Heroine Hunts Heroines-Chapter 143

But the problem is...

“Ugh, damn it.”

Name: Yoo Eun-ha

Occupation: Errand Girl

Title: Yoyong Must Be Dead

Feature: Yoyong Mk. 2

“I should have at least been given the position of Saintess, Archer, or Warrior!”

I was shocked when I saw my status window.

I don’t even care if I’m a heroine candidate! On the contrary, I could just beat the hero and make a yuri harem! But what the hell is this? An errand girl?

I hate to say it, but I’m a perfect beauty, not some Amazonian or muscle-bound woman. And I’m supposed to play an errand girl?

I felt what it’s like to experience blood pressure for the first time.

Even though I wanted to ignore the status window, there would likely be a set position for me.

Ignoring the damn status window, I had to get into the hero party with the single-minded goal of defeating the demon king.

According to the original hero and demon king story, an errand girl has to join the hero party through the guild.

I should have realized the significance of the errand girl role earlier. Sigh.

Anyway, I decided to head to the guild and apply to join the hero party as an errand girl.

“Welcome. I’m Mari, the receptionist at the Adventurers’ Guild. How can I assist you?”

“No way!”

As soon as I entered the guild, I was shocked.

There was a beastkin receptionist in the guild. And not just any beastkin, but one with cat ears!

It's not that there are no beastkin among the otherworlders, but they are so rare that this was the first time I was seeing one in person.

Black cat ears, black hair, brown eyes, and a well-toned body.

I couldn't resist.

"Hey, beastkin sis, wanna go out later for some juicy slug sex?"

"Huh?"

In that instant, I lost my focus.

I came back to my senses as I looked at the cat girl, her ears twitching as she warily eyed me.

"Ah, shit. That’s not it. I'm just a porter, can I join?"

"Oh, we register porters after checking their abilities."

Isn't that something easily done with one pocket dimension?!

From what I gathered, registering as a porter is pretty simple. Since it's a temporary role, they just have you show how much you can carry in front of the guild master and assign you a rank based on that.

"I’m the guild master, Chaerjolsig."

"Hello."

The person I met to confirm my rank looked like Choi Cheol-sik. He was even bald.

Isn't the name Choi Cheol-sik just too similar?

"But you seem like a weak woman. Are you sure you can carry this? Even men can’t just become porters. You need some muscle. And you’re not even a beastkin."

Wait, is this guy being racist right now?

"Just give me the stuff."

Guild master Chaerjolsig handed me a ridiculously large rock, almost like he was daring me to lift it.

I showed him how I could put it into and take it out of my pocket dimension.

"Is this enough?"

"Impressive! With this, you’re an S-class porter! Hahaha! I’ve never had an S-class porter in my life! How pitiful! If only you had this kind of ability in another profession, it would have been perfect."

So, is this old man saying he’s happy or not? Damn it.

Anyway, it seems like my pocket dimension ability is quite useful as a porter.

As expected, the hero party came to the guild in the capital of the kingdom where I was staying.

I decided to sit quietly in a corner of the guild, wasting the guild’s food while watching the situation unfold.

"Oh, isn’t this the hero party?"

"Hahaha. Don’t put us on a pedestal. We’re just starting our journey too."

"Hmm, what brings you here?"

"We’re here to hire a porter."

And then they said they were looking for a porter. I guess this part of the story stays the same.

"Porter?"

"Yeah, the bags are starting to pile up, so it seems like we’ll need someone dedicated."

"Not a bad idea. Actually, there’s a porter who just joined the guild recently. An S-class porter, no less."

"Oh, really?"

Ha, the mighty hero party is looking for a mere porter.

A fantasy version of Choi Cheol-sik. I wonder if he’s originally from another world too.

Just like that, my profile information ended up in the hands of the hero.

For reference, I wrapped a cloth around my head.

Underneath, I wore leather clothes with a cloak draped over, making my outfit just perfect for a porter.

With my eyes partially covered like this, no one would be interested in me.

Otherwise, they'd probably be too distracted by my looks.

"Impressive. A girl with that kind of ability. A regular porter wouldn’t be suitable for our long journey. Would you lend us your strength in our hero party?"

"As long as you offer the 4 major insurances and a fat salary, I’m totally in."

And so, I joined the hero party.

As expected, the hero was a sweet-looking blonde guy who, from the looks of it, only had beautiful girls by his side, just like the protagonist of a harem.

Still, typically, in these situations, they haven’t made any connections yet, so maybe I’ll have a chance to win him over?

It was time for formal introductions, and all the heroines, except for this handsome guy, were all frowning.

And the first to introduce themselves was none other than our proud hero, dressed in flashy equipment that clearly screamed "item power."

"I’m Hero Roin! I used to live in a rural village in the provinces, called Tyuto, but after being chosen by the goddess, I became a hero. This here is my fiancée, Plenaro, a member of the Ear-catcher tribe. And over there is my childhood friend, Priestess Luina. And this one is a magician I met on my travels, Ruell."

"What? Fucking hell."

In other words, before I even had a chance to make a move, the conquest was already over?

You can tell just by looking at their eyes. They’re all sparkling with hearts in their eyes. Even Plenaro and the others have already been conquered.

Plenaro looks like an elf.

Anyway, who am I? I’m the indomitable Yongi.

I’ll do some yuri NTL! I’ll be the intruder between Juji and Buji!

