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Since it was the house I had lived in with him since childhood, Dad must have had a lot of attachment to it.
But ever since Seo Inho started causing chaos, those memories were probably fading little by little.
So, I hoped we could take this opportunity to start fresh in a new home.
Of course, part of it was also my selfish desire to have him close, since I wanted us to travel together soon.
“I don’t know when my eyesight might go bad again, so I’d feel better if you were around.”
There was no way Dad could say no to that.
He always worried about my well-being above everything else.
Just as I expected, after a brief hesitation, he nodded in agreement.
Sometimes I wondered if Dad was a bit too soft-hearted.
“That’s true. Something dangerous like today could happen again…”
“Exactly.”
“And living alone would make daily life harder, too.”
“Absolutely.”
Everything moved quickly after that.
As soon as he agreed, we headed straight to my place.
I gave a bunch of excuses about how the house might collapse and hurriedly stuffed only the important things into my item pouch.
Honestly, I was rushing partly because I was worried Dad might change his mind.
Dragged along by me, Dad’s jaw dropped as soon as we arrived at the palace-like house.
“This place is huge. I might get lost in here.”
Seeing him unable to take his eyes off the house, despite the unfamiliar surroundings, my anger toward Seo Inho began bubbling up again.
Was it really that hard?
Swallowing my frustration, I started unpacking the things I’d stuffed into my item pouch — mostly old, worn clothes.
“Please, make yourself at home. Consider this your house.”
At that, Dad, though a bit hesitant, began curiously exploring the house, probably eager to see where I lived.
He even inspected the kitchen carefully, opening the cupboards and checking if the sink worked properly.
I had a bad feeling.
Judging by his behavior, it looked like he was already planning to cook dinner.
That wasn’t why I brought him here, though.
So I quickly stepped in.
“Dad, how about we order delivery for dinner tonight?”
“Delivery?”
Peeking out from the fridge where he was checking ingredients, Dad tilted his head.
“There’s a great place nearby that does jokbal.”
The thought of sitting at the living room table, tearing into some jokbal with Dad, filled me with a strange sense of satisfaction.
It finally felt like a real home.
[Video evidence of S I H trashing YB’s house (decent quality / 2 mins)]
I snuck in at night to record YB’s house — it’s completely wrecked.
At 1:03 you can see the hole punched through the metal door.
Crazy.
We knew he regularly trashed the place, but this time he went full psycho and destroyed the house entirely.
Also, that story about getting addicted in the first S-Rank dungeon?
100% BS, lol.
Comments (135)
↳ There’s already photos of him going to DSH, what a lie.
↳ This guy was doing all this PR at YH Bunsik and just gave up, lol.
↳ How do you even treat addiction? I heard S-Rank antidotes are super rare.
↳ He has like 200 billion in his bank account from eating NMs, lmao.
↳ I heard he’s living with YB now.
↳ Same, someone I know lives in the same apartment as SIH and saw them taking out recycling together yesterday.
↳ pfft If you’re gonna lie, at least put some effort into it, lmao.
“Hmph.”
I rubbed my chin as I scrolled through my phone.
It had only been two days since Dad moved in, but the rumors online were spreading much faster than I expected.
If I knew it would be like this, I should’ve just done the recycling myself.
Before I knew it, 20 minutes had passed while I watched a few more videos.
“Anyway, when’s that guy going to show up? He’s the one who asked to meet.”
Frowning in annoyance, I checked the time and glanced toward the door.
It remained firmly closed.
Right now, I was sitting on the couch in the Hunter Association President’s office, waiting for Jang Sucheol to arrive.
He’d been the one eager to meet, but now that I was here, he’d kept me waiting for over 30 minutes.
It was a kind of power play.
But honestly, what was even the point of it?
In the first place, Seo Inho had a specific reason for signing a contract with the Hunter Association.
He hated taking responsibility, and since his support skills were basically broken, the contract served as a way to deter any kidnapping attempts.
With the Association as his backing, it would be a little more difficult for anyone to abduct him.
The Association, on their part, also didn’t want to lose their influence, so they signed him under the justification of “we have an S-Rank Hunter too.”
As a result, they didn’t demand much from Seo Inho.
Or more accurately, they couldn’t.
If Seo Inho abandoned them and started his own guild, it’d be a disaster for them.
The fact that the President was pulling this stunt now meant he was quite displeased.
Sighing deeply, I leaned back into the leather couch, deciding to give him five more minutes.
The office was surprisingly ordinary, considering it was funded by taxpayers.
