episode_0011

#2

Ding!!

That’s the girl.

A young child who often visited the convenience store wearing shabby-looking tracksuits and looking disheveled.

There seemed to be no one who looked like a parent.

Otherwise, there would be no way they would have left a child like that.

Yeonwoo recalled the day the child first came to this convenience store.

This was a child who carried around three carriers that were bigger than his body.

It’s unclear whether he was kicked out of his home or ran away, but the circumstances certainly seemed complicated.

That’s why at first I tried not to care.

In today’s world, how miserable would life be if you did something kind to a preschooler who might be a runaway and then got hit in the back of the head?

However, Yeonwoo couldn’t help but worry as she watched the child’s increasingly messy appearance.

Should I call it compassion?

Above all, it was so sad to see him come by every now and then, perhaps because he had no money, and only buy a small cup of ramen and leave.

‘Shall I ask? What’s the matter? If he ran away, wouldn’t it be better to go back home? No. This is just a pointless meddling.’

As expected, the child came to the counter holding only a bowl of Yukgaejang noodles.

What was on the counter was a crumpled, one-thousand-won bill.

Yeonwoo, who had accepted the money, hesitated for a while and then carefully opened her mouth.

“Hey kid, I have one leftover scrap. Do you want it?”

“… Yes?”

#3

As I was trying to pay for the Yukgaejang, a part-timer suddenly spoke to me.

“Hey kid, I have one leftover scrap. Do you want it?”

dispose?

Are you talking about discarded triangle kimbap or discarded lunch boxes?

If it were normal, I might have been obsessed with the word ‘kid’ and had a seizure, but it’s been too long since I’ve had white rice in my mouth.

I’d rather hear the word ‘kid’ a hundred times over if only it could be discarded.

Churp.

Oops.

I found myself drooling without realizing it.

Then, the part-timer’s face distorted fiercely.

Oh, I’m sorry. Don’t make such a scary face.

I wiped the floor where the saliva had fallen with my sleeve.

“Ah, no. Why that… . Sigh. Anyway, do you need to discard it?”

“Yes! Please!!”

“Yeah… .”

The part-timer bent down, took out two seemingly normal lunch boxes from inside, and held them out to me.

Two fish cutlet lunch boxes. There must have been a reason why they didn’t sell well enough to be thrown away.

Fish cutlet is a food that people either like or dislike.

Of course, in today’s country, you can eat anything.

“I think it would be delicious if I told Sol to eat rice rolled in his eyes like before… .”

“Huh? Kid. What did you say??”

“Ah. It’s nothing. Uh, anyway. Are you just giving me this?”

“… Okay. If there are any scraps left over in the future, I will give them to you often, so come and visit me.”

“Oh my gosh! Really!?”

“Yeah. But, who can I tell? That I threw it away.”

“Of course!”

Who would go around bragging about this for good?

There’s no need for competitors to appear.

If by any chance a competitor for the discard pile were to arise, I would bring out the witch’s true power and drive him out.

So, I hummed along excitedly as I returned to my shabby lodgings after receiving two fish cutlet lunch boxes from the convenience store.

“Hehehe! Not only is he handsome, he’s also kind-hearted. I guess looks and personality are proportional!?”

Uh… Wait a minute, then why is my teacher’s personality like that?

Oh, that’s right. Aren’t the size of a woman’s breasts and her personality inversely proportional?

I wonder if my personality will become more annoying as my breasts grow bigger. I quickly emptied my fish cutlet lunch box while thinking about that.

I have to eat the one left before it spoils. I have to eat it for dinner tonight.

After filling my stomach, I had time to reflect on how I should live my future life.

Life is like that.

Aren’t philosophers originally all high-ranking people? How can they think about philosophy and life in such dire circumstances where their stomachs are starving?

First, growing up as a glamorous person. This was a dream I never gave up on ever since I became a sickly, slender, pretty girl.

However, it was a difficult situation to achieve right away. So it would be right to wait at least until Walpurgis Night, the witches’ festival season.

Next!

Fixed income.

A steady income was needed, even to secure a workshop or a place to live.

However, as you can see, it is impossible to do part-time work, manual labor, or daily labor with this poor body, so I thought of another way.

Just use the Hunter Gallery.

The Hunter Gallery boasted a size that was considered large even within the community, and due to the nature of the gallery, it was visited by many hunters and Awakened people.

When there are hunters, there is bound to be demand.

People who desperately needed the help of Awakened or Hunters gathered, and a separate request tab existed just for them.

