episode_0219

“Guild leader. Miss Eunha…?”

“Sarang went out to see me off. They said I have to return home before the sun sets.”

Some time passes.

It’s 5 PM when I feel like some events have come to an end.

Ha-yang Kim, the guild leader of [Changcheon Sword House], walked down a quiet wooden hallway and talked to scouter Jeong So-ra.

“It would have been nice to at least have dinner… It’s a shame. You made a big deal and quickly got the meat of an A-class monster.”

” cannot be done. All we can do is wait for our galaxy to come visit again next time. When I want to see you, I will go to Euncheon-gu myself.”

“… Our galaxy?”

A connecting corridor connecting the buildings of the guild headquarters.

If you inadvertently look up, the pitch-black tile roof is creating a lukewarm shadow.

Sabak… Sabak…

The sound of soft footsteps stomps down the hallway, and guild leader Ha-Yang Kim goes down the hallway she and Eunha had wandered through in reverse order.

A strange and mysterious encounter.

As if to remember it, Ha-yang Kim’s footprints are engraved in the hallway.

“Guild leader. Where are you going?”

“Guild leader’s room.”

“It’s the opposite.”

“I see.”

So-ra Jeong approaches Kim Ha-yang with both hands and changes direction.

A very familiar touch.

Ha-yang Kim pouted her lips innocently and walked down the hallway as Jeong So-ra led her.

“… … So, is it true?”

“Don’t you always say that? I can’t understand that way of speaking.”

“The intention is to bring Eunha into the [Changcheon Sword House].”

“If it is okay with our galaxy, I would like to adopt her. I think Sarang will like it too.”

What is Kim Sarang doing right now?

He must be seeing Eunha off in the parking lot in front of the gate.

Sabak… Sabak…

Close your eyes and imagine.

The sight of Kim Sarang and Eunha chatting happily.

I can still see their movements while laughing and fighting with swords.

The smile that appears naturally reveals Kim Ha-yang’s mood.

“… If Eunha comes to our house, would Sarang prefer an older sister or a mother?”

“What kind of bullshit is that?”

“This is a serious question.”

“I seriously don’t know.”

Drurrr.

His head is grabbed by Jeong So-ra and he arrives at the ‘guild leader’s room.’

After opening the sliding door and going inside, Hayang Kim sat down, leaning on the chair with the backrest of the desk she used for office work, and turned the chair around.

Two eyes tightly closed.

She looks out the window, unable to see anything.

The open view of the mountain top was clearly visible beyond the wall.

“… … .”

No matter how good the scenery is, it’s of no use if you can’t see it.

Hayang Kim touched the cold glass window with her fingertips.

What happened today.

The first friend Sarang brought.

A woman with a mysterious and scary atmosphere.

Eunha sweeps down the window, holding the image of a woman with her fingertips.

What is it?

What are the ‘abilities’ shown in the training hall? Is it really the power of the artifact?

What is your relationship with the two people you brought with you?

Really… was that ‘being’ a person?

“I feel like I’m possessed by a witch.”

The finger that swept down the window,

I groped the air as if reflecting on Eunha’s face.

… … .

“Scouter Jeong So-ra.”

“Yes, guild leader.”

Not Kim Sarang’s mother,

Hayang Kim, guild leader of [Changcheon Swordsman].

She leaned back in her chair and spoke in a calm tone.

Jeong So-ra also abandons the lightness from before and treats Ha-yang Kim as a member of a guild.

“It was June… You told me. There is a hunter who must be caught. I don’t remember the details, though.”

“I said that I am a hunter who has no talent as a hunter, but has ‘recovery skills’ that are worth researching.”

“Hunter has no talent… Really? It’s called play, but we played with our love for over 10 minutes?”

“I was surprised too.”

Tsk…

I swept the desk with my fingertips.

Blue mana bounces around like sparks from the friction that occurs.

A habit when thinking about something.

However, what was heard was the sound of stones rolling, and Jeong So-ra watched with a happy smile as guild leader Kim Ha-yang was unusually worried.

“Hmm… Is our guild only accepting grades C or higher?”

“Because we have to deal with monsters coming from the border. Even if you break the convention and bring in Eunha, it will only attract the attention of others, and more than anything, Eunha will hate it. Even the [Blue Dragon Guild] scouter went home empty-handed, and even more so…”

Jeong So-ra’s report follows.

I visited the cafe every day and observed Eunha’s tendencies, what she dislikes, how to approach her, etc…

As expected from someone who abandoned his scouting duties and was only in charge of Eunha, he has solid theories and evidence.

“Hmm. I see.”

Of course, Hayang Kim didn’t understand.

Anyway, wouldn’t it be a conclusion that [Changcheon Swordsman] should capture Eunha?

“But as I said last time, the Hunter Association is protecting her, so it is difficult to approach her carelessly.”

“Mmm. You mean the woman in the black suit next to our galaxy?”

complicated.

