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Lookism: Line of Danger

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To be reincarnated in a world completely familiar yet bizarre, a world where fighters exist everywhere I stand... so why is it that I was reincarnated as a secondary character in Lookism when everyone else is so much stronger in comparison? Guess I will have to pick up the pace if I want to make an actual difference in this strange world, after all, I never liked being weak anyways.
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Chapter 1 - Being reincarnated never felt more problematic

My name is Gyeong Jin-Sun, but lately they have been calling me something else, they decided to call me Lineman.

It's... Strange, I have to admit, my life is not truly my own, and while I should be horrified by it, I'm not, admittedly, that's likely because sometimes I imagine Lineman living in some kind of isekai, something in me just screams that he's okay, not sure if that's just my own conscious trying to make me feel better about what had happened, or if it's just me having a sixth sense over Lineman as we're admittedly, the same person now, but with him being rewarded over getting screwed over as he was.

But, as to not embarrass the real Lineman, I've been training myself, since I came here, around 4 years ago, I... have to say that I was hoping I could come out and say that I'm super strong, but honestly, I'm not completely sure where I would stand in the pecking order.

"Hell, I even had to come up with some plans on how to make some money, when the answer suddenly came to me! Biggest fucking jackpot ever! That will be a boon when the time to build my own forces."

I was 13 when I came here, now I am 17, and supposedly should have one more year until the first season of Lookism, unless I'm fucking blind and I'm actually 18 and not just 18 in Korea, because they have this thing where they add one to their age to take the time on the womb into consideration.

Not to mention that this world is much more dangerous than what I was expecting.

It's not like I didn't take the rest of the PTJ universe in consideration, such as Viral Hit, Quest Supremacy, Manager Kim, Life as a Loser, but this wasn't it, you know.

No, this was... much worse, to say the least.

"A world where all Shonen share the same fucking setting." Or something like that, it was, to say the least, terrifying, because from what I had managed to get information, Ishiyama High exists, which means Beelzebub and quite honestly any fucking demon is in play, the Mishima Zaibatsu is real, which means Tekken, and I can recognize some companies having the same name as the ones in Kengan Ashura.

Which meant 'Shit, I might just fucking die,' if I don't actually train my fucking ass off, which again, no bullshit power as far as I'm concerned, i don't have Hyung-Seok's bullshit copy ability, no Ultra Instinct, not even fucking Dragon Ball Ki, if I had any kind of bullshit power that should've been trained, cultivated, or even mentioned, it should've been 4 years ago, motherfuckers, now I'm going to be fighting some motherfuckers everywhere and then deal with some ultimate bullshit in the form of Ragnarok, because I know for a fact that Renewal Taekwondo and God of Highschool exist for a fact.

Google still worked well enough to show the 'Human Culture Organization' off. Bitch.

Heugh... Man I wished I had a gamer power right now, at least that would guarantee that I would've become badass even if it took me 10 fucking decades, since I have no idea when exactly the God of Highschool tournament happens, possibly 1 to 2 years from now, maybe, hopefully.

Which brings to a possible big time problem, which is... the crossover in itself.

Imagine a rubber band, now imagine that a strong person is holding one end, while the other hand is being held by someone even stronger, and of course, assuming that the rubberband is not going to explode between the two of them, would the weaker one be pulled by the stronger one?

Probably not the best metaphor, but, to simplify it, 'What guarantees that the characters are not being held to a higher standard due to how the crossover works?' Am I supposed to see it as a case of kitchen sink where all of these elements are together, yet somehow, weren't fiddled by the characters interacting with each other, almost like they were self contained until the 'right moment' or have they met each other before and I'm simply unaware of it.

Frankly, I'm hoping for the self contained explanation, I really don't like the idea that everything I did is useless just because the average fodder became God of Highschool level or some other dumb shit, I'm also hoping that Hyung-Seok's copy ability doesn't actually copy Taekwondo Renewal, because that would be utter bullshit, not to mention that it would be completely fucked up if I had to fight the Ultra Instinct 'Daniel' with Taekwondo Renewal on the Workers 3rd affiliate, I would just get utterly destroyed unless I get fucking anything that makes me able to fight on a higher tier.

Anyways, today is the day that I've decided to do more than just training, I decided to mount the Monstar crew, just like Lineman did on Lookism, even if we inevitably get swallowed by Gamyeong's charisma and the rest of the Big Deal.

