I Became a Genius Swordsman in the Pretty Girl Game

“Is this world really a game?”

It was a shocking truth.
But it couldn’t be dismissed.

If Jin Yuha’s extraordinary ability wasn’t foresight but the power of Transmigration…

The many things that had seemed strange so far began to make sense all at once.

Jin Yuha had been able to clearly see what kind of person someone was, their past, and even their future before even meeting his party members.

Jin Yuha displayed an almost script-like accuracy about future events, as if he were reading a predetermined storyline.

From the very beginning, he demonstrated a combat command style so flawless it felt alien.

Indeed, there had been something off about calling it mere foresight.

No matter how excellent one’s foresight, it was impossible to know such fine details about everything.
Moreover, just seeing the future wouldn’t explain his exceptional command skills or his rapid growth rate.

“During the last Demon Realm Gate incident, Jin Yuha knew not only the enemies’ patterns but even the lines they were going to say.”

To think all of this was because of Transmigration!

Shin Se-hee looked at the information on the Spider Queen Irine that Jin Yuha had organized for them.
This, too, was laid out like something from a game.

“…Does that mean I was one of the characters Jin Yuha played?”

Thinking back to their first meeting, she suspected she hadn’t been a particularly likable character.

Shin Se-hee felt her common sense about the world collapsing in an instant.
But because it was Jin Yuha, she was able to accept it.

Hoo─

No, to be honest, she was still confused.

She closed her eyes and calmed her racing thoughts.

What was she so anxious about right now?

Fine. Let’s say this world is a game.
Does that mean her essence is not that of a human, but a character?

No.

She, her comrades, and every individual here were alive, with desires and emotions.
Could all of that truly have been designed by someone?

No.

Creating all of that from graphics made of 0s and 1s?
Unless they were a god, it was impossible.
That would be not a game, but the creation of an entirely new world.

“Perhaps the game Jin Yuha played was a world that imitated this one, made to be endlessly similar.”

Yes, that was enough to define existence.

Now, moving on.

Jin Yuha.

Could she treat him as the same person as before? Could she love him as she always had?

Surprisingly, the answer came too easily.
So easily that Shin Se-hee herself found it absurd.

“…Isn’t it obvious?”

No matter who Jin Yuha had been in the past, the fact remained that he had become a ray of light in her miserable life.
Perhaps her initial interest in him had been due to his appearance.
But that wasn’t the case now.

His dazzling exterior drew her eyes, yes.
But it was his inner self—his personality, values, and words—that shook her soul.

His appearance and all those traits together only served to make Jin Yuha shine even brighter.

If he had only been about appearances, she might have briefly taken an interest before quickly losing it.
After all, she was a woman prone to boredom and whims.

Pisik─

Shin Se-hee let out a quiet laugh through her teeth.

“Yes, nothing has changed after all. Nothing at all.”

Rather, what came to her mind was something entirely different.

She felt no resentment toward Jin Yuha for keeping secrets.
Instead, she simply tried to gauge how heavy the burden on his shoulders must have been.

She recalled Jin Yuha’s mutterings that had once reached her ears.

A one-star trash character, the lowest physical stats, swordsmanship specialized at E-rank.
The worst character, one you’d reset your account immediately upon drawing.

Every word he had spoken settled heavily in her chest.

Why had he chosen to come to the academy with such a body?
Why had he fought so fiercely?
Why had he trained daily to the point of coughing up blood to become stronger than anyone else?

For the people he cared about, to prevent the world’s inevitable destruction.

A modest yet grand goal for which he had burned himself white and given everything.

If it had been her, could she have made such a choice and taken such actions upon finding herself in an unfamiliar world?

No, of course not.

Such actions were only possible because he was Jin Yuha.

Shin Se-hee gazed blankly at the holographic screen.

Perhaps due to the backlash of using Muah, Jin Yuha had collapsed unconscious on the spot.

“Jin Yuha!!!”
“Junior!!!”
“Jin Yuha-nim!!!”
“Savior!!!”
“Instructor!!!”

The party members rushed toward him with alarmed expressions, showering him with Sophia’s healing and potions they had prepared.

“…You really were sent to our world as its savior.”

At that moment, a pure white light began to pour down on Shin Se-hee’s head.

“Huh, huh!?”

A dreamy glow, as if the condensed light of the moon.

The entire world fell silent, as though time had stopped.

Shin Se-hee blankly stared at the white light gathering above her head.

“…This is.”

She had heard of it before and even witnessed it herself.
Something Jin Yuha had experienced three times, and Lee Yoo-ri once.

Awakening.

“Is this… happening to me?”

Saaa─

As the light descended, a voice echoed in her ears.

[ Your rank has risen. The stars turn toward you. ]

With that message, the warm light began to grow more intense.
It soon began to engulf her entire body.

The sweat that had drenched her evaporated in an instant.

