episode_0243

The guild leader’s office of [Changcheon Swordsman], one of the largest guilds in Korea.

D-class hunter Kim Sa-rang came in, her black uniform fluttering.

“Love.”

“Yes, my goodness.”

It was a cold voice, a voice that sent a chill down my spine.

A beautiful woman leaning back in a chair.

Kim Ha-yang, wearing a snow-white uniform, calls her daughter.

Swish…swish…

For a guild leader, he rubs his simple desk with his fingertips.

Kim Sa-rang unconsciously stops walking at the slight ‘friction’ caused by the hand gesture of Guild Leader Kim Ha-yang, and swallows.

‘My mother is calling me at this hour… You don’t look like you’re in a good mood.’

The sharp atmosphere that felt like it was going to cut through your flesh was probably due to the ‘mana’ secretly emitted by her mother, Guild Leader Kim Ha-yang, sitting at the desk.

Kim Sa-rang, with her sharp eyes like blades, glanced around the dark guild room and then took a step forward.

An atmosphere that is clearly different from usual.

What has upset the [Changcheon Sword Master] guild leader?

Did you get your mock exam report card?

Did you get caught eating frozen yogurt by yourself in the freezer?

I hope you didn’t get caught opening a delivery box with the intention of thinking of it as your own clone…

‘… … What did you find out?’

I’m not thinking about why I’m angry.

We need to know what was discovered.

Kim Sa-rang glares at the strong man who makes her sweat cold just by looking at him and laughs heartily.

“Sword Ghost, I have come here.”

“Um… okay.”

“You must be tired after the guild meeting just ended, so why did you call me here?”

“The mock exam results came out.”

Kim Sa-rang, her shoulders shaking, looked at her mother’s complexion.

Kim Ha-yang’s tone as she brought up the topic of report cards was soft.

It means that feeling bad isn’t because of grades.

“I heard you got first place in the practical test this time too. You worked hard.”

“Thanks to receiving swordsmanship instruction from Mom this time.”

Swish… swish… swish…

At Kim Sa-rang’s words that it was all thanks to her mother, Guild Leader Kim Ha-yang’s fingers, which had been rubbing the desk, quickened.

Her fingers, rubbing the desk, dug into the solid wood of the desk, as if the [Friction Conversion] skill, which converts friction into kinetic energy, had been activated.

“Hmm… Ahem… I see… But I guess I’ll have to pay more attention to my notes.”

“I’m trying.”

“I heard that this is the second time in the history of [Euncheon Academy] that the gap between the practical and written scores is this large.”

“Do you know who is the first?”

“It’s me.”

“Oh.”

The corners of Kim Sa-rang’s mouth go up.

Because my shoulders felt lighter when I heard that I resembled my mother.

If scout Jeong So-ra were here, she wouldn’t have hesitated to curse at them with a tired face, saying, “These crazy idiots…” But whatever.

“… So, why did you look so upset earlier?”

“I received help from someone who was trying to help me.”

“… … ?”

“The ‘Recovery Hunter Organ Trading Case’ first discovered in [Daemari Crack Field]… Our Milky Way Yang caught up with Detective Do Jong-ha.”

That’s how the story goes.

Finally, when the conversation had reached a sufficient level of maturity, Guild Leader Kim Ha-yang continued speaking while caressing the dented wooden desk.

“… … Love.”

As if the main topic was ahead,

After taking a deep breath, he tells his daughter, who has a confident attitude, what he has been thinking about.

“Get a part-time job.”

“I don’t like it.”

“At Galaxy Yang’s cafe.”

“Good.”

Immediate answer.

Kim Sa-rang, who changed her mind in a second, maintains a serious expression like a warrior heading to the battlefield.

However, it seems that he couldn’t hide the corners of his lips that were gradually going up.

I hate part-time jobs, but I like anything that has to do with the galaxy.

Guild leader Kim Ha-yang smiled with satisfaction at the answer of his daughter who was as pretty as a pumpkin.

… … .

“I’ll tell our Milky Way in advance, so just go.”

Kim Sa-rang left the guild leader’s office after hearing Kim Ha-yang’s words.

