I Became a Foreign Worker Loved by Transcendents

Yes, this world was a dark fantasy.

Unlike fiction filled with convenient plot developments, it did not treat those who came from other worlds kindly.

Of course, even in such a world, living just for safety could become tiresome, but the thought of pursuing romance, despite the risks, would inevitably lead to worry.

For me, meeting Vivian was a stroke of luck and even a rare opportunity.

Life was stable, if not stimulating, and the fact that she helped me, not despised me, significantly reduced my stress.

Such feelings grew stronger as I looked back at everything I had experienced in the two years since coming to this world as a porter…

“…Are you the new porter who started working recently?”

Was it about a year ago?

At that time, having gained some experience as a porter, I used it to join a hero who was riding a wave of success, accumulating achievements.

A beautiful woman with blonde hair and greenish eyes.

As a sniper who shot arrows from the rear, she had an unadorned appearance, perhaps to maintain stealth, yet her unhidden, haughty charm was striking.

“Huh, it’s a man.”

But the reason I still remembered her was not just because she was beautiful, but because, just like the heroes I’d seen so far, she was a damned woman…

“Oh, um, yes. I’m a man.”

“Haah, why is it that everyone who joins the party pretending to be something special is always a man?”

A female sniper who particularly reacted to men. In reality, including me, everyone she glared at was composed entirely of men.

In a way, it was an expected outcome.

If one wasn’t born with the strength of a hero, the job of an adventurer was not easy for a woman.

“Is there a problem with me being a man?”

“Oh, it’s not a problem with you. It’s just that I have a phobia of men. Even getting close to them makes me feel nauseous and gives me goosebumps…”

“Ah, I see. If that’s the case, I understand.”

“Yes, that’s right. So, don’t harbor such feelings while we’re together. We may have to stick together for the duration of the hero’s duties, but you guys are just mercenaries hired for money.”

She might have been the only woman in the party, but they needed to treat her with respect and boundaries.

At first, I didn’t take these stern warnings too seriously.

After all, there are all kinds of people in the world, and to live in such a world, one must have some consideration for others.

“What? A man can’t even handle that? Pathetic.”

Yet, such consideration could only be maintained if she also respected me.

When she responded to my complaints about the unexpectedly heavy load, my sympathy for her started to fade quickly.

“I’m sorry. It seems the load is just too much…”

“Well, if you aspired to be a porter, you should be able to carry that much. Besides, as a man, not a woman, shouldn’t you be able to endure even if it’s tough?”

“Ah, yes. I’m sorry.”

“Is ‘I’m sorry’ all you can say? Pathetic, even for a man.”

“Even though he’s a man,” “just a man,” “a man who can’t do even that,” etc…

She claimed to have a phobia of men and kept her distance from them, yet she left all the work to the men in the party, mostly just giving instructions from behind.

This attitude persisted not only on expeditions but also during hunts and dungeon raids, even when facing danger…

“Ha, what? Just collapsed from this kind of work? Men are really pathetic.”

When the vanguard was in danger due to an excessive advance, instead of expressing gratitude or remorse to him for his efforts for the party, she just hurled verbal abuse at him.

Despite the fact that he had taken on so much risk to protect her as the sniper and in charge of rear support.

“Excuse me, hero. Do you have any remaining potions? If we leave my friend like this, he might really die…”

“This is for me to use, just in case.”

“But still, the vanguard…”

“Sigh, why should I give the potion I bought with my own money to that guy? If a man can’t even endure that much…“

“Men, men.”

As I heard those words repeatedly, I realized that her self-definition was fundamentally flawed.

This woman didn’t have a phobia of men; she harbored hatred for them.

After gaining the strength of a hero, she became intoxicated with her own superiority over men, leading to her extreme bias.

“Ha, he finally died. How annoying.”

With such a distorted mindset and a worldview that exalted heroes, she eventually lost any sympathy for those who fought for her.

It was as if the men who joined the party were nothing more than expendables.

