Damn Hunter Life Chapter 114
Jin Seol-woon should meet other people besides me, that would be beneficial for his life.
No matter how much I tell him, it would be useless. Jin Seol-woon wouldn’t think of hanging out with other successors unless it’s me, who he’s coincidentally gotten involved with.
“Communities are communities, but I’m curious about Gang-hyeon-ssi’s opinion. Who do you think should be the next leader?”
Next leader? Is that even a question? Obviously, whether I think about what was in the original work or judge by objective skills.
“It can only be Ja Hyeong-woo.”
I’d been thinking about it all along, but this was the first time I’d said it out loud.
To think they’re already talking about deciding the next leader. That much shows the story has progressed quite a bit, and I can feel that major changes at the school are not far off.
‘Ja Hyeong-woo will have a hard time.’
The anxiety inside and outside the school that comes from Woo Sae-geon’s retirement. Having to fill the lacking successor combat power with his own debuff abilities, and although Sa Ye-ho, who’s bright in this area since he’s a business major, will help, there are suddenly association documents he has to be responsible for. There’s probably a ton of things that would be tiring just to think about. Ja Hyeong-woo hates even reading status windows in the first place.
The original Ja Hyeong-woo crossed my mind. I also remember the description of dark circles that had appeared when he collapsed from overwork before taking up permanent residence around his eyes.
…I don’t want to, but I could help if necessary. At least in areas like solving association villains.
Then I startled.
“Ah shit, but wait, the next administration is Ja Hyeong-woo?”
Come to think of it, the back of my neck feels cold. I can sense the ominous signs.
Ja Hyeong-woo will be above me from now on.
‘I didn’t think about power going to that bastard! Isn’t he going to repay what he’s suffered from me with tyranny?’
While I was like that, Jin Seol-woon observed me intently.
“Do you dislike the current leader, or do you dislike Ja Hyeong-woo-ssi?”
“Why are you doing this to me? Don’t use words, use fists instead.”
Then Jin Seol-woon raised his left fist. This crazy bastard?
He thrust his fist right up to my forehead, then stopped. Flick, a finger flick hit my forehead.
I scrunched my face so much my eyes nearly closed, then belatedly became serious.
“What are you doing? You’re crossing the line?”
Jin Seol-woon chuckled.
This bastard couldn’t even apologize properly. When I pretended to get up in annoyance, only then did he grab my arm. I ended up sitting back down.
“How does Gang-hyeon-ssi feel about becoming the leader himself?”
Is this bastard serious?
I was so dumbfounded that no retort came out. Ha, I just let out an empty breath and lightly kicked Jin Seol-woon’s leg with my foot.
“Are you crazy? Hey, do you want to see me completely fuck everything up? Don’t say such ominous things even as a joke.”
“Why not? I think Gang-hyeon-ssi is capable.”
I was about to kick him again, but Jin Seol-woon bent his waist slightly and lightly caught my ankle. Then he tilted his upper body diagonally and made eye contact with me.
At the closer distance, a faint cologne scent came from Jin Seol-woon.
“Gang-hyeon-ssi’s eyes are special. You can see both monsters and attributes. How accurate would it be if someone like that gave battle orders.”
“Hey, even if you have the ability, if you can’t use it—”
“You can use it. You’ve been using it all along.”
Jin Seol-woon’s pupils, black like the night sky with what seemed like a single star floating in them.
“Stop pretending you can’t.”
Jin Seol-woon, who muttered even the last words, shut his mouth tightly and stared at me. As if watching for my reaction.
‘This informal speech…’
But I couldn’t glare at him in time, and my face went blank first at the thought that suddenly occurred.
Jin Seol-woon had said something similar before. That I could do it. That I could sing.
Back then, Jin Seol-woon had said it as an idol. Those were words he’d said to drag me into his main base, music recording.
But now is different from then. Now Jin Seol-woon, who has become a successor, repeatedly tells me. That I can do it.
That it’s okay for me to be someone who saves the world.
…However, at that moment when I was driven into the sensation of my whole body floating up into the sky, my heart became calm instead.
I rolled up my sleeve and showed Jin Seol-woon my arm. My white forearm that was consistently skinny, far from having any muscle.
“Wouldn’t you be embarrassed if this body became the leader?”
“Yes…”
Jin Seol-woon stared intently at my bare arm. In that state, I quietly replied.
“What would happen to the successor image if a troublemaker became leader? I’m totally against it too. …I don’t have confidence to take responsibility either.”
I glared at Jin Seol-woon. It was a kind of warning that I didn’t want him to bring up this topic again.
Perhaps because my firm attitude worked well, Jin Seol-woon shut his mouth. Even until I got up and headed outside the training room, Jin Seol-woon couldn’t call out to me.
Of course, Woo Sae-geon appeared and I had no choice but to be pushed back into the training room.
