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    It was only for this day that the man wandered through the sea of information for such a long time.

    ‘It’s today.’

    If not today, I don’t know how long I will have to wait.

    CC Inside, the largest community in Korea.

    Hunter Gallery, one of the major galleries, is full of information and rumors about all kinds of hunters.

    Of course, Son Si-woo is also included among them.

    No, the stakes for him were the highest.

    We attempt countless verifications to find the one true thing hidden among countless lies.

    There are two types of information that were successfully verified.

    Son Si-woo, who is drunk, likes to talk to his driver and sometimes appears at a bar in Gangnam when he wants to drink alone.

    ‘All preparations are complete.’

    I obtained my driver’s license through a rigorous test and spent several days lounging around here.

    He appeared.

    ‘Now if only I come out… .’

    He came out faster than I thought.

    He appeared with a quite drunk face and was standing in front of his car, looking up at the sky with an expression that seemed to be thinking deeply about something.

    ‘Now.’

    I slowly approach the person waiting for the assistant manager and say hello.

    “You called the assistant manager, right?”

    “Ah, you are the substitute driver.”

    He gave me a disapproving look at first, but he soon felt reassured and handed me the car keys.

    The man drove the car at a not very fast speed.

    The distance from here to where he lives is approximately 20 minutes.

    ‘If you go a little slower, about 30 minutes… .’

    I had to get the answer I wanted from him within that time.

    A golden scale had already been summoned next to the man.

    However, it was not as huge as when it first appeared, but was a mini size the size of the palm of one’s hand.

    “Is the driver married?”

    “Oh, no.”

    The conversation started.

    He continued to talk with a hearty laugh typical of a drunk person.

    It almost seems as if there is no one to talk to on a regular basis.

    While we were talking about trivial things like people we like or marriage, we were wondering how to bring up a topic related to business.

    “I envy your youth. When I was young too… .”

    The opportunity presented itself.

    Son Si-woo was the first to talk about youth.

    After making appropriate jokes, the man hinted at him with a question.

    “If Hunter and I could switch bodies, would you do it?”

    “The driver and I?”

    He was lost in thought for a moment in response to a question that others would have laughed and brushed aside.

    Soon he said.

    “Isn’t that too low?”

    Oh, it’s ruined.

    I never thought I would get an answer like that.

    ‘In the video, you say you’re jealous of youth, you bastard!’

    Was it just a lie to empower students?

    He was discouraged.

    He spoke with a self-deprecating smile.

    “As expected, Hunter, you have a lot… .”

    okay.

    Why would a person who has already achieved everything at a young age start over from scratch?

    When the flame of hope is about to go out.

    “No, no, not me, but the driver.”

    His one word did not rekindle the spark, but rather it burned it down.

    “yes… ?”

    His answer was shocking.

    “If you have youth, anything is possible, but it would be a waste to exchange it for someone like me. “Isn’t that right?”

    With every word he said, the scale began to sway.

    He increased the value of his youth and lowered the value of his life.

    Also, the man thought about those words.

    ‘Youth is such an amazing thing.’

    As he was just browsing the Internet world in the corner of his room, he realized a little about the value of youth, which he had no idea about, and his value increased even further.

    The oscillating scale soon became quiet.

    The location has been reversed.

    The weight that had been endlessly focused on Son Si-woo was completely reversed.

    [Value has been converted. The user’s value is higher than the other person’s value.]

    The man was delighted to see himself sinking to the floor with added value.

    Rather than knowing that her youth was worth it, she was just happy that she could switch bodies with him.

    To him, who suffered from severe lovesickness, there was nothing of higher value than her.

    “Huh, Hunter. This… .”

    He looked at the check for one million won in my hand.

    He only gives the money he has never received from anyone to the substitute driver.

    Thinking that a man of that level of wealth would soon become him made me feel like electricity was flowing through my whole body.

    With the check roughly stuffed into his pocket, he said his final goodbyes to Son Si-woo.

