Once upon a time. In a happy kingdom.

    There was a saint who devoured other people’s memories.

    … … .

    “What is causing you pain?”

    Words to open the morning.

    This is something that people always hear when they visit the saint’s house.

    “Saint. This is a general who was captured by the enemy and was tortured severely. Please take away this pain.”

    “Some crazy guy scattered the old man’s pornography in the street. Holy Mother… Please erase that damn pornography from my mind.”

    “Saint, please…”

    Blessing of Oblivion.

    People forget painful memories.

    Their painful memories become the pride of having helped someone, and they accumulate in the saint’s tender heart.

    “Tell me.”

    On the faces of the people who have forgotten their pain,

    Today too, a refreshing smile spreads like mold.

    I saved someone again today!

    The saint was happy.

    … … .

    This is a happy world.

    A kingdom that carves out everyone’s painful memories, like cutting out the rotten parts of a fruit.

    “That… Saintess? Could you possibly restore my lost memories to how they were?”

    But why is that?

    Since when did it start?

    Some people have come to retrieve forgotten memories.

    They bow their heads to the saint with a sorry heart.

    “My wife left home. She yelled at me, asking how I could forget my son… Did I have a son?”

    A father who lost his son to an epidemic.

    He comes to see the saint after losing his son’s memory.

    It’s difficult.

    Memories once lost cannot be brought back.

    The saint was troubled.

    Before my eyes, a man who has forgotten his son’s memories and is suffering from separation from his wife…

    He is in pain.

    How can I help you?

    “… … Tell me.”

    “Huh?… No, wait… Your Majesty!”

    The saint took his wife’s memories.

    … … the next day,

    The ‘single man’ leaves the saint’s house with a refreshing smile.

    I saved someone again today!

    The saint is happy.

    … … .

    There is no one in this kingdom who does not know the face of the saint.

    A woman blessed with the gift of forgetfulness.

    A pillar supporting the happiness of the kingdom.

    … … From the beginning, the pillar was leaning.

    “Saint, please give me back my husband’s memory. We can still be happy.”

    “Saint, do you remember the general who was tortured by the enemy? He seems to have forgotten the confidential information he obtained by infiltrating the enemy. Please restore his memory. ”

    “Saint…”

    The people’s requests change.

    He tells me to bring back the lost memories.

    But, of course.

    There was only one thing the saint could do.

    “Tell me.”

    Today too, the people leave the saint’s house with refreshing smiles.

    …but why is that?

    The saint was no longer happy.

    … … .

    … … .

    This is a world of forgetfulness.

    A kingdom where only refreshment remains, with all the pain removed.

    “What is causing you pain?”

    Nevertheless, the saint helps people.

    Because I can’t forget it.

    The happy faces of those who have forgotten their pain,

    The warmth of those who bow their heads in gratitude,

    Because I can’t forget it.

    “You asked me to return our memories! Saintess!”

    “It’s a witch! It’s a witch!”

    The house is burning with people’s torches,

    But I ended up running away barefoot, with nothing in my possession.

    The woman called the saint helped the sick.

    Wandering around a slowly tilting kingdom.

    Because I want to see people’s refreshing smiles.

    One more time,

    I wanted you to say thank you.

    I wonder if I can save someone today…

    A woman who ran away from everyone sends a small wish to the beautiful night sky of the North Star.

    … … .

    “There it is! There’s a witch!”

    But, in this kingdom,

    There was no one who did not know the face of the saint.

    … … .

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    “Get something called ‘original potion’ from Kang Na-ri and follow Do Jong-ha. I’m worried about the side effects because I haven’t tested it yet, but since someone is about to die, I have to do something. ”

    “What are you going to do, Galaxy?”

    “I have a place to go alone.”

    What is happening.

    I don’t know.

    “Please take the lead. Isn’t this a critical situation?”

    “ㄴ, yes… I’ll go right away.”

    Do Jong-ha, a detective and A-class hunter working in Euncheon-gu.

    Her head was spinning from the strange events that had occurred in just one day.

    ‘Strange incidents’ that started in June.

    A brief dialogue with the Galaxy Hunter, who was judged to be connected to all of these events.

    Later, when I went to [Euncheon Park] for investigation, I saw a subordinate who had aged rapidly.

    There’s even a message from ‘something’ telling you to bring the Galaxy Hunter to the park…

    I hoped it was a bad nightmare.

    But when I bit my cheek just in case, I felt a sharp pain.