"Huh?"

"It’s nothing."

Well, now it’s time for my introduction. My name, Yoo Eun-ha, probably won’t work in this world. What should I go by? Yoo Yong-yong?

It’s not like I need a name, but maybe I should go with Silverluck. There are already a lot of heroines with the last name Silverluck.

It’s a name suited for this world. Dragon Silverluck.

That sounds pretty good, doesn’t it?

"Yong-yong Silverluck."

"That’s quite a strange name. Yong-yong Silverluck?"

No, even I think it sounds weird.

"I’m eternally 17 years old. Dragon Silverluck."

"Oooh. What a cool name. A dragon, huh."

Ruin’s eyes sparkled with excitement. She had the vibe of a hero, curious, righteous, and pure.

And yet, she had conquered the heroines?

That’s just how it goes. This bastard didn’t manage to screw the heroines.

I guess it was all just talk and presentation—maybe he only managed to charm the heroines with words and theatrics.

"Wait, looking at your body, you don’t seem like you’d be able to handle being a porter at all."

One of the heroines, the magician Ruell, immediately confronted me, her tone sharp.

"Why is that?"

"Why, you ask? Do you think it's possible with such a fragile body?"

Indeed, my body may appear fragile on the outside. Yeah, so you're telling me you're trying to intimidate me this way?

"Hmph, we're enough on our own. Ruin. Let's just ignore this girl with a face that’s only halfway decent."

"Right, an S-class worker? You can tell she must have some connection with that bald guy."

No, what the hell? These bitches look like they’re just begging to be taken down, and they think I’ll just shut up because they’ve got some loose mouths?

What the hell do they think of me!?

I slammed my chest and rebutted.

"It's possible."

"Hmph, you say a kid can defeat the Demon King with words."

Yeah, I can conquer the world from home too.

"Hehe, I prepared for this, knowing you'd say that."

"Oh? What’s this?"

I showed them how I took things out of the pocket space and put them back.

The handsome hero, Ruin, clapped his hands. Yeah, you recognize me.

"Isn’t it impressive? This is the ability I have as a porter. If I carry you and your companions and go to another city by myself, wouldn't it make for a pleasant journey, with you and your companions getting out?"

"You’re fun! Alright, let's go together!"

"Oh, if you give me the money, I'll work hard!"

"I don’t really care about money, but I guess if I say I came for money, those idiots won’t be suspicious of me."

"Doesn't it just make me seem like a materialistic person, though?"

"If that's the case, then it doesn’t matter. Plus, without your abilities, you seem weak."

"Well, we’re here, so it’s fine."

Damn bitches. They’re really trying to keep me in check. I'm thinking of taking down you guys, not the hero.

Should I have approached them as a man instead?

No, if I did that, the hero would be a pain. Maybe being a woman is better after all.

Whatever, it doesn't matter. There’s no way for me to become a man anyway.

[System message: The skill for cross-dressing has been granted for situations like this!]

"Why didn’t you mention that until now?"

"If I had known, I would have thought it through a bit more!"

[System message: That’s possible.]

I really wanted to give the author Yoo Eun-ha a sincere slap on the head.

Anyway, that’s how my life in the hero party started.

But surprisingly, the handsome hero Ruin was considerate toward me. Whether we were going out hunting or eating, he kept doing unnecessary things like that, which made me feel a little guilty.

Then, one day...

"Hey, you."

The heroines gathered together and called out to me.

It was like this: The popular girls in a high school calling out the outcast to bully her.

Could it be that the mighty Yonyong is the outcast?

But, you know, this isn’t all bad. Let’s show these damn heroines my true feelings.

"Yes?"

"What made you join this party?"

"Well, to make money, I guess?"

"Then there must be other parties you could join, right?"

Honestly, is this really something that should come out of the hero party leader’s mouth? To begin with, the level of money a regular party makes is on a completely different scale than a hero party’s.

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Sigh "You girls, honestly. You’ve always been in the hero party, slept in nice places, and lived in luxury, so I guess you’re a little spoiled. But someone like me? I have to get into the hero party to make something of myself. A porter for a regular party or a porter for the hero party—what looks better?"

"Well, that’s true."

"No, you just casually insulted us a moment ago."

The wizard Ruell added a comment to my words.

"That might be true. But why are the hero party members so petty?"

"What did you say?"

"Sigh... This is just... I’m not interested in the hero, so don’t go starting something for no reason."

"Logically, I can't possibly like it."

If, by some terrible possibility, I were to fall into the trap of becoming a female... but at least I'm not a hero. Just looking at the lower half, I can tell. This guy is ridiculously small.

"What? What did you say? Are you serious?"

The way his face turns red as if he's embarrassed is kind of cute.

"No, stop. Isn't what that person said correct? From what I can see, it's clear that as a woman, this is... well."

The priestess looked me up and down, then chuckled.

It seems like, just by looking at my clothes, she’s treating me like some kind of scum who just rolled in from nowhere.

Yeah, laugh as much as you want. Later, I’ll make you scream like a female under me.

I even thought about attacking her at night. But those damn women had set up a separate tent for me. Out of consideration? No, it’s because they wouldn’t let me join the tent for women. It's basically a way of isolating me.

I can't help it. If it were me, I’d rather not care about that and do what I can do without hesitation.

I pulled out the script for the hero and demon lord scenario.