The story becomes complicated.

Why is the surroundings of our galaxy so complicated and troublesome?

If my opponent was a monster or a villain, I would have beaten them without thinking twice. It’s truly pitiful.

Cheez, Ha-yang Kim, who was sweeping the desk with her fingertips, pouted her lips.

“In the end, won’t this problem end if I make Eunha my daughter or wife?”

“Guild leader. The story doesn’t end. Please stay quiet.”

“I understand.”

Kim Ha-yang’s protruding lips protruded even more.

… … .

“In the end, is it okay to just help our galaxy do what it wants to do without approaching from this side?”

“It’s also good to stop by a cafe occasionally and get your face stamped.”

“It’s not difficult. Good.”

One agenda is finished.

Boring times.

Although Ha-yang Kim’s main activities are hunting monsters and talking to faces, and she leaves the guild operation to the smart deputy guild leader.

Still, I hear reports once a day.

Because you need to check what problems the guild you are responsible for is experiencing and how it is doing.

And sometimes it was fun because I felt like I was becoming smarter while listening to difficult stories.

“Then, let’s roughly wrap up Eunha’s problem with this… Next item on the agenda.”

“Our love is late. I’m worried so I’ll go look for it.”

“Please listen quietly. Do you remember the villains Eunha found in [Daemari Crack Ground]? These are the guys who trafficked the organs of hunters.”

Jeong So-ra sat down on the shoulder of Ha-yang Kim, who was getting up from her seat, and continued her report.

He continued speaking while wiping away the ramen soup from Ha-yang Kim’s pure white uniform with a wet tissue placed on the desk.

Organ traffickers in [Daemari crack market].

An incident in which a villain infiltrated the [Crack Ground] managed by the guild and murdered dozens of hunters.

These days, getting hit by an accident is an issue that is bothering [Changcheon Geomga] the most.

“We haven’t found the root yet, but we succeeded in finding and interrogating the black market broker. It would be nice if you told Eunha too.”

“What is the result?”

“Smuggled organs of hunters… According to the broker, they were purchased in large quantities from a place called [Facility]. From mid-July.”

The story continues.

Slowly but surely.

As far as it goes without stopping.

“What are Hunter’s organs being used for?”

“I don’t know yet. Rumor has it that people are ground up and made into recovery potions…”

Jeong So-ra read the report on the desk instead of Kim Ha-yang.

Even if the report is written in Braille, he doesn’t want to read it because he says it gives him a headache, so the only way is for me to read it to him.

“Any organ of a hunter is fine… but the organs of those with ‘recovery skill’ seem to be traded especially expensively. As if that is the purpose.”

“Recovery skill……”

Tsk!

Guild leader Kim Ha-yang stopped at the word recovery skill.

Her tightly closed eyes seemed to represent her uncomfortable feelings.

After a while,

After making a decision, Ha-yang Kim turned her chair around to face So-ra Jeong.

“Guild leader. It’s the opposite.”

“I see.”

Binggrrr

She turns her will again and looks at Jeong So-ra.

“Jeong So-ra guild member. Just in case, please ask our galaxy. Don’t you need a bodyguard?”

“Why are you doing that?”

“… … .”

“Guild leader?”

“… Our love. Are you good at your part-time job at a cafe?”

Grumble!

The moment when Ha-yang Kim made a very simple suggestion.

With a brisk step, the sliding door of the ‘Guild Master’s Room’ opened wide.

“Come here~! I’ve been there! I saw off Eunha well. He says he’ll come back to learn swordsmanship next time!”

“Mmm. You worked hard.”

Kim Sarang, who returned after seeing Eunha off, approaches, waving her loose sleeves.

A cheerful voice.

She is so happy to be back after talking to Eunha that she can’t control the raised eyebrows.

“Love. I have something I really want to tell you.”

“Just say the word!”

And then, in the very serious words of Ms. Kim,

Kim Sarang also waited for her mother’s words with a serious look on her face.

… … .

The guild leader of the large guild [Changcheon Swordsman].

3rd year student at Korea’s best [Euncheon Academy], 1st place in practical skills.

Those two people together, two idiots.

“Oh my goshㅡ.”

Jeong So-ra touched her forehead.

I don’t know what that mother and daughter are thinking or what they will do.

Does not matter.

Anyway, it is up to you and your guild members to clean up after yourself.

One by one, new events overlap with the events that have already occurred,

Jeong So-ra felt dizzy as each day became more complicated.

… … .

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And, at 7 p.m.

Another story continues in Euncheon-gu.

『Would you like to donate blood?』

“Good.”

Actually, it’s not a big deal.

Eunha returned to Euncheon-gu in Ban Harin’s car.

She parted ways with Ban Ha-rin, who returned from the monster’s den alive, and Kang Na-ri, who was still motion sick when she returned, receiving a weary farewell.

And to end a tiring day,

They came to visit the [Blood Donation Bus] located near the apartment.

