episode_0166

ㅡ Um… Yes, Miss Eunha. what?

“What if we sell something similar to [Galaxy Potion]?”

6 pm.

A featureless gray car glides down the road.

Under the summer sky that is beginning to be covered with sunset, Ban Harin, behind the wheel, examines the traffic lights with a cold face.

The slanting sunlight is blocked by the sun visor, casting a shadow, and the sound of the engine as smooth as her work fills the interior of the car.

“… … .”

A traffic light to change into new clothes. A color similar to a sunset.

Ban Harin stops the car at a red light and quietly looks back at the passenger seat.

– Before answering, let me ask you one question. Can you make something similar to [Galaxy Potion]?

“Uh… I’m just asking just in case. really. Is it true?”

ㅡ Hehe. Okay, let’s do it like that.

A voice that made Ban Harin’s heart pound came from the passenger seat.

It’s the voice of Eunha, an employee who works at a small cafe called ‘Rabbit Latte’.

Excited. Excited.

After finishing the cafe, Eunha gets Ban Harin’s car.

The clearly exposed side face catches Ban Harin’s attention, and the seat belt sandwiched between her large breasts screams happily.

– Selling potions is not an easy task. How did you come to that conclusion?

“My friend’s brother said he wanted me, so he came to the cafe and drank milk.”

ㅡ … … Um, Miss Eunha? Please explain in more detail so I don’t misunderstand.

Eunha was talking on the phone with Director Go Young-in, whom she had met a while ago.

The atmosphere was strangely light for a phone call with the head of the Hunter Association, as if asking a question to a close uncle.

Go Young-in, who suddenly answered the phone, also listens to Eun-ha’s story in a friendly manner.

Complaints that strange people keep coming and bothering you and the people around you.

As Eunha’s complaints continue, Ban Harin’s expressionless face becomes incontinent.

-So, you’re trying to gain fame by selling a potion similar to the [Galaxy Potion] so that others can’t easily touch it… That’s a very dangerous attempt. I recommend not doing it.

“Is it difficult even if the cat manager helps you?”

– Safety can be guaranteed, but the number of people who bother Eunha will increase. It will also affect the operation of the cafe.

Eunha’s head slowly nods in response to Go Youngin’s answer.

The woman who asked the question didn’t show much of a reaction, as if she had expected it to some extent.

“… … .”

Ban Harin looked down at Eunha’s lower body with an ice-cold face.

Boo…

The traffic light changes soon.

The stopped car begins to move leisurely.

– I understand how Eunha feels. The forced hunter… He’s a talkative young man in the [Blue Dragon Family]. I couldn’t help but be disturbed that such a person came to my workplace.

“Not at all. I’ve never been disturbed.”

– Leave it to the association.

Go Young-in’s voice comes from the other side of the phone, clearer than before.

– As I said before, there is a ‘secret team’ that protects Miss Eunha. No matter what happens, Eunha’s safety will be guaranteed.

“… … .”

ㅡ We will do our best to prevent any troublesome incidents, so please let us have a quiet daily life like now.

Wow…

It guarantees the safety of the galaxy.

Ban Harin’s hands holding the steering wheel are tense.

What comes to her mind is the image of Eunha leaving the apartment in a tractor-trailer on her way to work.

Her legs had no intention of moving.

And not long ago, I was sitting on the living room sofa and cutting my wrist with a box cutter…

“… … .”

How can we protect the galaxy?

Ban Harin secretly distorted his expressionless face.

“Hmm… Then next question.”

ㅡIs there more? It looks like this is the main point.

“If it’s difficult to sell potions officially… Can Manager Cat buy the potions I’m sending?”

Eunha changed her cell phone and adjusted the seat belt that was caught between her cleavage as if it were uncomfortable.

The car heading towards ‘Saetbyeol Apartment’ slowed down to keep pace with the lengthening story, and the shadows of the elongated buildings merged together to create a wide shadow.

A moment of silence.

Go Young-in, who was pondering Eunha’s question, stammered, saying it was something she had never even thought of.

