Damn Hunter Life 92

Damn Hunter Life Chapter 92

People with different attributes from Gyeon Gang-hyeon, whose zodiac animals belong to yin.

For fire, there was Sa Ye-ho; for wood, Myo Cho-hui; for water, Hae Mi-jun. Unfortunately, Won Ha-ri was ‘sheep,’ so there was no suitable candidate for metal attribute at this point.

Sa Ye-ho’s consent had already been obtained, and Hae Mi-jun would unconditionally listen to whatever he said, so there was no need to worry about that.

Gyeon Gang-hyeon finally stood before the biggest wall.

‘I’m scared to even talk to Myo Cho-hui…’

However, since Woo Sae-geon’s condition for allowing stage participation was obtaining consent from those three people, there was no other way.

Even when he argued that consent wasn’t necessary since he wouldn’t do it with women anyway, Woo Sae-geon wouldn’t budge, so there was no other option.

He had to contact Myo Cho-hui directly.

The very person he had desperately avoided encountering out of fear ever since he had blurted out about her parents in front of others last time.

‘Myo Cho-hui’s disgust toward me will only increase the more we meet face-to-face… Phone call? No, chat… Should I just ask Won Ha-ri to pass along the message?’

After agonizing over it, he chose to chat.

Me > Rabbit Successor: Um, sorry for the sudden message

Me > Rabbit Successor: By any chance, wouldn’t you want to try creating a skill that mixes wood and earth attributes?

Me > Rabbit Successor: You were originally interested in my skills anyway

She had been interested. She was the first to notice Gyeon Gang-hyeon’s peculiarity and expressed her intention to experiment with it.

‘Though I brushed her off by siding with Woo Sae-geon’s line…’

It was the most terrifying first contact in the world. Gyeon Gang-hyeon anxiously kept glancing at the chat window with uneasy eyes, until a reply came.

But… an unexpectedly disturbing reply arrived.

Rabbit Successor > Me: Tell me what I need to do. I’ll listen.

This was unbelievable.

‘A private chat and she responds this kindly? Myo Cho-hui? To me? To a scoundrel she can’t even stand to look at?’

Was it a trap? Sarcasm? Mockery? Bewildered, Gyeon Gang-hyeon rubbed his eyes and looked at the chat window again. The content written in the chat window was still the same.

Anyway, let’s try explaining everything first. It wouldn’t be too late to confirm whether Myo Cho-hui was sincere then.

Me > Rabbit Successor: It’s not something we’d do now. I’m just letting you know in advance that we might need to do it later if a necessary situation arises

Me > Rabbit Successor: Physical contact like holding wrists would be needed, is that okay?

Oh, my poor fate… Right now, it was practically like declaring to Myo Cho-hui that she’d need to make contact with a man. It would be fortunate if he didn’t die.

Gyeon Gang-hyeon held his head. He had even reduced the contact area from ‘hand’ to ‘wrist’ in his efforts not to upset Myo Cho-hui.

And the result of that effort came with the second reply.

Rabbit Successor > Me: Got it. I’ll remember.

Gyeon Gang-hyeon trembled in shock.

At the same time, Myo Cho-hui was also staring at the chat window.

Since she wasn’t in front of others, her face showed no deliberate liveliness—it was frighteningly expressionless. However, according to an expression that only her parents would recognize, she wasn’t currently in a bad mood.

“Both of them passed away.”

That single sentence wouldn’t leave her mind, so she might be unusually dejected rather than anything else.

“…That was fucking scary.”

That afternoon, Gyeon Gang-hyeon lay on the break room sofa with a pale face, telling Sa Ye-ho a tale that wasn’t really a heroic tale.

“Right. That’s weird for Myo Cho-hui noona. You should be careful walking alone at night.”

“Uh…”

Sa Ye-ho, who was sitting under the sofa with his arms draped over it, secretly rolled his eyes once.

‘I thought it would be difficult for her to receive Gyeon Gang-hyeon favorably. Was that incident with her parents really the catalyst?’

Then he suddenly gestured toward the break room doorway with his chin.

“But why is that guy following you around? Are you his fan?”

This break room where they were currently being lazy.

Gyeon Gang-hyeon was a weakling who couldn’t even keep up with half the average training time, and Sa Ye-ho was a slacker who didn’t even do half the average training time, so a cooperative relationship had formed. The two would occasionally run into each other in the break room and chat.

In such a place, the Twelve Zodiac’s top healer, Ja Hyeong-woo, was standing guard at the door dressed in his navy blue hwarang outfit, so he was bound to be in the way.

Gyeon Gang-hyeon sharply turned his chin.

“I don’t know. He says he’s monitoring me.”

Ja Hyeong-woo heard those words. He, who had been standing like a jangseung pole, instantly frowned and glared at the sofa.

“The break room isn’t your personal space either.”

“It’s not my personal space, but you can’t come in. Because you need to be training. Get out!”

Then Sa Ye-ho suddenly said:

“Is he monitoring your chastity?”

“What the hell… It’s not even worth responding to.”

It wasn’t entirely wrong though. If you considered it monitoring the contact chastity that the other party would lose through contact with Gyeon Gang-hyeon…

Gyeon Gang-hyeon’s cheeks turned slightly red. He struck Sa Ye-ho’s shoulder from behind with his fist. Trying to hide his embarrassment, his mouth ran even more.