She went to bed excited, imagining her future part-time job at a café.

The room with a design that seemed like it came straight out of a martial arts novel was the bedroom of the swordsman Kim Sa-rang, and it was a simple space with only a bed and a desk as furniture.

The backpack hanging on the chair contains survival tools to be used in practical classes.

On the desk are piles of reference books with more wrong answers than right ones.

The room is a bit spacious and empty for one person to use alone.

‘With Ms. Eunha… Okay, you can do it, right?’

I lay on my soft bed and looked up at the ceiling.

When I put down my sword for a moment and looked up at the ceiling, I saw the ‘glow-in-the-dark star stickers’ that I had stuck on when I was young and left there, twinkling like the Milky Way.

Luminous stickers embroidered on the ceiling.

Things that have remained by Kim Sa-rang’s side without change even after several years.

It was an expression of the undying innocence of the swordsman Kim Sa-rang.

Because it was the warmth of Kim Ha-yang who secretly replaced the glow-in-the-dark stickers that had worn out over the years.

“… … Eunha. I want to see you soon.”

With a pure heart, filled with a woman named Eunha,

Kim Sa-rang stayed up all night for a while, hugging her pounding heart.

… … .

… … .

She had a dream.

A dream you forget when you wake up in the morning.

Knock knock…

In her dream, Kim Sa-rang was walking down a dark hallway,

I opened the sliding door and went into the room.

『… … .』

A single candle lighting up a dark room.

Someone’s ‘right hand’ lying on the floor.

and,

A sight of a ‘one-armed warrior’ leaning against a wall, without his right hand or head.

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2. Know the sorrow of a left-handed inspector.

– The darkest room in my dojo.

– The left-handed inspector guards the lord’s front again today.

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– Even though I have a body without a right hand or a head, there are plenty of things that can replace it.

– There will be no shortage of things to protect the lord.

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2-1. If you want to learn martial arts, look for a left-handed swordsman.

– He is a good teacher to everyone.

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– But, everything must be in moderation.

– Like the wisdom of the fading twilight, anything in excess is poisonous.

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『… … You too…』

Kim Sa-rang had a dream.

It’s a nightmare.

I’ll forget it by tomorrow morning.

Such a nightmare.

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Daughter~♪

“In that sense, please let me do a part-time job.”

“Um… Ms. Kim Sa-rang. Even if you say ‘in that sense’ as soon as you enter the cafe, I don’t know.”

“In novels, isn’t this one line used to explain the whole story?”

“That’s true. Before I beat you up, could you explain it properly?”

Early morning.

The only daughter of [Changcheon Sword Master], who came to the store less than 30 minutes after opening.

Eunha pressed her temple at Kim Sa-rang’s bold first greeting.

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On the TV hanging on the cafe wall, a series of quiet incidents are played.

Kang Na-ri, who is getting all cocky over the news, is an eyesore.

‘Why does my head keep hurting…’

I have a headache today.

My head feels full and my enlarged brain feels like it’s being crushed by my skull.

What did I eat wrong yesterday?

“Then let me say it again… Eunha Doryeo (道侶). Do you need any help? I think it would be good if Mommy worked part-time here.”

“… … Do you know how to work part-time at a coffee shop?”

“Drink your coffee well.”

First of all, that blockhead must have eaten something wrong.

Eunha, who was guarding the cash register, looks around, avoiding Kim Sa-rang’s sparkling eyes.

Isn’t this something the boss should be doing?

But even though I looked around the cafe, all I could see was Kang Na-ri bickering with Ban Harin in the kitchen, and I couldn’t see the rabbit girl Eun Bang-ul.

Feeling puzzled, Galaxy calls the girl’s name.

“Bangul?”

“I’m here!”

Then, under the Milky Way’s large chest… a silver bell that had been hiding under the warm shade popped out.

The rabbit ears, pressed down by the yellow baker’s hat, wiggled from side to side.

I couldn’t see it at all.

Why on earth do you hide in a place like that?

Kim Sa-rang’s surprised gaze, saying, “You really didn’t see that?” is very concerning.

Eunha looked straight at Kim Sa-rang, who was wearing a black dobok, and grabbed Eunbangul’s soft rabbit ears one by one, playing with them until she felt better.