ㅡ Well, what is that… is it okay? Did something like that happen to you?

“I can’t sell that much. If anything feels weird, I’ll stop right away. And don’t resell it to some strange research institute, but use it only for treatment purposes… somewhere like a hospital.”

It’s something only you can do.

Eunha, who had made up her mind, expressed her opinion.

‘Save people, make money… this is okay.’

A potion made from blood.

There is still aversion to having one’s own blood consumed by strangers, and the Hunter Association cannot yet forgive the Hunter Association for freely using blood donated with good intentions.

So, make a potion and sell it to the person you dislike the most.

Since that side seems to be having its own factional war, wouldn’t it be worth it to buy it at a high price and put it to good use?

Of course, if you ask me whether I can trust Director Ko Young-in, there is an obstacle to nodding my head right away, but since he seems to have a strong influence in the association and is trustworthy, I am willing to give it a try.

‘That gentleman is surprisingly good at listening to people. ‘I immediately told you to close the balcony door and lie down on the bed, so you followed suit and ended up getting upset.’

Surprisingly, aren’t people who are open-minded people the type of person who listens really well?

ㅡ … … I understand. Even if I spend my own money, I buy everything they send… You are a really good friend. At this point, I guess I can give shit to the ‘Potion Dispensary’ guys too.

“That’s good.”

Go Young-in, who was staggering like a zombie until a few days ago, has regained his vitality.

He expressed his gratitude to Eunha repeatedly without any intention of hiding his happy feelings, as if he had barely found a breathing hole.

– It’s really, really going to be put to good use. I don’t know why, but I have a feeling that if I harbor other thoughts, something big will happen.

Even though I have no memory, does some fear of ‘that’ still remain?

Eunha continued her conversation with Go Young-in with a complicated face.

“… … .”

and,

nothing,

Ban Harin plays the role of driver.

I couldn’t even join in on their conversation, so I just held the steering wheel and looked up at the traffic lights.

The color of traffic lights, refreshing green.

The car moves forward, leaving Ban Harin still stopped at the red light.

… … .

… … .

After that, everything was safe.

Just as Eunha is finishing her phone call with Go Young-in, the car that arrived at ‘Saetbyeol Apartment’ stops in front of the main gate.

Do not go inside. Because Eunha told me not to do that.

Ban Harin, who left the driver’s seat, takes out a wheelchair from the trunk and places Eunha, who took it out of the passenger seat, into the wheelchair.

Her legs shaking helplessly leave a throbbing sensation in Ban Harin’s chest.

“This is my first time using a wheelchair and it is quite comfortable. You can also place your carrier under the chair.”

“I will come pick you up tomorrow morning.”

“Thank you. I’ll buy you something delicious later.”

“I want to eat Eunha.”

“Bulul comes with permission.”

The day’s work is over.

Ban Harin, who was looking down at the back of Eunha sitting in the wheelchair, strokes her face with one hand.

‘Eunha… are you okay with this?’

Eunha lost the ability to move her legs overnight, but is still busy wandering around with a smile on her face like usual.

When I look at this foolish girl, an inexplicable throbbing pain passes through my temples.

‘I don’t know.’

The floor you step on is a sheet of thin ice.

Ice is cold but fragile,

Ban Harin only looked at Eunha’s back with a face as cold as ice.

“Your leg should heal quickly. Otherwise, Eunbangul will be sick with worry about Eunha.”

“It’s okay because you’ll be fine in two days.”

Eunha left a message saying thank you for lending her the wheelchair and leisurely entered the ‘Saetbyul Apartment’ in the wheelchair.

The setting sun casts a long shadow over Banharin.

“… … Please be careful going in.”

Ban Harin quietly looked up at the old ‘9th floor’ apartment outside the main gate.

She got into the car, feeling that her shift with the ‘mouse’ was approaching.

The blinking traffic light is yellow.

A color similar to a setting sunset.

An obnoxious color that makes people’s minds wander.

“Did anyone ask when Eunha would recover? He said he didn’t want Eunha to get hurt.”

Ban Harin muttered, leaning his head on the steering wheel.