    Saying that this is reality, he forces Do Jong-ha to get up and move forward.

    Reality, not a dream.

    In that case, the thing to do would be to somehow save the old subordinate.

    Because he was told not to tell anyone, he couldn’t even call 119, and he ran to Eunha in search of a glimmer of hope.

    ‘The Galaxy Hunter seemed to have something to say… Where did he go alone?’

    Let’s think about saving people first.

    What’s the use of being a detective if you can’t save even one subordinate?

    Even though he was a scoundrel sent by the [Blue Dragon Guild] to suck up Detective Do Jong-ha’s image… that was no reason not to save a dying person.

    ‘I wish people would stop dying.’

    Transparent wind.

    I became a detective because I hated seeing people die.

    As a result, I lived a life with the death of others at my side.

    I have no regrets.

    If you could prevent someone’s death by your presence…

    That’s enough.

    ‘So, Galaxy Hunter, I must know your secret.’

    With eyes filled with determination, he headed to his car with Banharin.

    As we leave the cafe and cross the crosswalk, we see a four-seater car with an old-fashioned design not far away.

    The exterior looks like an old-fashioned foreign car that a famous detective in a novel would drive.

    However, the interior of this car has been tuned to provide a smooth ride, making it a favorite of Do Jong-ha.

    She got into the driver’s seat, glancing at the following Banharin.

    Knock knock…

    “What is that carrier?”

    “Galaxy lent it to me, saying I might need it now.”

    “… … Is there anything inside?”

    “If you know, you’ll get hurt.”

    It’s a bit petty.

    Banharin, who had climbed into the back seat without making a sound, observed the ‘old man’ lying limply in the back seat.

    “Haa… Haa…”

    A breath as precarious as a wind-blown light.

    A faint heartbeat clearly reveals that the old man has little time.

    The subordinate, who had suddenly turned into a shabby old man, looked up at Banharin with blurry eyes.

    ‘… … I will not ‘observe’ with skills.’

    She frowns, her only eye wide open, and begins to shake her legs while fiddling with the ‘inverted cross hairpin’ on her bangs.

    Are you anxious?

    But the face is still expressionless.

    Banharin exhaled, holding the carrier she had received from Eunha like a talisman.

    Thud. Thud.

    There’s something sitting on the roof of the car. Could it be a cat?

    Banharin, who had been fiddling with the carrier, desperately pretended not to know.

    “Whew… I’m really nervous about being separated from Eunha, so I’ll finish this quickly.”

    “You have a very calm face as you speak?”

    “I’m just a slob who just stomps his feet. If it weren’t for Eunha, I would be napping on the cafe table right now. ”

    Daughter-.

    As Banharin said that, she took out a dark blood-colored ‘potion’ from her bosom and dropped it on the old man’s skin.

    … … .

    The ‘original potion’ that Eunha mentioned earlier.

    Unlike [Silver Potion], which is made by diluting the solution as much as possible, this potion is made with a concentration as similar as possible to the original solution.

    This is a potion that is being improved to heal Banharin’s damaged left eye.

    Since it hasn’t been long since the young man turned into an old man, I think there is a chance of recovery.

    What can I do but use expensive meat in times like this?

    Kkuddeuk…

    And the change was dramatic.

    “What is this…”

    “I saw it for the first time too.”

    First it was the skin.

    Wrinkled and stretched skin regains its original elasticity like a rubber band that is pulled left and right.

    A faint sense of touch returns, and the skin that was crumbling like dust becomes moist like rain falling in the desert.

    In less than a minute, the young man regains his original vitality and takes a deep breath.

    A potion that reverses aging.

    I never thought such a thing would exist in this world… No, there is ‘something’ that can make people age in an instant, but is this potion a big deal?

    Do Jong-ha, who had stopped thinking, released the remaining tension.

    “Appearance Age 25. Heart rate and breathing were confirmed to have returned to average levels.”

    “Oh, the end?! Are you done with just pouring a bottle of potion? ”

    “Hasn’t your subordinate returned to normal? You’re expecting too much from someone who doesn’t even have a medical license.”

    In the meantime, the subordinate employee recovered.

    It’s full of things that I don’t understand from start to finish.

    Since there are no visible side effects, Dojong bows his head to Banharin with a complicated expression.

    ‘Something’ in the park. A potion that even reverses aging.

    He takes out his detective notebook from his pocket to record what he sees and hears.