    “I think I like Hunter’s body better than mine.”

    Perhaps because he thought that she was simply envious of him, he blurted out his gratitude.

    ‘I don’t know what will happen in the future.’

    After thanking Son Si-woo for giving up his entire life to him, the man rushed to his house in a hurry.

    “D, equivalent exchange! “Change my body with Son Si-woo!”

    The small scale inflated its body in an instant.

    [The other person’s body is worth less than your body. Are you willing to trade at a loss?]

    [Yes/No]

    ‘Yes’ and ‘No’ appeared before my eyes.

    He had been raising his hand to ‘Yes’ without thinking, but barely managed to stop his finger.

    “Oh, no.”

    There is no need to run a losing business.

    If your value is higher, you can add more conditions to him, but why bother?

    After thinking hard, he added a few conditions to him.

    The scale fluctuates depending on the conditions.

    The conditions were set so that parallelism could be achieved without an inch of error.

    [The two objects are perfectly equal in value. Do you want to trade?]

    [Yes/No]

    He looked down at his body one last time.

    A rotten body with no good aspects to be seen in any corner.

    Of course, my own laziness had a huge influence on this, but whatever.

    “Now my life like a gutter is over!”

    He laughed maniacally and punched the ‘Yes’ button.

    “ah… .”

    At the same time, a strong water horse attacked him.

    * * *

    Strange sensations sweep through my entire body.

    A cool sensation as if you had taken off the clothes you had been wearing for a long time and were now naked.

    In addition to the sense of liberation that I have finally taken off even the last layer of skin, I feel a sense of control, as if I can grasp with my hands everything that surrounds me.

    Ahhh.

    It feels like I have someone at my feet that I had to invest thousands and tens of thousands of hours to master.

    If you lightly flick your finger, it turns into a flame and burns brightly, and if you lightly wave the other hand, the wind follows the movement.

    A sense of omnipotence fills my body, that I can do anything.

    Right then.

    The fall has begun.

    Everything that was soaring high in the sky is thrown towards the floor.

    No no!

    I don’t want to miss it.

    I wave my arms obscenely and struggle so as not to forget the sensation I just felt.

    Some things are lost, others are held tightly in hand.

    Finally, something was added to the body that had been falling in vain.

    The feeling of changing into new clothes instead of old ones.

    As usual with new clothes, I am covered with an uncomfortable and unfamiliar sensation, as if they do not fit my body yet.

    “… raw.”

    Anyway, when I think about it, I can now sleep uncomfortably again.

    Cancankang!

    “Student Dojin!”

    “Ugh!”

    The noise of a strong knock on the iron door and a voice calling me pulled my consciousness to the surface.

    “ah… , what.”

    I think I was having a very pleasant dream.

    Cancan!

    “Student Dojin, are you okay?”

    “… … ?”

    Did I drink alcohol last night and fall asleep in a cheap motel room instead of at home? ?

    It’s not.

    I definitely came home chatting happily with my young substitute driver friend… , After that, I fell asleep in the guest room.

    “Where am I… ?”

    When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a completely different place.

    Thump thump!

    “Student Dojin, if you wake up, would you like to open the door?”

    I looked around and saw that it wasn’t a motel room.

    Looking at the mess here and there, it’s clear that someone lives there.

    Is this the house of a student named Do-jin, as called by the woman standing outside and knocking on the door?

    “Student Dojin!”

    ah.

    My mind is confused.

    I don’t know what happened, but I have to start by sending away the woman standing outside the door.

    Remove the old lock from the door.

    “and… “Isn’t this something I only used when I was young?”

    The feeling is new.

    When I started living alone in a single room, the lock looked exactly like this.

    click!

    When I carefully opened the door and went out, there stood a woman full of mature beauty.

    “and… .”

    It was a look that just made you admire it.

    I think he was in his early to mid 30s.

    The gray dress that reveals the curves of her large breasts and buttocks makes it difficult to know where to place her gaze.

