“Eunha, you need to learn how to be right.”

    Euncheon Park is as peaceful as usual.

    Ban Harin, who was teaching ‘body strengthening’ to Eunha and Kang Na-ri, suddenly threw this out.

    Eunha, who was sitting on a park bench and feeling her mana, slowly lifted her butt and walked away from Ban Harin.

    Learning how to be right… Of course, it may be said because it has meaning, but it is difficult to understand it clearly.

    “…Do you need money?”

    “I’m not extorting money.”

    Eunha takes out a few bills from her wallet.

    Ban Harin continued speaking as he put the handed over bill into the inside pocket of his suit.

    Pop! Pop!

    Before she knew it, she was holding a bright red hammer taken out of her briefcase.

    Do low-level civil servants carry hammers in their briefcases?

    I learned one thing.

    “Because the test Eunha is preparing for is the ‘D-Class Hunter Promotion Test.’ It doesn’t end with just learning ‘physical strengthening.’”

    “That’s right. We have to fight the [artificial monster] and win.”

    “But Eunha doesn’t know how to fight yet, and at least she hasn’t even chosen a weapon to use.”

    Cold voice.

    Ban Harin hit the top of Eunha’s head with a hammer.

    Pop! Pop!

    “As you know, Eunha, being a hunter is a dangerous job. Strengthening your body is just a matter of creating a framework to fight against monsters, but in the end, Eunha has to move your limbs yourself to kill the monster. You must fight with the determination to die and kill your opponent. .”

    “…….”

    “Can you survive as a Hunter? The test to determine that is the ‘Hunter Promotion Test’ prepared by Eunha.”

    Eunha looked down at her body, which had become much softer these days.

    Soft hills fill her vision.

    I wonder if I can fight in the [Crack Field] with a body like this…

    Well, it would be possible if you learn ‘body strengthening’.

    I had confidence.

    Pop. Pop.

    Eunha, who had nothing to say in response to Ban Harin’s words, stretched out her hand above her head to catch the hammer that kept hitting her head.

    Pop!

    But don’t get caught.

    It doesn’t hurt, but it feels unpleasant.

    Eunha suddenly got up from the park bench, pursed her lips and waved her hands.

    On the other hand, Ban Ha-rin only moved her wrists… Nevertheless, the hammer, which narrowly escaped Eunha’s hand, tapped the top of her head again and began a one-sided toy.

    “No! Why didn’t I get caught? Hehe!”

    “The most important thing for a hunter is to get used to the approaching threat. When humans face fear, their bodies freeze. Their field of vision narrows, and their judgment of the situation becomes blurred.”

    Pop! Wow!

    “The second thing you need is visual acuity. To understand the movements of monsters that are more agile than beasts…”

    “I’m busy, so don’t tell me.”

    “Listen while you do it. Properly dividing attention is also a trick to increasing a hunter’s survival.”

    Boom!

    The hammering continues.

    The hammer that was swung while dodging Eunha’s touch was so fast that Eunha was obnoxiously fast, so it was not enough for Eunha, who was still learning ‘body strengthening’.

    It might be much easier to retrieve a minnow swimming in a valley with a paper cup.

    Wow!

    He covered his head with both hands to protect it.

    Then this time, a hammer taps my shoulder.

    Is it training for moving body vision?

    An error occurred.

    “……Okay, let’s keep going. I’ll end up holding on to that hammer.”

    “I understand… Anyway, if you don’t flinch from the enemy’s attacks and use ‘Body Strengthening’ appropriately… you will pass the D-level exam with ease.”

    Wow!

    “So, to sum it up?”

    “Don’t be scared, look carefully, dodge well, and hit well. Hunters are fierce fighters.”

    “Easier said than done.”

    “Learn by getting hit.”

    How much did he wave his arms like that?

    Ban Harin stopped hammering, saying his wrist was hurting, and put the hammer into his briefcase.

    Approximately 30 minutes have passed.

    In the end, Eunha couldn’t even get past the bright red hammer and sat down on the bench, scratching the top of her head, which felt more numb than she expected.

    It’s painful and annoying to keep getting hit.

