Sensing the ominous atmosphere, Kanghyun stealthily opened his eyes. Then he made eye contact with Yujun, who was glaring at him from the front with a terrifying intensity.
‘…Fuck, I’m screwed.’
Cold sweat ran down Kanghyun’s spine.
That bastard was 100% misunderstanding right now.
He was just being carried because he was too bothered to pretend to be sick, but covered in blood and drooping limply, it seemed like Yujun thought he was dying.
Hey, you bastard. It’s not that.
Yujun took one more step closer.
He snatched Kanghyun from the tank. Suddenly, Kanghyun ended up being held by Yujun in the princess carry position again.
‘No, fuck.’
Wasn’t it too much to be held in this position twice, not just once? I’m a guy too, you know?
Kanghyun wanted to protest, but since he was currently acting sick, he just drooped limply and was held weakly in his arms.
Yujun carefully supported Kanghyun’s blood-soaked chin with his hand. Fresh blood was gruesomely splattered from his lips to his chest.
Yujun’s pale white face came right up close.
“Kanghyun. What’s wrong with you? Are you okay?”
His voice was trembling finely. He was on the verge of losing it.
Kanghyun, who had regeneration abilities, was drooping while bleeding. Moreover, Kanghyun was S-rank. The fact that he’d collapsed drenched in blood meant he’d suffered serious injuries multiple times—so severe that even his S-rank abilities couldn’t heal his body, right?
Moreover, Kanghyun had said he couldn’t feel pain. If a guy like that lost consciousness to this degree….
‘Cardiac arrest? Shock?’
Yujun’s thoughts raced to the worst.
Kanghyun, with his eyes barely open, screamed internally.
‘Crazy… this got way too big?’
If he got up right now saying ‘Ta-da! Actually, I was lying!’?
He felt like he’d really get beaten to death on the spot by that guy whose eyes had flipped. Kanghyun didn’t want to die.
But continuing to act like he was dying was also a problem. Yujun looked ready to call an emergency transport helicopter right now.
‘Can’t do this or that….’
He broke out in cold sweat and ran his brain at full capacity, but no particularly good idea came to mind. He didn’t know how to soothe an angry person.
“Snap out of it, huh? Healer, what are you doing! Why aren’t you coming quickly?”
Yujun cupped Kanghyun’s cheeks and shouted. While doing so, he wiped the blood on Kanghyun’s face with trembling hands.
But something was strange. When the blood was wiped away, the complexion of the revealed face was too good.
Yujun paused. Could a dying person have such good color?
He listened carefully to Kanghyun’s breathing.
Whoosh—
“……?”
For someone who’d coughed up blood, it was excessively healthy and peaceful.
He placed his hand on Kanghyun’s neck. He could feel a pulse at his fingertips.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
It was beating normally and vigorously.
“……”
Yujun slowly lowered his head and peered at Kanghyun’s face. His expression that had been full of worry instantly turned cold.
“Hey.”
“……”
Kanghyun pretended not to know and played dumb, but Yujun said coldly.
“Your breathing is very, vigorous?”
Busted.
As expected, acting like a sick person was too much for an S-rank. This is why he hated sharp guys.
Tch. Kanghyun clicked his tongue internally and awkwardly opened his eyes. Then he made the most pitiful expression possible and made excuses in a crawling voice.
“I was too sleepy so I was sleeping.”
“…Ha.”
Yujun let out a hollow laugh as if dumbfounded. Then he threw Kanghyun, who he’d been holding, to the ground.
Thanks to his quick reflexes, Kanghyun didn’t roll, but he couldn’t hide his absurdity. To suddenly throw a person?
“Hey, Yujun! What are you doing?”
“That’s what I should be saying. You really want to die? Huh?”
He grabbed Kanghyun’s collar and shook him.
“There’s a limit to teasing people. I told you not to abuse your body just because it regenerates! I almost had a heart attack, you crazy bastard! And why were you pretending to be sick on top of that?”
“I wasn’t pretending to be sick. I told you I was just sleeping because I was sleepy?”
“Bullshit, really. Sleeping my ass, you had your head drooping like you were about to die!”
“Ah, I got it! I got it! Hey, stop shaking! I’m getting motion sick!”
As Kanghyun struggled, the eyes of the team members who’d been tearful in the back widened.
The dying leader had suddenly revived perfectly and was grabbing collars with the Guild Master. It was a shocking scene enough to make the tears hanging at the corners of their eyes recede.
‘That person is… our Guild Master?’
The S-rank Hunter Kang Yujun they knew was this kind of person.
In front of the public, he was a national hero with an endlessly gentle and perfect image, and within the guild, he was a person of few words and cool-headed.
A charismatic perfect leader who would handle and deal with things perfectly without batting an eye even when guild members made mistakes.