    Now that my subordinate has recovered safely… I need to let people know.

    There is something dangerous hidden in [Euncheon Park].

    It is a place where civilians also enter.

    We need to work with the Hunter’s Association to close the park and then launch a large-scale search to eliminate any hazards.

    ‘Maybe he’s the culprit behind the ‘incidents’ that have been happening in Euncheon-gu… Let’s ask the Galaxy Hunter when he returns…’

    For a safe Euncheon-gu.

    I let out a sigh of relief at the comfortable breathing of my subordinate.

    … … .

    – Mr. Banharin. Did you get a call?

    – Mr. Banharin. Did you get a call?

    It was around that time that I received a call from Eunha.

    … … .

    … … .

    Thud… Thud…

    A car parked on the shoulder of the road.

    Raindrops fall on an old-fashioned, vintage car.

    Thud. Thud… Thud. Thud.

    Drops of water come together to form raindrops.

    It’s the first news of rain we’ve heard in a long time since the rainy season ended.

    Swish.

    It carries a cool air like a winter wind,

    One by one, they fall down on Do Jong-ha’s car.

    Do Jong-ha frowns as he turns on his car wipers due to the sudden downpour.

    Something… It’s as if the atmosphere has suddenly changed.

    A strange feeling.

    – Mr. Banharin. Did you get a call?

    – Mr. Banharin. Did you get a call?

    The moment I heard that bell ring, the air changed.

    Do Jong-ha quietly put away the notebook he had taken out.

    “… The ringtone is unique.”

    “I worked hard to record it. I won’t give it to you.”

    “No need.”

    “How dare you refuse a recording of Eunha’s voice?”

    “What the hell.”

    Beep-.

    Banharin, who habitually wiped away her expressionless face, answered the phone.

    Soon after, a beautiful voice that could not be contained in a ringtone flows out, enveloping Banharin’s eardrums and beginning to seduce her.

    After parting ways with Eunha at the cafe, about 1~2 hours had passed.

    In the short time I haven’t seen you, your voice has become even more beautiful.

    – Hello~. Are you Banharin?

    “Miss Galaxy. The objective has been completed. Hunter Do Jong-ha’s subordinates have recovered safely. ”

    – That’s good… Is Mr. Do Jong-ha next to you?

    “We are in Hunter Do Jong-ha’s car right now.”

    Swish.

    It’s raining.

    Banharin shook off her anxiety by touching the ‘hairpin’ on her bangs in the cool air.

    Kagak… Kagak…

    The sound of a saw or similar object scraping against a wall.

    The noise coming from the other end of the phone is lost in the sound of the rain.

    “It ended well without opening the carrier…. I will return when Do Jong-ha Hunter’s subordinate regains consciousness, so don’t worry…”

    – Hand your phone over to Do Jong-ha and get out of the car. Take your carrier with you.

    “I don’t know for sure, but I’ll run away right now.”

    She was shaking her legs with an expressionless face in the unknown cold.

    Banharin quickly grabbed her carrier and escaped the car at Eunha’s words to stay out if she didn’t want to get left behind.

    “Huh? What’s going on all of a sudden? Ms. Banharin?”

    “Have a nice time.”

    Bam-.

    Banharin’s cell phone, which she was talking on, falls onto the passenger seat.

    … … .

    Rattling.

    The door closes.

    Ban Harin got out of the car before Do Jong-ha, who still had not fully grasped the situation, could say anything.

    She spread her arms out toward the pouring rain like someone who had escaped from prison, and walked through the rain with an expressionless face.

    Knock knock.

    Towards a cafe where you can feel at ease.

    The sound of the carrier being pulled slowly fades away.

    “… … .”

    Swish.

    A pouring rain shower.

    The sound of footsteps hidden in the rain.

    The sound of something approaching.

    “… … Hello.”

    Soon, Do Jong-ha picks up Ban Harin’s cell phone and starts talking to Eun-ha.

    cold.

    – Do Jong-ha~ Sir~. How was your day? Nothing weird yet, right?

    “Ms. Galaxy…… First of all, thank you very much. Thanks to you, I was able to save my subordinate’s life. I don’t know what the potion is, but please don’t kill my performance.”

    – Haha… It’s nice to hear you say thank you.

    A light laugh.

    Behind the voice of the galaxy, a heavy rain shower can be heard.

    Are you walking in the rain?

    “How can I repay this favor…”

    – … … .

