Scribble?

Scribble?

 

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[I’m asking this out of genuine curiosity.

– When I look at posts related to Ha-eun, I see people who seem to like her to an excessive degree.

Of course, it’s true that she’s pretty, cute, kind, lovable, smart, and has an adorable smile.

But I don’t understand why they like her that much. Can someone explain the reason?]

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ㄴ ???: I don’t understand why I like Ha-eun so much (posts 30 video clips of Ha-eun, has about 50 praise posts)

ㄴ It’s really like that lololololol You say you don’t understand, but you like her more than anyone elselololololol

ㄴ Hahahahahahaha Soon you’ll probably even cosign a loan if Ha-eun asks.

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Although the hunter profession has become standardized and much more stable compared to the past.

Because it’s fundamentally a job that risks one’s life, there was an unconsciously tense atmosphere.

As a result, hunters were generally sensitive and sharp-tempered.

However, after Ha-eun started living at the association, that atmosphere has softened considerably.

For example, popular posts in the hunter community always had people fighting regardless of the topic.

But since Ha-eun appeared, such posts have been gradually decreasing, so Ha-eun was unknowingly taking care of the hunters’ mental health.

Many hunters, being sensitive, noticed this trend.

One curious hunter openly expressed this question.

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[I’m saying this because Ha-eun was mentioned below.

– Haven’t people become gentler since Ha-eun came to the association? In the past, fights would break out at the slightest provocation.

These days, people just frown and walk past, they’ve become that mild.]

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ㄴ I think it’s because of Ha-eun therapy. I also felt my anger decrease after seeing Ha-eun.

It seems like they remember working together during that previous terrorist incident investigation? You know how people tend to get closer after fighting together once. That kind of feeling, I guess.

Forget all that, the truth is they’re doing it because Ha-eun is cute. I guarantee it. Ah, I should go see Ha-eun again. See ya.

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The result obtained from expressing doubts was unexpectedly cooperation.

A belief that although they are competitors, they can become allies whenever a crisis situation arises.

It was a natural fact since they were bound by the association, but perhaps because they had been living individual lives for a long time, they had forgotten this.

Thanks to Ha-eun, they were reminded of this once again.

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[In that sense, check out Ha-eun’s fashion show. She’s wearing shark pajamas now.

– This is why I live the hunter life. I’m going to sponsor her right away.]

Ah – Haven’t you done it yet? I’ve already done 500,000 won.

‘100’

Hahahahahahaha At this rate, Ha-eun will become the richest.

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As a result, without realizing it themselves, a sense of community as colleagues rather than hostility from competition began to emerge little by little.

Unlike before, a gradually softening feeling began to envelop the association.

* * * * *

I glared at the silly tail that was swaying back and forth, then let out a big sigh.

It was extremely, very, incredibly happy to be able to build a solid lair with the help of others, but…

I felt sorry for causing trouble to so many people.

‘They’re all such nice people, they didn’t show it outwardly.’

It wasn’t common to not only help but also use personal funds to assist in building my lair, so.

I closed my eyes tightly, feeling that I couldn’t just let this kindness pass.

‘So what would be the best way to handle this?’

Ha-eun is still not skilled enough to return as much as she received.

Nevertheless, thinking that she should do her best with what she can, she thought of things she could do to repay.

After thinking for a while, she came up with three ideas.

The first was to make delicious food.

The second was to run errands.

The last was to give massages.

Of course, there were other ideas like ‘healing’, but.

This could only be used when someone was injured, and healing was something that should be done naturally, so it wasn’t included in the repayment plan.

Anyway, while making these plans and writing them down diligently on scrap paper.

Chae-a, who had been watching me intently from the side, seemed to want to write something on the scrap paper too, and made gestures waving her hand.

Seeing this, I handed her the pen I was holding, and she bowed to me with a very bright smile.

‘She seems to have learned from my actions.’

Thinking that I should be more careful with my actions from now on.

Chae-a draws a long line with the pen and giggles.

Then she draws a few bumpy circles and confidently tells me.

“This is Ha-euni!”

“Me?”

“Yes. Ha-eun is this cute!”

I’m smiling happily, grateful that she drew me for me.

Chae-a seems to have thought of something, stops moving her hand, and says something towards the drawing.

“Let’s play together…!”

Because she asked to play together while looking at the drawing.

At first, I thought Chae-a was creating an imaginary friend and asking to play together.

Wriggling.

Surprisingly, the lines of the drawing escape from the paper and pop out.