    I think that’s the new city micro-look or something, the fashion that’s been heating up the Internet.

    To avoid being rude, I crane my neck up to see her face.

    It feels like it’s somewhere between Missy and Missy.

    Big eyes and dense red lips attract attention.

    by the way.

    How tall is this woman… ?

    I remember my height was around 185cm, but if I were to look up, it would be okay.

    “Student Dojin, it’s okay… ?”

    Her eyes, which appear innocent enough for her age, are full of worry.

    My body automatically responded to her worried question.

    “Oh, hello, ma’am.”

    It’s a lady!

    With my mouth moving at will, I called a woman who looked a lot younger than me, “Ajumma.”

    As I got older, did this snout lose its sense of purpose? .

    However, the woman doesn’t even seem to be offended.

    Is it an angel?

    “I came up to give him side dishes, but I kept hearing him groaning inside… .”

    indeed.

    In her hands were as many as five containers of side dishes.

    Did you come up to bring these to the person living in this room?

    Aren’t you an angel?

    “Oh my, look at this sweat.”

    The woman who put the side dishes aside wiped the sweat from my forehead with her sleeve.

    It’s an angel, that’s right.

    “Ugh.”

    Is it because it’s been a while since I’ve touched a woman?

    The scent of the woman’s skin gently touching my forehead is very strong.

    The distance between faces is very narrow.

    If you exhale just a little harder, you will hear the sound and the smell will be transmitted to the other person.

    Her clear eyes are staring here.

    I feel like I’m going to be sucked into it… .

    “huh?”

    Something is strange.

    She is facing me now, so it must be me that is reflected in her clear eyes.

    Who on earth is that?

    “Student Dojin… ?”

    Without realizing it, I took a step closer.

    The distance from her became closer.

    The woman, embarrassed by this, calls my name with an awkward smile.

    “My Name… ?”

    Obviously, the name the woman called me was Dojin, but why is that my name?

    Why am I taking this so naturally?

    “Hmm, maybe something is very bad somewhere.”

    The woman’s two hands each came out and placed on her forehead.

    “I don’t think you have a fever.”

    My mind is confused.

    Tension creeps over my entire body.

    “ah… .”

    I felt mildly dizzy.

    When I unknowingly stumbled against one wall, she held my arm.

    “Student Dojin! “Why are you dizzy?”

    “Yes, a little… .”

    I answer without thinking and lower my head.

    The downcast gaze shows something that should not be seen.

    My stomach is incredibly bloated.

    I can’t see anything about what my feet look like.

    “Ship, ship… ?”

    I stretch out my hand that was supporting the wall and touch my stomach directly.

    If you can see that it conveys the same texture, it is definitely mine.

    That makes it even more strange.

    My body, which experienced a complete transformation while becoming an S-class hunter, must have been unable to gain weight no matter how much I ate.

    Suddenly, a dizzying thought passes through my head.

    This body may not be mine.

    The moment I had that thought, my entire brain throbbed and felt intense pain.

    “Ugh!”

    I thought I had become accustomed to all the pain that humans can feel after fighting monsters for decades.

    Even I collapsed to the ground, holding my head in unbearable pain.

    “Student Dojin!”

    A woman who sits down with an urgent voice. No, a lady.

    It’s overflowing.

    I remember being locked in a corner and being put on hold for a while.

    Not Son Si-woo, but the life of Kim Do-jin, the owner of this body.

    It began to pour in in an ever clearer form.

    “Stick… !”

    Something unbelievable happened.

    This bastard, the substitute driver who drove my car last night!

    I jumped out holding Son Si-woo’s body!

    “You bastard… , Kyaaaak!”

    Memories accumulated over 20 years flood in like a tsunami.

    The added anger causes shock.

    The mind finds it difficult to accept all of this and sinks deep beneath the surface.

    “Dojin student, Dojin student!”

    My vision is getting… , It went far away.

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