episode_0019

Mulberry bread~♪ Mulberry bread~♪… Beep–.

Eunha’s cell phone rings with a ringtone that she has never heard before.

When I answer the phone while preparing dinner, I hear Ban Harin’s cold yet beautiful voice.

“Hello, Mr. Banharin?”

ㅡ Hello, Eunha. Do you like your new ringtone? This is the main BGM included in the ‘Raising Pbangsilpong’ game.

Her question about the new ringtone was full of shamelessness.

“That’s cute. When did you change my ringtone?”

ㅡ Do you remember when you were sitting intimately with me in the morning, shoulder to shoulder? Then I took a peek.

“I didn’t notice it at all. It’s really obvious…”

ㅡ These are the basic qualifications of a low-level office worker.

While boiling bibim noodles, I talked to Ban Harin over the cell phone.

A regular customer whom I have known for three years approaches me without any hesitation, as if I were a close childhood friend.

“Yes, yes. But you know you shouldn’t play pranks like that on Bang Bang, right? Our Bang Bang doesn’t like having his things messed with.”

– Of course I know. Isn’t that why I always listen to Eunbangul’s nagging?

“Bul-Bul is nagging me? Why?”

ㅡ Because whenever I get the chance, I talk to Eunha. Like now.

The self-proclaimed ordinary office worker also had a talent for pickpocketing and flirting.

Aren’t you embarrassed to say something like that?

Eunha burst out laughing as if it were absurd, and Ban Harin joked that she should take better care of her belongings.

Although she is an icy woman who rarely shows her emotions, her pride in teasing Eunha is clearly visible even through the phone.

ㅡ At this time… are you preparing dinner?

“That’s correct. Do I have a camera in my house?”

ㅡ Weren’t you interrupted by a sudden phone call?

“Not at all. You can call me anytime, Mr. Banharin. I just happened to be bored.”

– If that’s the case, I’m relieved. Anyway, that’s why I’m calling… I have something important to say to Eunha.

Eunha came out to the living room carrying the finished bibim noodles, sat down on the sofa and tilted her head. What do you have to say?

A story that a cafe regular would have to tell to an employee… It’s not easy to imagine.

If I had to say it, it would probably be cafe-related.

Since Eunha is on vacation until tomorrow, isn’t there a problem related to work?

Eunha’s question turned out to be more accurate than expected.

ㅡ It is difficult to provide detailed information as it is confidential, but a fatal accident occurred within the company. Because the accident was so sudden, an emergency meeting was called, and I also have to attend the meeting tomorrow morning.

“Well… everything’s going well, Mr. Banharin, right?”

ㅡ Is there anything wrong with me? But I’m quite happy to hear Eunha’s concern. If you don’t mind, I ask you to worry until I am satisfied.

“It’s rude, so I’ll stop worrying.”

– Wow – this is shameful.

He resolutely kept his mouth shut after receiving Ban Harin’s inaudible jeers.

This person is all good, but somehow he’s tired.

I guess I keep getting caught up in the other side’s pace… It feels like a straw is stuck in the top of my head and my energy is being sucked out.

Anyway, aside from that, I understand what Banharin is trying to say.

Since I can’t work a short-term part-time job at a cafe due to work, I guess Eunha is asking Eunha to fill that vacancy.

Isn’t she the one who was working as a short-term part-time worker instead of Eunha to begin with?

Of course, this is a request that I will accept.

ㅡ … … What does that mean? Eunha, please stop talking nonsense and rest quietly.

Eunha guessed that and was about to get ready for work, but…

Ban Harin’s handling of the work was more unconventional than expected.

“Huh? Then what about the cafe tomorrow? I heard I can’t come out because of work. I can’t let Bangul work alone…”

ㅡ I rented out a cafe. All day from 9am to 5pm.

“……what?”

ㅡ If Eunbangul is worried about working alone, wouldn’t it be okay to make him unable to work at all? At this point, Eunbangul needs to take a day off as well.

“what?”

ㅡ Well.

A regular customer gave the cafe owner paid vacation.

Is this right?

When a low-level office worker asked how much he paid for the rental, he said that having an emergency fund for emergencies is a basic requirement for an office worker.

Eunha, with a look of liberation on her face, leaned back on the sofa as if lying down.

I don’t know anymore. Good things are good, right?

After all, we’re on vacation until tomorrow.

ㅡ Therefore, I look forward to it.

“What?”

– Think about it. Eunbangul gave Eunha a paid vacation, and today I gave Eunbangul a paid vacation… So next time, wouldn’t it be Eunha’s turn to give me a paid vacation?

“Sometimes it’s hard for me to accept Mr. Ban Harin’s bullshit.”

