Your Girlfriend Was Amazing

Chapter 85: I Think I've Played Enough With You, Minsoo

I Think I've Played Enough With You, Minsoo

《Kaivan First Series Model, White Sun, is designed to perfectly assist in any combat situation that may arise for Baek Taeyang, providing optimal support regardless of the circumstances》

Huh? Sounds like Melanie's handiwork on this guidance voice-over. Wonder if she did the recording herself.

I chuckled awkwardly, eyeing my body. Without the Alpha Male skill, I could've ended up with more than just a bruise.

I'm in the dark about Minsoo's rewards from acing the state exam, but he's certainly beefed himself up.

《Equipping the gear》

A transforming suit, straight out of a sci-fi flick, latched onto my limbs like it had a mind of its own. Bathed in a white hue that mirrors my hair, it's obvious this suit was custom-made for me.

It underwent multiple alterations, seamlessly conforming to the contours of my hands and feet. And just when I thought it couldn't get any better, armor materialized on vital areas of my body, giving me the appearance of an armored warrior.

《When you think of the desired weapon, it will be automatically deployed from the weapon case and attached to your hand. It also has various other functions…》

The dust is just a temporary nuisance. Minsoo's likely to bounce back soon, so no time for idle hands. I've already got the gist of weapon handling; the rest can wait.

After brushing off the dirt, he hurled himself towards me.

A club…

There were plenty of weapons at my disposal: swords, halberds, axes, and maces. Yet, in this moment, only one stood out—a tried-and-true instrument that history has hailed as the ultimate remedy.

"Have you had your fill of excitement? I certainly hope so."

A hefty club shot out of the weapon case and landed snugly in my grip. Harnessing the same momentum it had when hurtling towards me, I swung it at Minsoo with all the force the delivery gave me.

Bam—

Minsoo, caught off guard by the sudden shift in momentum, took it straight on. The look of disbelief in his eyes was priceless.

"You just can't stay out of my business, can you, Baek Taeyang?! Why are you doing this to me?!"

"What did I do to you?"

Honestly, this part felt unfair. If he believed something was his, he should have tended to it with more care. It's akin to leaving a wallet on a park bench and expecting it to still be there when you return.

"You're ruining everything, you piece of shit! Is it even remotely sensible to snatch another man's woman? Is that the mark of a real man? I put in so much effort for Yoomin… You also come along and mess things up with Melanie, you even had the audacity to beat me up and embarrass me in front of the instructors… And now, you're sticking your nose into a dungeon where I'm supposed to reign supreme and conquer it on my own…"

"Minsoo, you talk too much."

Leaving him to yap away endlessly won't solve anything. It's time to put him in his place and check off that ending condition.

"I didn't come here to hear your grievances."

I'm here here to take all your rewards.

The brush sword clashed against the club.

Maybe because it was a reward from the gate, the sword's sturdier than expected, with a recoil that packs a punch. I tried to find a weak spot, but breaking it won't be easy.

"Who do you think you are, huh? Lecturing me about talking too much, cautioning me about impulsive decisions?! And offering up nonsensical dating advice?! You're nothing but a child compared to PureDiaryAuthor. Get a grip and start groveling. Consider yourself warned!"

"Minsoo, how on earth did you manage to pass the state exam and become a Secret Royal Inspector? Hard to believe."

It struck me that Minsoo might just be a conversational genius. How could he so casually alter the mindset of someone who would typically stay quiet and entertain thoughts of beating him to a pulp?

I couldn't help but wonder if he was intentionally poking holes in the conversation, waiting for someone to call him out on it.

"See! Again and again! You're constantly picking at me! I don't need your meddling! Dragon! Tiger!"

"Heh…"

"I'm none other than Yi Mongryong, the top-ranked state exam passer! Let's ride the wave of revenge!"

Every swing Minsoo made with his sword was a precursor to a follow-up attack. The blade's movements obscured my vision, writhing as if ready to strike at any moment. A weapon that caused confusion in battle and induced psychological warfare just by swinging it randomly—it was truly intimidating.

Minsoo's barrage of leaping tigers and airborne dragons continually disrupted my attempts to get in a few extra strikes.

Even if I were to use Bash, he'd just respond with the same move, leaving me without a clear breakthrough.

I didn't want to resort to this… Minsoo isn't strong enough to warrant me using Demonization… But I can't keep dragging this out.

No matter how strong he's become, there's only so much of his newfound power he can wield in such a short time. Of course, the same goes for me.

Hence, the means to break through this situation are already predetermined…

"Ha-ha! How's that? Not going well? Feeling tired?"

"My Lord, you must persevere! You have to win!"

The pitiful cheers from my servants and aides painted a bleak picture of my situation. With newfound confidence, Minsoo began to strut confidently, convinced of his dominance.

"I didn't expect you to get stronger, but I've undergone even more intense training! Let me show you the power of this brush sword! Ahhh!"

"Heh…"

Honestly, Minsoo's subsequent actions were far from impressive. He didn't exude heroism; his movements lacked the grace of a hero.

As he circled me, filling the air with brush strokes, he looked more comical than anything else. It struck me that he was just flailing his arms around, trying to draw. Like a toddler scribbling on the wall with a crayon.

At times, while he seemed to be mocking me, there was nothing I could retort with his serious expression.

"It's no ordinary dragon! The spirit of a scholar who matches Yi Mongryong! Transform into a blue dragon!"

Wouldn't it be better to continue pressuring me until I crumble?

He seemed eager for a spectacular finish. But while I was falling behind, I wasn't completely overwhelmed.

Thanks to the Alpha Male skill, my body was recovering even as Minsoo left me alone. But it seemed he didn't care much. After all, there must have been countless instances during character education where such situations arose. Each time, his opponents must have waited patiently for him to deliver the finishing blow.

Because that's the author's foolish thinking. It's like the cliché of no one interrupting during transformation.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Answer my call, Azure Dragon!!!"

As Minsoo's artistic endeavors reached their climax, the swirling brush strokes began to converge in one spot. With the summoning pace slower than usual, the dragon's form solidified further. He grinned with misplaced pride at the blue dragon that emerged.

At that pivotal moment, as he poised to strike the final blow, brimming with confidence and indulging in delusional fantasies of triumph…

[Demonization activated! Race changes from human to demon. Be careful! There is a high possibility of physical burden if the skill is maintained for a long time!]

"I think I've played enough with you, Minsoo."

The government office was enveloped in darkness.