“Hey, shouldn’t you be the one to take the hit?”

Thus, she assigned the role to someone who wasn’t even a vanguard, and when that person died, she passed the role to another party member.

Following her reckless orders, the party members vanished one by one, until I was the only one left.

The reason I remained was simple.

If I were gone, she would have to deal with the burdens she had brought upon herself.

“…Hmm, a vampire.”

Despite the circumstances, she was considering a subjugation quest for a vampire roaming in the city we visited on our way back from exploring a dungeon.

“Excuse me. Now that all the party members are dead, isn’t it better not to overdo it? Shouldn’t we return to the base and regroup…?”

“Heh, talking about overdoing it. Do you think I’d lose to just a single vampire?”

“But still, without a vanguard…”

“Shut up. Who are you to give orders, being just a man? A weak porter without the courage to step forward.”

“……”

“Nothing more to say? Then just carry the load and quietly watch from behind. I’ll handle a mere vampire easily.”

Ah, fine. Let it be as it will.

Reluctantly, I followed her to subdue the vampire that had been terrorizing the city at night, and the outcome confirmed the unease I had initially felt.

So, I ended up trailing behind her.

After all, even a hero couldn’t fully utilize the advantage of a sniper position without a vanguard.

“Heh, you came so confidently to catch me, and look at you now?”

“No, this can’t be. I am a hero. Why…? cough!”

“Hahaha! A sniper, and you came alone? Did you scorn your comrades so much that they all abandoned you?”

“Sh-shut up. Be quiet… Cough!”

After his taunt, the arrogant vampire kicked and tormented her as she lay defeated.

Despite this, as he observed her struggling to contain her rage, his eyes slowly began to gleam, emitting a sinister magical power.

“Well, it looks like some mental discipline is needed for this rude one.”

“Ah, ah…! Ah!”

Her body shook violently, fearfully reacting to the magic.

Along with that, her flushed cheeks signified a profound shift in her emotions.

Charm.

The vampire’s unique power ensnared the mind, lowered resistance, and facilitated the drawing of blood.

“Uh, ha. My… my body is so… so hot… sob♥”

“Kuhuhu, has the charm taken effect?”

With a smirk, the vampire approached her quivering form and brought his face close to hers.

Even to another man, his features were undeniably attractive.

Confronted with his presence, her cheeks reddened further, and a look of ecstasy began to take hold in her gaze.

Damn, despite her proclaimed hatred for men, she couldn’t withstand the charm and was swayed by one.

“Just one question, are you a virgin?”

An absurd question came just when I started to feel annoyed about that damned woman.

In 21st-century South Korea, such sexual harassment would lead to a lawsuit and a five-year prison sentence, yet she licked her lips nervously and reached for her body as she responded.

“Yes, yes, I am a virgin…”

Slowly, she began to strip away her clothes, shedding her protective armor one piece at a time.

Even in her starkly revealed state, she wore a smile of ecstasy, courting the vampire.

“I’ve never allowed a man, I’m a pure virgin♡”

“Huhu, is that so? A virgin, you say?”

The vampire, satisfied with her response, reached out with his hand.

Having disarmed herself, she had no way to fend off the vampire’s impending assault.

What happened next…

“Then die!! You filthy virgin!”

Swoosh!

His sharp claws swung forcefully at her unarmed body.

“Ugh, ugh…?”

Her body, sliced by him, split into several pieces, spraying blood all around, with severed body parts scattered on the floor.

Naturally, a sniper focused only on rear attacks wouldn’t possess regenerative abilities.

The woman, who had constantly spewed hate and mockery toward men, was killed by the vampire.

“Such a dirty and unclean virgin!”

Yet, unsatisfied with just that, the vampire savagely clawed at her fallen body parts on the floor.

Vampires were said to be crazy for virgins, but he expressed that desire in a twisted manner.

“The mere fact that something like you exists in this world angers me! So die, no, disappear, you damned being!”

Damn, a vampire who couldn’t resist virgin blood despising virgins?contemporary romance

Was the world going to hell, so these sub-species were popping up?