    Then Kang Na-ri, who was sitting on the bench watching Eunha’s struggle, quickly handed her a towel.

    “thank you for your effort.”

    “Thank you, Nari Kang… How was I?”

    “I was very shaken.”

    Nari Kang blushed and averted her gaze.

    Soon, Ban Harin came over and sat down next to Eunha, twirling his heavily overworked wrist.

    “Whew… I don’t get tired because I have [Self-Healing].”

    “The problem is that I only have good physical strength. But wouldn’t my visual acuity improve if I continue to train?”

    “Let’s figure out that problem little by little… For your information, most B-class hunters can see arrows coming from the front with their eyes and avoid them. If you want to become a hunter, you need to develop at least that level of visual acuity. do.”

    Immediately after, Ban Harin took out a baduk stone from his pocket and lightly threw it.

    Towards Nari Kang.

    “Hyeheehi?!”

    Kang Na-ri, who was watching Eunha’s profile with a happy smile, quickly turned her head to avoid the baduk stone.

    Hiss! The Go stone passed by her blue hair, making an eerie sound, and flew at high speed… until it hit the tree behind and stopped.

    Eunha swallowed her saliva as she looked at the baduk stone half stuck in the wooden pillar.

    “……I threw it so that it would hit, but it’s quite nimble, isn’t it?”

    “I’m shocked! Are you trying to kill me? Mr. Banharin! Let’s shake hands!”

    “Eunha, have you seen it? This is roughly the visual acuity of a B-class hunter. As expected, the [Blue Dragon Family] seems to have extraordinary talent.”

    “Oh, what a talent~. Although my older brother is the guild leader who leads a mid-sized guild, my sister is the youngest professor at [Euncheon Academy], and my uncle is the famous [Blue Dragon Guild] guild leader~!”

    “Nari Kang. Please shut up. This is unlucky.”

    “sorry…”

    Eunha quietly looked at Kang Na-ri, who gave off a spicy and coy look but quickly became a squid.

    So, does this mean that this woman is at the level of a B-class hunter just based on her visual acuity?

    I don’t know why they only make potions.

    You seem to have enough talent and skills.

    “Nari Kang. You can’t change my eyes and Nari’s eyes by [replacing ingredients], right?”

    “Eunha. Changing your eyes will not improve your visual acuity.”

    Three people sitting side by side on a bench and taking a short break.

    Kang Na-ri read through the materials provided by Ban Harin and worked hard to master the theory first, and studied with Kang Na-ri next to Eunhaso and practiced ‘body strengthening’.

    People walking in the park pass by the three of them, glancing at them as if they were celebrities.

    “…….”

    And, Ban Harin,

    She, who had just helped Eunha train her motion vision with a hammer,

    As I quietly looked at Eunha talking sweetly with Kang Na-ri… I had to put my complicated mind in order.

    ‘… … hmm.’

    Ban Harin looks at the galaxy.

    Recalling the feeling of discomfort from just moments ago.

    (The most important thing for a hunter is to get used to the approaching threat. When humans face fear, their bodies freeze. Their field of vision narrows, and their situational judgment becomes blurred.)

    What he said.

    Self-defense against fear, something that humans naturally experience.

    Instinct for survival.

    It’s like closing your eyes when a ball hits your face.

    Since this is a phenomenon that occurs at an unconscious level, most hunters receive training to overcome fear.

    A task to survive in the [crack field] where each other’s lives are at stake.

    The ability to resolutely swing a weapon even when a monster’s claws are stuck in the body.

    It varies depending on the individual, but it takes at least several months.

    To that extent, the fear of death, which is rooted in the human unconscious, does not easily disappear.

    ‘… … Eunha… you clearly haven’t even seen a horror movie…’

    Banharin recalled.

    When Eunha hit the top of her head with a hammer, Eunha’s head didn’t flinch at all.

    I intentionally swung the hammer in front of my eyes, but Eunha’s eyes followed the hammer without blinking.

    And, from the start, a hammer that is wielded with a firm pressure of ‘mana’,

    Eunha fearlessly tried to grab the object containing the mana of an A-class hunter by waving her arms around.