It would still be cool, to act as a delinquent, but I like to think of myself as a romantic delinquent, the kind that just wants to be free of everything, doing crimes for money isn't really my alley, although I guess it could change if I'm stealing from bad people like a selfish Robin Hood, but cooler because I will be using martial arts.

Besides, while I wasn't able to train Renewal Taekwondo as I initially wanted, if only because I understood how good it was in comparison, I was still able to get some training in the same dojo as Han Dae-Wi... until I got kicked out by the Dojo's master, not really sure as to the why I got kicked, if he told me anything, I already forgot about it.

But I still kept the training and even call Dae-Wi every now and then even if he won't actually help me train, but it is what it is, so I just kept training what little I knew and hoped that I could become good enough to make a difference, just being as strong as the 'Mad Cow' was in the first season would be more than enough for me, if I'm being honest, although I wouldn't complain about being any more stronger, of course, I'm not stupid.

But if there were things to make me surprised, it would be my school. Now, I'm not completely sure what school Lineman had taken class on, I believe it didn't even have a name but for some reason, I have a very problematic person in it.

And I don't necessarily mean 'Jerry' or well, Ji Tae, I mean Minji, as in Manager Kim's daughter. What a problematic situation, I never thought that she would be here, probably because I thought the time between Manager Kim and Lookism was bigger than it really was? I guess I should've seen it coming as some kind of difference between artists, maybe.

Guess I will keep an eye on Minji because well, not only is she cute, but it gets me brownie points, I could even try to use it to learn some CQC or even the Jeet Kune Do she knows, but again, I'm trying to not cause a scene.

"Ji Han." I called one of the newly made Monstar crew members, also a friend that I made a long time ago.

"Yeah?" He asked, perking up from his sleepy form.

"Tell the others to keep an eye on Minji, I have a feeling that something's gonna blow up." I told him as he looked pensive for a moment.

"Could it be, you had finally decided to make her your woman?!" He asked in a whisper as I almost facepalmed, cringing at his surprised tone as I really hoped no one actually overheard it because I really didn't want to mess with a Manager Kim thinking I'm trying to woo his daughter... yet.

Again, brownie points and all.

"Keep it cool and don't freak her out... Also tell them to have their phones or anything really to record it. I really don't like Hyeri, nor the rest of those chucklefucks that she walks with, if she tries anything, call me immediately." Now, that was part of my plan.

I am not a lot of things, but I like to think of myself as a romantic. My dreams to be a delinquent are less for the actual crimes that they commit, but the idealized freedom that delinquent mangas showed me when I read it.

"You got it Jamryong." Right, sometimes I'm more used to the English names than the Korean ones. It doesn't help that sometimes they do call me Lineman, it really depends on the person."

By the way Jamryong, how are you able to be one of the top scoring of the school?" Well, because besides Korean, which was fortunately ingrained on my fucking brain, the rest was rather easy, probably because I was kind of a bookworm, not to mention that well, this stuff isn't really that hard, although I have to comment, my memory has been the best it had ever been ever since I got Lineman's body, I wonder if that's part of something bigger that I just haven't fucking noticed for some reason.

School, as always, was boring, and although I hadn't seen Minji or Hyeri, I had asked the Monstar crew to keep an eye on them, and they're very good at doing what I request, not sure if that's because of charisma or because they see the Monstar crew as a romanticized group of good-doers delinquents, which frankly speaking, I love it just as much as they do.

So I went home, watched some of the television, checked the Youtube equivalent Newtube, stupid I know, and then I searched it, 'ehrgkrTkdna', which was Samdak's channel, the one from How to Fight, and as always, I followed their steps, it might not help when the motherfuckers begin to throw lightning and shit, but damn if it wouldn't he-

A thunder struck right next to my window, and I, not knowing what to do, raised my hands to block my eyes from the flash, although the light just kept there, seeping through the gaps between my fingers, and peeking, I saw it, a little white ball, just standing there, and dropping my arms in shock, it took my every fiber to move, even move my mouth felt difficult to do for whatever reason.

I will admit it, I was afraid as the ball of light passed through me, and everything felt like burning, like new coils were being put inside of my being, it almost felt like I had got a second set of veins coursing through my body, and on my stomach, a beast had decided to take refuge in it.

With that pain, I did my best to throw myself on my bed and sleep, because anything else felt like it would kill my ass.