NOVEL NEXT chapter 1
1 – 1. My name is Pig, and my nickname is Dyers.
I was possessed by an insane villain.
That’s also the dog trash Gacha game [Project 7] That burned 23,000 hours.
[Project 7] Was a god game with a story in an open world format like ‘Genshin’ that is popular these days.
It’s a problem because I haven’t updated the Si-Pal for a year and a half and only sold gacha.
But why is it this guy?
“Howlan Dyers. No, Dyers.”
“Since you lost your status as a nobleman, the student council has no reason to accept you.”
“First of all, I will confess your sins. Ruining last year’s student council event, and making bad relations with other academies. Budget embezzlement, group fights…”
“…Therefore, as of this time, we will hold a vote to excommunicate Dyers, Executor of Elemental Magic from the Student Council.”
Howlan Dyers.
[Project 7] He proudly took first place in the unfavorable popularity poll.
He hates the main character for no reason from the beginning, sticks to an attitude that doesn’t care about others, and is a high-ranking child who gets expelled for trying to frame the protagonist.
However, the decisive reason this guy earned hatred from users was that he had a pig-like body reminiscent of the main character of a hypnosis story, and he confessed to popular female characters behind the scenes and released the fact that he had been blacked out.
At that time, the whole communication was turned upside down, and the great integration of women and men must have been achieved.
-Honestly, I was enjoying Project 7… But my immersion was completely broken.
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Yes, really, yes; Why do you leave so many attractive guys behind and why is he like a hypnotic pig?
B hypnotized hahahahaha
What the hell is this… It’s really annoying ㅜㅜㅜㅜ
-Are the Pro Seven operators really crazy??
Why are you unpacking the f*cking settings?
N These bastards haven’t even patched it, so I’m going to roll it up. I’m going to roll.
N But you said you refused, didn’t you?
ㄴ It’s just that the fact that the pig confessed without knowing the subject itself was set aside as a back setting, it’s f*cked up hahahaha
ㄴWe haven’t confessed either, but is this correct?
Anyway, I possessed that guy right before the student council excommunication.
With only the memories of being confessed, excommunicated, and even terminally ill, and the memories of modern people.
It’s too damn good.
Above all, the most f*cked up thing is that it’s hard to breathe because I’ve gained weight.
“Whoop, whoop…”
I barely breathed and looked at the student council members.
There are playable characters, and there are also NPCs.
But the most important thing is that no one who has a crush on me is here.
No, do you want to exist in this world?
“Now I will read the ballot paper.”
“Agree, agree, agree, agree…”
Damn, yes again.
“For, for, for, for, no, against.”
“…Against it? Who said it?”
All eyes of the members were focused on Dyers, no, on me.
This is how it feels when a game becomes a reality.
Very burdensome.
Right now, there are three people in this room who have covered Dyers’ confession.
The student council president, the student council president’s aide, Silly Latina, and…
“To be able to resist ugly until the last moment…”
“……I never voted.”
“Then did you buy it? After all, you don’t fit in with the student council.”
What kind of house is this?
This guy had a lot of things to say, so he quietly shut his mouth.
“Chairman, this person is trash, but he probably wouldn’t have bought it. Someone who didn’t even know he was going to be kicked out today?”
When Latina, the worse aide, tried to dissuade him, the chairman withdrew his predatory gaze.
I didn’t know why the kids pecked at the chairman, but now that I’m a party, I think I know a little bit.
A beautiful woman with very dark black hair down to her waist and dark eyes that look sharper than a razor blade.
In the game, the student council president hated Dyers.
It’s only natural that people goofing around in everything.
Of course, the biggest problem is that this guy screwed up his confession for no reason.
At least, the president’s eyes that are looking at me right now are not the eyes that see people.
“Well, that’s not important right now. As a result, you will lose all the benefits you received from being a member of the student council.
Dorms and scholarships.”
This is a bit painful to the bone.
I’m still a terminally ill pig, I have no money in my hands, and I’m no longer worth the name of a noble.
I’ll probably starve at the academy and get expelled.
And I’ll be miserable.
The more you imagine, the more depressed you become, so let’s stop.
