The Tutorial Is Too Hard

Sitting on my knees, I sighed as I stroked dragon's forehead eating cheddar gas.

“Yong Yong Ah.”

Yong turned his head back and slightly tilted.

It means "Why are you calling me?"

“Don't you want to eat this Fairy Worm, other than money gas? Hey, how healthy is this? I'll put honey on it. ”

Yong shakes his head to the left and to the right, and then focused on money gas again.

He's not eating because his palate is so chodding.

Yong-yong just wanted to eat the money gas lunchbox I eat.

He follows my lead.

I eat what I eat, sleep where I sleep, sit where I sit, sigh the same and laugh the same.

Sometimes I follow the way I look at the community, and sometimes I feel like I'm reading something in the air.

That's why I don't eat the Fairy Worm, but my usual gourmet lunch box.

What am I supposed to do?

I didn't think I'd be bothered by Hechling's eclipse while raising Hechling.

Hah... I worked so hard preparing that.

How precious is that?

The solution is to eat the Fairy Worm.

Then dragons will eat the Fairy Worm along with me.

But that's a little weird, isn't it?

I don't want to eat what I don't want to eat.

Once again, I sighed and stroked dragon's forehead eating cheese dongas.

Well, I'm sure you won't need any gas.

Even a puppy the size of a cub is a dragon.

It's just too bad I can't feed my body any better.

[Jung Wook, 90th floor: How are you?]

[Hojae Lee, 60th Floor: Will you be there? Yong has been feeding, sleeping and teaching all day.]

[Junga Park, 90th Floor: Wait... Yong Yong is that Hetching?]

[Hojae Lee, 60th Floor: Oh, why?]

[Jung-ah, 90th floor: My God, there's no crazy person who calls Hechling Dragon!]

Where is it? Here it is.

And is there anyone else who can give Hezling a name besides me?

If another dragon hears that name, he'll try to kill his brother because he insulted his own kind.]

[Hojae Lee, 60th Floor: It's okay. I win]

[Jung Wook, 90th floor: No, that's not the problem! Oh, come on!]

Here we go again.

Even the text in the message window feels very realistic and annoying for Park Jung-ah.

He's getting rougher. She's a tough one.

I admire your wild charm.

[Jung Wook, 90th floor: Stop talking nonsense. Doesn't Hechling hate that name? No matter how young you are, a dragon wouldn't like that name.

Of course you don't.

There's no way he hates his name. Right, Yong Yong?

Yong-yong swallowed up the money gas that was eating, and slammed his teeth shut.

A small, folded wing unfolds behind your back. But they're still small wings.

Then slowly shifted his head to the left and to the right.

Hey, why are you being so grumpy?

[Jung Wook, 90th floor: You see, I knew it. It's bigger, so give me a proper name before you rebel against it. No, wait a minute. I'd rather make it up to you than leave it to my brother. Silver, right?]

[Lee Ho-jae, 60th Floor: Uh, Silver Dragon]

[Jung Wook, 90th floor: But how does Hechling cry? I think it's okay to make it sound like crying.

[Lee Ho-jae, 60th Floor: I won't cry]

Really.

That's the amazing part.

I thought grown-up dragons would cry, hezling would cry.

He doesn't cry at all.

He expresses most of his doctors in his pupils or gestures, and has recently begun to speak at all.

[Jung Wook, 90th Floor: Talking, already?]

[Hojae Lee, 60th Floor: Your tongue's a little short, though.]

“I'm not short. ”

Yong-yong who was looking at my message window protested.

“Short.”

In my answer, I kept reading the message, sweeping the back of dragons who make shocked expressions because their eyes fell as if they had heard the secret of their birth.

[Jung Wook, 90th floor: Well, I can't think of a name. Hold on a second. I'll ask the others.]

So Yong held a naming contest.

The prize is a bottle of Elixir.

Participants were all members of the tutorial Korean server.

* * *

[Jung Park, 90th Floor: Lee Sin. It's a last name and God's name. It's not okay, Korean?]

What do you think?

Yong shook his head.

“What do you dislike about it? ”

“Short.”

… I see.

[Hojae Lee, 60th Floor: I hate it because it's short. It's a little long. Look for it by the looks of it.]

I can't believe you hate the name of an outsider.

So, no giraffe, no bracelet, no box, no names.

Those are cute names that go well together.

“I'm not contributing. ”

Is that so?

So it's not cute, it's majestic, it's full of force?

“Yes.”

Yeah, I bet you do.

“Yes, our 용용이 is not cute and cool. ”

I rubbed my head against my arm like I was happy to give him a compliment.

It's cute.

[Jung Park, 90th Floor: How about Lao Connes?]

[Hojae Lee, 60th Floor: Hey, that's... I've heard that name somewhere. That's a bit…….]

When I sent the message and looked down at Dragon Dragon, Dragon was looking at me with a dazzling look.

“Yong Yong Ah.”

용용이 forcefully nodded.

“Do you like the name Lao Connes? ”

One more big nod.

Yeah, I like him. What can I do?

Better than Amurtad.

So, while Yong was telling Yong how to write the letter Lao Connes, the message came back.

[Jung Woo, 90th Floor: How about Naupolion? It means sailor.]

I've heard that name before.

I was able to face the gleaming eyes of dragons again, lowering my head.

“… Which one do you prefer? ”

“Dulda. ”

* * *

… things got weird.

용용이 justbecause the name seems to be long, I liked it all.

The problem is that Yong tried not to give up any of the many candidate names that he liked.

I wanted to write all of those candidates by name.

That's how he was born.