“Hey, young man. Come here for a moment.”

“Ah, yes. I’ll go since you called.”

But it was impossible for me, who had no strength, to have a choice.

After shifting my gaze away from the piece of meat that once was a virginal woman, I quietly approached the vampire, who was elegantly wiping the blood off his body with a towel.

The vampire looked very gentle, unlike his furious demeanor when he faced the woman.

“What do you think about virgins?”

“Virgins, you say?”

“Yes, I asked what you think about those damned women who have never once allowed their bodies to be touched by others.”

…As expected, this guy was not normal.

But it was fortunate that I could somehow save my life, even from a crazy person.

“Um, uh… I don’t have experience with women, but are virgins bad?”

But if I misspoke, he might lash out and slaughter me, so I decided to act as ignorant as possible in response to him.

“Oh, my. Are you still inexperienced?”

“Yes, that’s true, but…”

“You’re probably going to struggle with issues with women later on, so it might be good if I, a senior in life, give you some advice. We’ve met like this, so shouldn’t you at least hear one maxim of life before you go?”

After going along with him for a bit, the vampire sitting across from me began to recite his philosophy at length.

Virgins were bad. Virgins shouldn’t be trusted. And so on.

His words, filled with a strong disgust for the purity of women, continued endlessly.

“Ah, yes. So, you mean to say that virgins don’t know love?”

“Of course, physically, depending on the situation, one might not have experience. But for a grown adult who has lived life to a certain extent to maintain purity without ever harboring passionate feelings in their heart, don’t you think there’s something wrong with that?”

“Um, hearing that, it does seem to make sense…”

“Right, the woman you carried the baggage for is the same. A woman who has never loved someone with her heart inevitably becomes an egotistical bitch, lacking consideration for others.”

Hmm, right.

Certainly, the woman who had died by this vampire’s hand was beyond redemption.

Thinking that way, it seemed this vampire wasn’t entirely bad. She deserved to die, that bitch.

“To emphasize one last thing, if there’s a virgin near you, never trust her. Every virgin in this world is nothing but a bitch in waiting, only maintaining her purity.”

While I unknowingly began to feel sympathy for his illogical nonsense, the vampire, without laying a finger on me, prepared to leave, yet he started to offer advice out of concern.

“If you truly want to have trust, then kill her while she’s a virgin and be content with reminiscing about her pure past, or take her virginity yourself. That’s the only way a man can trust a virgin!”

“Ah, yes. I will engrave that advice in my heart. Thank you for sparing me, and may you live a long and healthy life!”

“Remember this! Both virgins and fruits, if not picked quickly, will eventually rot away!”

After the vampire recited his theory on virgins and left, I turned around on the spot, taking time to etch my assessment of him inside me.

That person—he was good-looking and spoke well, but why did he become like this?

Did he go to the military and come back only to find his girlfriend had turned her rubber shoes upside down? ¹

Anyway, as he said, if you don’t pick the fruit quickly, it will rot, and a bus that has passed will not come back to me.

Even if it was a bit twisted, I deeply agree with the idea that one must seize the opportunity when it presents itself.

“Of course, it’s best to definitely seize it when the opportunity comes.”

Because in this harsh world, opportunities to earn a stable income while working were not common.

If you even feel satisfaction in that, it would be a good choice to give up the dream you’d always pursued and reach out for it.

So, if possible, let’s extend the contract period ending today and take more time to get to know her and think…

“Miss Vivian. I’ve come…”

“Aaaaaaah!”

A scream burst out just as I stepped into the house with that mindset.

I immediately realized it was Vivian’s voice, but I was concerned because the sound came from somewhere other than her room.

“What on earth…”

Feeling anxious that something serious had happened, I hurried toward the source of the sound and soon felt that my suspicion was correct.

The sound came from the basement.

It was the place she had seriously warned me not to enter when we first made the contract.

1. ED/N: A Korean saying that indicates infidelity. ️

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