episode_0120

(If your skills are not suitable for combat, the combat method is simple. Use ‘Body Strengthening’ to avoid and hit appropriately.)

Ban Harin, Eunha’s training instructor and C-level(?) hunter, is a more sensitive person than you might think.

‘It worked because I did it this way.’ A woman who can say things like that without hesitation.

A person who assures that as long as he has superior visual acuity and strength, he will not be beaten to death anywhere, and even while teaching Eunha how to ‘strengthen the body’, he recommends a rhythm game, saying it will help improve visual acuity.

(This is visual acuity and reaction speed. Eunha.)

(Eunha’s [Self-Recovery] skill hinders physical growth, but it may be possible to train the nervous system a little.)

How to move your feet, how to follow the opponent’s gaze, how to swing a weapon depending on your posture, etc.

Thanks to the teachings of Banharin, who had better ‘skills of observation’ than others, Eunha did not allow a single attack from the [artificial monster] in the D-class exam.

… … That is, until ‘body enhancement’ was released due to lack of mana.

(A hunter’s body is his wealth.)

(Be as safe as possible and hunt, not fight.)

(Do you know? It’s hit and run. If you play it, you have to roll repeatedly.)

‘You fight while avoiding… But is there really a need to avoid? I think it would be okay to fight while taking moderate hits.’

like that…

In addition to Banharin’s special training, a strange interpretation of the galaxy was added,

The situation has become what it is now.

… … .

… … .

“Crrrh…!

“Hyungcheol!!”

A morning with rain clouds filling the sky and flowing in the wind.

Eunha left her commute to work and entered a dark alley, looking down at the convulsing bully lying on the cold floor and fixing her bloody jigsaw.

Pop… tap…

Blood flowing down his stretched right arm.

The right arm that was stabbed by a sharp dagger does not move properly.

Eunha let out a hot breath.

‘are you okay. As long as you’re safe… I’m surprisingly strong… am I?’

It happened in an instant.

A woman who was threatened by two thugs.

Eunha, a D-class hunter, approached the woman’s cry for help without hesitation.

And, the moment when Eunha came forward as if to embrace the woman, revealing that she was a hunter.

One of the bullies rolled his eyes, glanced outside the alley… then took out a sharp dagger from his arms and rushed at her.

I had no idea that he would take out a weapon in the middle of Euncheon-gu.

Eunha wanted to end it as peacefully as possible because she was on her way to work, but she grabbed the ‘old jigsaw’ with a sad look in her eyes.

I don’t know when I took out the jig saw that was in the carrier, but… I thought it was a good thing.

『Can I help you?』

‘who are you.’

I ignored someone’s whispers.

You have to concentrate.

Ugh.

Eunha took a breath and used ‘Body Strengthening’.

She calmly observed the bully approaching at high speed.

The direction of the blade, the angle of the wrist, the direction of the gaze…

Eunha’s right arm holding a jigsaw.

The worry was short-lived.

Eunha changed the jigsaw to her left hand.

Fuukㅡ.

At that moment, the dagger wielded by the bully pierces her right arm.

Just as the intention was to attack the galaxy from the beginning… yet the attack was aimed at neutralizing rather than killing.

A thrilling pain rips through my muscles.

“Hehe… let’s hear the pretty girl moan.”

“It went really deep.”

“……uh?”

It hurts so much.

But it’s okay.

Did it seem strange that Eunha was frowning and still smiling despite being stabbed?

The bully, with a clear look of embarrassment, flinched.

He is an interesting person.

Eunha grinned at the bully and cut his wrist with the jigsaw held in her left hand.

Grumpy!

“Quaaa at while at while at at least while at at least while at least only at least at least while at least at least at least at least at least once again?

A man whose wrist was cut by an old jigsaw screamed.

A scream that rips out the eardrums echoes through the narrow alley.

grasp!

Another man who was watching the situation from behind hurriedly ran over and pushed Eunha away.

“Hyungcheol!!”

“Oppa Hyungcheol!”

Eunha, who was gently pushed away, quietly pulled out the dagger stuck in her forearm.

It was stuck quite deep, so I had to wiggle it from side to side to pull it out little by little.

It hurts so bad that tears come to my eyes.

Eunha looked down at the bully lying on the floor with a smile.

The one who got stabbed is on this side, but the one who fell down is on the other side.

I straighten my jigsaw, feeling disappointed that the situation ended more smoothly than I expected.

“Go ahead… Go ahead…!”

A man collapsed with foam at the mouth, his half-severed wrist shaking.

