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    • by Cristae — 437 Hunter and Teacher (2) Park Seohyun rarely spoke about her childhood. She might have told Choi Jinwoo. Perhaps Kim Chaemin knew as well. But she had never talked about it in front of me, and I had never pressed her to do so. From the occasional stories about her early years or her grandfather, it didn’t sound like those were particularly happy times. Not that she seemed to think of them that way herself. Kim Chaemin had never met Park Nogyung in person. Still, with his influence, it…
    • by Cristae — 473 A Working Man (2) In movies and novels, “intelligence agencies” are sometimes depicted with a certain romanticism. Perhaps it’s the allure of organizations that can’t be easily seen into, stirring people’s imaginations. Daniel didn’t deny it. Back when he didn’t know any better, he’d thought the same way. Maybe some “agents” really did live those romanticized lives people imagined—undercover work, espionage, that sort of thing. Is that really romantic, though? He wasn’t…
    • by Cristae — 502 Universe (2) ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁠⁣⁣⁠⁠⁠⁠⁣⁣⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁣⁠⁠⁠⁣⁣⁣⁠⁠⁣⁣⁣⁠⁠⁣⁠⁠⁣⁠⁠⁠⁠⁣⁠⁠⁠⁣⁠⁠⁣⁣⁠⁠We tried many things. To be precise, it was Kim Chaemin who tried many things. She sent out vines, layered her unique spells for exploration, and even had me set things on fire. She went so far as to leave the dungeon and come back in. None of these were things one would ever do…
    • by Cristae — 344 A Blessing Upon You (3) A rough surface, bumpy as if bubbles had risen beneath it. Thin limbs, as if dried twigs had been cut and stuck together, twitching hands, and the blue thread of magic connecting those hands to the torso. I could only stare in stunned silence, unable even to think of cutting the magic as I had with the monsters we’d captured underground. And as always, it was Kim Chaemin who gathered his thoughts and put them into action faster. With vines, Kim Chaemin tore off the…
    • by Cristae — 341 Roses in the Sea (2) The waves crashed. The sea stretched endlessly toward the star-filled sky. Perhaps because of that sky, it was easy to perceive the dungeon as an infinite space. It was only natural that people would attempt to explore it. An ecosystem, plants, and animals—later called monsters—unlike anything found on Earth. It wasn’t hard to understand why some people found a kind of romance in such a place. Staring up at that starry sky, it was easy to fall into such…
    • by Cristae — 336 Smuggling Reports: 125(4) “They really are real police.” Hong Seok-young said this abruptly. “…I didn’t say otherwise.” “You look like you want to say something.” “……” Surprisingly, Hong Seok-young watched me for a reaction. …Why? Did I do something wrong? “I’m telling you, they’re real police.” “I never said they weren’t.” Hong Seok-young closed his mouth. After that, he didn’t speak again. We walked quietly down the corridor.…
    • by Cristae — 503 Universe (3) ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁠⁣⁣⁠⁠⁠⁠⁣⁣⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁣⁠⁠⁠⁣⁣⁣⁠⁠⁣⁣⁣⁠⁠⁣⁠⁠⁣⁠⁠⁠⁠⁣⁠⁠⁠⁣⁠⁠⁣⁣⁠⁠‘Listen carefully, Hijae.’ For the first time in a long while, I found myself recalling an old memory. ‘If you ever find yourself in a situation where nothing works…’ It was one of those nonsensical things my father used to say when we climbed the hill behind our…
    • by Cristae — 404 Admission Review (2) Six days ago. The faculty was thrown into confusion over the new student candidate, Abel Kim—Kim Abel. “Didn’t you see it in Marseille? The bad blood between magicians and hunters? When the magicians were fidgeting because they couldn’t get close to Michel, the hunters were looking at them with utter contempt!” Kim Chaemin insisted, relying on what he had seen and heard in Marseille. “I’m not saying we can trust them completely! But there’s not enough…
    • by Cristae — 351 Kitchen Garden and Greenhouse (1) Until just before I came to the past, I preferred to make plans for the future. I had dreams, vague though they were, of retiring at a certain age and living out my days in some quiet, warm country. At that time, I even thought I might sponsor a promising young director and contribute to the film industry. I saved up money for that purpose, too. With my father around, I never truly worried about money, but I won’t deny that watching my bank balance steadily…
    • by Cristae — 259 Strategy Meeting (1) At last, Han Tae-kyung had lost his mind. That was the only way I could see it. Where had it gone wrong? Was it calling Han Tae-kyung here to stand guard? Leaving him alone at the gate? But then, Han Tae-kyung had always been strange… Still, I’d believed that, at least when it came to dungeons, he wouldn’t do anything reckless. It seemed it was time to revise that assessment. “No, just listen to what I’m saying.” Han Tae-kyung waved his hands wildly,…
