Necromancer Survival

sing laughter, he pulled the basket towards his side and said languidly, “Do you want some?”

     “Yeah.”

     “Ask politely.”

     “……” I wanted to shove a mirror into Woo Ragi’s face to show him his own expression.
It would be impossible to not get furious at the combination of such a malicious expression and elegant voice…

     I gave up and continued to glare at him; Ragi, that bastard, began to spear all of the fruits in the basket, one by one.

     My stomach rumbled as the sweet smell wafted through the air (and he definitely heard it too), but that guy refused to give me any.
He just piled fruits on the small plate, like a cake, and acted as if he was going through them all away into the trash bin.

     “I’m going to tell Dawon what you did…” I mumbled.

     “Wow, so scary.
Make sure to tell him everything.”

     “……” I had even taken out my secret card, Seo Dawon, but Woo Ragi didn’t even lift an eyebrow.

     But a few minutes later, the fruit plate was placed atop the side table.
Half amazed, I reached out; once again, though, the plate retreated again.
“Ah, honestly!”

     Woo Ragi giggled and finally handed me the plate; finally, I was able to dine on the fruit.
Woo Ragi stared at me eating.
When our eyes met, he spouted provocative fighting words.
“You eat like a pig.”

     “Why do you always speak like that?”

     “I said you look like a pig because you’re eating like a pig.”

     “Have you never been sued for slander during your lifetime as a User?”

” ”

     “You’re really persistent with your quips.
Just eat your apple.” Woo Ragi threw the fruit’s peel at me and smacked me right on my forehead.

     I was incredibly frustrated and melancholy, but I was so hungry.
The fruits were cut into bite-sized pieces as well.
So, I decided to endure.
“Where’s Garam-ie?” After eating for a while, I got bored again so I made conversation with the Swordsman who was staring absentmindedly out the window.

     “He went home.
Can’t you see?”

​​”Why didn’t wake me up during meal time?” I was a bit curious; Kim Olim and Garam-ie unconditionally woke me up at those times to hand me the medicine that came with my meal.

     Woo Ragi was momentarily struck speechless, then said in a despicable tone, “Are you thinking about eating more while you’re already eating?”

     “No, that’s not it… Argh, Why are you always trying to pick a fight?!”

     “For an uggo, you’re really gluttonous.”

     That made me even more upset because the swordsman was so handsome.

      Regardless of my anger, Woo Ragi said, “I cut it for you anyway, if you don’t eat it I’ll gut you.” I glared, picked up my laid-down fork, and began devouring the fruit again.
The fact that the fruit was so disgustingly delicious made me sorrowful.

     ‘Come to think of it, I’m hungrier than usual…’

     At first, I thought I’d have leftovers, but I was still a little hungry even after I finished the fruits.
Watching Woo Ragi out of the side of my eye, I glared at the fruit left in the basket.

     ‘I want to eat two of the bananas in there…’

     Instead of giving me more fruit, the swordsman took out a black flask from his inventory.
“Drink this.”

     “What is it?”

    “Choi Kyungsik said to give it to you.”

     “What kind of medicine is that?”

     “Dunno.”

      His answer was pretty flippant, but I still took the flask.

     The issue, though, was the appearance of the potion.
It was colored black, and a cloud of dark smoke was rising from the opening.
Honestly, it’s not like this is some ready-to-eat hot delivery food or something…

     “Are you sure this is edible?” I asked.

     “……”

     I couldn’t really blame him for being silent in this situation.
The smoke didn’t really please me, but perhaps the taste would be fine? I opened the lid and took a quick sniff.

     “Urgh…” My expectations were betrayed, and a horrible smell pierced my nose.
It smelled like three-days-old, rotten socks were left in a smoker.

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TL: Honestly, Woo Ragi insults people like it’s his last line of defense to show that he has no emotions.
He’s such a despicable character (in some sense).
But, also, I can’t help but notice that he looked worried about Choi Lee-kyung’s wound…and how he did eventually cut all the fruits into bite-sized pieces for our hamster.

Still.
Be nice!

Footnotes

The original word used here is ‘intangible cultural asset master’ or a master of crafts for an art that’s been registered with the UNESCO world heritage organization.
These sorts of people are often given funds to continue practicing their arts and given an exemption from military service.