224 – [4] Real Man
#224
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A plan that would shock even the public was about to begin.
The sun rose with difficulty, and light streamed in through the curtained windows.
It was an impressive sight, but the person in the direction of the light was not like that at all.
Unfortunately, the person lying in bed caught the beam of light with his eyes.
“… ….”
An ordinary person would wake up swearing or turn around to avoid the light.
Because the eye was too weak to receive the heliosphere.
But for a class A hunter, the beam of light was something that made his strong self stand out.
I couldn’t dare to turn away after being defeated by something like the sun.
“Hmm?”
That’s why I woke up in bed with my eyes wide open.
I stood up with a very stiff yet disciplined posture.
Then the physical beauty of a man was revealed.
Moderately burned skin, a whole body full of muscles, and sweat flowing from the overflowing tendons and veins.
Nothing was soft.
His appearance, which seemed to embody masculine beauty, was more than enough to make anyone fall in love.
Even if it is a man or a different race.
A sight that makes one wonder what kind of abnormality would have occurred if he had been a woman.
Actually, he wasn’t interested in that at all.
He was only interested in reality and himself.
He turned his bearded face that tells us what strength is.
He could see the blanket on the bed that seemed to have been occupied by people other than himself.
“Hmm, is it already gone?”
It was disappointing, but it didn’t show too much.
He was rather satisfied with enjoying the night and showing off his masculine beauty.
After putting on his pants, he turned his thick neck again.
He opened the bedroom door and headed to the living room.
Sunshine that heats the body.
Irish air is incredibly refreshing.
It was a perfect morning.
But there was one thing that was lacking.
He went towards the kitchen and took out a container from the cupboard.
The jewel-encrusted container was something that could only be used to store valuables.
Valuables were taken.
Whether or not it was a valuable item simply depended on who was observing it.
The lid of the container was opened.
He held his finger towards the contents.
‘It’s not damaged.’
White powder.
I touched fine particles without any dampness.
I felt like I could already feel the surreal feeling.
He took out a very small spoon from the cupboard.
He scooped up the white powder with a tool that didn’t look like it could lift even a single grain of rice.
Then he put it into his nostril.
“Hmm.”
I sucked in the air as if swallowing it roughly.
Then, undeniable sensations enveloped my entire body.
I feel like I’m falling into an illusion that doesn’t exist.
On the other hand, it feels like reactivating a brain that has been under extreme stress.
“I live for this taste.”
He gently dropped his hand and closed the container.
I thought that was the end, but for a retired first-class hunter, 1 was a number that only fearers would praise.
He took his hand to the next barrel.
It was a container containing strange blades of grass.
Among them, I took out a large piece and tore off a very small piece.
I immediately put a piece into my mouth and began to savor it.
“As expected, there is something different about the best products imported from Mexico.”
Five stars.
It was a customer rating that was close to rave reviews.
In that way, he became intoxicated by the world that was becoming mixed.
He showed off his masculinity even more and consumed exercise powder food taken from the cupboard.
The taste was terrible, but the expression on his face was not disturbed at all.
It was something only kids below grade A did to make a fuss about food like this.
A man among men.
A hunter among hunters.
For people at the top of the food chain, food was just a tool for self-management.
Some people may not think that way, but he believed that until this moment.
Then he was about to start stretching to maintain his masculinity.
“No, I’m not sure~”
“Are you going to give me a lot this time? “You have to give me a lot so I can buy magic clothes~”
“Oh my, are you sure you don’t trust Mr. Anthony?”
A loud noise belatedly tickled my ears.
Carrying a container of white powder and grass blades, I walked towards the source.
A hallway with numerous items on display.
Beyond that, as I headed toward the veranda, the swimming pool right next to the mansion came into view.
Splash!
Of course, I also saw people playing there.
These were the women who played with him yesterday and enjoyed him deeply.
“Huh? Mr. Anthony is watching over there!”
“aaah! Mr. Anthony!!!”
“I really had fun yesterday!”
But it was not ordinary.
The clothes were designed to seduce others, the appearance was consistently outstanding, and the body shape was also artificially enhanced.
‘If I were a non-awakened person, I think I would still have stretched it out. ‘Even if the level is low, all hunters are hunters.’
They were all hunters.
Promising players from various guilds came to his mansion to hang out.
A fact that would make some people shed bloody tears.
But what can we do? In a capitalist society, money is everything.
If only we had the money, we could have avoided the impending disaster.
Antoni O’Madden was a person who believed in these beliefs.
‘Of course, money is the best.’
How strongly does one believe one’s life so that one’s entire life is filled with these beliefs?