There are only 14 blood donation stickers collected so far.

This is because it was thought that the interval between blood donations was too sparse.

So, whenever I finished something, I decided to stop by the [Blood Donation Bus] and collect stickers.

It’s a similar principle to stamping yourself with a “good job” stamp.

『Is your face red?』

“Ah… I received a little too much massage.”

『… … ? Do you like your complexion?』

A woman in a doctor’s gown innocently asks if the massage felt good.

Eunha quietly nodded and got on the [blood donation bus], pulling a black suitcase.

That’s how blood donation began.

How many times has this happened already?

Now it’s time to get used to it, but as expected, I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the pain of approaching death.

Eunha thought positively.

Isn’t the fact that she’s afraid of pain proof that she hasn’t gone crazy yet?

That’s what Eunha thought when she came to the [Blood Donation Bus], ignoring the ‘rules’.

『It stings? Stinging?』

“Does it sting? Stinging?”

『Don’t keep following me?』

Phew!

Just like that, as usual, a needle of dizzying thickness pierced Eunha’s carotid artery,

I trembled in dizzying pain and felt my whole body become cold.

… … .

… … .

Craddangtang!

That’s how I returned home.

Room 904 of ‘Saetbyeol Apartment’.

After donating blood, Eunha fell onto a soft bed.

“Wow…! Ugh… W-what… Why didn’t you meet [the person in black]?”

She fell on the bed,

I held on to my entire body, screaming for lack of blood, and endured the terrible pain.

It hurts so bad.

This is what it feels like when all the blood drains from your body.

In the meantime, when I donated blood, I met a [black person]… I didn’t know because I came to my senses when my body was finished recovering.

Cells throughout the body began to rot as they waited for the oxygen to be delivered by the blood.

However, the [Self-Recovery] skill restores each cell, steadily breathing life into Eunha’s body.

Rattling! Suddenly…!

Heart beating like crazy.

My fingernails turn pale and I feel nauseous and vomiting.

“Wow…! Cough! A, it’s okay. Rather, I like it!”

Eunha, who felt her complexion slowly returning, raised the trembling corners of her mouth.

Okay.

I was already worried because there was no conversation I could have with [black people].

It’s actually nice to be able to avoid an awkward atmosphere.

Eunha, who squeezed out a positive expression, wiped away her damp skin and stood up with a trembling body.

“Phew…! Phew…!”

Okay. recover.

Even if you donate blood, you don’t meet a [black person]… Has the resilience of [self-recovery] become stronger?

I don’t know.

A skill of love and hate that returns her body to its ‘original state’.

Would you be envious of the fact that you can develop such [self-healing] skills on your own?

‘Why suddenly? Come to think of it, Mr. Banharin also asked if my recovery had increased.’

Increasing resilience.

But the pain remains the same.

What’s at the end… I don’t know.

It will work out somehow, will I die?

Eunha stopped thinking there.

Trudging. Trudging.

I leave the bedroom with unsteady steps.

With each step she took, her stumbling subsided, and by the time she flopped down on the living room sofa, her complexion had returned to some extent.

“Phew… I thought I was going to die.”

Eunha took out a blood donation card from between her large breasts,

I smile proudly as I check the 15th sticker.

… … .

… … .

A day passes by like that.

Ban Harin returned to his home, exhausted.

Kang Na-ri drags her motion sick body back to Eunbangul’s house, where she is staying until she can find a new home.

It’s evening time as the sun slowly sets.

“… … In the end, I only played with Kim Sarang. There are two mites.”

Sreung….

And, after receiving poor swordsmanship training from Kim Sarang at [Changcheon Sword House], and encountering new monsters at [Mirinae Dojo],

His right hand was cut off while learning swordsmanship from a ‘headless warrior’.

Come back after playing with Kim Sarang to your heart’s content,

Eunha visited Kkuyeokkku Station [Blood Donation Bus].

Nevertheless.

Raise a heart that feels like it’s about to collapse from exhaustion.

She decided to do what she had to do.

Giggle~!

“Phew… Now, it’s your turn. Let’s play quickly and sleep. The day is too long.”

The story is over.

Slowly but surely.

But here,

There is a child who escapes the story that has ended and is left alone.

‘That thing’ that only harbored resentment was because it wanted to play around with someone.

Eunha tries to do what only she can do.

Because it’s a hunter.

“Oh, by the way… Can I call a friend?”

Cheaeng!

Eunha took out a kitchen knife from the kitchen and dropped it on the living room floor.

As she finished getting ready to play with the ‘lonely child’… she stroked the ‘leather choker’ around her neck.

… … .

Giggle~!

Late evening.

‘Saetbyul Apartment’ is peaceful again today.

Cry! Sigh!

The child’s happy voice and transparent smile,

Boop boop boop… followed by a plush toy.

“Ah, it’s hard to see her.”

“friend. Thank you for your hard work.』

It’s a late evening event.