CH 18 As time went by, Chae Yoo-jung gradually returned to college and continued his studies, fitting classes into a life that was still carefully structured around therapy sessions. The routine was exhausting, but Chae Yoo-jung never complained about it.   Days blurred together, passing faster than he could keep track of, and before Chae Yoo-jung realized it, he had become too busy to even look after Yoo Ji-han the way he used to, no longer hovering nearby, no longer checking in at every small sound.   Yoo Ji-han sat quietly, watching Chae Yoo-jung as he slept slumped over the desk once again, his cheek pressed against his arm, dark circles faintly visible beneath his eyes.   The computer was still on, the light was the only thing cutting through the dim room. On the monitor was a detailed floor plan for an assignment, lines and measurements neatly drawn, evidence of how long he must have been working before exhaustion finally claimed him.   “I can’t believe time went so fast, and he is already a 3rd year.”   Yoo Ji-han let out a quiet, melancholic sigh as he gently caressed Chae Yoo-jung’s face, careful not to wake him.   ‘And I finished my master’s course.’   Yoo Ji-han smiled to himself, while swiftly carrying Chae Yoo-jung carefully, into his arms to their bed, mindful not to wake him. He placed Chae Yoo-jung gently on the bed.   “Sweet dreams, Yoo-jung-ah.”   Now, Yoo Ji-han had more than enough strength to do so, ever since deciding to spend much of his time at the gym. With Chae Yoo-jung growing busier and more absorbed in college life, especially with plans to graduate early, Yoo Ji-han had found himself with more time on his hands. Now on a break from work for the next few months, he’d kept up his training, enough that carrying Chae Yoo-jung posed no difficulty at all. ***   “Finally……”   Chae Yoo-jung dragged himself up from his seat and stretched his arms, muscles aching pleasantly as the tension finally eased. His third year was finally over, and with it, he had finished his architecture degree. There was still one or two years of practical training ahead before he could officially call himself an architect, but that part didn’t bother him.   What had been difficult, for him, was juggling his side jobs as a streamer and an agency model, since now he needed to earn his own money. Yoo Ji-han had told him more than once that he could rely on him instead, that he didn’t need to struggle so much, but Chae Yoo-jung always refused. He said he needed to pay his own way, which earning his living was something he wanted, something he owed to himself.   Yoo Ji-han worried that Chae Yoo-jung was pushing himself too hard, but in the end, he gave in, realizing there was no changing his mind. He had even considered insisting on paying for at least the third year, knowing it would be the busiest, most demanding, and final stretch.   But apparently, Chae Yoo-jung had already thought that far ahead. He’d quietly saved enough money to cover it on his own, leaving Yoo Ji-han with nothing to do but worry.   Disappointed that his plan had fallen through, Yoo Ji-han’s shoulders slumped when Chae Yoo-jung told him the truth. He let out a small sigh before speaking.   “I didn’t think you had already saved that much money.” However, Chae Yoo-jung assured Yoo Ji-han with a smile.   “Then you can plan and pay for our dates this year.”   He said lightly.   “I’ll probably be too busy to plan anything anyway.”   Yoo Ji-han stretched Chae Yoo-jung’s cheeks, and with how cheeky he was, he couldn’t help but sigh.   “Okay…Leave all the planning to me, then.”   And he truly meant it. Yoo Ji-han planned so many dates that Chae Yoo-jung eventually found himself wondering if there were any places left, they hadn’t explored together.   Now, back in the present, as soon as Chae Yoo-jung had finished the graduation ceremony and celebration, it was time to reconsider a lot of things. Of course, gaining more experience through internships was one priority, but there was something else weighing on his mind. He found himself thinking back to the pre-wedding shoot he had seen when he first arrived in Germany.   