ㅡHehe…

Eunha touched her forehead while listening to Ban Harin’s cold but beautiful laughter.

Although she looks like an emotionless doll on the outside, she is actually a mischievous and playful woman.

Today again, Eunha was slyly sucking up Eunha’s energy, and I couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

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“Whoa. It’s cool.”

Late evening.

After taking a shower, Eunha shook her hair and came out to the living room.

Perhaps because it was my first shower since my body changed, it took longer than usual.

Like my hair being longer than before… there were quite a few things I needed to pay more attention to than I thought.

Above all, my skin was very sensitive.

I used the shower towel I always used, but my skin became red. Should I use a softer material?

Aside from that minor problem, my current life wasn’t that bad.

‘Um…what do you think? ‘Good things are good, right?’

Eunha, barely wearing a towel, sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV.

What I felt after trying it now was that the area of the towel was not enough to cover my body with a single towel like in the cartoon.

Either the body would have to be as small as Baeul-i, or the towel would have to be very large.

Should I buy a large towel or bathrobe through home shopping?

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A news program called [Hunter 24 Hours] was broadcast on TV.

The screen shows the Hunter Association headquarters with the entrance blocked off with yellow tape, and agents in gray suits guarding the entrance.

And the dazzling flash barrage from numerous reporters continued.

This is the Hunter Association that went to ‘artifact inspection’ today. Had there been an accident?

An incident that caused the association to be shut down…

I hope nothing bad happens.

… … Surely it’s not because of the [Black Book]?

An ominous premonition passes through Eunha’s head.

She looked down at the [Black Book] on the living room table.

“…Did you do that?”

『… … .』

[The Black Book] stays silent despite Eunha’s questions.

Eunha, who had been having a snowball fight with the guy for a while, smiled and leaned back on the sofa.

Yes, what does a kid who ran away home because he didn’t want to undergo a thorough examination know?

It’s my fault for not being able to keep even a single book properly.

However, if someone uses my items carelessly and something goes wrong, is that also my fault?

This is a problem that needs to be thought about.

‘Mr. Ban Harin also said that there have been fatal accidents at the company… There are a lot of accidents these days.’

It would be nice if everyone was happy without any major accidents.

Eunha hoped that the Hunter Association would be safe in the future, and opened a can of cold beer from the refrigerator.

… … No, to be exact, I was trying to win.

“Woah, wait… are the cans frozen?”

Beer cans don’t matter.

Is this right?

I rolled around on the sofa, holding a small beer can with both hands.

However, as his body changed, his strength seemed to have weakened, and no matter how hard he tried, the beer can wouldn’t budge.

It feels like lifting a manhole cover all by myself.

“No matter what, this isn’t it…! If I can’t get this too, how are I supposed to pass the promotion exam next month…!”

How many minutes did he wrestle with the beer can?

In the end, Eunha, unable to bear the pain of her fingers, declared defeat.

The finger nail that was trying to open the can was broken and bleeding.

Eunha put the bloody beer can down on the table and sat down on the sofa.

… … okay. This is me.

Euncheon-gu’s soft fist.

Boneless chicken from Saetbyeol Apartment.

‘You can’t drink beer after taking a shower? There’s a cold beer right in front of you?’

Eunha was glaring at the beer can as if she were very angry, but she soon sighed and turned off the TV.

okay. Good is good.

Because alcohol is bad for your body… Although Eunha is fine because she has the [Self-Healing] skill, she has never been drunk or suffered from a hangover before.

I need to take this opportunity to quit drinking.

‘I’ll have to take it to a cafe later and ask Bangly to open a can for me.’

I lost the taste of alcohol. Then it’s time to sleep.

It’s not even 10 PM yet, but I’m very tired these days. Does the pain I received from the [Red Woman] remain in my body?

Excited. Excited. Excited.

When I thought of [The Red Woman], my heart beat quickly.

Even if your mind tries to think positively, your body, once broken, remembers the horror of it.

I’m glad I don’t drink beer. If I drank it, I would definitely have vomited.

I thought about that while suppressing the rising nausea.

Is your body broken, or is your head broken?

In any case, [Red Woman] left a huge, indelible scar on Eunha.

“It’s okay. You didn’t die… It’s okay if you lived.”

I comforted my trembling body.

As if it was effective, my heart, which had been beating vigorously, gradually regained stability.

I wonder if I will have to live like this in the future… It’s terrifying to even imagine.

After calming her pounding heart, Eunha stretched and cheered herself up.

It’s all in the past. Now, let’s not worry about it and think about our future schedule.

What should I spend my time doing tomorrow?

… … Knock knock.

And, just as I was trying to reassure myself and get ready for bed,

Someone knocked on the front door of Eunha’s house.