    Ban Harin looked at Eunha with his lips pursed like a person who had a lot to say.

    … … .

    In the first place, this was not a training exercise designed to improve moving vision.

    This is to shake off Eunha’s fear.

    Hunters who are sensitive to ‘mana’ feel fear when excessively concentrated mana approaches.

    Because I instinctively realized that if I got hit, I would die.

    Therefore, Ban Harin put his ‘mana’ into the hammer and swung it at Eunha.

    11 days until the D-level exam. The calculation was that if Eunha got used to her own mana, she would be able to deal with the Association’s [artificial monsters] without fear.

    However, Eunha was not afraid of the A-class hunter, let alone the [artificial monster].

    This is difficult to understand.

    “Huh? Why? Is my head sunken? I shouldn’t have hit you hard like that.”

    “……no.”

    Eunha feels Ban Harin’s gaze and smiles cheerfully.

    A smile as innocent as an herbivore.

    The smile of a person who cannot even kill a single ant baby.

    A smile as dangerous as a moth to fire turns towards Ban Harin.

    Surely, just a few months ago, he would have been an ordinary F-class hunter without any sense of discomfort…

    What changed her like this?

    ‘… … ‘It would be a good idea to seek psychological counseling at least once.’

    Eunha’s smile, which I saw during the E-class promotion exam,

    It overlaps with the image of him groaning as if he was digging out his own internal organs and vomiting them out…

    Ban Harin… held Eunha’s hand tightly.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    “Old man! Old man!”

    “Why are you doing this, lady?”

    7:00 pm.

    After completing Ban Harin’s special training, Eunha entered the security room of Saetbyeol Apartment.

    The old man who was sitting at his desk making a clay doll greeted her with a kind smile.

    The summer sky was still bright as July approached, and Eunha confidently approached the elderly security guard with a bright smile.

    She took out a box of soy milk from the suitcase she always carried and placed it on the security desk.

    “This is a gift! And please do me a favor.”

    “Tell me anything.”

    “How do you dispose of meat?”

    Eunha said, thinking of the [Blue Dragon Energy] employees she had put in the freezer.

    I don’t know about her own limbs, but they need to be removed from the house. If I keep leaving it on, it might get crushed by the scissors.

    When Eunha asked with a bright smile how to dispose of the body, the elderly security guard smiled and nodded.

    Deep wrinkles appear around the old man’s eyes.

    “Hehehe! What an unexpected question.”

    “It’s not food waste after all, is it?”

    “Well… let me think about it for a moment.”

    The old man gazed outside the security office while stroking the clay doll he had just made.

    His deep eyes look somewhere far away.

    “……Room 1003. Deliver the ‘meat’ to the little lady who lives there. She will use it for something good.”

    “Room 1003?… 10th floor? Can I go up there?”

    “It’s safe until the sun sets.”

    Eunha, who was shrinking like a hamster in response to the old man’s answer, rolled her eyes.

    The nuance is whether you really need to go there.

    The 10th floor, which didn’t exist until a few months ago.

    I don’t know if it’s an extension or something, but it looks new.

    It’s one of those places you never want to visit.

    In order to dispose of the ‘meat’, I have to go there on my own… Does that mean I have to die?

    But you can’t just throw it away. Problems arise when large-sized trash is thrown away without stickers, so why should people be upset?

    “……Okay, I’m just going to trust you. If anything happens, I’ll confiscate your clay doll.”

    “Hehehe. You can just take it.”

    “Um… later. I still need to mentally prepare.”

    Eunha smiled brightly and left the security room.

    I left the box of soy milk I bought as a gift on my desk.

    “…As expected, it’s not boring when you’re here.”

    A shabby old man left alone.

    He smiled openly and carefully stored the box of soy milk he received as a gift next to his desk.

    … … .

    … … .

    『Oh my, it’s been a while, kid.』

    “ha…”

    After a while,

    Eunha took out the black bag containing the body from the freezer and arrived at room 1003.

    Looking down at the girl dressed as a gothic loli who opened the front door, I let out a helpless sigh.

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