How did I turn my victim into a phoenix-like hero?

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As I walked out of the men's restroom, a female employee coming out of the women's restroom looked surprised.

He already has a plan; although the money is small, he should be able to give it a try.

It's not about selling your butt.

Who knew that just after turning the corner of the stairs...

"Wow!"

They collided head-on, but Sirocco fell backward first, while the other man used only his right hand to protect himself from falling.

"Are you OK?"

The girl is holding Sirocco, which resembles the romantic and coincidental encounter between the male and female protagonists.

Gan is not a shoujo manga!

Sirocco gently pushed the other person away: "Thank you, I'm fine."

"Sirocco?"

The girl was clearly more surprised than Sirocco. Then, a look of disgust, regret, nausea, and embarrassment appeared on her face before she said expressionlessly, "What are you doing running out during class meeting time? Trying to skip class and go back to sleep again?"

Brid Talos!

Her childhood sweetheart, the protagonist's main wife.

Her striking orange hair was tied into a ponytail, and her waist-length hair shimmered like sugar in the sunlight.

The delicate yet sharply angular facial features reveal the person's strong will.

But what surfaced in Sirocco's mind was a sealed, dark memory—a dark-skinned, muscular man fighting with Brid, a lecherous giant massaging her muscles, putting a collar on her, and Brid 'serving' everyone, powerless to resist due to her lack of strength...

2. Beren is a good girl.

Ignoring Bridgman's shouts of "Don't skip class!" from behind, Sirocco ran back to the toilet and rinsed his face.

"Gan! If we want to save those female protagonists in the future, will we keep having to recall these things?"

However, he will try his best to adapt and face these tragedies head-on, and then he will be able to find ways to avoid them.

The annoying NTR is enough for him to exist in the virtual world; he doesn't want it to become real.

Even if it's just a game memory from one's past life.

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Sirocco knocked twice on the door of the infirmary.

"Please come in."

After confirming that the person inside was there, Sirocco went inside.

The space, with its faint smell of disinfectant and a blend of light blue and porcelain white, features two medical beds, while carnations by the window gently absorb the sunlight.

He's here to buy something.

To provide insurance against the impending tragedy.

"Please sit here. Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

The school nurse spoke gently, her long brown hair with bangs styled into a pretty ponytail.

This is what a nurse in white should look like.

But what Sirocco needs to do is tear off her angelic mask.

Sirocco responded with a smile and looked around.

Kara.

Then lock the door behind you from the inside.

"that..."

The teacher quietly slipped her hand into her pocket.

"Please do not use that keypad phone to send messages, Professor Beren Gvina."

The atmosphere around Beren changed instantly. Her eyes were deep and dangerous. She was no longer an angel with a holy halo, but to Sirocco, she was nothing more than a somewhat ruthless wildcat.

"...Where did you learn this name? Who are you?"

Beren stared intently at Sirocco's every move, but Sirocco simply opened his arms and raised them high.

"Sirocco Dasvi, a first-year student in Class F, student ID AC2021086."

"Ms. Beren, I'd like to buy something from you."

"If you want to buy cephalosporins, I don't have any in stock."

Sirocco shook his head: "What I want is the item in the third hidden compartment of the shelf behind you, the X21 Shield."

This is an expensive item in the game, especially for players in the early stages. Its effect is to perfectly negate one instance of physical damage, after which the item becomes unusable.

The plan is simple and straightforward: buy one of these props. If the protagonist manages to turn the tide in the upcoming tragic conflict, then this prop won't be needed.

"you..."

Beren's pupils contracted, and although she appeared to be fine on the surface, beads of sweat were seeping out on her back.

She let out a soft breath, calmed herself, and said, "600R."

So expensive!

R is the currency unit of this world, similar to RMB in yuan.

Sirocco's savings couldn't keep up.

Fortunately, this was within expectations.

Beren continued irritably, "I won't accept any bargaining or threats. It's up to you whether you want it or not."

Oh dear, she misunderstood me.

"300R, plus some information."

"...I said, I don't accept bargaining."

"Take a look. If you can accept it, then sell it. If not, I'll leave." Sirocco pretended to type on his phone's notes and handed it to Beren.

"..."

Beren hesitated for a moment, but still took the phone, and then her face turned ashen.

"Why..." Beren's pale hands lost their color.

"John Wilson, Carl Rosen, Alvin Callum, Gray Black, and I won't go into the rest."

When he said these things, Sirocco's eyes were calm and expressionless, but he didn't like that feeling.

These are the names of the owners.

They were all people whose things had been stolen by Beren.

The phone contained everyone's name and the time of the theft, down to the smallest detail, almost reconstructing the cause and process of Beren's contact as if witnessing it firsthand.

In the game, Beren is a merchant in the starting village, and she suffers from kleptomania.

Stealing only the belongings of wicked people gives her a great sense of accomplishment.

She would also process the items she got her hands on, not worried that the owner would be able to find them. That's how she got her "goods".

What a good girl (just kidding)

From Beren's perspective, Sirocco's current behavior is probably: You don't want your theft to be discovered, do you?

No, no, no, I didn't mean anything by it. If it really cost 600 RMB, I'd buy it! I can't exactly tell her, "Sister, can I borrow this prop? Otherwise, my childhood sweetheart is going to be raped!"

"They even knew that the underwear I was wearing that day was black?!"

"I'm just guessing, or you can take it as me talking nonsense. Maybe I don't have any evidence at all, and the records are just ramblings."

Sirocco knew he was bluffing; now it was up to Beren to accept it.

Beren stared at Sirocco, head bowed as if pondering whether or not to believe the strange newborn's nonsense.

Time ticked by, and you could hear a pin drop in the infirmary.

If Beren is unwilling to help, Sirocco will have to use Plan B: give false testimony against those thugs and send them to jail. In any case, a direct confrontation is impossible; his slender body, with shoulders narrower than a woman's, will likely be broken in half by the enemy.

Finally, Beren tossed the phone to Sirocco.

Go to the cabinet at the back and take out the silver card-shaped item X21.

Sorry, Beren!

And thank you! You're such a kind person!

Relieved, Sirocco scanned the code and paid 300 rupees, bringing his food expenses to just over 1 rupees.

In the original storyline, the protagonist was injured after fighting with the thugs from Class C. He went to the infirmary, and seeing how badly he was injured, the infirmary sold him a special recovery item. After that, he could receive two free recovery potions every day. The protagonist also learned that Beren was a thief in the mid-game.

To put it bluntly, she doesn't actually sell "products" at all; she just collects them for fun.

Sirocco essentially obtained the item by losing favor with Beren, who really liked her and loved how she looked in her white coat... It seems he won't be able to get the free recovery potion later.