episode_0040

“Haa… finally…!”

next day.

After hanging out at a cafe with Eunbangul, Eunha took some time during lunch to visit the Hunter Association.

Sitting on the fountain in front of the association, she looked down at the hunter certificate in her hand and smiled brighter than ever.

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Name: Eunha

Hunter grade: E grade / Combat type

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Skill name: Self-healing

Hazard Level: F

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A hunter ID that can be used as an ID, including name, photo, hunter grade, skill name, hunter registration number, etc.

The warm item I had just received from the association’s administration department had the alphabet ‘E’ proudly engraved on it.

I finally received it. E-class hunter certificate.

How much pain did it take to get this one thing?

Eunha stroked her hunter ID card, which sparkled in the sunlight.

The F-class hunter ID I’ve been using for three years was messed with so much that the coating on the edges was peeling off… But the new hunter ID is different.

The newly taken ID photo came out clearly, and the coating was so neat that I felt like I would cut my hand if I didn’t care.

“……Uh, what is it? It’s a real cut.”

As a test, I rubbed my palm with the corner of my hunter ID card.

The soft skin is torn and bright red blood is leaking out.

and. Is this cut? How weak is your skin?

Eunha watched as the wound on her palm closed in an instant and carefully wiped away the blood stains on her hunter ID card.

Anyway, I feel good. This is the first goal I achieved after becoming a hunter in 3 years.

Although it only changed from F-class to E-class, it seems like it has actually become stronger. Wouldn’t it be possible to give Ban Harin, a C-rank(?) hunter, a shot now?

‘Ha… I was sitting at the fountain a month ago just like I am now.’

I was lost in thought as I watched the water gushing from the fountain.

Come to think of it, it’s already been a month.

After getting hit and run by a bright red sports car, I picked up the [Black Book].

Although time seems slow, it is fast.

1 car accident. A couple of sawings, two blood donations, one old age…

I was stabbed several times and cut myself dozens of times for the promotion exam.

I guess I didn’t even die.

… … But what on earth was that hit and run?

A bright red sports car. I still remember the license plate number.

It’s not déjà vu… Could it be that I got hit by a car and went back in time?

‘When I got hit and run, I think I saw the [black person] at the end… Did the [black person] turn back time?’

I burst out laughing, imagining various things.

Turning back time is impossible, even in a world with monsters and hunters.

“Hmm… I don’t know! I have to go quickly and show off to Bang Bang.”

okay. I wish I could live, but is there a need to worry about it right now?

Eunha got up from the fountain and left with light steps.

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1:00 pm. Eunbangul’s Cafe.

“Wow~! Congratulations, sis!! You’re really cool!”

When Eunha entered the cafe holding the E-class hunter certificate she had just received in her hand, Eunbangul, who had been waiting for her to return, ran up and hugged her, pricking up her white rabbit ears.

The bunny girl buried her face in her chest, which could now be called quite voluptuous, and let out a pleasant sigh.

Eunha walked awkwardly to the kitchen, holding Baeul-i in her arms.

Several academy students who were sitting at the cafe table and working on their assignments were looking at the two people joking around with interest.

“I knew you could do it, sister. Do you want to take a picture as a souvenir?”

“Okay, let’s take a picture together.”

A girl smiles brightly as she takes out a digital camera from her apron pocket.

Eunha adjusted her E-class hunter ID to be captured on the camera and took an intimate photo.

Click~.

I recently realized that taking pictures can be quite fun.

Like the last time I took a proof photo of an attack in the sample collection room, if there was something worth commemorating, I started looking for the camera without realizing it.

I didn’t think much of it before… but as my body changes, does my mind change little by little?

“Haha… But, Bell, what about Mr. Banharin?”

“Did you call me?”

“Hiyang?!”

Before she knew it, Ban Harin, who was standing behind Eunha, tapped her shoulder and whispered in her ear.

A startled Eunha hugs Baeul-i tightly and retreats.

Why does it keep coming silently and surprising people?

Eunha patted Eunbangul, who was buried in her chest and moaning, and glared at Banharin.

“Why do your screams get cuter by the day?”

“I was surprised… Look at this. I got a new hunter’s license.”

“Oh… did you take a new photo? It’s very beautiful.”

Ban Ha-rin accepts Eunha’s hunter certificate and praises her in an emotionless voice.

She freely grabbed a pretzel from the display stand and pointed to a certain part of her hunter’s card.

The place Ban Harin pointed to was the last digit of Eunha’s resident registration number, which starts with ‘even number’.

“Congratulations on being a woman on paper too.”

“Ah yes…”

Eunha smiled complexly as she received her hunter ID back.

A new resident registration number was issued to reflect the previous complaint filed in the name of a computer error.

I never thought it would really be fixed. Did Ban Harin play a role?

Honestly, as a person who has had [self-recovery], I don’t think my gender will come back, so I just let it happen.

Rather than returning, my body continues to become more feminine every time I die.

Still, for the time being, there will be no more problems with ID cards, so let’s think that a good thing is a good thing.

If it changes again later, I’ll think about it again.

“Ugh… Puha! I thought I was going to collapse from suffocation! Did your breasts get bigger again? It’s so great!”

“Why do you like it?”

“Because you are mine.”

“People are not things.”

Eunha comforted the bunny girl who was being hugged as warmly as usual and went into the employee lounge to change into her uniform.

The lounge, decorated to the taste of the cafe owner, Eunbangul, had a quiet atmosphere.

On the table in the center were three lilies in pots, and on one wall were pictures taken by the rabbit girl as a hobby.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, Eunha was lost in thought as she buttoned her tight dress shirt.

It’s nice to be congratulated on becoming an E-class hunter.