“Benedictus Léricia Piacan Laucones Naupolion nis Tiamat Karcearin Balacas Shanso Gardandes Nesseario III. ”

Hearing this long and hard to pronounce name, Yong Yong liked to run around on the table.

I like it so much, I can cut it short.

What's age three, anyway?

What, there's a weirdo named First and Second?

Eri.

This is the name that would provoke a dragon to scorn its own kind.

Well, whatever.

Seeing dragons rolling around and liking it, I feel satisfied.

Is it really that good to have a name that I like?

It looks pure happy.

“Here, Yong-ah. Oh, come on. ”

Through that gap, I put a fairy worm in dragon's mouth.

Yong-yong chewed on the Fairy Worm without making a fuss, smiling heavily.

Oh, thank you, my beautiful son.

[Jung Wook, 90th floor: Well, if Hechling likes it, he'll be fine.]

He wasn't always like this.

I knew him for a long time, but I was curious about modernism.

[Jung Park, 90th Floor: Whatever. You got a minute? I need to talk to you.]

I checked the message, and turned my gaze to Yong-yong.

Yong-yong was rolling on the table touching her summoned boat.

Still smiling in the bathroom because of the new name.

용용이 also fed all the food, well.

[Hojae Lee, 60th Floor: It's okay. What's going on?]

[Jung-ah Park, 90th floor: Because of Joon-suk Lee. Now he has to get out, too, but he's not thinking about getting out. Talk to me. You listen to his brother.]

Yeah, it is.

Um... Actually, Lee Jun-seok's problem is a little complicated.

Lee Jun-seok reached the 90th floor, repeated the 91st floor and expressed his ambition to focus on growth......

How many years ago?

It was understandable then.

When you clear 100 floors and go out into the real world, you want to go out stronger than anyone else.

Understood.

So I stayed on the 90th floor to cheer him on as he showed me how to grow up.

That's last year.

I can't clear the 61st floor, so I have no choice but to stay here, but Lee Jun-seok is still on the 90th floor on his own.

He's definitely not normal either.

Lee Jun-seok is one of the best tutorials.

Players who are not from Wave 1 like me, but entered the early part of the tutorial.

He is a Hard difficulty player and has been supported by the vigilantes since his early debut.

I stayed on the 90th floor for years to make him stronger.

No matter how much I think about it, Lee Jun-seok is already the strongest Awakener in the upper room.

He will be the best masterpiece created by the Tutorial Korea Server.

It has never been before, and the Awakener who is only Lee Jun-seok will not come out easily.

However, Lee Jun-seok is not leaving the 90th floor to become stronger.

At this point, Lee Jun-seok's goal becomes clear.

I don't want to be stronger.

There are certain goals.

And I am the only player stronger than Lee Jun-seok who meets that goal.

It's a stupid idea.

I cannot be compared.

Hmm…….

It's not just Lee Jun-seok's problem.

Joon-suk Lee is also a Vigilante executive.

Above all, he has a contract with the Korean government.

For the South Korean government, the Awakening Hard difficulty, which was expected to come true soon, has not come out of the tutorial for several years.

I'm gonna burn.

[Hojae Lee, 60th Floor: Okay. I'll talk to him.]

Hmm... What should I say?

The fact that Min-hyuk Kim has left the tutorial is so painful.

I took care of this when I asked him to.

How do we convince him to go outside?

Let's think about it first.

[Jung Wook, 90th Floor: Why don't you go outside and tell us what's good?]

Don't you know that?

I know him better than any of us.

While I was polishing dragons who were sleeping on my knees and tidying up my thoughts, I noticed abnormal magical movements.

A part of my magic is leaking out of my mind.

Shit, it's been good for a while.

I have to admit, it was awkward.

I remembered too many keywords repeatedly.

Outside. Reality. Strength. Identity. Growth. Happiness. Kim Min-hyuk, Park Jung-ah.

I can't control my magic flowing out of my body.

This piece of magic is already out of control.

It is wise to lead them to one place rather than block the way of magic.

First, I put a protective film on the dragon.

Then, I raised my right hand, which was stroking the dragon, above my head.

The magic that was surging in your body slowly gathers in your right hand.

Whoo-hoo!

The building walls crack and the ceiling collapses.

It is a huge force that can destroy everything around it just by gathering in your hands.

The entire 60-floor residential area is shaken by the magic move alone.

To tighten the force, the magical force was rotated to a certain trajectory.

The magic that gathers in my hands slowly begins to circulate.

The magical forces that began to circulate quietly will gradually disperse over time.

Looking down, Yong is looking worried.

“It's okay.”

It is simple to deal with the magical forces that radiate from the outside of your body.

The problem is then.

Like the magical power that burst out of the control, emotions that were hidden down there rise to the surface of the accident.

I don't like this situation sitting quietly in the chair.

This situation is also to see 용용이 and feel happy.

I don't like this damn wait so much.

I want to move. I want to stand up. I want to go out. I want to fight. I want to smash it. I want to win. I want to lose. I want to kill. I want to die.

I don't want to be stuck here.

I closed my eyes and remembered my feelings.

I imagined a lot of emotions in my head.

Boiling lava.

A nuclear fusion generator about to explode.

Anything's fine.

I poured cold water onto my emotions just before it burned, boiled, and burst.

Water poured back on top, cement poured over and over again.

So I covered up my emotions.

It was only when Yong woke up again that he was able to completely cover his emotions.

And I sent those feelings back down there.

The boiling emotions cool down, but the chaos remains intact.

I sang a song.

“I can't take it anymore. With a smile -”

Dragon woke up again to the sound of my voice I didn't want to hear, but I couldn't stop singing now.

I sat in a ruined building because of the release of my magical power, singing like that.