The problem was how much they skimmed off the top.
“Hunter Seo Inho, sorry to keep you waiting.”
At last, the door opened, and Jang Sucheol finally appeared — a man in his fifties with graying hair and a face that reminded one of a gorilla.
In my previous world, he’d actually been a pretty popular actor, mostly playing villain roles.
It felt strange to face him like this.
But that was that — I sat lazily on the couch, looking up at him as if silently protesting his tardiness.
Jang Sucheol, however, acted as if nothing had happened and walked over to the cabinet to make some coffee.
“The usual, right?”
“…Yes. Thank you.”
Such a snake. I had no idea what “the usual” even was, but I agreed anyway.
There was no point in making things awkward with the Association President while I was still under contract.
While pouring the coffee, his hand paused for a brief second, before continuing as if nothing happened.
“I sensed it during our last call too, but… something’s different about you.”
“……”
“Have you gone through some kind of change in mindset?”
Change in mindset, huh… In truth, it wasn’t just my mindset — I was a completely different person now.
But I suppose that still counted as a change.
I accepted the citron tea that Jang Sucheol handed me and crossed one leg over my knee.
The somewhat arrogant posture made my inner Confucian instincts twitch, but to avoid unnecessary suspicion, I mimicked ‘Seo Inho’s’ behavior.
“Well, you could say that. I just want to live a more meaningful life from now on.”
Looking back, in my previous world, I never lived a meaningful life.
I simply survived because I couldn’t die, struggling through each day.
So when I lost even a single goal, I jumped off the rooftop without hesitation.
Things aren’t much different now, but after meeting Dad, I had started to feel small changes within me.
“Meaningful, huh?”
At my words, Jang Sucheol’s eyes suddenly cooled.
Perhaps because he was an A-rank hunter, his mere presence made the atmosphere instantly tense.
“So that’s why you stabbed me in the back.”
He cut straight to the point as if he saw no need to beat around the bush.
It was more or less the flow I had anticipated, so I quietly sipped my citron tea.
“There’s no need to point fingers — you were the one who proposed the plan first. I merely supplied the bugs.”
That was true.
‘Seo Inho’ had noticed Jang Sucheol’s dislike for Do Soohyuk and approached him first to devise the plan.
He had said that he would handle the execution, and Jang only needed to secure the bugs by seizing the ‘first S-rank dungeon’ as quickly as possible.
“But not only did you break the agreement one-sidedly, you even blocked my number. What on earth were you thinking?”
“……”
“I thought you’d come to your senses when you eventually entered the dungeon. But you came out being carried on Do Soohyuk’s back? If you’d failed the plan, I could at least understand, but being attacked by the final boss means you never even executed the plan in the first place, doesn’t it?”
As he spoke, Jang Sucheol’s face flushed slightly, apparently getting a little worked up.
“Am I wrong?”
“No, you’re correct.”
Everything he said was painfully accurate.
He wasn’t the guild leader for nothing — his insight into the situation was impressive.
However, there was one thing Jang Sucheol didn’t know: I wasn’t ‘Seo Inho.’
Naturally, I had no intention of killing Do Soohyuk or getting involved with him any further.
The whole ‘kill Do Soohyuk’ plan had long been irrelevant to me.
The reason I came to the association office today was simply to make that clear.
I regretted causing the trouble, but that was all.
I set down my mug on the table and scratched my forehead awkwardly.
“I’m sorry about that, but my position hasn’t changed since last time.”
“Last time?”
“I just want to live quietly now.”
At my calm response, Jang Sucheol’s expression hardened, as if he had never been agitated.
“So I can take that to mean you no longer share my goals.”
In other words, he was asking if I had given up on eliminating Do Soohyuk.
I gave a small nod, and Jang Sucheol leaned back into the sofa, falling silent.
After a brief pause, his voice came out, stripped of emotion.
To my eyes, however, he looked rather furious.
“Then I suppose you have no intention of collaborating with any other guilds either.”
Collaboration sounded nice, but in reality, it was just selling skills for bribes.
Jang Sucheol must’ve profited plenty as my middleman.
When I nodded again, he tilted his head, as if he genuinely couldn’t understand.
“Do you really believe that’s possible?”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m asking if you really think you can live quietly with a skill like that.”
“……”
“That’s not something you get to decide. People around you won’t leave you alone.”
I wanted to argue, but truthfully, I couldn’t say the thought hadn’t crossed my mind.
Especially recently, I’d been wondering if I should be a bit more cautious.
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