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    • by Cristae — 360 New Employee (2) Dungeon training was a perfect excuse to avoid troublesome matters. Kim Chaemin seemed to resent that. But what could I do? Managing the mana grass required her. The batch we just collected, and the small, adorable ones to be transplanted—all of it. In a way, Kim Chaemin was even less able to leave the school than Hong Seok-young. With Hong Seok-young’s extended stay in the U.S., that was being proven in real time. And for all her grumbling, Kim Chaemin didn’t seem…
    • by Cristae — 311 Method (1) Bang!! “Where’s Mr. Han?!” “D-Doctor! Please, calm down!!!” “Let go! Do I look like I can calm down right now?!” With superhuman strength, Gamble shoved me aside. I slid back helplessly, staring at her in disbelief. That woman—she’d make a fine hunter. She’s overflowing with talent. Han Eun-young, the recipient of that overwhelming energy, spoke with a resolute expression. “My brother went bankrupt after going to Seoul three times in a…
    • 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 — 286 Death (2) There is always a certain concentration of mana distributed in the atmosphere. No matter where you go in the world, the density of mana remains constant—whether you’re in the middle of the ocean, the heart of a desert, or the center of a city. The only times mana density changes are when there’s an artificial disturbance: when a magician draws mana from the air to use magic, when a hunter enters or exits a dungeon, or right before a dungeon break. And when a dungeon…
    • by Cristae — 392 Greeting (1) Short-cropped hair. Eyes fixed on the camera. An awkwardly stiff smile at the corners of her mouth. Shoulders held tense with effort. And yet, on the face beneath the police uniform, there was a pride that could not be hidden. I couldn’t tell when the photo was taken. But considering what happened to Kim Yuhwa, it must have been quite some time ago. Perhaps it was from when she had just become a police officer. What was that young officer in the photograph thinking…
    • by Cristae — 261 Countermeasure Meeting (3) “What?!” Han Taekyung practically leapt to his feet. Was what I said really so shocking? If someone told me I didn’t have to go into the dungeon, I’d be grateful and accept it without hesitation. But Han Taekyung, as if he couldn’t possibly accept it, began to protest, full of indignation. “How could you…!” This is why I say I’m not suited to being a Hunter. That must be the real reaction of a Hunter. “Take me with you, too!!” Han…
    • by Cristae — 347 Reciprocity (2) Hong Seokyeong returned to America. We’d spent more time in the dungeon than expected. Hong Seokyeong ignored his phone as it rang incessantly, but in the end, he trudged off to the States. He left without even seeing Woo Irok. ‘Was there any point in coming back at all?’ ‘Stop complaining and just go.’ He left the cleanup to me. But there wasn’t much for me to do. The traces of smuggling found in the collapsed warehouse would be handled by the local…
    • by Cristae — 331 Mud-Covered (2) The bodies Tati pulled from the mud numbered exactly thirteen. I wondered if these were all the Hunters who had died in this dungeon. I couldn’t bring myself to ask. Oblivious to human worries, Tati climbed up onto a tree branch like a captive bird. Mud still dripped from her legs, but the way she rocked back and forth was childlike. Even if she had buried corpses in her own home. And not just one or two. “Hmm…” Hong Seokyeong examined the bodies with a grave…
    • 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 — 390 Inside (2) “A missing police officer.” “Police?” Hope’s eyes widened, as if she hadn’t expected that answer. “She was a police officer who went undercover inside the Ark and then lost contact.” “Oh…” Hope let out a sound that was somewhere between a sigh and a murmur of awe, then walked further in. She stopped in front of the crow mask, gazing down at it in silence before speaking softly. “Did you know her?” “Personally? No.” “But she…
    • by Cristae — 567 (Extra Story 34) The Wicked Lamb_2 “Haha! Should I leave this here?” “My, you’re strong as an ox.” “I told you, I’m an Awakened, after all.” Clear weather. Blinding sun. A cool breeze. And beneath it all, young people at work. Mrs. Donner handed out bottles of ice-cold water to the houseguests. These kind-hearted young men, feeling guilty about imposing while their car was being repaired, had volunteered to help with odd jobs. She hadn’t expected much from college…
