episode_0027

#6

Han Gyul-wool, who has yellow hair and blue eyes. Unlike Eugene, who has impressively large breasts that overflow, she has black hair and black eyes. Although she is not short, she is not as tall as Eugene, and her breasts are so different that they can be called metaphors compared to Eugene.

In this way, Eugene and Han Gyul-woo, the teachers, were different people in age, personality, and appearance, but if there was one thing they had in common, it was that they were both in the position of assistants who took the lead and guided me.

Was that why?

Sometimes, whenever I see her, I think of my teacher, Eugene.

what….

The reason I’m saying this is because it’s an excuse, not an excuse, for telling her the nonsense about putting rice in her alcoholic drink and eating it.

“No, just kidding.”

“Oh my… . Hey. Wait a minute. Did you just tell Sol to eat rice in his eyes?”

“That, that’s why I said it was a joke.”

“No. That’s not the problem. Where have I heard that sound so many times… .”

“Yes… ?”

One winter, Sister Han Gyul frowned and thought deeply, then suddenly clapped her hands in surprise.

A look of horror appeared on her face.

And the shock was clearly directed at me.

“You, you. By any chance… . Are you a Hunter Gallery?”

“Huh? What, what do you mean? I, I don’t know~”

“Lies. Lies. If you think about it, that’s true. It was also suspicious that he suddenly suggested we go to Gapyeong. Huh! No way… .”

no.

Did he even realize that I was a glamorous high school girl from the S-class in the city?

“What’s your nickname? You’re not a top-class glamorous high school girl in the province, are you?”

“… … .”

Was this woman this perceptive?

I felt my eyes getting darker and thought back to all the posts I had written on the Hunter Gallery so far.

A slur against a woman with big breasts.

An insult to an old maid.

A slur against a tall woman.

A slur against a dirty woman.

etc.

It seems like most of them were insults towards people who resembled Master Eugene… .

Wouldn’t that be okay?

Sister Winter has small breasts and is of average height… .

I don’t know if she has a boyfriend, but… she’s different from a woman like Eugene who can’t get what she wants.

“That’s right. Judging from the facial expression, it’s true. Oh my. I can’t believe that such an aggro malicious user was a cute kid like you. ”

Sister Winter grabbed my cheeks and started pulling them to the sides, making them hang down.

Eubbebe.

It hurts. It hurts!

When Winter, who had been pulling my cheek for a long time, released her grip, my plump cheek bounced back to its original shape like a rock.

But it still hurts.

It might be my imagination, but I feel like my cheeks have gotten bigger.

I glared at her with a look of protest in my eyes and said,

“Hey, sis. Joe, you can’t fuck, right?”

“The Hunter Gallery is a decent place to get fucked up, right? And you. You even wrote something in the request tab. What? You were an Awakened? Don’t you know that impersonating an Awakened is a felony? You want to get in trouble?”

“Ugh, ugh… .”

I had nothing to say.

How could my nickname have been revealed in such an absurd way?

Should I throw away my ID then?

But, it would be a shame to throw away the named nickname… .

But didn’t that older sister just now say that my account was an aggro malicious account?

… … .

No matter what, I think that’s a bit too much.

“Sister… . Apologize.”

“What? Apologize. What am I apologizing for? This kid is funny. Hey. Apologize to me. Old maids apologize for swearing.”

“You insulted a S-class glamorous high school girl in my province! You’re called an aggro malicious user!”

“No… . That’s right. You were shitting every day, and cursing at women… .”

“She wasn’t just any woman. She was a big-breasted, stupid, dirty, picky eater, and bad-tempered woman who was being cursed at!”

“… … .”

I wonder if she accepted my sincere words.

Winter Sister smiled at me, gently stroked my head, and then threw a sack of beans at me.

“Ouch!”

“Who the hell is that? Who are you swearing at like that?”

“That, I can’t say that.”

“Looking at it, it seems like you don’t have any friends… .”

You don’t have any friends? What kind of nonsense are you talking about?

… of course not.

“A younger sister or older sister? No. I don’t think that’s it either.”

“… … .”

“Your teacher is a woman! Yes. That’s possible. Of course. Graduate students also go around chewing out their professors every day. You were like that too?”

Are you a detective, not a hunter?

Well. Even if I try to avoid it here, I’ll just get scolded for lying.

I nodded curtly and answered.

“Huh. You know a lot. Anyway, I didn’t make up a story. If you had met that woman, you would have talked behind my back every day.”

“Now that you mention it, I’m curious. What kind of woman do you do?”

“It’s a secret. Oh, I can tell you one thing. There’s a woman who likes to eat rice wrapped in Sol’s eyes.”

“… … .”

Winter’s sister’s face was distorted in a strange way.

“Would you like to try it?”