Lost in that memory, he realized just how quickly time had passed, time slipping by in what felt like the blink of an eye. And then, naturally, his thoughts drifted further back, to the very beginning, how he and Yoo Ji-han had first met, and the chance encounter at that wedding reception that had changed everything.   How they met again and again.   A game that brought them together...connecting them again. Zenoris.   He had stopped playing it ever since he had come here.   Just thinking about it brought a bittersweet smile to his face. It was almost unbelievable that five years had already passed since everything began, from the moment they officially met to where he stood now. Words couldn’t fully capture the weight of nostalgia that settled in his chest. It all felt unreal, as though those memories belonged to someone else, as though this present reality was too improbable to be true.   Back then, he had been so miserable that he couldn’t imagine a future worth hoping for. He’d simply let the present drift forward, allowing it to turn into the future on its own, resigned to continuing a life he believed would never change.   If he hadn’t met Yoo Ji-han again in that game, he wondered what he would have been doing right now.   “Ha…… hahahaha.”   The laugh caught somewhere between relief and sorrow. Chae Yoo-jung felt like crying yet somehow didn’t. His throat went dry, and his hands trembled slightly small reminders that pulled him back to the present. He ran a hand through his hair, straightened his shirt in front of the mirror, and took a deep breath before heading out.   “There’s no longer a need to think of the past repeatedly. It’s fate.”   He murmured, letting his eyes follow the sunlight spilling across the floor, feeling the quiet stillness of the room settle around him.   *** Chae Yoo-jung gazed at the rings displayed on the poster outside the jewelry shop. A quiet smile tugged at his lips before he stepped inside.   “Hello… could you help me with some recommendations for a proposal ring?”   Chae Yoo-jung had prepared a pair of rings for the proposal. That evening, he and Yoo Ji-han dressed in elegant yet simple suits and planned a quiet dinner together at a cozy restaurant. They smiled and teased each other, their laughter blending with the soft clink of cutlery.   A perfectly cooked steak was served, and they ate happily, savoring both the food and the moment. Later, they joined a video call with friends from the past, sharing smiles and laughter that made the night feel even more special.   Under the scenery, of the soft glow of the streetlights, Yoo Ji-han sank to one knee and opened a small ring box. Chae Yoo-jung, watching him intently, quickly pulled his own ring set from his pocket and held it out in return.   Snowflakes drifted down around them, dusting their shoulders and breaking the tension of the moment with a quiet, magical stillness.   Then, a spiral of laughter bubbled up from both of them, filling the wintry night with warmth.   “You beat me to it…before I can.”   As he spoke, Chae Yoo-jung burst into tears, letting out a shaky sigh. The hand holding the ring box trembled, not just from the cold slowly creeping in from the snowy night, but from the fear and anticipation building inside him.   Yoo Ji-han gently wiped away Chae Yoo-jung’s tears. A soft, tender expression spread across his face, and without hesitation, he leaned in, letting his lips meet Chae Yoo-jung’s in a simple, reassuring gesture. With a bright, relieved smile, Chae Yoo-jung spoke, his fear melting away. “Let’s use both rings… my rings for the proposal, and yours for the wedding.”   Even as he said it, tears continued to stream down his cheeks. Hand in hand, Yoo Ji-han and Chae Yoo-jung walked home together, the snow crunching softly beneath their feet. Chae Yoo-jung leaned against Yoo Ji-han, finding comfort in his warmth, feeling that, at last, everything was exactly as it should be.   MR: Ahhh, finally! My cuties… they actually proposed!! I’m so happy for them. --- Credits: Writer: Hoshi Miya Co-writer: Miry We made a Discord Server ! please join us!