There is no one listening and no one responding.

“Would it be better to keep him at home and raise him…”

Hidden behind an expressionless face,

A voice that is vague and cannot be conveyed to anyone,

It piles up like a lump and falls at your feet.

… … .

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‘Even if you’re fine, if you worry like that, it becomes harder to talk.’

After breaking up with Ban Harin.

Eunha sighed lightly as she entered the apartment in a wheelchair.

It’s a shame because everyone has such a good heart.

Eunha massages her numb lower body and gets on the elevator.

‘good. Whether it’s Kang Yo-han or something else, I will protect Bang Bang and Ban Harin. Also, Kang Na-ri.’

I massaged the back of my neck, thinking back on the phone call I had just had with Director Go Young-in.

A personal transaction with Go Young-in, not the Hunter Association.

It’s not a bad thing for Eunha either. The bag of money I received from Go Young-in the other day was very heavy.

And once they start trading potions, there will be a natural connection between Kang Na-ri and Go Young-in… which will be of great help to the struggling youngest daughter of the [Blue Dragon Family] in the future.

Kang Na-ri is feeling burdened, saying she already owes a lot of debt.

I committed it in advance without even having time to refuse.

‘I hope Kang Na-ri grows up so well that Kang Do-han can clean up after herself.’

I want to live comfortably and happily.

A little bit of real intention.

Tiing ㅡ.

The elevator arrives at the 9th floor and opens left and right.

Eunha enters the apartment hallway, being careful not to get her wheelchair caught in the door.

Thanks to good people, my life is quite manageable even if I lose the use of my legs.

I look around the dark hallway with my eyes lower than usual.

The sunset coming through the window,

The pitch-black ceiling, as if ink had been spilled on it.

The illusion of being enveloped in darkness gives Eunha a mild sense of dizziness.

“There is no dust in the hallway. Everyone is working hard on cleaning.”

Prison! Prison!

Eunha hit her numb thigh with her fist and moved her hand.

The wheels of the wheelchair move forward, leaving faint marks in the hallway.

[No. 904] was reached that way.

Eunha opened the door and carefully went inside.

There is nothing strange about the entrance with the lights off.

No objects fell in the entrance hallway.

In the distance, beyond the veranda railing, is the crown of a head.

Even though she entered her house, Eunha looked around nervously and barely took a breath.

Checking the ‘rules’ in the guide always makes my heart pound.

‘But since I go to the same places every day, the guidebook doesn’t increase… Okay, let’s just leave it like this.’

I stop the wheelchair at the entrance and take out the [Black Book] from the carrier placed under the wheelchair.

She got up on shaky legs and headed to the living room, leaning on the wall.

The important thing is the trick.

Once you get used to it, not feeling it is no big deal.

“Whoa, it was hard… No, today was also fruitful.”

Somehow I ended up lying down on the soft sofa.

Eunha gently massages her shoulders, which are more tense than usual, and takes off her clothes one by one.

Do I have to stay like this for the next few days?

A new sense of anxiety looms over her shoulders, but she believes in her [Self-Healing] skill and has a positive mind.

Pook. Pook.

I hit my thigh as a test.

It doesn’t hurt.

I thought positively.

Thanks to this, you won’t get sick if you order meat at [Euncheon Restaurant].

It all depends on what you think.

Eunha smiled languidly as she stroked her stomach, which was making her belly button tick.

“Tsk… This is coming back, right?”

Eunha was massaging her thighs, which turned red in an instant even though she was hit with a soft fist.

She tilted her head and looked out onto the veranda.

In the distance, my eyes meet ‘something’ peeking out from beyond the veranda railing.

『… … A little more.”

“It sounds like you’re coming back. Anyway, thank you. Thanks to you, I saved someone’s life.”

『Did I save it?』

‘That’, whose appearance I cannot remember, speaks.

A chill running down my back that shook my instincts, but today, the voice of ‘that’ seemed lighter.

Cheolpuk-.

‘That’ came across the veranda railing.

That thing, whose lower body did not exist just a few days ago, stands up with both feet on the veranda.