But his current appearance….
“I told you not to make people worry! How many times did I say it! Huh? Don’t my words sound like words?!”
“Ah, ack! Let go! The clothes are stretching! This is expensive!”
“Expensive what! It looks like it was picked up from a used clothing bin!”
“Are you done talking?”
The image of a smart leader was nowhere to be found, and instead two idiots were screeching.
Even looking at how he grabbed the collar and shook it back and forth, this wasn’t his first or second time doing this.
“Um, excuse me….”
One of the team members reached out thinking they should stop them, but the momentum of the two was so fierce they didn’t dare intervene.
No, was it fierce or just stupid? They were starting to get confused.
“Why did you pretend to be sick! Why! I thought you were dying, I thought my heart stopped! You bad bastard!”
“Why are you yelling at me when you misunderstood on your own!”
“After coughing up! That much blood! If you were fine you should have said something!”
“You didn’t give me timing to speak. You just rushed over and acted disgustingly!”
They glared at each other huffing. Yujun grabbed Kanghyun’s cheek and painfully pinched and stretched it.
“Ow. Let go, it hurts! I said it hurts!”
“You’re lying. You said you can’t feel pain.”
Kanghyun, who’d messed up, quickly made an excuse.
“Ah, my heart hurts! My heart!”
A childish argument that even elementary schoolers wouldn’t have continued.
Seeing this petty sight of two S-rank Hunters grabbing collars and pinching cheeks while fighting on the street, the team members fell into confusion.
‘Are we… seeing things?’
The firmly built images of the two in their minds were shattering with a crash.
But the actual parties didn’t care at all about the audience’s gaze.
“Ha…. Really….”
After pouring it all out, Yujun caught his rough breath and let go of Kanghyun’s cheek. He swept up his disheveled hair and glared at Kanghyun again.
“You, don’t think about riding in my car today. Walk home.”
“Hey! That’s not right! What am I supposed to ride?”
“Shut up. I don’t have gas to carry someone faking illness.”
Yujun spun around sharply and strode toward his car.
Kanghyun stamped his feet and chased after him.
“Hey, Yujun! Are you really going to be petty like this? I’m a patient. Didn’t you see me cough up blood?”
“Can’t hear. Can’t see.”
Yujun walked to the car with his ears blocked and eyes closed. He got in the driver’s seat and locked the car door. Kanghyun stood blocking the front of the car and pounded on the window demanding he open the door.
The team members standing blankly looked at each other’s faces and muttered.
“Was our Guild Master originally someone who talked that much?”
“Don’t know. First time seeing him like that today.”
Vroom. The engine sound could be heard.
‘Reflect a bit, you faker bastard.’
Just as Yujun thought that and was about to step on the accelerator.
“You’re really going to be petty and leave?”
Kanghyun’s annoyed voice came from outside the window.
CRUNCH!
“……?”
The car shook noisily with a jolt. At the same time, there was the sound of something being wretchedly crushed.
Yujun’s pupils shook like crazy. No way. No way.
He urgently kicked open the car door and burst out.
“Hey!”
The rear bumper of the top-of-the-line car, presumably hammered stitch by stitch by Italian craftsmen with options alone exceeding 50 million won… was dented in the shape of Kanghyun’s footprint.
Yujun looked back and forth between his car and Kanghyun with his mouth gaping open.
Kanghyun shamelessly shrugged his shoulders.
“I told you to open the door.”
“You, you crazy bastard!”
A shout close to a scream finally burst from Yujun’s mouth.
“You, do you know how much this is?! Huh? Do you think this is a tin can car that can be straightened just by kicking it!”
“Ah, I don’t know. Who told you to lock the door? I wouldn’t have kicked it if you’d opened it!”
“But why would you break the car, you ignorant fool!”
Yujun staggered, grabbing the back of his neck. He who didn’t bat an eye in front of monsters had a world-collapsing expression in front of the dented bumper.
“I’m going to bill you for repairs. I’ll bill you down to the 10 won digit! You think you’ll have settlement money from this Gate!”
“What? Hey! Are you really being petty about money?”
The parking lot instantly became a mess.
Two of the only three S-rank Hunters in South Korea were putting each other in headlocks, kicking shins, and grabbing hair while fighting.
“Surrender. Say you’ll cough up 500 million won in repair costs!”
“Are you crazy! How is that 500 million! Does it have a gold frame?”
“Aren’t you worried about compensation for damages from mental shock? My heart was torn more than 500 million won’s worth!”
The team members watching this scene from afar had now reached a state of enlightenment.
“…Um, shouldn’t we stop them?”
“Let’s just pretend we didn’t see. That seems better for our mental health.”
They quietly turned their heads and headed toward their own parked car.
Let’s just go home. Just watching those idiots made them feel like they were becoming idiots too.