“Don’t eat!”

As expected, Eugene is a strange woman.

#7

Although it wasn’t my intention, since Winter Unnie found out my Hunter Gallery nickname, I thought there was no need to hide the purpose of this trip.

That’s why I asked her if anything unusual or mysterious had happened in Paju.

Of course, I was going to meet the local hunter in Paju and talk to him, but since Winter Unnie was also a high-ranking hunter, there was a high possibility that she would know a lot of information that I didn’t know.

“Something strange in Paju… . So you mean something weird?”

“Yes. That’s right. Wasn’t there any?”

“It’s weird… It happens often, so except for the ones that have already been subdued… . Hmm… .”

After much thought, the answer she gave was a disappointing one: that she had not heard anything.

Well… If a being belonging to the other world was roaming the outside world so openly, it would have been discovered a long time ago.

When I think about it, I feel like such a heretic.

You have a special hunter sitting next to you like this… and you even have a reservation to work as his assistant.

What would the teacher say if he knew?

I wonder if they won’t call me a stupid bitch.

Hmm… Thinking about that makes me feel a little bad.

“But how could a local Paju person know something that even I, a top hunter, don’t know? I’m a bit skeptical. Oh my.”

“Ahahaha… . Well, whatever. I’ll go and see if I can meet Heonbong.”

“Why are you going to meet a pretty girl like Heonbong? There are so many loners out there.”

“Surely that loner doesn’t include a S-class glamorous high school girl in the province, right?”

“Oh my. What are you talking about? Of course it was included~!”

Just because you say it cheerfully, nothing changes, right?

What a annoying person!

There’s no doubt that she’s jealous of me, a S-class female high school student (or not).

Anyway, Winter Unnie is a girl too!

They say women get jealous a lot, right?

That’s why they say that when a hen crows, the household is ruined!

… But I’m a woman too? Isn’t this spitting while lying down? Cancel Cancel!

“But are you really a high school girl? Judging from your appearance… I would believe you if you said you were an elementary school student… . Judging from your actions… You seem like a middle school student. Hmm… . But judging from the way you dress, you seem mature. How old are you exactly? ”

“Don’t say I’m an elementary school student. I don’t like that kind of thing.”

“Hahahahaha… . Sorry~”

“I’m twenty-three. Didn’t I tell you?”

“Yeah. I didn’t. Well. Anyway, I guess I’m older. I’m thirty.”

Sister Winter was thirty years old… .

Is that why you were so offended by the word ‘old maid’?

“You’re not thinking weird right now, are you?”

“Yes, yes? No!”

Do all old maids become this perceptive?

While I was having such rude thoughts, Winter Unnie arrived at the cafe run by Heonbung and finished driving.

The top-of-the-line R sedan came to a stop with a heavy and smooth motion. It was a cafe run by Heon-bung. I looked around with curious eyes.

But that visual, well… it felt more broken than I expected.

The exterior walls are dilapidated and look like they were built halfway. The interior is the worst, with the steel frames and wiring clearly visible. And the only thing that looks good is a wall made entirely of glass…?

I wonder if Sister Winter’s feelings were not much different from mine.

I tilted my head and checked the address again.

“We’re here now. Hmm… . What should I say? It’s even more… . smelly…? There’s a cafe in a place like this? Is this the sensibility of kids these days?”

“Isn’t that the sentiment of popular kids? There are cafes that are listed on places like Byulstar.”

“There is a place like that… . Hmm… . Well. I don’t really know because I don’t do that kind of thing often. Anyway, let’s go. Sky.”

“Yes.”

The entrance was an automatic door, which did not match the shabby appearance. The interior also gave off a rather neat impression, unlike the absurd appearance of the exterior.

Of course… I still haven’t gotten used to the pipes and such that are clearly visible on the ceiling… .

The person who was presumed to be the manager was a young man with a neat appearance, and he went back to pouring coffee with a polite greeting of “Welcome.”

Surprisingly, there were quite a few guests.

Most of the guests were couples, and we thought they might have come for stargazing photos, as we had guessed.

Winter and I headed to the counter where the manager was working busily alone.

“Would you like to order?”

“Hunter Gallery Nickname. Gapyeong Manager. Right?”

“… … !”

“Hehe. Hello. I’m also a Heonbung.”

“Nickname…?”

“Oh, that’s… .”

Do I have to say this with my own mouth about the S-class glamorous high school girl in the city?

With this body?

I was very confused by the unexpected development and scratched my head.

The person who answered on my behalf was Winter Unnie.

“A glamorous high school girl in the province. This girl.”

“Glamour??”

He looked me up and down once, then snickered. He threw out a sharp remark with a sneer.

“Has your conscience run away? You piece of shit.”

“… … .”

My heart hurts… .