Smooth skin without a single scar, and a curved pelvis that makes you want to grab it at least once.

The soft thighs make Eunha frown.

“Is that my leg?”

『Thank you for lending it to me.』

“I’m glad you like it. It was removable.”

Grumbling…

‘That’ opened the veranda door and came out into the living room.

With a sloppy gait, but without falling,

To Eunha lying on the sofa.

Cold blood is dripping from the sloppily placed waist.

Cheolpuk-.

Goosebumps rise every time you take a step closer.

Cold air flows out from the wide open veranda.

Unfortunately, my lower body is in trouble.

Eunha, who was quietly looking up at the ‘thing’ that was strangely approaching, stood up and deliberately let out an ordinary chatter.

But before she knew it, ‘that thing’ came in front of the sofa and pressed Eunha’s chest, causing her to lie down on the sofa.

Shoot…

The sound of waves crashing against the sandy beach and fading away.

It sweeps through Eunha’s complicated mind.

Feeling refreshed, Eunha reached for the [Black Book] she had left on the table.

My heart is pounding… something, whether it’s fear or something else, makes her heart pound.

Purung…

Did you like the sound of Eunha’s heart?

The hand of ‘that’ who laid her down on the sofa pressed her large breasts like a cat on a stove.

It’s okay to do anything as long as it doesn’t hurt, but since I’m scared, I’d like you to talk to me in advance.

Eunha, who uses the [Black Book] as a shield to cover her face, purses her lips.

“I haven’t slept yet, so why are you coming in?”

『I have legs, so I can go anywhere.』

“What are you talking about… Ah, by the way. The cat manager said there was nothing wrong with his back, but why am I the only one with a stiff back every morning?”

There was no answer back.

Only chills and excitement move around the living room.

As expected, I couldn’t communicate with Goi Yi.

… … .

Thump thump…

Then,

While I was having a petty argument with the veranda monster, I heard a strange noise coming from the ceiling.

It looks like someone is running upstairs… tapping the floor with their hands, not their feet.

Sounds unpleasant.

Eunha, lying on the sofa, looked up at the ceiling blankly.

“Hmm?… Anyway, my lower body is precious, so please use it cleanly. At [Euncheon Restaurant], I even received compliments on how soft the meat was.”

『Don’t use yourself in strange places.』

Thump thump thump.

Frowning at the occasional noise coming from upstairs,

It was an eventful day.

… … .

… … .

“That’s it, so please continue making potions.”

“Really?! I’ll do it! Please leave it to me!”

And the next day.

Eunha went to work at the cafe in a wheelchair and explained the events of yesterday to Nari Kang.

Selling the ‘Galaxy Potion’ to Director Go Young-in.

The story was quick because Kang Na-ri was the one who usually supplied recovery potions to the Hunter Association.

“When can I start making it? now? You can make it all day long!!”

“… … I thought he would refuse because it was burdensome, but he was very proactive.”

As soon as Eunha heard the story, she felt puzzled by Kang Na-ri, who was overjoyed.

As she was massaging her thigh, which was in better condition than yesterday, Ban Harin, who had been pushing the wheelchair behind her, quietly bent down and patted Eunha’s shoulder.

“That’s right~. Making that potion means you can meet the ‘blood sample’ that Eunha gave you again! The best blood without any impurities! Rather, I would like to ask you a favor!”

“Uh… yes.”

I was annoyed by Kang Na-ri, who was overly excited, but I moved on with the thought that she just liked making potions.

This is how passionate people like that become big.

Eunha prepared for the future by giving Kang Na-ri Go Young-in’s contact information.

“I will take you to the lounge.”

“Thank you… By the way, Banharin, didn’t you sleep well last night?”

We are well past the halfway point in July.

It’s muggy after the rainy season.

A cafe filled with the usual harmonious atmosphere and the heart-pounding smell of coffee.

So, the [Galaxy Potion], which the Hunter Association announced had discontinued production,

It was a little later that it was supplied to domestic emergency rooms and intensive care units with improved performance.