The Player Who Stand Chapter 31

On the day he made a satisfactory contract with Cheon Yuhwa, Lee Shin decided to do so simple sightseeing in the city before returning ho.

"Hmm, but there's nowhere to go."

He sat in a cafe for a while, staring blankly out the window.

Korea had suffered considerable damage from the monster attack.

But naturally, the difference in damage between regions was unavoidable.

And Seoul, where he was now, was a region with particularly minimal damage, even in Korea, which had suffered unusually little damage compared to other countries.

'Well, that's to be expected. The headquarters of the renowned Player Association is here, and so is the number one guild in the rankings, [Wonderland].'

Perhaps because of that, the people outside the window looked much more lighthearted than the people he had seen on his way here.

After watching them for a mont, he finished his coffee and went outside.

"Well, let's just do so simple sightseeing for today. Wow, co to think of it, it's been so long since I've wandered around the city."

Hoping for sothing interesting to happen, he stepped into the city.

***

After deciding to just look around and see how the city had changed for the day, the first place he headed to was a nearby famous restaurant.

"Hmm, it's my first ti eating pasta in my life, but it's not as bad as I thought. The garlic bread and pizza are also quite delicious."

Thanks to that, he only stood up after finishing about five servings of food.

"Wow, look at that person over there. He doesn't look like he can eat a lot, but he's eating a lot."

"I know, right? At that rate, his food expenses alone must be huge every month."

A few people were whispering in the kitchen, looking at him with fascination, but he just ignored them.

Even in his own opinion, if there was a person with a small build who could finish five servings in one sitting, it was natural for gazes to be drawn to them.

"By the way, it's been so long since I've been outside that I don't know what to do."

After eating, he began to seriously think about what to do from now on.

If he were an ordinary person, he would have called a friend and done sothing, but he didn't have a single person he could call a friend.

In the first place, to him, a phone was a convenient tool for browsing the internet, not for communicating with soone else.

'And I don't really want to go see a movie either, since what I usually do is roll around in bed reading comics and novels.'

As he was thinking about what to do and leisurely looking around, his bangs fluttered and obstructed his vision, perhaps because he had turned his head left and right too much.

Then, for the first ti in a long while, his bangs started to bother him, and he imdiately moved his feet.

'This is perfect. I can just get my hair cut and then go buy so clothes. My clothes have been getting worn out really fast from wandering around anyway.'

Fortunately, he was able to find a hair salon quickly.

It was an expensive and nice hair salon that seed to be frequented by celebrities or people who cared a lot about their appearance, but to the current him, there was no big price difference from a neighborhood salon.

Ting-a-ling-

"Wel... co."

The mont he opened the door and entered the salon, the face of the employee who had been greeting him with a bright smile montarily stiffened.

It was no wonder.

Sloppy, stretched-out black sportswear and long hair that completely covered his face, making it almost invisible.

Honestly, there would be fewer people who could react naturally to his current appearance.

And she, who smiled brightly at him again, was one of those few.

'What is this? Is he perhaps soone who does internet broadcasts? Or is it a sche by a broadcast program to film an employee kicking out a shabby-looking custor?'

The mont that thought reached her, her body naturally took a stance, and a kind smile appeared on her face.

She didn't know what it was, but she had decided to treat him kindly for now.

"How may I help you?"

Lee Shin, who had been looking around the high-end salon he had co to for the first ti in his life with sidelong glances, answered simply, not knowing what kind of imaginary wings had spread in her mind in that fleeting mont.

"Ah, I ca to get my hair cut, is it possible now?"

"Yes, if you could just sit over there and wait a mont, we'll set up and then help you."

"Okay."

Saying so, she guided him to a chair, gave him so simple snacks and a drink, and then disappeared like the wind.

In the anti, he opened a magazine next to him and decided to think about what kind of hairstyle would be good.

'This is difficult.'

But to his eyes, who had lived without caring about society for over five years, all the hairstyles looked similar, so it was hard to decide.

'Hmm, but since I'm paying for it with my own money, I'd like to get a good one if possible.'

As he was contemplating his hairstyle, the employee who had left her post with her bangs fluttering was talking to the hairdresser.

"Hmm, so there's a slightly strange custor?"

"Yes, it's the custor in that seat over there..."

The hairdresser looked in the direction her assistant pointed and nodded her head without realizing it.

Even for her, with her long 10-year career, it was the first ti she had seen this type of custor.

"In my opinion, I think he's soone who does personal broadcasts or sothing."

"Hmm, is that so..."

The hairdresser thought for a mont and then nodded.