This was a good thing for the Awakened and Hunters, except for the problems like naming and shit that ruined the community.

In fact, the fact that the Hunter Gallery is relatively more lenient on the two issues mentioned above compared to other galleries is also due to the existence of the request tab.

It’s good for the client because they can borrow the power of hunters that are hard to find, and it’s good for the hunters because they can earn a decent amount of pocket money and build up their reputation.

In other words, for me, a famous named user of the Hunter Gallery, it was the best way to make money.

If I use my online reputation, it will be a breeze to get clients!

Of course, at this point some people might have questions.

‘But, you. You’re neither a Hunter nor an Awakened One, right?’

right.

However, to the eyes of ordinary people who do not have this ability, both the magic used by witches and the abilities used by hunters are incomprehensible phenomena. It is even more impossible to distinguish them.

Didn’t the Master say that you just have to avoid being caught by the high-ranking Awakened Ones?

So, there is no problem if you pretend to be an awakened person.

He even pulled out the bull’s horn in one go.

After logging into the Hunter Gallery, I went straight to the Request tab and wrote a post.

As for the ability level… let’s make it around level 3.

Because from level 2 and above, the numbers are so small that they can be identified.

Those who have reached the third level of awakening are eligible to enter the Hunter Academy. Of course, that doesn’t mean that everyone can enter the Academy.

In other words, they were the 3rd-grade Awakened who had Hunter-level power but had not yet become Hunters. They were the most active class in the Hunter Gallery.

[I accept requests. Awakened rank 3. I accept all requests except for illegal requests such as murder or assassination.] (S-class glamorous high school girl in the province)

: I accept requests. Please leave a message in the guestbook.

The cost will be determined based on the mission.

Minimum order amount: 100,000 won

For reference, the cost of 100,000 won was the average minimum request price set by 3rd-grade awakeners.

Normally, if you are a newbie problem solver, the rule is to reflect it a little cheaper than the market price, but this does not apply to me, a super named user in the Hunter Gallery.

After posting the article, I spent some time repairing the house that was in shambles due to the wind.

And when I checked the article again, I could see that there were quite a few comments.

– What the heck?? This guy was an awakened person? (Yeah)

– You have small breasts and you’re a 3rd level awakened person? Hehehe (National Power Level Hunter)

– Hahaha, that’s weird. Most awakened people have big breasts. Were you a guy who was dumped by a real woman, not a washboard? (Level 2 awakened person)

– What is the spirit of receiving 100,000 won from the beginning? (ㅇㅇ)

So now this guy who’s been writing nonsense and swearing like a b*tch is a 3rd class guy??

It’s full of low-level aggro’s who are ardently jealous of me.

When on earth did you see me that you were talking about my small chest? I was so angry that I wanted to swear at you in the reply, but I held back because I needed to maintain my image in order to survive in the request tab.

Let’s be patient. What I need to look at is the guestbook, not the comments of those losers who envy me.

What if there are twenty of them stacked up?

I went into the guestbook of the account profile, imagining happy thoughts.

but.

Surprisingly, there was only one entry in the guestbook.

What is this?

Is this a really fun hidden camera?

Are you really going to throw away the opportunity to get help from a super S-class glamorous witch like this?

Because they seem like ridiculous guys.

With a seething heart, I checked the only guestbook entry.

I am honored to be the first customer of the beautiful witch.

but….

[ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋYou fucking idiot] (Yeah)

???

What the heck is this kid?

Why did you come to Ganggye and start a fight?

You weren’t even my first customer?

I wrote a new letter with rage and care, letter by letter.

[I’ll say it again. I’ve received a request. I’m a 3rd-class awakened person] (A S-class glamorous high school girl in the province)

: And. There are some idiots who keep talking nonsense about having small breasts, so I warn you. Stop talking before I curse you.

Minimum order amount: 80,000 won

Why did you lower the price from 100,000 won to 80,000 won?

… is my heart.

When I finally signed the first contract, I had already written three more posts and the minimum transaction price had dropped to 60,000 won.

Among the 3rd grade awakened people, I received the commission at the lowest price.

At this point, am I not an ecosystem disruptor?

Is this the power of a S-class pretty witch?

I was swallowing my tears while achieving such a mental victory.

Anyway, the first request was as follows.

‘There’s someone who keeps stealing food from the goshiwon refrigerator. Please catch him.’

… No matter how I looked at it, it didn’t seem like a problem that a 3rd level Awakener could solve, but I accepted it anyway.

I need money.