Damn Hunter Life 39

Damn Hunter Life Chapter 39

While Sa Ye-ho was having a one-person debate on ‘Why the hell are cup noodles so delicious,’ he tore off the lid of a small cup of cup noodles. Steam rose up.

“Want to make a bet? Whether it’ll splatter on your white clothes or not while you finish the cup noodles.”

As I was stirring the noodles, Sa Ye-ho butted in.

“Three hundred thousand points on ‘it’ll splatter.'”

I bet first without hesitation and put the noodles in my mouth.

“Wow, you’re betting the house deed. Me too on ‘it’ll splatter.’ Hey, then the bet doesn’t work. Just fucking pour the broth all over your clothes.”

“How did you know? I use disposable white traditional clothes.”

“No, I’m curious, why do you only wear white traditional clothes all the time?”

“Similar reason to why you crossdress.”

“It’s not crossdressing.”

“Mine’s also a concept, man.”

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—Were you guys originally friends?

—Did you go to the same high school?

—Convenience store vibes during exam period

—*This is their first conversation today

—Sorry about appearance talk but your faces look great together

—Ye-ho, broth splattered on your clothes

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“Son, why are you only eating that much?”

Sa Ye-ho, do you want to adopt a son like me?

“Stop feeding me! Did you skip lunch?”

“No? I ate deliciously though? Just one bite. Ah.”

Since he really held out chopsticks, I leaned against the backrest and opened my mouth.

Perhaps because we had chemistry as same-age friends that made people chuckle, the chat atmosphere wasn’t too bad despite troublemaker Gyeon Gang-hyeon being there.

However, the same question kept coming up periodically.

—Dog-nim, why did you drink so much back then?

—The private message is closed so I can’t send this, but there are tons of recordings going around of Gyeon-ssi cursing at students while drunk

—Meanwhile, he covered his face with a hat on CCTV ㅋ

Sa Ye-ho wasn’t particularly reacting to such chats, but he wasn’t banning them either…

It was clear on screen that my eyes had read the chat. I acted a bit awkward while leaning my head against the backrest and closing my eyes.

“…I was wrong. I think I was pathetic myself.”

It’s not a lie. It’s ambiguous to apologize since it wasn’t something I, the possessor, did, but I do feel troubled about it.

Sa Ye-ho glanced at me with milk bread cream smeared all over his lips. He made a light comment.

“Yeah. That was fucking pathetic.”

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—ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋWipe the cream off before talking seriously

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It seemed like Sa Ye-ho had deliberately gotten cream on himself before speaking. To change the chat atmosphere.

I had finished eating and put my hands down first. When I tried to look at my phone, Sa Ye-ho blocked me with eye signals. He seemed to want me to focus on the broadcast.

“I’ll end the broadcast when I finish eating. I need to train now.”

Then the broadcast is almost over.

Sa Ye-ho talking about new snacks. My impression from watching this guy briefly—

The snack review is a pretense, and I strongly feel he’s reviewing ‘Gyeon Gang-hyeon.’

‘If Woo Sae-geon disciplined the Twelve Zodiac, Sa Ye-ho was the person who controlled the pace so the atmosphere wouldn’t flow too badly.’

No matter how much he seems like someone with only air in his head, as a 22-year-old senior group member, he also has some role he’s taken on.

“Bye~. See you again. Hey, you say goodbye too.”

The camera finally turned off.

Leaving me alone for a moment, Sa Ye-ho hummed while cleaning the table thoroughly. He didn’t ask me to help.

“No appearance fee? Sorry, but instead of getting permission to broadcast, I agreed to donate all income to Hunter School students.”

I expected that.

Sa Ye-ho talks so much that chatting with the status window is his hobby.

“Comeback in 2 years? That’s fucking long… Viewers will drop off waiting.”

Broadcasts during school attendance would be uploaded under the Hunter Association’s name, not GO Ye-ho, with a clause that there would be no profit at all.