    • by Cristae — 455 The World Is Peaceful (2) “As expected of Mr. Han,” Kim Chaemin said, her tone genuinely cheerful. “We couldn’t have done it without him.” Coming from the mouth of a grand magician, that was about the highest praise one could receive. Considering the towering pride of magicians as a race, it was practically an admission of her own limitations—even if it was just a polite compliment. But the magicians I knew weren’t the type to make such courteous remarks out of mere…
    • by Cristae — 388 Clue (3) Sometimes… no, honestly, quite often, I find myself wondering how my life ended up like this. It’s both in a bad sense and a good one. It’s not healthy to assign meaning to every step you take in life. But you can still look back on the road you’ve traveled, can’t you? To figure out whether you’ve lived well, or if you’ve failed as a human being. In that regard, I have no shame. I don’t think my life has been without crises, but all things considered, I’d say…
    • by Cristae — 554 (Hunter Academy Side Story 21) A Father’s Heart_2 Woo Hee-jae took the news with less visible emotion than even Hong Seok-young had expected. It was almost embarrassing for Hong Seok-young, who had braced himself for a difficult conversation. “So… are you all right?” “What’s there not to be all right about?” Woo Hee-jae ran his fingertips over the business card inside its plastic sleeve, as if he might be able to read the memories it held. “I’m not Woo I-rok, not…
    • by Cristae — 493 Aerial Aquarium (5) He still wanted to blame his guild member for not simply trying to initiate a normal conversation, but, as troublesome as that guild member was, he had to admit the method was effective. So effective, in fact, that Hong Seok-young began to worry the monster might attack. Even a beast possessed the instinct to protect its young. But... “………….” “&#^%#$” “………….” “!$%^%%)$~#” Predictions always missed the mark. Hong…
    • by Cristae — 350 Interference (3) One must live with a positive outlook. What’s the point of worrying over what’s already happened? I always say this: instead of dwelling on the past, you should deal with what’s right in front of you, one thing at a time. This is no different. What’s done is done. Unless something truly bizarre happens and someone travels back in time, there’s no way to change what has already occurred. So, what should one do? First, let’s try to think positively. Kim…
    • by Cristae — 343 A Blessing Upon You (2) The scent of roses was so thick it stung my nose. The moment we emerged from underground, the sight before us made me dizzy for an instant. Hong Seokyeong seemed equally stunned, rendered speechless for a moment. “…What happened here?” If even Hong Seokyeong was saying that, it spoke volumes. Compared to the oppressive force we’d felt passing through the dungeon gate, the dungeon itself had been peaceful. The star-filled sky was almost romantic. The…
    • by Cristae — 318 The Duty of a Younger Sibling (3) —It’s, it’s getting closer? What do I do?! Woo Irok’s voice was clearly flustered, but it was still steady. He hadn’t panicked yet. This wasn’t an extremely dangerous situation. All the more reason for me to keep my head. Still clutching my phone, I headed for the director’s office. Damn it, Imi-seon was already nowhere to be seen in the hallway. How long could she have been gone? She’s quick on her feet. “Woo Irok. Where are you right…
    • by Cristae — 315 New Family (2) There was something I hadn’t told Kang Taewoo. Patrick Kang, the father of Jonathan and Sophia who lived in Hawaii, had lost not only his wife but also his son Jonathan and daughter Sophia in the accident two years ago. And then, half a year ago, he passed away himself after a long illness. Hong Seokyoung’s father- and mother-in-law, regardless of their missing son, mourned the death of their relative. When Hong Seokyoung contacted them about the two children, they…
    • by Cristae — 420 Preparation for the Raid (5) The meetings to prepare for the Okinawa Butterfly Dungeon raid continued even after that. I won’t claim the plan was perfect. Such a thing doesn’t exist. But that doesn’t mean you can just not do it, either. Having a plan and not having one are two very different things. Hunters know that better than anyone. “They say the Japanese government is providing supplies?” “All top-grade!” “They’d better, if they have any conscience. Who do you…
    • by Cristae — 236 Jewel Rune (2) “So, how do you check a rune?” Hong Seok-young was as excited as a child with a new toy. I adjusted my magic watch as I answered. “There’s a comparison program. If I run it…” “You said there’s a rune database, right? The runes you’ve shared so far—did you pull those from there, too?” “Not all of them.” I shrugged. “There are some runes that every Hunter has to learn as a basic skill.” “Ah. The concealment rune?” “Yes. The…
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