“Bangul-ah. Do you need part-timers at the cafe? There’s me, Kang Na-ri, and Ban Ha-rin too?”

“I am not an employee.”

“Do you need a temporary part-time job? I asked you to do it anyway, Sister Hayang. ”

“Sister Hayang…?”

“If she’s pretty, she’s my sister.”

A rabbit girl who bursts into laughter at the touch of a hand stroking her ear.

Silver Bang-ul, who was leaning her head on Eunha’s smooth abdomen, took out her smartphone and showed a text message.

It was a long text filled with the mother’s concerns.

Guild leader Kim Ha-yang has poor eyesight, so another guild member must have written it and sent it instead.

[Academy] Kim Sa-rang, who has no friends and has never worked part-time, wants to develop her social skills by working part-time at a cafe.

If possible, it would be more comfortable to work in a place where people you know work.

In addition, Kim Sa-rang’s salary was provided by [Changcheon Sword].

There are also traces of large sums of money being exchanged, such as bribes or commission fees.

“Oh my God, you sent me to be the bodyguard of the Milky Way. Isn’t society so dangerous these days?”

“That’s true.”

Eunha rubbed the back of her neck as she looked at the photo of the guild leader, Kim Ha-yang, who was so neat and tidy that it was admirable at the end of the text.

Not only is it amazing that the guild leader goes to great lengths to do this kind of favor, but the person who took a picture of their guild leader’s grandson is also amazing.

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The announcer’s voice flows out from the TV.

I’ve heard the voice somewhere, but I can’t remember it.

Anyway, the problem now is whether Kim Sa-rang is working part-time or not.

However, since Guild Leader Kim Ha-yang sent a text message, the cafe owner Eun Bang-ul seemed to welcome the arrival of a new part-timer.

Or maybe you’re thinking of increasing your staff because you’re bored when there are no customers.

For Bangul, who had an unusually large amount of money, the most important factor in hiring part-time workers seemed to be whether or not they were fun… or whether they were helpful to Eunha.

In that sense, the stone-headed schoolgirl who was friendly with Eunha but was obsessed with the concept of a swordsman was a very interesting person to the rabbit girl.

“… … Yes! Hiring! Just tell me what time it rains, since you can come to the cafe starting today!”

“Okay.”

Eun Bang-ul shook hands with Kim Sa-rang, who extended her hand with a confident attitude, and smiled brightly like the sun.

『Here’s the news. From the street in Euncheon-gu…』

like that,

[Changcheon Sword Master]’s only daughter entered the cafe as the youngest.

… … .

… …

“I am only good at using my body, so you told me to treat you like a servant.”

“This is a cafe.”

“Leave the coffee bean cutting to me.”

“Use the machine.”

The black devil Kim Sa-rang.

She, who had just started working part-time at a cafe, was now clinging closely to Eunha’s side, receiving a simple handover of duties.

“Then, what are the working hours of Ms. Kim Sa-rang? On weekends and after finishing the academy, about two or three hours, right? Then, please keep a clear record of how many hours she worked each day.”

“Because I can’t give up my studies. Thank you for accepting my unreasonable request.”

Today, I stood behind the counter as a part-time worker, not a customer. With Eunha.

Next to her, the black carrier that Eunha always carries around is placed in a shaded place so as not to be noticed by others.

“So, what do you say when a guest comes?”

“Your Majesty…”

“Okay. Let’s leave the customer service aside and check out the warehouse first.”

Things like how to use a cash register or simple aid recipes.

Eunha explained in a surprisingly easy way what a cafe worker has to do.

Kim Sa-rang, who borrowed a cafe uniform and apron from Ban Harin, worked hard with her stone-like head to pick up every single grain of ‘wisdom’ that Eunha spoke of.

‘Galaxy Doryo… You seem smarter than the last time I saw you. You must be a coffee expert.’

It’s like looking up at the tree of wisdom.

It’s different from your stone-headed self.

The sight of him tapping his temple with his palm, perhaps because of a headache, and smiling faintly is almost decadent.

Kung!