I was so amazed by this sight that I just stared blankly.

The drawings Chae-a had drawn earlier began to bounce and dance in front of us.

“Wow.”

I couldn’t help but exclaim at the beautiful and dreamy scene.

While I was realizing that Chae-a’s ability was more incredible than I had imagined, my eyes sparkling.

Chae-a spoke somewhat seriously to the living drawings.

“From now on, you must protect Ha-eun! Understand!?”

With popping sounds, the drawings approach me.

I blinked and waved my hand to indicate it was okay, but.

They seem to prioritize Chae-a’s words over mine and don’t intend to move away.

“Hehe.”

Chae-a, watching this, smiled with satisfaction.

Then she burrowed into my arms and nuzzled her face against me.

As I thought Chae-a was like a puppy and stroked her head, a question suddenly came to mind, and I asked her.

“Chae-a, can the drawings hear and understand?”

(Chae-a, can these drawings lift this?)

Pointing to a desk too large for a child to lift, I checked just in case.

Chae-a tilted her head and looked at me.

Then, with sparkling eyes, she asked the drawings to lift the desk.

‘It probably won’t work, right?’

Besides, the drawings looked so flimsy that they seemed incapable of lifting even a pillow, let alone a desk.

So, thinking not to expect much, I watched.

Contrary to my expectations, the drawings Chae-a had made easily lifted the desk with their bodies and started making ‘meung meung’ sounds.

“Wow, the drawings are amazing…!”

Seeing this, Chae-a stood up, clapped her hands excitedly.

Then she approached the drawings and started dancing, swaying her body.

I found myself smiling and applauding at the sight.

*

After the passionate dance ended.

I, Chae-a, and the drawings all lay down together, looking up at the ceiling.

Being a hospital room, it was just a plain white ceiling.

But still, being together like this was enjoyable in its own way, I thought as we lay quietly.

The drawings gathered around us and started fanning us, fluttering about.

“It’s the wind!”

Perhaps due to the cool breeze, Chae-a laughed gleefully.

Suddenly, as if tired, she stretched out and fell asleep right there.

I was thinking that babies surely sleep a lot and was about to bring a blanket.

“Meung.”

I couldn’t help but be amazed to see the drawings already dragging blankets over.

‘Impressive.’

Thinking they were incredibly smart, perhaps because Chae-a made them, I patted the drawings on their heads.

The drawings seemed extremely happy that I was patting their heads and started wiggling and making “meung meung” sounds.

‘Their behavior is similar to Chae-a’s.’

As I was thinking that maybe they were similar because Chae-a created them, giggling to myself.

The drawings seemed to want me to go to sleep quickly too, as they brought another blanket and covered me with it.

Feeling the cozy touch, I thought it was nice and closed my eyes, thinking about what to do tomorrow.

*

When I came to my senses, it was morning.

I wiped Chae-a’s face, who was drooling while snuggling against me, and tried to get up from my spot.

But because the drawings were huddled together sleeping on top of me, I couldn’t bring myself to get up.

‘Should I wake them?’

At first, I thought about waking them since it was morning.

But remembering how they brought me blankets and pillows last night, I shook my head.

‘They worked hard, so it’s better to let them sleep more.’

So, thinking I should stay still so as not to wake them, I was lying there blankly.

When someone entered the hospital room with a cheerful voice.

“Ha-eun!”

The voice I hear seems to be Seo-rin’s.

I’m smiling brightly, happy to meet Seo-rin from the morning.

As Seo-rin looks at me like that, about to shout.

“Huh? Doodles?”

She shows a puzzled reaction seeing the drawings sleeping on my belly.

“What is this?”

I wonder how I should explain it.

After thinking for a moment, I decide it’s best to explain one by one, so I point to Chae-a and say.

“Chae-a drew pictures very hard to make them come alive.”

“Hmm! I see.”

Seo-rin seemed to have trouble understanding what I said.

But as if wanting to show that she’s trying her best to believe me, she nods with an exaggerated gesture.

Seeing Seo-rin like this, I had no choice but to carefully wake up the drawings and say.

“It’s morning.”

At those words, the drawings wriggled and got up.

Seeing this scene, Seo-rin screamed loudly in shock.

“B-bugs!”

Actually, up to this point, there wasn’t a big problem.

Since Chae-a’s drawings were black and wriggly, it was understandable for others to misinterpret them.

So screaming itself was okay, but.

‘The problem is…’

Chae-a, who was so proud of drawing such pictures last night.

Had been watching this whole situation.