Eunha’s face lights up.

It must hurt.

Because it was cut with a jigsaw.

It must hurt so much that I die.

I know this well because I was cut into pieces by the [Red Woman] several times.

Eunha could understand the man’s pain.

‘… … … … No. no. We shouldn’t understand.’

no,

It’s the opposite.

The man must understand Eunha’s pain.

It is our red thread,

Because the pain the author felt is ours.

The wish to never be cut off continues forever,

They are tied to each other’s little fingers.

“It’s dyed red.”

I approached them, humming the nursery rhyme that came out spontaneously.

I’ve only been able to cut a little bit.

“Hyungcheol! Come to your senses!”

“Hey, is he okay? He’s not fighting anymore, right? I’ll call an ambulance.”

“……What on earth are you doing, you idiot!!”

“I’m a D-class hunter.”

He took out his hunter ID card with his recovered right arm and showed it.

With a smiling face.

“Please continue to stop the bleeding on my wrist. If you have any potion, spray it… What else do I need to do?”

Move your right arm, where the blood is dripping,

With a smile on your face like usual.

Talk to the man.

That’s because the ID photo I put on my hunter ID card was taken with a smiling face.

I don’t want people to recognize me because their facial expressions are different.

“Grrr.”

The bully, who had been convulsing continuously, began to droop helplessly.

He appears to have fainted.

“Crazy bitch…!”

“Ah, but you three knew each other? I heard you called me Hyeongcheol oppa earlier… I apologize if I was intruding for no reason.”

“You never said there was an artifact!!! That parasitic bastard!! You tricked us!”

The man who was stopping the bleeding of a bully named Hyeong-cheol, who passed out foaming at the mouth just because his wrist was slightly cut, glares at Eunha’s jigsaw with harsh eyes.

The bleeding on my wrist is slowly stopping, probably because I used the emergency recovery potion.

Without [self-healing], wounds like that are dangerous…

Eunha wipes the blood off the jigsaw with her hand and turns her gaze towards the man.

The face where anger and fear are mixed together like scum is truly a sight to behold.

“Hee… hee!”

The woman who was restlessly shaking like a baby bird next to her, saw Eunha’s notice and hurriedly ran out of the alley.

Eunha smiled brightly as she looked at the back of the woman leaving.

at las! As a hunter, I helped people.

The bully who attacked wasn’t seriously injured, so I guess it was the best outcome.

A minor dispute on the way to work.

Today is a good day.

‘Anyway, what are you talking about, an artifact?’

Slowly…

Then,

Ocher-colored mana flowed from the man’s body.

Grains of mana, fluttering like a haze, gather at the man’s fingertips, creating a sharp pile made of pebbles.

Is it a skill?

From the looks of it, it is a skill that is helpful in battle.

Eunha observed the man’s actions with a bit of envy.

“W-Why…? W-who are you!!”

The direction of the stake, the direction of the bloodshot eyes…

Right in the center of Eunha’s chest.

The woman also left, and wasn’t the argument already over?

Unlike Hyeong-cheol, who deliberately targeted her right arm, that man plans to kill Eun-ha.

“Calm down. I won’t attack you. I’ll just do a little sawing.”

“Wh… Why? Just now… No… Isn’t it?… Why is it cold?”

I slightly leaned forward, wondering if I had aimed wrong.

Then the man’s fingertip moves and aims at Eunha’s chest.

Are you really planning on driving that stake into someone else’s chest?

I won’t die.

“…Why are you doing this? Because of the screaming from earlier, the police will be here soon. Don’t make a bigger problem here.”

“Haaah! Hahaha…! Shut up! I’ll kill you! Don’t come any closer!”

“You attacked first. Calm down…”

“I’ll kill you!!”

“……If you shoot that, I’ll kill you.”

Nope.

The body moves on its own.

I scratched the street lamp next to me with a jigsaw.

A chilling noise scratches my eardrums, and my shoulders slump involuntarily.

“Huh!”

The man’s fingertips tremble with fear.

The sharp stake seems to be losing its shape as I lose concentration.

But the man desperately refined the shape of the stake.

Even though it is July weather, it emits pure white breath and gradually backs away from Eunha.

From outrage to incomprehensibility.

Incomprehensibility causes fear,

The stake created to kill the galaxy…

Suddenly, it became a faint candle that would save the man’s life.

‘I need to finish sawing quickly and go to work… No, something is strange.’

After sawing off Hyeong-cheol’s wrist, something became strange.

Or maybe it was after humming a nursery rhyme.

