My Best Bro Got Bullied by Another Bad Woman Again - Chapter 25
“W-What… What did you do?!”
Benda’s face turned pale.
He had been ready to explode in anger, but the moment he looked at his empty sleeves, his courage vanished.
Putting aside whatever bizarre trick his opponent had used…
How was he supposed to fight without any arms?
Sun Du casually tossed the detached arms in his hands and smiled.
“So, my friend…”
“Did you lose this golden arm…”
“…or this silver arm?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the two metal arms shimmered.
One turned into solid gold.
The other became gleaming silver.
“Y-You…”
Benda nearly collapsed.
What kind of battle was this?
Forget fighting.
He just wanted his arms back.
“I lost…”
“My arms…”
“Really?”
Sun Du looked thoughtfully at the golden and silver arms.
“But these are made of gold and silver.”
“How could they possibly belong to you?”
“I…”
Benda almost coughed up blood.
Wasn’t this outright bullying?
Why had he challenged this monster?
Weren’t powerful people supposed to compete with strength and speed?
Why was this guy using fairy tales?
This is sorcery!
He forced himself to calm down.
Wait…
This feels familiar…
The River God story!
Right! I remember how it goes!
He immediately corrected himself.
“N-Neither of those is mine!”
“Oh?”
Sun Du raised an eyebrow.
“So…”
“These two ordinary arms…”
“…are yours?”
The golden and silver coating disappeared, revealing Benda’s original mechanical arms again.
“Yes!”
“Those are mine!”
“I lost those!”
“I see.”
Sun Du nodded approvingly.
“What an honest child.”
“In that case…”
“I’ll return them to you.”
In the original fairy tale, honest people were rewarded with the golden and silver tools.
Benda no longer cared about any reward.
He simply wanted his arms back.
Sun Du tossed both arms onto the ground in front of him.
“There.”
Benda stared blankly at them.
The severed ends were perfectly smooth.
There wasn’t even a drop of blood.
They looked less like detached limbs and more like parts removed from a plastic action figure.
“…”
He frowned.
Although he was a modified human…
He definitely wasn’t supposed to look like this.
Maybe…
When he got back…
He should ask the leader for a full-body upgrade.
No.
First things first.
He had to reconnect his arms.
He tried controlling them.
Nothing happened.
“…What?”
He tried again.
Still nothing.
His limbs no longer responded to him.
They couldn’t transform.
They couldn’t reconnect.
They were just…
Objects.
Sun Du blinked innocently.
“Oh?”
“What’s wrong?”
“Why aren’t you putting them back on?”
“…Don’t tell me…”
“…you can’t?”
He leaned closer.
“How strange.”
“Didn’t your arms originally have an automatic recovery function?”
“I…”
Benda’s face twitched violently.
Of course they did!
Until you got hold of them!
Now not only could he not reconnect them—
He couldn’t even use the rest of his abilities properly.
Sun Du suddenly slapped his forehead.
“Oh!”
“I understand.”
“You can’t reinstall them yourself.”
“No worries.”
“I’ll help.”
“…O-Okay…”
Benda agreed without hesitation.
After all…
Refusing wouldn’t change anything.
“Great!”
Sun Du picked up both arms.
His body blurred into countless afterimages.
In only a few seconds—
He returned to his original position.
“Done.”
Benda looked down.
His arms had indeed been reattached.
But…
Something felt…
Wrong.
He slowly raised both hands.
“…?”
His thumbs were pointing backward.
His left and right hands had been swapped.
Instead of embracing someone in front of him…
He could now comfortably hug his own back.
“Aaaaaahhh!!”
“They’re backwards!!”
“You installed them backwards!!”
Sun Du blinked.
“Oh.”
“So they’re backwards.”
He stepped forward again.
Another blur.
A few seconds later—
“There.”
“Fixed.”
Benda looked again.
His thumbs now pointed forward.
But…
His left arm was still attached to the right shoulder.
His right arm was attached to the left.
Instead of swapping them back…
Sun Du had simply rotated both arms 180 degrees.
Now his palms faced outward instead of inward.
“…?”
Benda’s brain completely stopped working.
His understanding of the human body had reached its limit.
Even his eccentric leader still respected basic anatomy.
How were his bones even connected anymore?
This was outright cheating!
“No!”
“That’s not it!”
“You put my left and right arms on the wrong sides!”
“Oh.”
“I see.”
“You should’ve said so earlier.”
“…”
Benda wanted to curse.
Shouldn’t any normal person already know that?!
You’re clearly doing this on purpose!
Sun Du smiled kindly.
“If I’m helping someone…”
“I should see it through.”
“Since I made a mistake…”
“I’ll fix it properly.”
Once again—
His figure split into countless afterimages.
A few seconds later—
He stepped back.
“There.”
“How about now?”
Benda inspected himself.
His left arm was attached to the left side.
His right arm was attached to the right.
His palms faced inward.
His thumbs pointed forward.
Everything looked perfect.
Except…
His hands were connected where his shoulders should be.
His elbows hung near his waist.
His entire arms had been installed upside down.
“…”
He cautiously moved them.
To his surprise…
They actually worked.
No fingers yet…
But perhaps he could regenerate those later.
Wait.
No.
Something was still terribly wrong.
He looked at Sun Du with exhausted eyes.
“N-No…”
“That’s not what I meant…”
“I didn’t mean…”
“…flip them upside down.”
“I meant…”
“…swap the positions.”
“Oh.”
“So it’s the upper and lower parts that were wrong.”
“I understand.”
Sun Du moved again.
Another blur.
Seconds later—
“There.”
“Perfect.”
Benda looked down.
His arms were finally in the correct orientation.
Left arm on the left.
Right arm on the right.
Palms facing inward.
Thumbs forward.
Everything…
Looked correct.
Except…
His arms and legs had exchanged places.
His fists now served as feet.
His thighs dangled where his arms should have been.
He stood balanced on his knuckles like some bizarre upside-down acrobat.
“…”
“…”
“…AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!”
At last—
Benda completely broke.
He collapsed onto the ground.
Shaking violently.
Pulling at his hair.
He screamed himself hoarse.
“Kill me!!”
“Just kill me!!”
“Please stop torturing me!!!”
Sun Du looked genuinely puzzled.
“Kill you?”
“Why?”
“Still not satisfied?”
He rolled up his sleeves.
“Come on.”
“Let’s keep adjusting it until you’re happy.”
“N-No!!”
“NOOOOOOO!!”
“AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!”
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