    • by Cristae — 557 (Hunter Academy Side Story 24) Lemon Candy_3 …… “…What?” Woo I-rok had become much more of a person. Kang Tae-woo felt the passage of time acutely. Was this what it meant to grow up? So-hee had grown a lot too, but honestly, So-hee had always been a gentle, well-behaved child. Not just because she was his sister—kids who’d grown up only in the lab were all like that. In fact, Tae-woo was often surprised that So-hee had managed to adapt to the outside world without trouble.…
    • by Cristae — 450 Fragments (2) Henry Lehmann. Born in Germany. Moved to the United States as a child with his parents. There are records of him attending college, and he worked part-time at gas stations, supermarkets, and repair shops. No one knows exactly when he joined a gang. One day, he simply appeared as the boss of a gang operating across the Americas. His name appeared so abruptly that it took a long time to figure out who he really was. Henry Lehmann had never been caught by the police. Aside from…
    • by Cristae — 285 Death (1) A new semester had begun at the Hunter Training High School. All it took was changing the sign above the classroom door to “3-1,” and yet the students were buzzing with excitement. “Mood is everything, you know!” “Just wait ten years. You won’t even remember how old you are.” “Oh, come on.” “Teacher, you sound so old when you say things like that.” The kids burst into laughter, finding everything hilarious. They say children can laugh at a falling…
    • by Cristae — 573 (Extra Story 40) Summoning_4 “Oh my…” Ellen Donner straightened up from weeding her garden, her face puzzled. Because the village was so remote, it was rare for visitors to come by. Unless someone suffered an unfortunate accident like the college students who left a few days ago, it was unlikely anyone would come all the way out here. It was far from other cities, not a tourist spot, and had no particular attractions. Vrrroom. But the shadow approaching the village from afar was…
    • by Cristae — 282 Retaliation (2) Museion. It was the foundation Sandra Gamble had established. Even in the original timeline, Sandra Gamble had run Museion separately from Pharos. Was there really a reason to go through all that trouble? If the whole point of Museion’s inception had been the safety of the children, then it made sense. There were a few children from Museion even among the regulatory authorities. Perhaps Hong Seok-young had had a hand in that. But the Museion alumni I remembered from my…
    • by Cristae — Chapter 176: End-of-Month Sprint Event “Icebound Boss” You know, it’s really hard not to be tempted by something like this! Of course, if it were anyone else making such a request, Qi Yu would have refused without a moment’s hesitation—and would have suspected that the other person was trying to get something even more valuable out of him. But since it was Shan Xingyu, his only concern was: “But I don’t have a gift of equal value to give you in return.” Gold coins were still…
    • by Cristae — 322 Guardian (2) There was not a hint of shadow in that snowy white hair. The strands, remarkably smooth, did not look like those of an elderly woman at all. The old woman, her hair swept up with a large clip, smiled gently. Before I could even react, she pulled me into a tight embrace. “At last, we finally meet!” Her words were so familiar, it was almost bewildering. “Isabella, let me see our grandchild’s face too!” In contrast to the old woman’s abundant hair, the robust old…
    • by Cristae — 263 Tati (2) <That one, where did you get it.> I hadn’t misheard. The creature pointed at my sword and repeated the question several times. Where did I get it? When I didn’t answer, it began pounding furiously on the shield. <Where!!!> Bang! Bang! Bang bang!! <That one!> Bang!!! The shield shuddered in fine tremors. Hong Seokyoung had mentioned it, too. There had been monsters capable of speaking human language. He said the one he met only muttered his name…
    • by Cristae — 418 Preparation for the Raid (3) “Man, this is exhausting!” “What’s so exhausting?” “The most basic things are always the hardest!” “The basics?” “Walking, of course!” Han Taekyung made an exaggerated show of rubbing his back. With that silly grin, he looked less like someone worn out and more like someone out for a stroll. He was only complaining lightly; the path wasn’t that tough. It was an untamed forest trail, but nothing like the heart of some remote…
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