Still, he probably begged the association just to let him broadcast.

Sa Ye-ho, who had finished cleaning the table, plopped down next to me. Without the camera, he didn’t put his arm around my shoulder.

“Worried about the reaction?”

Perhaps misunderstanding my silence, he asked with a subtle grin.

“Not really.”

I kept my gaze on the clock inside the restaurant and continued.

“That chat was fake anyway.”

Sa Ye-ho pulled his back off the chair and looked at me.

I actually knew. That the streaming chat was fake reactions created by AI.

Sa Ye-ho probably anticipated the chat viewers would write upon seeing me and thoroughly input keywords in advance.

In other words, that wasn’t live streaming but just a recording camera. Viewers had never seen me.

“Whoa. How did you know? Ordinary people usually can’t tell the difference!”

Well, it appears in the original work. Sa Ye-ho using this trick.

That time it was for a prank, but I didn’t think Sa Ye-ho would use this method only once, so I suspected it.

Decisively, when Sa Ye-ho stopped me from looking at my phone, I was certain. More precisely, he prevented me from checking communities.

If Gyeon Gang-hyeon was a broadcast guest, the communities should definitely be buzzing, but there was no mention there, and I would have noticed.

In the end, I counter-deceived Sa Ye-ho who was trying to deceive me. But rather than being upset, Sa Ye-ho just muttered as if his surprise hadn’t faded.

“You acted seriously knowing it was fake.”

Well, Sa Ye-ho was serious too.

This time it was being recorded, but even if it was pointless work that wouldn’t leave any video, I would have made the same comments and focused on the fake chat.

“I didn’t do it for viewers to see. I did it for you to see.”

Even if broadcasting might seem like ridiculous behavior to others, it’s Sa Ye-ho’s truly important main job, so how could I approach it carelessly?

A smile rose on Sa Ye-ho’s face. The smile that seemed distorted for a moment as he tried to close his gaping mouth was a sight never shown during the broadcast.

“I knew I’d like this bastard.”

“I didn’t know.”

Though I showed an openly stiff reaction, Sa Ye-ho seemed to care more about his own joy.

“I like bastards who draw aggro well. I also like bastards who can be masks.”

Sa Ye-ho touched his phone with one hand without looking and held it out to me. It was a blank keypad screen for entering phone numbers.

“Do you like games?”

Instead of answering, I took Sa Ye-ho’s phone.

My impression after all that commotion ended.

Honestly, Sa Ye-ho was the easiest to win over among the Twelve Zodiac.

‘This guy’s biggest current worry is just… being bored to death because he has no peers with matching codes.’

He can’t hang out with regular students because Woo Sae-geon forbade it, saying it would loosen successor discipline.

But then what’s with Sa Ye-ho not doing something when Woo Sae-geon says not to?

[“Hey hey, but can I upload this video later? It came out well.”]

“Do whatever. Just tell me before you upload it.”

Due to original Gang-hyeon’s influence, my house has a separate game room. But what good is having such a thing? When Sa Ye-ho suggested gaming from that evening, I had no energy. I collapse after coming home from successor training.

So Sa Ye-ho is at his place, and I’m lying on my bed watching Sa Ye-ho game alone and keeping him company in conversation.

While others don’t have enough time to train, this guy games non-stop.

“Don’t you train… never mind.”

For a moment, the repertoire I use every time I encounter Ja Hyeong-woo almost came out. I just shut my mouth.

Sa Ye-ho had both game screen and face cam displayed together as if broadcasting, even though it was just the two of us playing. Sa Ye-ho’s gaming face was in the bottom right, and I was shown in the top left with my hair spread on the pillow.

[“I’m gaming after coming from training, you know?”]

“I suppose so.”

While everyone voluntarily trains until late at night, he alone probably left work on time.

[“My comparison target is Cheon-ah, so I just need to follow as much as Cheon-ah does.”]

