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    • by Cristae — 291 To-Do (4) “I met a weird man today.” During dinner, Woo I-rok spoke up, as if suddenly remembering something. “A weird man?” “Yeah. You know the name I used back when I was at the orphanage, before you came to get me?” Park Jeongmin. A name I’d rather not remember. As I frowned, I-rok mimicked me, narrowing his brow as well. The kid’s already picking up on things. “He kept calling out that name.” “You didn’t answer, did you?” “What do you take me…
    • by Cristae — 292 Magic Lamp (1) “Wahahahaha!!!!!” Han Taekyung burst into laughter, bound tightly by Kim Chaemin’s magic. I had no idea what he found so amusing. My head was already starting to ache. “Huh? You want to know what that monster is?” Han Taekyung looked around at the vines Kim Chaemin had conjured, as if he found them entertaining. Compared to when she’d restrained Hope, this magic seemed almost playful, but the way he laughed made it all the more irritating. Kim Chaemin…
    • by Cristae — 293 Magic Lamp (2) “It feels like it should have a different name than ‘magic lamp.’” “Like what?” “I mean, it’s not so much granting wishes as it is healing people. And it seems to take payment very precisely.” “That’s the problem?” “People are more influenced by words than you’d think. You have to call things by their right name…” I gave Kim Chaemin a halfhearted reply, my mind drifting to the dungeon monster Sam Bloom had manipulated during the…
    • by Cristae — 294 Magic Lamp (3) “So, that… monster. Magic lamp? People come up with the strangest nicknames. What did you do with it?” “Huh?” “If it’s useful, you wouldn’t clear the dungeon, you’d just leave it alone… There are plenty of dungeons like that. Actually, how many are there? Are there a lot?” “Uh…” “Were there other monsters in those dungeons?” “In most cases, yes, there were other monsters…” “What kind of monsters? New types you’d never seen…
    • by Cristae — 295 Will (1) Exactly ten days had passed since the Boston Dungeon Break. The world was still in an uproar over Alex Hope in his FBI jacket. Americans with a fondness for conspiracy theories were chattering away about secret agents and the like. Even in Korea, there were people who, after seeing those theories, would spout off without much thought. Truth be told, the circumstances were suspicious, and the secret agent theory wasn’t entirely off the mark. Anyway, what I’m trying to say is…
    • by Cristae — 296 Will (2) “All right, yes. Now, carefully channel your mana in that state—no! That’s too fast!” “Ugh… This is too hard, teacher.” Groans began to rise from among the children. I had expected as much, since they’d only ever practiced raising their power by recklessly summoning mana. Of course they were struggling. “How long are you going to stick to the easy stuff?” “We’ve never done anything easy, what are you talking about?” “Want me to show you what’s…
    • by Cristae — 297 Will (3) The Director’s order that everyone working at the Supernatural Management Agency write a will sent ripples through the organization in more ways than one. Not all the responses were positive. But when had the Agency ever been met with only praise? No one paid it much mind. In fact, even those who had been skeptical at first, after actually writing their wills, would quietly admit that maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea. As I said before, being a Hunter was a job that brushed against…
    • by Cristae — 298 Will (4) Among the students from the pilot high school, there are only a few whose whereabouts are clearly known. Park Seohyun and Oh Hyunwook. The next year’s only new student: Yoo Jieun. Other than these three, nothing is known about the other children who left school after the Myeongdong Dungeon Break. Hong Seokyoung’s influence surely played a part, and Im Miseon must have worked behind the scenes to keep anyone from finding the children. There’s no way Korean reporters would…
    • by Cristae — 299 Will (5) “How was that?” Han Taekyung said with a smirk, his tone as infuriating as ever. Han Eunyoung, who normally hesitated to even sit on bare ground, just lay sprawled out, too exhausted to reply, raising only her middle finger. Laughter erupted among the children. There was nothing that could provoke such a fierce reaction from Han Eunyoung except something involving her brother, Han Taekyung. If you think about it, she lasted a long time. Disliking getting dirty and preferring to sit…
    • by Cristae — 300 Future Hopes (1) “What is this supposed to be?!” “Does Mr. Woo think we’re elementary schoolers or something?” “Do elementary schoolers even do this kind of thing these days?” “I don’t know. Maybe. Probably.” Amid the children’s grumbling, Yoo Hyeun switched colored pencils, smiling brightly. “But it’s fun, isn’t it? I haven’t done something like this in ages.” “That’s because you already know exactly what you want to do!” But Yoo Hyeun’s…