I feel like the path I have taken is not wrong. A sense of accomplishment filled my heart and I felt like I was going to fly.

But something… I feel like something is a little lacking.

It’s nice to be congratulated. happy.

But it’s not enough.

A little greed. A sense of accomplishment that I felt for the first time.

I wanted to be congratulated by many people just a little more.

“……Yes. Because good things are good.”

Eunha thought for a moment and nodded.

okay.

You will be congratulated.

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『Seventy-five… seventy-six… seventy-seven…』

6 pm.

Room 904, Saetbyeol Apartment.

A woman covered in blood is counting numbers in front of the front door.

An old saw in his hand, grotesque corners of his mouth rising to his cheekbones.

An eerie voice that stimulates the survival instinct resonates in the heavy silence.

『One hundred and seventy-nine… one hundred and eighty.』

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Dalkak-.

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And, after 3 minutes,

The front door opened and the [Red Woman] entered the house.

Temperature drops rapidly.

A quiet entrance without any noise.

The [Red Woman] looked at the tightly closed bathroom in the entrance hallway and smiled.

I can feel the pitiful energy shaking from trauma in the bathroom.

『It’s dyed red~』

『Everyone is dyed red~』

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I headed to the living room, humming an eerie nursery rhyme.

Every time it took a step, bright red blood stains the floor.

In a house filled with a heavy, creepy atmosphere, it scanned the surroundings, waving its bloody jigsaw.

『We are lost forever~』

『Hidden tightly…』

Then,

The [Red Woman], who came into the living room humming a nursery rhyme, fell silent after witnessing the scene in front of her.

A dark living room with the lights off.

A whipped cream cake from a nearby bakery was placed on the table in front of the sofa, and the birthday candles in the cake softly lit up the dark living room.

And next to the cake, there was a note saying, ‘Congratulations on Eunha’s promotion to E-class hunter!’ Eunha’s hunter certificate was placed at an angle so that it could be easily seen from the entrance.

What is this.

Sweet….

When the [Red Woman] frowned and turned on the living room light, the tightly closed bathroom door slid open and a very nervous voice came from inside.

“Um… Um, Red Girl…? Thanks to you responding to my request last time, I was able to get promoted to E class. Thank you.”

『… … ?』

“If it’s okay, can you congratulate me just once?”

Frightened by the fear of death,

But the voice was mixed with anticipation.

The [Red Woman] muttered as if she was dumbfounded when she heard her words mumble slightly because she had salt in her mouth.

『… … Crazy bitch.』

The [Red Woman] walked around the living room as if she hadn’t heard anything.

I go back and forth between the bed and the kitchen to see if anyone is hiding, and purposely wander around the bathroom.

10 minutes passed like that.

[The Red Woman] returned.

Eunha carefully came out of the bathroom and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the red blood stains on the floor were completely gone.

buy this

… The whipped cream cake placed in the living room had somehow disappeared.

… … .

“Grandpa!”

『Hehehe… A confident young lady logo.』

7:00 pm. Dusk.

Euncheon-gu Park.

Eunha spoke to an old man sitting on a park bench with shaking legs.

In her hands, shaking like an aspen from the reliving trauma, she was holding a box of cakes.

“I feel bad, but thanks to you, I passed the test! Congratulate me! Don’t come near me!”

『Someone said that human growth comes from fear… I didn’t come to seek wisdom today.』

“Oh, I don’t know, can’t we just congratulate him?”

『Hehehe… Walking down a path you don’t want to take also requires courage… You had a lot of trouble. Congratulations.”

The old man looked at the distant galaxy with a kind smile and stroked the age spots on the back of his hand.

She nodded proudly, having succeeded in receiving congratulations. Then he put the cake box down on a nearby bench.

“Grandpa, can you eat cake? Should I get something else?”

『Leave it there. I will take it when the time comes.』

“Then I’m leaving? It’s not over yet, is it? If you don’t follow me…”

Deeng ㅡㅡㅡ…

Just then, a bell rings from afar.

The solemn sound of a bell that feels the weight of time.

Hehehe! Eunha let out a pitiful scream and hurriedly ran away from the park, and the old man burst into laughter and watched her leaving with his turquoise eyes.

So… time passed,

Dusk is over.

The old man stood up and took in the night sky casting darkness over the world.

『I realized it one day. What disappears is only regret, and resentment remains in that place forever, looking at the world.』

『The old resentment has not been alleviated… but it has brought some comfort.』

Picking up the cake box that Eunha had left behind, the old man disappeared into the darkness of the park.

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“Whew… I almost got into big trouble.”

After leaving the park, Eunha sighed and collapsed into her seat.

It’s so hard to be congratulated.

In the end, I received congratulations from almost everyone I knew.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to meet the [Bug Princess] who told me about Grandpa’s existence, but I’ll meet her later at the apartment.

The pride she felt every time she was congratulated made Eunha happy.

I think I will be able to do well in the D-level promotion exam with this.

Eunha wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and looked up at the sky.

The night sky, which began to darken rapidly as the bell rang, regained its original sunset color as we left the park.

Regardless of the time, twilight ended when the bell rang.

I have to be careful.

Eunha struggled to get up, pushing her still trembling legs.

“Huh? Eunha! It’s been a while!”

At that time, someone stopped Eunha, who was about to return to her apartment.

A voice that is light yet elegant. When I turned my head in the direction of the sound, I saw a woman with blue hair that I had seen before waving her hand, saying she was happy to see me.

“Mr. Kang Nari?”

“Hahaha, how have you been? I’ll be leaving soon. Bye, my organs.”

Kang Na-ri, the youngest daughter of the Blue Dragon family.

She, who had been suffering from debt collectors even a month ago, was moving paper boxes she had picked up from somewhere in a cart with a half-liberated look on her face.