Don’t Look for the S-Class Hunter with Retirement
Don't Look for the Retired S-Rank Hunter
Sunshine(?) gong, fox-like gong, crazy gong, younger gong, sweet gong, immature gong, romantic gong, baby gong, separation anxiety gong, beautiful shou, depressed shou, low self-esteem shou, pretends-to-be-prickly-but-failed shou, soft mochi shou, pushover shou, sweet shou, older shou
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After a certain incident, Magnetic Lee Doun, the #1 ranked hunter, decided to unofficially retire from the hunter world. As he stayed holed up at home suffering from depression, persistent messages began arriving at some point.
[Magnetic-nim! Today's going to be a heat wave ( '◇' )> Please be careful of the heat]
[They say today's going to be very hot ( ᴗ_ᴗ̩̩ ) Our Yeoun Guild has a newly built building equipped with the best heating and cooling facilities. How about having a cup of coffee with me in a cool office on this hot day? (｡˃́⌔˂̀｡)]
Unable to stand it anymore, he impulsively sent a reply...
[Stop sending messages before I destroy your guild]
Despite the warning, the messages kept persistently arriving. Eventually, Doun went to meet this unidentified stalker.
"I told you I'd kill you if you kept sending these kinds of messages."
"Gasp. To think I could die at the hands of my respected hyung. It's such an honor."
It seemed he'd gotten tangled up with a crazy person who couldn't be reasoned with.
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"Hyung. I think I have a thing for crying men." At this out-of-nowhere statement, Doun backed away in shock. Warning lights went off in his head. This bastard isn't normal. Run away. His instincts were telling him that.
"You crazy bastard."
"I want to date hyung."
"......Get lost."
"Hyung......"
"I said get lost. I'm going to block your number. Don't contact me."
"Hyuuung......!"
"Why aren't you getting lost? Where do you think you're clinging to......!"
Doun squeezed his eyes shut as he pushed away Samin's head, who had suddenly pulled him into an embrace. He felt like he'd never forget until the day he died the scent of cool cologne that had subtly mixed into the suffocating, sweltering summer air.
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