man who, a very long time ago, tried with his life to open the fate of the world.

“Haha…”

Daphne gently laughed while closing her eyes tightly.

The belief of a man who ultimately failed and no longer exists in this world now seemed so foolish.

“There’s no emotion as foolish as lingering attachment.”

After being absorbed in reminiscence for a moment, Daphne soon shook her head and brushed off old memories and emotions.

If the boy was really a “Fate Opener,” that’s how it should be.

It would be the first time a “Fate Opener” had appeared in the world since his death 1,000 years ago.
“I hope so.”

Muttering thus, Daphne raised her snow-white naked body and began to leave the lake.

Splash, splash.

Her slender naked form creates gentle ripples in the lake.

“I should confirm it.”

Daphne thought as she shook out her wet hair.

The meeting with the boy was not a coincidence but inevitable, and he might be the “Fate Opener” she had been searching for a long time.

But this is still just an unverified hypothesis.

Perhaps it’s just a delusion created by her mind, broken from the long years.

So there was a need to directly confirm.

Whether the boy, Kamel, whom she had brought, possessed the potential to become a “Fate Opener.”

“Though the chances are slim.”

In reality, the possibility was thread-thin.

Nevertheless, there were three reasons why Daphne had unconsciously developed expectations for the boy.

An appearance identical to the one who died 1,000 years ago.

Just like him in his childhood, not cowering even in extreme situations, and a not-unpleasant precocious audacity in speaking up with age-inappropriate words.

And the fact that he was an artificially created being to contain sin.

“Even if he isn’t…”

Daphne, now wearing a coat over her naked body from which the moisture had dried, quietly muttered.

“I hope he doesn’t die.”

Even if Kamel is not a “Fate Opener.”

If he survives tomorrow, I should bestow some ‘favor’ on him. She thought as such.

One, two, three…

After carefully counting numbers in my mind, I opened my eyes.

“The familiar ceiling…”

No, it’s not. Damn it.

Unfortunately, what came into view wasn’t a familiar ceiling but an unfamiliar one made of logs.

“Damn it.”

It was a very disappointing situation.

I had hoped, rather… no, desperately wished that the events of yesterday were a dream, and that when I opened my eyes, I would be back in the real world.

“Damn it.”

To think I’m a second-day possession case. A coarse curse naturally comes out in my delicate voice.

“…Hah.”

Another deep sigh burst out, but I decided to calm down and accept it.

I’ve been possessed into the game I was playing, and from now on, I have to live here.

This is a fact that won’t change no matter how much I deny it.

So I decided to think positively. Since it’s come to this, let’s try to properly survive as I resolved yesterday.

“Damn it.”

As I decided to think positively, my body began to move reflexively.

After neatly folding the blanket, I opened the window for ventilation. A cool breeze blew in, and the view of a verdant forest spread before my eyes.

I felt a strange mood for a moment, but soon regained my senses and moved my body again.

This time, I cleaned the room that was strewn with various odds and ends. I sharpened the edges and dusted off the dirt.

After moving around like that for a while, the interior of the room became neat, and I could smile with a sense of satisfaction.

“Damn it.”

For reference, the reason I’ve been keeping my body so busy since morning is not because I suffer from one of the incurable diseases called obsessive-compulsive disorder.

‘There’s nothing more important than first impressions.’

It’s because I’m in a position where I need to make a good impression on Daphne.

-“If I don’t like you, I’ll kill you.”

Otherwise, I might die a wrongful death.

‘I need to learn something.’

Above all, it was absolutely necessary for the future I would face in this unfamiliar world.

The current state of me, or rather, the body I’ve possessed, is pitifully desperate.

Not only are all ability scores at 1, but it’s a shabby body without even a trait I can use right now.

The only trait I have, [Vessel of Sin], is one that the Chaos Church group would drool over rather than me.

So there’s only one best choice I can make.

To make a good impression on Daphne and learn something, whether it’s swordsmanship or magic.

‘Fortunately, she doesn’t seem like a bad person.’

There are drawbacks like her occasional psychopathic tendencies and the fact that she’s a character I’ve never encountered in the game.

But considering that she saved me, who might become one of the Seven Deadly Sins, and brought me here, she can’t be a bad person.

So if I make diligent efforts, she, being human after all, will have no choice but to accept me.

“…”

Come to think of it, it’s definitely worth trying?

“If you’re awake, come out.”

As I was thinking that, along with the sound of knocking on the door, the voice I’d been waiting for was heard.

[Hidden Quest ‘Daphne’s Test (1)’ is now in progress.]

A quest notification window appeared.

[Upon success, you can choose a reward.]

Oh, I can choose a reward? That’s welcome news.

[Upon failure, you will permanently die.]

Yes, of course I die if I fail…

Wait, what?