Kim Sa-rang, who tried to imitate Eun-ha by hitting her temple with her fist, pretended not to be in pain and cried.

I felt like people were looking at me strangely, but I felt strangely proud because I thought a lot because my head hurt.

Is this headache really the task of intellectuals? I want to be this smart.

Kim Sa-rang, the blacksmith who has been enduring her headache, looks at Eun-ha with admiration as she continues to explain in a soft voice.

“Okay, I’m done checking inventory. What do you say we should do next?”

“I will hold the sword…”

“Euuum~. Was what I said a little difficult? Let’s think about it together.”

Eunha’s large chest, which keeps pushing up her uniform apron, keeps touching my arm, which breaks my concentration.

Kim Sa-rang blushed as she glanced at Eun-ha, who was teaching her step by step while standing next to her.

『Here’s the news. The tree of wisdom bears fruit. At [Euncheon Academy], D-class hunter Kim Sa-rang is found dead.』

“[Cheongryong Guild]’s Kang Na-ri and [Changcheon Swordsman]’s Kim Sa-rang… Eunha, you’ve gathered all these women well, right?”

News from TV.

Like Banharin’s grumbling, it flows by without anyone hearing it.

‘Cafe work… It’s surprisingly easy. I was worried for nothing.’

Just greet guests, wipe the table, take their orders…

……uh.

What was it?

Glance.

Kim Sa-rang looked around the cafe, keeping an eye on things.

Banharin sitting at a table near the cash register playing a laptop game.

Eunbangul writing a household account book in the break room.

Kang Na-ri, the debt collector, is busy hiding her face and glancing at Kim Sa-rang in the kitchen.

The café windows are covered in a layer of pure white frost, making it difficult to see the outside scenery.

“… … .”

And, the beauty in the ‘pure white dress’ sitting quietly at a table in the corner of the cafe.

He had been staring at the galaxy with his eyes half-open as if he was possessed by something.

“Good.”

The woman mutters with a sullen face.

Is that okay? I don’t think I ordered anything.

Is this like a galactic stalker?

But those worries were short-lived,

Kim Sa-rang, led to the kitchen by Eunha, followed her instructions and started making coffee.

“The recipes are all written in Kang Nari’s notebook, so it’s easier to do it by looking at it.”

“n, yes…”

Purungㅡ.

The galaxy that moved behind you.

She approaches Kim Sa-rang as if embracing her and begins to explain the recipe.

“Ah… My head hurts.”

He leans against Kim Sa-rang, holding his head with one hand.

Are you unconscious? Or is it intentional?

It’s not easy to concentrate when something soft is pressing against your back.

I don’t know about anything else, but at this moment, I’m glad I came to work at a cafe.

Let’s continue to work hard in the future,

Kim Sa-rang truly thought so.

“If you press this button, milk will come out.”

“Ah. Yes. The milk button… Yes. Thank you.”

“… … .”

I thought I heard a displeased sigh from a corner table in the distance, but I couldn’t hear it because of the distance.

Kim Sa-rang quietly makes a cafe latte as Eun-ha tells her and memorizes the recipe in her head.

So… Cafe Latte Recipe.

30ml of extracted coffee in 150ml of steamed milk.

There’s syrup and milk… and milk.

Soft and large milk.

This is a big deal.

All I can think of is milk.

Crunch. Crunch.

Just then the cafe door opened and a customer came in.

He heads to the checkout counter smelling like a wet animal.

Eunha, who had briefly moved away from Kim Sa-rang, fills a mug with steamed milk and places it on the table.

“Okay. So now you want to try making it yourself?…… Do you remember the recipe?”

“Milk.”

“Okay, I’ll let you know again.”

like that,

After some time,

I took a look around the cafe and looked for the most suitable job for Kim Sa-rang.

“… … Who said that there is no such thing as noble or humble work? Mr. Geom-Gwi shines the most when he is washing dishes.”

“Hmm.”

Eunha could see the self-proclaimed swordsman washing the dishes with a dignified attitude.

That woman is really good at physical work.

“Learn how to make coffee slowly. I will continue to teach you.”

“Can I do it?”

“I don’t know, so I’m learning.”

At least that’s what Kim Sa-rang said today.