“This is the last step. Do you agree to dismissal?”
The more they talk, the more they frown when they see the president’s contempt.
“Is my luggage safe?”
If you are penniless, you should at least pack your belongings.
I don’t know what would happen if I died while being Dyers.
The best outcome is to return to my modern self, but if I just die, that’s it.
I am not a gambler.
I looked at the chairman with hopeful anticipation.
“Everything was collected and thrown away. You’d better not think about packing up.”
“…What?”
Why are you doing this to me?
Anyway, isn’t it too much to touch personal baggage?
Are you giving up on personal privacy?
I looked around at the student council members with a puzzled look.
“What do you see? Dirty embezzler subject…”
Latina, who was always kind and kind to the main character, didn’t show her eyes to me.
“Every time I’ve been with you has been disgusting. If you know your sins, stay out of sight for the rest of your life.”
The chairman, who was blunt towards the main character, but always gave advice and support, was cursing me with a face he had never seen before in a game.
And…
“Bocchan. Please leave.”
Bel Beria, a maid of the Howlan family who has always faithfully served the crazy Dyers,
She made a strange expression, whether happy or sad, as she gave the order to celebrate her guests.
“See? No one wants you here. Everyone is uncomfortable with you.”
Don’t tarnish the Howlan family’s honor any longer.
You’re done now.
“I’m behind on work, so please leave quickly.”
That’s the end of the ugly pig’s misdeeds.
“Brother.”
That seemed to be the case.
Unlike Earth, no one was on my side here.
A leisurely spring in March.
In this way, Young master, the time-limited pig of the Howlan family, was kicked out.
“You guys…”
“Do you have any last words?”
“Looking forward to the next general election.”
I raised my middle finger and bounced.
.
I am standing in hell right now.
It seems like he said at the end, ‘Suck your sh*t, you b*tches’, but it seems that the pig Young master Dyers’ throat couldn’t accept the vulgar words.
“Hmm. It probably wouldn’t be a curse in this world anyway.”
Anyway, it’s been 30 minutes since I was kicked out of the student council.
I am currently working as a test officer for freshmen chicks.
He’s a good-spoken test officer, but he’s no different from a volunteer.
Stop being seduced by the offer of water and bread.
This body is not good for fuel economy, so you have to keep putting something in it.
Hoo-wook…
“I’m glad it’s not moving.”
Fortunately, I wasn’t moving, but my job was to sit on the playground and watch the chicks to see if they cheated or if they got hurt.
Anyway, the scenery is really pretty.
It was quite moving to see the sight that I had only seen through graphics become a reality.
Basically, the harmony between Renaissance-style architecture and modern architecture in between has moistened my eyes.
In addition, from a fountain that must have cost a lot of money to a playground full of artificial turf and the size of two soccer fields…
“The scenery is really beautiful.”
I had to enjoy this beautiful feeling with 5,000,000 fans…
“Yes! I think so too!”
But I was excommunicated by pigs during the time limit of boku… Can I really survive?
“I think so too!!”
No, all human beings want to live. Even if the road is a thorny road, Dyers, I want to live.
Yes, I have to do something. Being constantly frustrated and depressed is not for me.
What does a time limit mean? What about being fat? Everyone hates me? That said, there’s no reason why I should hate them.
I love this world.
“Me too!! I think so!!”
“Cool! You, who are you?”
I was organizing my thoughts for a while when someone screamed in my ear.
Such rude disrespect..!
Thought so, I turned my head.
“Are you looking this way now?”
A warm spring breeze blew in, unsuitable for the season of March.
There are times when you go through a lot of strange things in life.
For example, possessing an insane extra villain that I didn’t even pay attention to in this sh*t mangem that burned 23,000 hours.
That the child who was found as a corpse was actually terminally ill without any proper information, let alone the end.
And, and.
Obviously in [Project 7], The official gender of the main character was not decided…
“Yes, you are my main character.”
Things you can recognize right away like this.
Ah, come to think of it, there are more strange things.
“My name is Pig, and my nickname is Dyers.”
Something that I said out of nervousness at the first meeting will be ridiculed for the rest of my life. Things like that