Heroine Hunts Heroines

Back in the Writer Yoo Eun-ha's Room@@novelbin@@

When I came to, I found myself in Writer Yoo Eun-ha’s room.
She sat me in a chair, staring at me with a look of disapproval, as if she found me utterly pathetic.

“Why did you get so cocky?”

“It wasn’t like I was going to lose anyway.”

“But wasn’t that embarrassing? Don’t you get it? You should’ve taken Ping Tao down perfectly! No damage! Completely flawless!”

Writer Yoo Eun-ha clenched her fist and swung it around demonstratively.

Thinking back on it now, I really should’ve handled things that way.
At the time, my mind wasn’t functioning properly. I could’ve just finished her off and let her live on as a full-blown monster.

“Maybe. But still, I mean, I did take Hwangryong down easily.”

“With what? Your semen bomb?”

“No, it was a magical missile! Come on, I’m literally you, remember?”

Yet here she was, throwing around the phrase semen bomb like it was nothing.

“Well, that’s that, but this is different,” she said.

“Speaking of which, didn’t you blow up my tail the last time you tried to enhance it?”

I still hadn’t forgotten that day.

“What are you even talking about? That was a dream! There’s no way I’d fail like that.”

“For a dream, you sure seem to remember it well. And what’s that washer doing over there?”

I pointed to a washing machine in the corner of her room—something that shouldn’t have been there.

“That’s suspicious.”

“Do you think I live without doing laundry?”

“This is supposed to be your mental space!”