James POV
James stood still, completely confused.
Who was this guy?
A moment ago, he thought this maniac might be a threat.
Now he wanted… an autograph?
James: "You want my autograph? Why?"
Sora (grinning): "Just for fun. Aren't we friends?"
James: "...Friends? I didn't even know you existed five minutes ago."
Sora: "Let's not get caught up in minor details. That's in the past."
General POV
Before James could respond, Sora pulled out a phone that looked suspiciously too modern for the setting and took a selfie with James, who looked like a war crime victim caught mid-confusion.
Then, as if things weren't weird enough, Sora pulled out a massive notebook from his pocket.
Vin Jin: "Bro—how the hell did he just pull out that big-ass notebook from his pocket?!"
The Kings: …
Sora: "That's not the only big thing I keep in my pocket, Vin."
Sora turned slightly, throwing a wink in Mary's direction and wiggling his eyebrows.
Mary Kim: "…"
She immediately looked away, cheeks slightly pink, brain clearly buffering.
James, having long abandoned the idea of logic, signed the notebook like a dazed celebrity at a fan event.
James: "...Will we meet again?"
Sora blinked—genuinely surprised.
Sora: "Huh. Why?"
James shrugged.
James: "You're interesting. That's rare."
He reached into his jacket, pulled out another lollipop, and popped it into his mouth like a mic drop.
Then, casually—
James: "I'll offer you something. If you want, you can be part of the 4 Crew's management."
Sora: "Tempting. But I work freelance chaos gigs."
He smiled.
Sora: "We'll meet again, James. In Seoul. Maybe in a few years."
James gave a faint nod and leapt from the fence, disappearing into the distance like an anime character with budget.
General POV
Moments later, a crowd began approaching the Shaman's compound.
The people saw the Shaman's body.
Dead. Gone. Finally.
Seongji Yuk saw the crowd—his body froze. His breath hitched.
His hands trembled.
PTSD.
The memories came rushing back.
But before he collapsed, the Kings stepped in without hesitation.
Seokdu picked him up like a sack of rice.
Jichang walked beside him, keeping others at bay.
Taesoo and Jaegyeon cleared the way with their sheer presence alone.
Sora casually followed them toward the mountain path.
Until—
Taejin appeared.
Right in the middle of the trail.
Sora sighed.
Sora POV
Sora: "Bro, I just finished dessert. Can't you maniacs give me a break?"
Taejin: "You killed my father."
Sora: "Your dad killed his own vibe. I just helped him find a wall to hug."
Taejin growled and ran towards Sora.
Sora didn't even blink.
Just one punch—a single clean blow to the chin.
Taejin dropped like a sack of overdue plot armor.
Vin Jin (running up): "Yo! What are you gonna do with him?!"
Sora: "This dude's gonna be a future problem. Especially for Sujin."
Vin Jin: How do you even know about Sujin?
Sora: Minor Details.
Mary Kim: .....
He looked down at the unconscious Taejin.
Sora: "He didn't even move during the James vs Seongji fight. Hid in the shadows, waiting for a chance to grab power."
Mary Kim: "He's right. Taejin's been obsessed with Sujin since forever. Creepy levels of obsessed."
Sora: "Don't worry. I won't kill him."
He smiled darkly.
Sora: "But y'all won't ever see him again."
System Prompt
[Would you like to transport an unconscious person to another world? This will be taken as consent.]
Sora: "Yep. System, take me to the Boku no Pico world."
[TRAVEL INITIATED…]
[TRAVEL COMPLETE.]
Sora appeared on the roof of a suspiciously generic high school.
He gently tossed Taejin next to an air vent like forgotten luggage.
Sora: "Enjoy character development, buddy."
Sora dusted off his hands.
Sora: "System, return me to the PTJ universe. Back on the mountain, right after I left."
[TRAVELING BACK…]
General POV
Sora reappeared on the mountain, just behind the shed.
He walked over to see Vin Jin, Mary, and others surrounding Seongji, who now lay on a stretcher outside the cabin.
Inside the shed?
The Kings.
Each doing their own weird king stuff.
Jichang Kwak sat shirt open, two buttons undone, cigarette in hand, calmly explaining Seongji's condition to one of the students like a medical anime character.
Seokdu Wang was literally hammering an iron beam with his forehead, while Taesoo Ma held another beam like it was a chopstick.
Jaegyeon Na holding his ramyeon was kicking Gongseob Ji, who was lying flat on the floor.
Jaegyeon: "MOVE! That's my spot!"
Gongseob: "ZZZZZZZZZ."
Sora walked in, nodding casually.
The Kings turned toward him.
Jichang took one drag, looked at him.
Jichang: "Thank you… for helping Seongji."
Sora: "Not a big deal."
He paused, looking at them all.
Sora: "By the way, I'm gonna need all of your autographs."
The Kings: "…"