Eunha thought as she looked at the stake aimed at her chest.

How did this happen?

He obviously just came to help a woman who was having an argument, but didn’t he suddenly stab someone’s arm with a dagger?

It seemed like the commotion was finally over, but now a stake was driven into my heart.

I do not know the reason.

‘… … Are you targeting me? Are you planning on kidnapping me like last time?’

What suddenly comes to mind is that some time ago, the men disguised as [Blue Dragon Energy] employees tried to kidnap her.

But it’s more clumsy than then.

Just like paying money to city street thugs in the back alleys.

‘Hmm… I don’t know! No more worries! ‘I want to saw.’

After all, using one’s head doesn’t suit one’s temperament.

Eunha stopped thinking and approached the man.

“Don’t come any closer!!”

“It’ll be over soon.”

“Why did it become like this!! They told me to tread lightly!! They said I was D-class! They said I went to work alone!!… But, why are there two people!!”

“Yes…? What is that…”

“Why… why…!! Argh!!! Don’t come!!”

Taang!

yaup.

The stake flies like a bullet along with the man’s scream.

… … Tick-tock.

In a world as slow as slow motion,

Eunha waited for the stake to fly towards her chest.

Even if you get hit, you won’t die anyway.

It hurts but it’s okay.

Tsk–kkak–.

The body moves.

Someone hugging Eunha from behind grabs her hand and makes her hold the jigsaw that she almost lost.

I thought positively.

They shot the stake with the intention of killing,

Now it’s time to start the legal sawing.

Eunha waited for the pain to come.

J—- Kak—.

and.

The sound of the second hand moving.

A sound I heard once.

In a world that is several times slower than before,

Eunha discovered the thin tail of a mouse.

Wasn’t the slow motion just now an illusion?

Tick.

Time is back.

… … .

Wow!!

In an instant, the woman blocking Eunha’s path struck down the stake with her bare hands.

A lightly crumbled pile hits a streetlight and creates a fine crack.

“Whoa… whoo…”

Round ears resembling a mouse.

The thin rat tail moves smoothly.

Eunha blinked at the appearance of an unexpected person.

“Uh… Mr. ‘Mouse’?”

Last month, Ban Harin’s co-worker caught her with his bare body as she fell from the roof of [Cheongryong Department Store].

He is a hunter with the [Speed Manipulation] skill.

Of course, he would not have died without the ‘mouse’, then or now, but there is no doubt that he was a benefactor who saved his life.

Eunha gently put the jigsaw in her hand into the carrier.

“it’s a shame.”

… … I feel like my head has become clearer.

“It’s the Hunter Association. You guys are on the spot for attempted murder… What, you fainted?… Are you dead?”

Hyeong-cheol, whose wrist was cut off in half, and a man lying unconscious next to him.

‘Mouse’ looked down at the two people and scratched the back of his head.

“Ah, ah. Can you hear me, team leader?”

The ‘mouse’, who had been communicating somewhere with a walkie-talkie taken out of his pocket, kicked the floor for no reason.

Then, he looked at the galaxy with blood stains here and there…

Hmm!

I cleared my throat lightly.

“Uh… are you okay?”

“Huh? Yes. Thank you for saving me.”

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

The ‘mouse’ came to the side with great strides and looked at Eunha’s right arm.

It’s clean except for the scars that remain on my forearms.

The ‘mouse’ sighs in relief and scratches his cheek.

“Suddenly I heard a scream so I rushed over and I almost got into big trouble… Did you call the police?”

“No, I haven’t called you yet.”

“Then I’ll take care of it, so why don’t you go to work now? Why don’t you go to work?”

“I have to go to work… But, your speech is a bit short.”

Startle!

Eunha’s words were muttered without thinking.

Then the ‘mouse’ trembled its shoulders.

As time passes, the sky covered with rain clouds turns into pitch black clouds.

A small mouse hid into a sewer along a dark alley.

(It will take a lot of effort to win the favor of a ‘target’ with a beautiful appearance. This means that mouse ears and a tail are not enough to be rare.)

(Ha, likeability? What? Scarcity?)

(How about adding ‘nya~’ to the end of the word. Don’t you think it would be quite interesting to see a rat yelling ‘nya~’?)

The ‘mouse’ lowered his head and pursed his lips as if in shame,

I looked up at Eunha with a face as bright as blush.

A thin rat’s tail wraps around Eunha’s thighs.

“……Is it very strange?”

“No. It’s unique and nice.”

Phew…

The sound of the ‘mouse’ sighing wandered through the quiet alley.