episode_0064

I’m not good at carrying bags. That’s why my pockets were always full of belongings.

After going through the heavy pockets one by one, I finally put my hand into the inner pocket.

“Hmm. I got everything.”

Golden letters engraved on a small pouch made of non-woven material. It’s been a while since I’ve been carrying it around, so it’s a dirty amulet bag.

Before going to open the status window. It was an amulet bag purchased online for a huge sum of 50,000 won.

actually. I didn’t think it would work. After I bought this amulet, my life started to turn into a mess.

But I couldn’t throw this away because Oh Man Won was holding me back. I was carrying it here and there until now.

“Jungwoo~ Are you ready?”

“Yes, I’ll be leaving soon!”

I put the amulet back in my pocket. After adjusting my clothes one last time, I opened the door.

Today, I am an acquaintance of Ojeong and the creator of the heart-shaped tattoo sticker that was on my stomach. Also, it was a day to meet someone who might know about the owner of the magic weapon.

*

-Of course there is a black market. Although it doesn’t exist in reality.

That’s what Ojijang said. Given her personality and the text, it was perfect to be seen as a teasing comment. What she said was absolutely true.

There was also a black market in the hunter industry. If you don’t want to leave a mark, the Internet is much better than having to set a specific location. There is just no black market as a place.

Even though it was quite large, it wasn’t even a single site. Auctions that were not protected by law occurred frequently behind the scenes, for amounts that were difficult for the average person to imagine.

-If you don’t want to become a debt collector, don’t go there. If you’re fooled, it’s the fool’s fault. Well, I did business conscientiously, right?

Although I was far from conscientious when I first started doing business there. Ojik spoke so confidently.

anyway. The large size of the online black market also meant that there was no reason to sell illegal goods in offline stores.

In that sense. I was quite surprised right now, no, a lot.

“This is… . Is this a place that sells the stuff posted here?”

Periodic estrus and location tracking. The place that sells tattoo stickers, which have a number of scary features just by saying a few words, was a 5-minute walk from Exit 3 of Hongik University Station.

The store was located off the main street, in what could be called an alley.

A four-story building. Above the restaurant on the first floor and the coin karaoke room on the second and third floors. The old sign had four letters written on it: Hunter Tattoo.

“Yes. Is it here?”

“… Really?”

“I, Mr. Have you been deceived? Won’t you find out when you go in?”

“I’ve been a bit deceived lately… .”

ah. Were you not really deceived? It’s because I was deceived without even having time to deceive.

“Hehe, this is the place that sells those tattoos… .”

“Ugh, yes. It’s here… .”

“Let’s go in quickly without delaying any longer.”

Yang Ji-hee. Hayeon Moon. And Chae Seo-ah was each holding something in his hand.

Because I didn’t really want to guess why they were holding their wallets. I turned my eyes away from the omens of coming misfortune and entered the building.

After passing the narrow stairs, a door appeared that was cleaner than I expected. When I open the door, the bell on the door makes a pleasant sound.

“Ah. Is it clean?”

“Because this is also a place where we receive customers.”

Ojiri shrugged his shoulders as if he was saying something obvious.

Since I have never had anything to do with tattoos, I was thinking of a visual that resembled an opium den. The store had a faint diffuser scent and looked like a beauty salon.

“Welcome… . what? Only one?”

The person who was lying face down on the counter slowly raised his head.

I think he’s around mid-twenties. The long, black ponytail hair was impressive. The woman wearing a light tank top had tattoos tattooed almost everywhere she could be seen.

Dragons, carp, and other designs that are so intertwined that you can’t tell what’s what. The fierce-looking woman scanned our group with her narrow eyes.

According to Ojik, he was a hunter with a unique skill related to drawing, and the owner of a tattoo shop with a name that seemed like it was about to go out of business.

“I heard you joined a clan a while ago. Did you come as a group to get a tattoo?”

“No. It’s not like that.”

Because Ojiri reached out to me. I took out the dagger handle from my pocket and held it up.

She walked over and placed the blue handle on the counter.

“This. That’s what you’re selling, right?”

“Huh? what? Yes, but… . Wait a minute, this… .”

The woman’s fierce expression hardened for a moment. I picked up the handle, looked around, and placed it back on the counter.

“Where did you get this?”

“Um… It’s a bit long to say. First, where should we sit and talk?”

The woman nodded and stood up. He stood in front of the door with a sign saying “Director’s Office” and opened the door.

“Would you all like to come in first? It doesn’t seem like they are completely unrelated.”

…

The director’s office was cleaner and more spacious than I expected. One long table, a sofa, and a separate single sofa.

A bookshelf filled with scrapbooks, a table with a diffuser and a laptop. I was impressed by the cork board on the wall where photos and other items were hung.