Under Woo Sae-geon’s guidance, the joint training that followed was familiar training. In other words, zoo time.
While Yang Pyo took 15 minutes of mental cultivation just to summon his sheep familiar, Jin Seol-woon was surrounded by the dragon’s translucent body in 1 second and was stroking its horns.
On the opposite side, an ox familiar with menacingly large horns was waiting with a visual that seemed like it would appear in nightmares.
The ox familiar taking advantage of its criminal record to play the villain, that is, the monster role, while Jin Seol-woon and Yang Pyo used their familiars to face the monster ox (and Woo Sae-geon) in a self-made tanker simulation training.
I just slacked off while glancing at Woo Sae-geon.
‘Our puppy would come in 1 second like a dragon if I called him… Puppy listens better than that guy!’
However, I have a serious special constitution where I get short of breath just from enlarging my familiar’s body. If I joined that battlefield, it was obvious I wouldn’t even be able to collect my bones.
“I’ll just watch.”
I secured time to rest legally like this.
As I was about to go to a corner, Woo Sae-geon’s gaze stayed on me for a long, long time. I flinched at how disgusting it was.
Regardless, Woo Sae-geon stared at me like looking at a caterpillar, then spat out an extremely ominous sound.
“There’s a way to create a more realistic training situation.”
And 5 minutes later.
“Wow… are you really serious?”
I was kneeling on the floor, tied up tightly with rope. Woo Sae-geon held me down with his foot and steadfastly restrained my arms.
“Help with others’ training and prove your usefulness.”
“No, I get what you mean. I understand up to putting me in a prisoner role for rescue simulation, but do you have to tie me up?”
When I turned my head back, I could see Woo Sae-geon holding rope and stepping on my shoulder. His arms holding the rope, and his pupils that somehow seemed to look down on me even though he should be concentrating on tying.
I felt strange. It had been a while since such an unpleasant situation. Yang Pyo and Jin Seol-woon couldn’t even stop it since it was what the leader was doing, and just watched. Jin Seol-woon seemed to have a slight furrow in his brow.
Woo Sae-geon gathered my knees and tied both ankles with the same rope. Compared to what he was doing, his tone was utterly dry.
“This way you’ll feel more need to rescue him.”
“I’ll sue for defamation… Argh!”
Woo Sae-geon, who didn’t care what I said, lifted me with one arm like a bag. He walked with big strides and dumped me in the middle of the training ground. Thrown on the floor, I sprawled to the side like a dead fish.
Standing tall as if he might just step on me, Woo Sae-geon looked at the two successors he had positioned in the corner one by one.
“I tied him tight enough to leave marks. The floor is cold.”
The voice coldly muttering from under his hat was eerie even though I knew it was all an act. It was as if the training ground had instantly become a hostage threatening scene. Goosebumps rose under my chin.
‘Actually he didn’t tie me that tightly…’
Still, since he’s training the kids, I should play along. I subtly trembled.
Whether my trembling showed well outside my white clothes, the expressions of Yang Pyo and Jin Seol-woon watching me gradually changed.
The training began.
Yang Pyo, who had entered the giant sheep familiar and unified with it, looked around carefully with cautious eyes. Jin Seol-woon hadn’t mounted his familiar yet. The dragon coiled its long, large body in a circle and glanced this way.
The ox familiar was snorting like a fighting bull, keeping those two in check.
Just by numbers, they had two over there, we had one here. The standard route would be Yang Pyo distracting the ox familiar while Jin Seol-woon penetrated through that gap.
Yet the reason they could only exchange glances without easily rushing in was because of Woo Sae-geon’s presence, standing tall with my body between his feet. Only brainless monsters would be able to charge at Woo Sae-geon standing there holding a wooden sword.
‘Woo Sae-geon is serious.’
Until now, Woo Sae-geon had restricted sparring between colleagues. But recently, he lifted that rule, limited to himself.
Since once he retires, there will never be a chance to fight together again.
‘He probably intends to squeeze out all his strength in whatever way before then.’
Even when I looked up, due to my position, I couldn’t see Woo Sae-geon’s face, only the hem of his robe and the pants inside it.
At this moment, Yang Pyo bravely charged at the ox familiar. Boom—! The impact sound spread from the sheep familiar and the training ground echoed.
‘Yang Pyo directly charged at the ox?’
I couldn’t believe it. At the ox he was so afraid of? I naturally thought he’d just dodge appropriately while drawing attention.
The surprising thing didn’t end there.
Tap tap tap! Footstep sounds hit the training ground floor hard. Clang! Then the sound of wooden swords clashing rang out loudly.
Woo Sae-geon’s robe fluttered and blocked my vision once before falling, and I opened my mouth.
Jin Seol-woon was swinging his wooden sword at Woo Sae-geon with a fierce expression I’d never seen before.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