That talent-gifted bastard is annoying.

Ma Cheon-ah of the same fire attribute has to work hard to do that, while Sa Ye-ho can achieve the same with half-hearted effort.

[“If I do too well, Cheon-ah gets impatient. I just need to be moderate~ a little worse than Cheon-ah.”]

Right, if Jin Seol-woon’s main job is singing, this guy’s main job is gaming.

Sa Ye-ho’s character cheerfully slaughtered mobs on screen. Finding the movement section to the boss battle boring, Sa Ye-ho chattered.

[“What did you do before becoming a hunter? Did you go to college or not?”]

Sa Ye-ho is the first person to ask me this. Hae Mi-jun seems like he wants to ask but never does to the end. Does he think ahead by himself that it might be rude?

I don’t know what Gyeon Gang-hyeon was doing since it’s not in the original work.

The possessing me in my previous life…

……

‘If I say I can’t remember, Sa Ye-ho will look at me strangely.’

“Just lived, you know.”

[“Then you were unemployed? Will you appear on my broadcast when you retire?”]

“I don’t know…”

Suddenly overwhelmed by sleepiness, I rustled the blanket.

[“Don’t sleep! Don’t sleep don’t sleep don’t sleep don’t sleep ugh shit what’s with that sniper!”]

Sa Ye-ho was so loud gaming that I couldn’t really fall asleep.

[“Right, hey, is your body okay when you train?”]

“Yeah. I haven’t coughed up blood since then.”

[“Fuck, the Busan Gate backstab was insane. When they said the reserve team of 2 was released and I was rushing out frantically, my deployment rights were stolen right before my eyes. Fucking highway robber bastard! Made me like a dog chasing chickens… no, a snake chasing dogs? But ah, it’s funny again. Hehehe Ha-ri treating you like a fucking princess…”]

He’s being serious, getting annoyed, rolling around laughing, but anyway—

Sa Ye-ho surprisingly treats me as a human being. Though he’s far from being as extreme as someone like Ja Hyeong-woo, he still shows human concern.

Plus there are unexpectedly beneficial advantages he brings.

[“Sae-geon hyung will probably send you if another D-grade gate appears.”]

Sa Ye-ho had already started another game. Though sleepy, I was planning to play the mystery game Sa Ye-ho was doing together for just 20 minutes, putting our heads together across the screen when Sa Ye-ho suddenly said.

If it’s a D-grade gate, additional training?

“Just me?”

[“Yeah, just you.”]

“What about Hae Mi-jun and Won Ha-ri?”

[“After seeing the accident when he sent you and Won Ha-ri together last time, he says it’s hopeless to send two or more newcomers together.”]

Being with Sa Ye-ho, Woo Sae-geon’s stories often flow in.

This was also good for judging how far the original flow had progressed. I had caught an important information line. Woo Sae-geon is the leader with final decision-making power, and external incidents reach him first.

Sa Ye-ho knew Woo Sae-geon’s situation to an amazing degree. What that gentleman is currently busy with, how much he’s agonizing over Twelve Zodiac management. The consistent mindset that he regards us underlings as kindergarteners…

‘There’s no way Woo Sae-geon would directly spill such things, so how does this guy know everything?’

At minimum, Woo Sae-geon allowed Sa Ye-ho to fidget around nearby.

‘Does that make sense? He’s exactly the type Woo Sae-geon would hate most. Noisy and distracting.’

In the original work, there didn’t seem to be any particular mention of Sa Ye-ho being close to Woo Sae-geon. Was it skipped because it wasn’t Ja Hyeong-woo’s business?

Anyway, Sa Ye-ho is a double-edged sword. The fact that I’m hearing Woo Sae-geon’s news like this means, conversely, my stories also get carried to Woo Sae-geon through Sa Ye-ho.

Ding.

Suddenly a notification appeared in the status window.

You have been invited to Successor Communication.