“Urgh…!”

Shin Se-hee instinctively clenched her teeth.
She had expected pain after witnessing Jin Yuha’s awakening.
But this was beyond anything she had anticipated!

The flow of magic coursing through her body accelerated.

Like a massive river being forced through a narrow channel, her veins were forcibly widened.

Tuduk─

At the same time, there was a fierce sense of liberation, as though a binding spell had shattered.

“Ughhh──!”

Shin Se-hee clenched her teeth tightly, gripping the documents before her in that overwhelming sensation.

Suddenly—

The entire world turned white.

Amidst the intense light, so bright that she could barely open her eyes, Se-hee witnessed it. She saw the chains of limitation binding her soul shatter and the moment she reached a realm she had thought unattainable.

What felt like an eternity passed in an instant, and the light gradually receded.

“Haah…haah…”

Finally able to breathe again, Se-hee closed her eyes and assessed her condition.

“…I’ve gotten stronger.”

From her fingertips to her toes, she could feel strength welling up from every part of her body, as though her old self had been replaced with something entirely new.

“No, it feels even more fundamental than that—like the density of my soul itself has changed…”

The narrow streams of energy that once struggled through her body had widened dramatically, now flowing like majestic rivers.

And in her mind, the countless tangled pieces of information seemed to reorganize themselves neatly, as if carefully summarized and filed away.

No matter what she thought of, the process and results came to her immediately.

She felt confident she could now handle far more than ever before.

Se-hee was thrilled by the changes within her. It felt as if the world was acknowledging the correctness of her judgment and choices.

“…With this, I can help Jin Yuha even more.”

Wearing a faint smile, she slowly opened her eyes—only to blush a deep red in embarrassment.

“…Ah, that’s right. This… phenomenon always destroys clothes, doesn’t it?”

Se-hee immediately pulled out a spare set of clothes from her subspace tattoo and hastily dressed herself.

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It was much later when we finally emerged from the dual gate.

I had blacked out from the recoil of using Muah.

When I came to, I found my entire body wrapped like a mummy, and my injured hand looked like a round lump, wrapped up like a Doraemon hand.

“Urgh…”

Groaning, I struggled with the muscle pain and headache that coursed through me.

“Jin Yuha, you just rest. We’ll take care of the rest.”
“Ugh, thanks.”

The party members scattered in an orderly fashion to confirm Irene’s death.

We harvested materials and artifacts from the Spider Queen’s corpse before exiting the dual gate.

I found myself floating along on Ichika’s shadow.

Once outside, I spotted Master and the seniors of the Demon Slayer Squad waiting for us.

“Master!!!” I called out enthusiastically.

Master’s eyes widened, and she abruptly turned to glare menacingly at the party members.

“Disciple. Your body—did those fools hinder you again?”

I quickly shook my head and replied, “Haha, it’s nothing like that. I just used a big skill, and this is the recoil. See? Apart from the muscle pain, I’m fine.”

Sliding down from Ichika’s shadow, I immediately examined Master’s condition.

Apart from some dirt and minor tears on her clothing, she was completely unscathed. Relieved, I let out a sigh of relief.

“Thank goodness. I believed in her, but it’s still a relief since this was her first Demon Lord raid…”

“Disciple, take this.”

Master handed me a small glass jar. Inside was a tiny, white spider struggling to escape.

It was Arine’s last remaining fragment—a small embodiment of her essence.

“To think you managed to capture it alive…”

I’d trusted Master to handle it, but to think she actually managed to bring it back alive.

“Of course, considering it was your request.”

She handed me the jar containing Irene.

“You don’t need to worry about the jar breaking. Lina made it; it’s unbreakable.”
“Thank you so much, Master.”
“Hmph… Do you think this is enough of a down payment?”
“Of course! It’s more than enough!”

Smiling brightly, I hugged Master.

Her body stiffened like a board, and her gaze darted upwards.

“… … …”
“… … …”
“… … …”

I felt the prickling stares behind me.

“Ah, right… the other party members are still here, aren’t they?”

Swallowing hard, I turned to face them.

There they stood, glaring at me with expressions ranging from sulking to furious.

“I nearly died today, you know. Couldn’t even use my shield properly. It was really depressing, and I tried so hard…”
“Hey, mutt.”
“Sigh, junior. Do you like older women? But I’m not that much older, you know. Wouldn’t I be a better fit?”
“Master-student relationships are dangerous… It was fine while she wasn’t part of the strategy, but if this keeps happening, I can’t win against her! Ugh…”
“Benefactor…”
“Trainer…”

After comforting and hugging each sulking party member, I glanced back in astonishment at the Demon Slayer seniors, who were being dragged away by Master.

Finally, we emerged outside the gate.

And there—

We faced an enormous crowd, far larger than anything we had seen before.

Click, click, click, click—!

The deafening sound of camera shutters greeted us as we stepped out.