    • by Cristae — 301 Future Aspirations (2) Woo Hee-jae straightened up from where he had been leaning against the teacher’s desk. Having set down the other students’ drawings, he approached Soon Soon-jin. Screeech. Woo Hee-jae dragged a nearby chair over. The chair scraped across the floor, making a grating sound that set one’s nerves on edge. Startled, Soon Soon-jin flinched, her shoulders jerking up, and Woo Hee-jae sat down with an apologetic look. “You went to a regular high school for your first…
    • by Cristae — 302 Future Aspirations (3) With a grave expression, Soon Soon-jin gathered her papers and left the classroom. Her unsteady steps looked precarious, but she managed to walk down the hallway without stumbling. Though it sounded grandiose, in the end, what I was trying to say could be summed up as: “Get yourself a hobby.” Isn’t that right? What is the work of a Hunter, after all? Dungeon raids and monster hunting. What else is there? The Administration requires that, regardless of the…
    • by Cristae — 303 Youthful Girls (1) “Has there been any word from Mr. Hong?” The first thing Kim Chae-min checked upon returning from Australia was the whereabouts of Hong Seok-young. I carefully stepped into Kim Chae-min’s domain and shook my head. “No, there hasn’t.” “Hm.” “The first thing you ask after coming back is about Mr. Hong?” “Of course. Why wouldn’t I?” “You’re not curious about the kids?” Kim Chae-min switched on the lights in the cabin. It was the…
    • by Cristae — 304 Youthful Girls (2) April 5th is a day laden with meaning in many ways. On April 5th, a dungeon break occurs in Myeong-dong. It was a disaster in the heart of Seoul. Dungeon breaks can happen at any time, but on this day, the Myeong-dong incident was compounded by human error. The dungeon, originally ranked S, had its grade falsified by the responsible guild, so proper preparations were not in place. Because it was the center of Seoul, the damage was immense. But for the same reason,…
    • by Cristae — 305 Youthful Girls (3) “Forget it, what’s the point in telling you anyway.” Soon Soon-jin muttered, sounding deflated. She didn’t seem particularly motivated, but she kept watering the flower bed all the same. No, I suppose Kim Chae-min would never let the plants die, but still, shouldn’t they show a little more care? Watering plants doesn’t mean dumping water in one spot, does it? And, for heaven’s sake, I wish they’d realize I’m standing right behind the curtain. It’s not…
    • by Cristae — 306 Youthful Girls (4) I like movies. Hong Seok-yeong and Soon Sun-jin are the same way, and whenever I say that, for some reason, everyone seems surprised. Is it really so unexpected that I like movies? Well, to be precise, it’s not just movies—I like any well-made visual medium. It must be thanks to the countless animations and films I watched as a child to pass the time at the research institute. No, it is thanks to that. Someone with a background like mine could easily have grown to…
    • by Cristae — 307 Pitfall “Looks like I’ve run into a nasty one.” Hong Seok-yeong muttered the words like a sigh as he gazed up at the brilliant blue sky. “Sorry? What did you say?” “It’s nothing, Mori.” Hong Seok-yeong shook his head as he spoke. His mouth felt dry and gritty. Was it because of the sand? He glanced at the bloodstains, scattered like drops across the sand. At first, they’d at least tried to bury them, but now it seemed there wasn’t even the will to hide them. But…
    • by Cristae — 308 Hunt (1) ‘Now then, let’s review what you’ve learned so far.’ ‘…What are you doing?’ ‘I said, let’s review. Or rather, let’s check how far you’ve gotten?’ Woo Hee-jae wore the exact same expression as Woo I-rok did when told it was past his bedtime and he should go to sleep. Whether he realized that Hong Seok-yeong was deliberately provoking him just to see that look or not, Woo Hee-jae protested in disgust. ‘What’s the point of that?’ ‘What do you…
    • by Cristae — 309 Hunt (2) “Urgh… kuh, kuhak!” “This is quite a peculiar magic.” Hong Seok-young tilted his head from side to side. The magic was dark. Not in the sense of some ominous aura—no, it was physically dark. Seok-young looked up again at the dungeon’s sky, now shrouded in black. It seemed as though something like ink was blotting it out… He raised his left hand. As he lifted it to eye level, a scrawny man was dragged up along with it. Brittle brown hair, pallid skin… The man…
    • by Cristae — 310 Hunt (3) One mark for capturing the mage. One mark for destroying the dungeon core. He’d left, brimming with confidence, promising to finish the raid in no time. Yet how many times had he used that item today—the one he’d worn all these years, wondering if he’d ever truly need it? Hong Seok-young swallowed a groan, thinking of the identification tag now etched with two new marks. He never intended to be stingy with it, since it was a matter directly tied to real injuries, but…
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