"Well, alright. It's right for

to cut his hair. If I leave it to the other kids, it might beco troubleso later. And I have so free ti since the custor who was supposed to co canceled."

The woman, who had beco a big shot in the hairdressing industry after cutting the hair of countless people for 10 years, strode toward him, exuding charisma.

***

"Have you chosen a hairstyle?"

"Ah, I'm looking, but I don't have an eye for it, so I'm not sure. Please just do a good job."

'Just' and 'good'.

A request that was close to the worst, not just for people who do similar work, but for most people.

"Yes, I understand. Then please co this way."

But she smiled as if she had expected it and skillfully led him to the chair.

Just by looking, she had already predicted that this custor was the type who had no interest in grooming himself.

After being moved to the chair, he recalled how long it had been since he had co to a hair salon.

'...It's been so long, I'm not sure. I think I just cut it myself with scissors before that.'

"Then I'll just move your bangs for a mont."

"Yes."

After hearing his answer, she moved the hair that was covering his face.

"Heok..."

"Hmm..."

And the hairdresser and the employee who was watching him from a distance out of curiosity both let out a groan at the sa ti.

The hairdresser looked at his face for a mont, then, with a resolute face, picked up the scissors without hesitation.

"Sir, I will give you the hairstyle that suits you best."

"Huh? Yes, please do a good job."

He didn't know what it was, but interpreting it as her saying she would cut it well, he just closed his eyes, and the hairdresser quietly began to move the scissors.

Snip-

Snip, snip-

Hearing the sound of his hair being cut, he was quietly lost in thought.

'Hmm, if I raise my stats and then clear the quest, I'll level up. Well, that will happen eventually, so let's think about it later.'

'I've ordered the basic items, so I just have to wait until I get a call.'

'First, the cultivation thod [Fla Lightning Tree God Art], the footwork [Fla Lightning Tree God Step] with [Fla Leaf Returning Step] and [Lightning Wood Thread Step], and the martial art [Fla Lightning Tree God Spear]'s [Leaves] and [Branches].'

'The other skills are the buff [Madness] and the passive [Recovery].'

As he was organizing, his thoughts reached the last two skills.

'[Madness] and [Recovery]...'

He had tried using [Madness] a few tis after using it in the fight with the Black Horned Rabbit.

At first, it was difficult to use at will, but as he practiced a little at a ti while moving in the car, he had now gotten the hang of it and could control it to so extent.

'If I think of it as having schizophrenia, with one side being crazy and the other side being a little calmly crazy, what happened?'

He grumbled inwardly, but he slowly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

It seed he had found a way to raise his stats quickly.

Sway, sway.

As he was rejoicing inwardly, he felt his body swaying slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

Flinch-

The employee, whose eyes t his, flinched and stuttered.

"Uh, um... you're all done, so you need to get your hair washed now..."

"Ah, yes."

He raised his stiff body, went to the place the employee guided him to, got his hair washed, and then returned to his seat and looked in the mirror.

'Oh, my hair color has changed.'

The phenonon of hair color changing due to the energy accumulated in the body after becoming a player.

It wasn't very noticeable before because his hair was long, but now that it was short, it was very noticeable.

'It's red overall, but there are yellow highlights only in the bangs.'

He smiled in satisfaction as his hair was being dried with a hairdryer.

He felt a little empty going from long hair to short hair, but the feeling of being comfortable because the cumberso thing was gone was stronger.

"I like it. Thank you."

"You're welco."

After finishing the paynt with a simple word of thanks, he ca out with a refreshed mind.

"Since I got my hair cut, should I go buy so clothes? My laundry has been piling up from going into dungeons all the ti anyway."

Thus, he set a new destination and trudged along, and the employee and the hairdresser watched his back, and the mont he disappeared from sight, they let out the breath they had been holding and looked at each other.

"He seems like a custor who will be morable in many ways."

"I know, right? His first impression was like that, but I was surprised when I moved his bangs."

" too. I was curious about what his face looked like, so I was watching from a distance, and I was surprised."

Slurp-

"He's definitely not an ugly face."

"On the contrary, he was definitely on the handso side."

"But..."

"But..."

The two thought for a mont about how to express this impression and then opened their mouths.

"How can he look so much like a villain?"

"I know, right? Maybe because the corners of his eyes are raised, he gave off a mischievous feeling."

"The fact that such a peculiar hairstyle suits him so naturally says it all."

As the two were chattering about him, he was buying clothes at a store.

"Hmm, are there any clothes with skulls on them?"

For reference, due to his brain being pickled in comics and novels, his taste in clothes was quite peculiar.

(End of Chapter)