    There is no answer in return.

    The faint sound of laughter disappears into the sound of the rain.

    It’s creepy.

    That’s how I evaluated the voice coming from the phone.

    “If you need anything, please let me know. I will help you in any way I can.”

    – “Really? ”

    Swish…

    It’s raining cats and dogs.

    It pours down as hard as the depth of the resentment.

    Dojong looked out the window at the pouring rain.

    It was so strangely dark that it was difficult to even discern my surroundings.

    It’s pouring down like this.

    “Mr. Do Jong-ha, let me ask you one thing… What are you going to do today?”

    “What are you doing?… I don’t have any plans. Would you like to have dinner together?”

    “That’s okay too.”

    A conversation about nothing is taking place.

    The subordinate lying in the backseat was breathing comfortably, and Do Jong-ha, who had started the car, prepared to get out of the seat.

    I need to get back to the office quickly.

    Because I witnessed an obvious ‘abnormal phenomenon’ that was different from the Hunter’s skills.

    We need to let you know before another victim appears.

    And once the bare minimum is done, we’ll have to ask about the galaxy’s ‘secrets’.

    “Um…… That won’t work.”

    “Huh?… What… do you mean?”

    “I was going to tell you to lock the veranda window before you go to bed… but then I’d be late. I have to do this quickly.”

    And at that moment.

    Eunha said something strange.

    As if reading the pain in Do Jong-ha’s heart.

    “We’re both in the same car. We can do them both at once.”

    “… … Eunha-ssi. Is that really Eunha-ssi? Something’s been weird since a while ago.”

    “It’s okay. I’ll forget it tomorrow.”

    I don’t know what you’re talking about.

    She was confused.

    Why is the air so cold, and when will the rain stop?

    When will the subordinates wake up…

    “Excuse me, Mr. Do Jong-ha… What hurts you?”

    The voice of the galaxy that was heard from the phone just now,

    At some point,

    Is it coming from outside the car?

    “… … .”

    Put down your mobile phone and

    I turned my head to the driver’s window.

    … … .

    Rattle. Rattle. Rattle. Rattle.

    Galaxy was pulling on the driver’s seat door handle while getting hit by a rain shower.

    With a languid smile.

    Stick to the window with a smiling face, rattling.

    Her chest, larger than her head, is pressed against the transparent window and crushed like a hotteok.

    “Can you open this for me?”

    The face of ‘that thing’ that I looked up at,

    No matter how many times I tried to recall it, I couldn’t remember it.

    Bouwaangㅡㅡㅡ!

    There was no hesitation.

    Do Jong-ha, whose survival instinct was awakened by the rising fear,

    I started running away from the galaxy, stepping on the excel with all my might.

    … … .

    … … .

    Swish.

    A shower.

    Pouring rain.

    The passenger seat is empty, and a subordinate is lying in the back seat.

    ‘What was that just now? Was that Eunha?’

    My breath is pounding.

    She, an A-class hunter, is running away from a D-class hunter.

    But the moment my eyes met with ‘that thing’, I had no time to think of any other way but to run away.

    Because it felt like something precious was disappearing from my mind.

    Is that a person?

    It’s dangerous.

    Boohoo.

    An old-fashioned car raced through Euncheon-gu.

    He heads straight to his office, mindful of the slippery, rainy road.

    But if you run away like this, they won’t chase you anymore.

    She takes a deep breath and passes the intersection into an alley.

    Swish.

    When you look up the alley where it is raining, you can immediately see the sign that says ‘Do Jong-ha Detective Agency.’

    We’ve finally arrived at our office.

    I missed you so much.

    I shouldn’t go outside for about a week.

    ‘I survived… I felt like I ran away from a ghost.’

    Now move your subordinates to the office,

    I recorded the events that happened today and the Galaxy Hunter’s strange behavior in the ‘Investigation Log’…

    … … .

    “It’s frustrating to just stay at home.”

    “Let’s go out and play.”

    “where?”

    … … .

    Phewㅡㅡㅡㅡ!

    It’s scary to think that,

    In the passenger seat where there was nothing.

    A bloody galaxy fell down.

    “Colok……! Oh my, I like this sticker. It hurts less.”

    The ‘thing’ with the broken neck laughs as it takes off the ‘1++ sticker’ attached to its chest.

    “… … hiccup.”

    “So, what hurt and made you come here?”

    What is that?

    Do Jong-ha’s eyes darkened.

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