“Hey, wasn’t your broadcast the kind without sexual jokes? But what the hell is in this bastard’s head?”

“If this counts as sexual jokes, our Gang-jji is really pure.”

Sa Ye-ho, who had been giggling, suddenly made his slit eyes sparkle. As if something had just occurred to him, he tapped Gyeon Gang-hyeon’s arm.

“Hey, when we do that thing in the stage, can we put in several at once? Let’s try putting me and Sae-geon hyung in together.”

“Only one attribute at a time works, you crazy bastard. Why is Woo Sae-geon even coming up when he’s not directly involved? Are you trying to fuck with me?”

“What’s ‘fuck’ to oppa?”

When Gyeon Gang-hyeon got really angry, he used harsh profanity too. Sa Ye-ho was grinning and trying to appease Gyeon Gang-hyeon when a chat notification popped up on Sa Ye-ho’s status window.

Mouse Successor > Me: Shut your mouth. Watch your language.

Ja Hyeong-woo kept his gaze fixed on the wall, waiting for Sa Ye-ho to send back a properly thought-out response.

Snake Successor > Me: Whoa, first time getting a private chat from Ja Hyeong-woo

Ja Hyeong-woo’s expression crumpled violently. The other party wasn’t listening to the warning even with one ear.

Me > Snake Successor: Can’t you understand? I told you not to say dirty things to Gang-hyeon. Before I cut off your heals.

Snake Successor > Me: Whoa lol ㅠㅅㅠ Ye-ho is scared

While chatting and only smirking with the corners of his mouth, Sa Ye-ho glanced back at Gyeon Gang-hyeon.

Before he knew it, Gyeon Gang-hyeon was lying sideways on the sofa, dozing off. His eyes were already more than half closed.

“Going to sleep? Here?”

“No… I’ll go home and sleep.”

“Now?”

Sa Ye-ho’s voice carried a moment of bewilderment as he asked back.

“Hey, if you leave now—”

Before he could even say “I’ll be left alone with Ja Hyeong-woo,” Gyeon Gang-hyeon had already disappeared with a poof.

An eerie silence flowed through the break room like a lie. Sa Ye-ho glanced at the massive figure by the door like someone whose shield had disappeared, leaving only his bare body behind.

No, actually this worked out well. Without Gang-hyeon here. Sa Ye-ho soon leaned back on the sofa with his hands clasped and faced Ja Hyeong-woo.

“The conditions Gang-hyeon is looking for to do the yin-yang experiment are these, right? Successors who have different attributes, are male, and are adults. When you filter by all the conditions… there’s one person left, isn’t there?”

The two men, who had never had any particular interest or curiosity about each other, made eye contact for almost the first time.

These people who would never have had such a conversation before Gyeon Gang-hyeon appeared.

“You’re pissed that you don’t meet the conditions and I do, aren’t you?”

Ja Hyeong-woo wasn’t monitoring Gyeon Gang-hyeon—he was monitoring Sa Ye-ho.

Having figured this out just from being in the same space, Sa Ye-ho was dying of amusement at this situation. Ja Hyeong-woo’s gaze became even sharper.

* * *

When Gyeon Gang-hyeon receives yin energy, his already insufficient yang energy gets drawn toward it, disrupting his body’s balance. However, if you only consider skill power, that’s better.

When Gyeon Gang-hyeon receives yang energy, conversely, it has no meaning for skill fusion. However, the energy he personally needs gets recharged.

Ja Hyeong-woo couldn’t control himself. Until Gyeon Gang-hyeon completely finished that ‘experiment,’ he would probably be like this the entire time.

He sought out wherever he was and followed him around.

Even using his mouse familiar to keep track of where Gang-hyeon went and getting detailed reports of what conversations he had wasn’t enough.

‘When it comes to contact and such, if something happens, the mouse familiar can’t physically intervene.’

While doing nothing but shameful acts, another, more upright self in Ja Hyeong-woo’s head kept pressing him.

‘When are you going to confess to him what that healing method that keeps saving Gang-hyeon actually is?’

Gyeon Gang-hyeon was getting closer and closer to the truth.

Since he had come up with the idea of receiving attribute energy containing yin energy from others to use skills.

There would definitely come a time when he would accurately diagnose the cause of his pain as ‘lack of yang energy’ and furthermore realize on his own that he had been recovering by obtaining yang energy from external sources all this time.

‘I should tell him the truth first before that happens…’

He kept postponing it out of fear of the reaction. Vaguely hoping that a time would come when their relationship became more favorable.

Afraid that Gang-hyeon would get angry.

Or afraid that he might go to someone else more comfortable and ask them to do it instead.

Though he used the excuse of a healer’s duty, Ja Hyeong-woo wasn’t actually the only person capable of giving yang energy. There was someone else who met the conditions.

‘…Jin Seol-woon.’

He thought of the Dragon Successor. Though two years younger, he was definitely an adult, and had a sculpture-like mature appearance with almost no baby fat.

‘Actually, if Gang-hyeon learns the truth…’

Afraid that he himself would become unable to do it. Afraid of being taken away from.

He was aware that he was doing wrong by Gang-hyeon. It was deceiving him. He knew it all. However, time and again, he rationalized it to himself.

Guilt accumulated in his chest.