The reason he was living in this mansion right now was because he had a desire for money and power.
So I committed numerous illegal acts.
So he killed many people.
So he distributed numerous drugs.
From Noble mtl dot com
The result of desire.
Those who were not satisfied with the earnings of an A-level hunter became successful that way.
When other A-level hunters are changing their gender and learning gender sensitivity in VR devices after retirement.
He enjoyed the reality of a successful man and continued his training and self-management.
Punishment? Condemnation? Plural?
None of them have ever existed.
It was bittersweet, but what can you do when it is reality?
Also, he did not have an ounce of guilt about the immoral acts he committed.
Confidence that no one can harm you carelessly.
Rather, there was only pride in having succeeded as a man.
“What are you thinking? Could it be that one of us is my girlfriend…… ?!”
“I don’t think that’s the case. “Aren’t you worried about some business?”
“I’m really jealous…… How great it would be to be the wife of someone like that…….”
He waved his hand toward the swimming pool, under the veranda.
Cheering was heard, and looks were pouring in as if they were expecting something.
As a man, he could not disappoint his ladies.
He immediately threw down the container he was holding.
The jewel-encrusted barrel glowed and fell into the swimming pool.
The women hurriedly approached and cheered when they saw the contents.
“Yes, yes. Don’t consume too much! “I have to enjoy it again later!”
“””Yes~!”””
According to the instructions, countless white powders and blades of grass were flying.
Antony just turned his head and headed back into the hallway.
“Anyway, they seem to be crazy about money.”
A small amount of ridicule leaked out.
Not a single ounce of the hope and love of the women outside was contained in his heart.
Rather, his heart was focused on the exhibits displayed in the hallway.
These are not ordinary objects and are too practical to be dismissed as works of art.
“The things that are worse than my collection are girlfriends and wives…… Tsk.”
This was his ideal.
Something that exists only for oneself and cannot be freely given to others.
That’s why I couldn’t hand it over to anyone.
These items are like your own wife, so how could you pass them on to someone else?
That was an act called NTR in academic terms.
Taking someone else’s property, an act that is considered sinful and worthy of death.
Although he was a villain, he was not the type of person who would sell even his own wife.
He has always been a person who pursued ‘pure love.’
Soon-ae is a bit hard-hearted, but she commits murder, runs a cartel, and distributes drugs.
Anyway, it was because of such pure love that the exhibits were able to be placed in the mansion.
“This is a treasure that cannot be given to anyone.”
It was a time when he was managing his wives, showing off his masculine pure love.
The front door bell rang with a ding-dong sound.
‘What is it? Who on earth at this time… ….’
I had a doubt.
But he himself did not move.
There are a lot of attendants in this mansion anyway.
Even if they were not necessarily attendants, there were bodyguards stationed throughout the place.
Working only for Antony.
Skilled and socially skilled people selected from lower-level gangs.
It will probably be taken care of.
With that in mind, he carefully cleaned his wives.
“Boss.”
However, not long after, an attendant appeared.
Anthony frowned.
“Why? Is something happening?”
“Well, that…” … Outside now…….”
The attendant delivered somewhat strange news.
Someone was outside, and that person kept asking for Anthony’s signature.
‘…… Are there any fans here?’
It would be good for one’s image to sign one’s name, but Antony was a person who did not particularly care about image.
As if he was more interested in playing with the inorganic wives, he turned his head and flicked his hand to go away.
“Just leave it alone or figure it out on your own. “If you keep holding on, I’ll shoot you.”
“Well, then, can I just shoot you and take the package?”
“That…… Huh? Wait, what?”
Delivery?
Not a fan, but a delivery service?
“Or you can say we will sign for you and deliver it to you—”
“You stupid bastard!”
“Huh?!”
He looked genuinely angry.
The attendant was greatly embarrassed, and Antony stopped touching the exhibits.
“If it was a courier service, you should have said it was a courier service first!”
Delivery was a major problem.
Especially for unusual parcels that require identity verification or something like that!
‘Has the new display item I ordered last time arrived?’
One more wife arrived.
There was no time for hesitation.
He immediately headed to the entrance of the mansion, showing off his true masculinity.
When I opened the front door, I saw a female courier holding an item.
However, it was not affiliated with the delivery company I normally see.
A rather unfamiliar orange name was pinned to the baseball cap.
[Eagles No.1!]
‘It seems like a new delivery company.’
A mission that anyone can see will likely achieve good results.
I’m not sure if it was actually a mission, but it was powerful and cool.
Without even thinking about what the actual meaning is or what is happening.
Anthony thought lightly and passed it over.