“What is so fascinating about everything about you?”

“No, it’s my first time in a place like this… .”

“Ugh. That’s right. Jeongwoo, should we do something like this together?”

Vegetable Yoga smiled brightly and pointed at a picture of a tattoo on the wall with his finger.

She had become quite calm after joining the clan. There was no way to know whether it was because he had achieved his goal or because Chae Seo-ah had noticed.

When I asked Chae Seo-ah what happened to make her a hikikomori, there was no answer, so what I knew about her was still limited.

… what. Not only did I know everything about her, but I also didn’t know anything about other clan members.

I swallowed dry saliva. The corner of his mouth purred, and he shook his head at her words.

“Hey, isn’t it a bit weird to do something like that between childhood friends?”

“Ugh. I see.”

Chaejayo laughed brightly and sat down on the sofa.

After a few uneventful days, I realized something about vegetables.

Whatever it is. When I mixed the word childhood friend into the conversation, she understood it right away.

I didn’t know why. In the first place, because there has been less happening in my common sense lately. I decided to just be satisfied with the fact that I was able to find a rein and hold on to it.

“True B. They didn’t draw lots, but they asked to do something strange.”

“Of course. If you try it once, your thoughts will change… .”

“Well, if you don’t do it, it’s your own loss.”

“Hehe, sure.”

The evening of your day in charge. These were the words of Yang Ji-hee, who was caught using a trick of setting the entire house’s clocks two hours ahead, and Yang Ji-hee, who dragged me to the park again without fail.

“I agree with that, but… .”

Chae Seo-ah frowned. In fact, if the biggest reason for the vegetable yoga omission from the rotation was my own opposition, the second was Chae Seo-ah’s desperate opposition.

but. Who would be happy to become a pillar sister with their older sister?

“… If there is one more person, three of us can taste it for just one day… . No, because I can take care of Jeongwoo.”

no way. It’s not like he just didn’t like having one day less work to do, right?

What challenged me the most physically was Chae Seo-ah’s words. Dining room, room, bathroom, hallway. When it came to her duties, she tried to squeeze me here and there as if she were someone else.

“Wow, look at this.”

Because I wanted to escape this atmosphere somehow. I spoke first, then quickly looked around the director’s office, looking for an item that caught my eye.

… however. There was one item that really stood out.

Cork board hanging on the wall. There was a long needle stuck there, as if displaying items in an accessory shop. There was something hanging there.

Red non-woven fabric. Gold letters. As I stood in front of the place where the amulet pouches of that familiar design were hanging, the attention of my clan members focused.

“What is it? Is it a talisman?”

“Okay, that’s right. that’s interesting… .”

The half-closed door opened. The tattoo shop owner is holding a tray filled with paper cups filled with mixed coffee. He pushed the door open with his shoulder.

“You waited. Oh, that?”

I put the tray on the table and sat down on the single-seat sofa. She turned her back to me and giggled.

“A side job, not a big deal. I’m selling it as a hobby.”

“Wealth, a talisman?”

What’s so funny? She giggled and pointed to the amulet in front of me with her fingertip.

“Yes. Skills are applied there too, so it’s not like they’re not effective at all. That’s because the contents are random.”

“Rae, is it random?”

“It’s not like I’m leaving it completely empty. Well, business luck, health luck, etc. They sell it with just the right amount. There are times when things happen in a slightly different direction than what you want, right?”

“Is that okay? ?”

“In the first place, it was an amulet sold online. If you’re the type of person who buys something like that, they won’t open it even if you just write down that it won’t be as effective if they open it. It’s not selling well. Did you sell one a month or two ago? After that, not a single thing was sold.”

I could hear women chatting. The president sipped mixed coffee and talked excitedly.

“If you buy a truly effective amulet for only 50,000 won, you bought it cheaply. Well, maybe it won’t have the effect you want? That’s because it’s the mountain’s responsibility. In the first place, there wasn’t any explanation. The person who bought the suspicious amulet worth 50,000 won made a mistake… .”

Rustling.

Only then did I notice that my companions were desperately looking back and making gestures telling me to shut up. The conman, or rather the boss, became quiet.

She looks back.

“Huh? Since it’s for sale, you can’t just open it like that, right? Oh my, there’s grime in my pockets. I think it took a few months… .”

Open the entrance with your fingers. I picked up the folded yellow paper with my index and middle fingers and took it out.

Unusually, the thin paper had a few insincere words written in Korean. And there were small, cute pictures drawn on them.

It’s hard to call it a talisman. I began to read the red letters written on the yellow paper, one by one, from top to bottom.

“Improved love luck… .”

I lifted my gaze from the talisman and stared at the impostor.

It was your fault.