CH 17   “Did you like all the food I prepared, Yoo Ji-han- ah ?”   Chae Yoo-jung smiled shyly, his lips curving just enough to look harmless. He tilted his face into the hand resting on the table, fingers loosely curled, posture relaxed, almost looking lazy. Yet his eyes told a different story.   They traced Yoo Ji-han’s figure slowly, deliberately, drifting from his shoulders to his hands, lingering in places that made the intent impossible to miss. It felt less like a glance and more like being examined, as though every inch of him was being peeled back layer by layer.   A chill crept up Yoo Ji-han’s spine, rising from a source he couldn’t identify, as it was coming from somewhere unknown to him. It settled deep in his chest, leaving behind a faint, persistent tightness he couldn’t quite explain. The room hadn’t changed, and the temperature hadn’t dropped, yet his skin reacted as if a sharp, icy breeze had swept over him.   Silence stretched for a brief moment, thin and fragile.   He knew he had to respond before it swallowed him. Instinctively, he searched for something…anything, to counterattack. He let out a quiet sigh, willing his shoulders to relax. Even if it was only an act, he needed it to look convincing.   Yoo Ji-han curved his lips into an easy smile, careful not to let it falter. He met Chae Yoo-jung’s gaze head-on, refusing to look away.   “It’s really good…”   He said it evenly, then added after a beat. “The food…I mean, of course.”   Yoo Ji-han let out a soft chuckle, while he, in his own mind, was screaming ‘Aaaaah’ and stretching out his hair from its roots.  ‘He’s too adorbs…….’ He picked up his chopsticks and absentmindedly traced a slow circle around the plate, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looked at Chae Yoo-jung, as if studying him, or perhaps teasing him.   When they finished eating, Yoo Ji-han looked at him again. This time, he didn’t hesitate. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to him, simple and without any hesitation.   “I will still love you even if you are broken.”   He whispered it playfully, almost lightly, fully aware of how cliché the words sounded. Yet beneath the teasing tone lay something earnest, something he didn’t bother to hide.   Then Yoo Ji-han was pulled beneath the sheets, the suddenness knocking the breath from him. Chae Yoo-jung kissed him stubbornly, as if refusing to give him time to think, or to retreat. Their tongues swirled as Chae Yoo-jung all of a sudden, leaned forward, closing whatever distance remained between them.   The kiss deepened, unhurried yet forceful, as though he were trying to convey something he couldn’t put into words. The insistence left a faint tingling behind, spreading through Yoo Ji-han’s chest and down his spine, making his body react before his mind could catch up.   When their lips finally parted, the air between them felt thin. They breathed hard, foreheads nearly touching, close enough to feel each other’s warmth.   Yoo Ji-han shuddered when Chae Yoo-jung spoke. The earlier playfulness was gone, replaced by something raw and vulnerable.   “How could you say that, Hyung?” The question lingered between them, heavy and exposed, demanding an answer Yoo Ji-han wasn’t sure he was ready to give.   “......?”   After a few seconds of silence, Chae Yoo-jung let out a soft chuckle. His lips curved upward, the smile leaving no room for further explanation.   “If you’d said that a year ago…”   He continued lightly.   “…it would’ve been such a cheat, Ji-han-hyung.”   Yoo Ji-han’s eyebrows lifted in surprise, then slowly relaxed as understanding dawned on him. A quiet snicker slipped out before he could stop it. He reached forward and handed the bunny tail back to Chae Yoo-jung.   “Forgive me…”   Yoo Ji-han spoke, his tone hovering somewhere between apologetic and teasing.   “I did that for your own good back then.”   Leaning closer, he tilted his head toward Chae Yoo-jung’s ear and lowered his voice.   “Why don’t you do what you want to do?” Yoo Ji-han spread out his legs to expose the entrance and rubbed it with his hands.    Chae Yoo-jung’s eyes widened slightly, and he swallowed hard, feeling the pull of his own desires, looking at Yoo Ji-han. His hand hovered uncertainly, a mix of hesitation and anticipation in the air between them.   Nearby, the bottle of gel caught his eye. He grabbed it quickly, making Yoo Ji-han’s eyes widen slightly. A teasing smirk spread across Yoo Ji-han’s face.   “Very impatient, I see.”   He murmured amused.   With the bed sheets wrinkled around them and the moonlight peeking out from the window, Chae Yoo-jung pulled Yoo Ji-han closer, then he pressed their bodies together, the contact sending a shiver through them both. Their breaths mingled, hearts racing, as the quiet tension between them hung thick in the room.   But without giving any consideration of that, they continued rubbing their penises together with Chae Yoo-jung’s big hands, while another hand entered Yoo Ji-han’s entrance and gave way for air to enter.   “Hugnh…Huk. Ngg…Ugh. Unn.”   Sweet sounds of pleasure slipped from Yoo Ji-han’s mouth, as a sense of itching spread uncomfortable in a deeper place, where Chae Yoo-jung was still not rubbing, so Yoo Ji-han shook his bottom to guide his finger to come close to the spot he wanted. Chae Yoo-jung paid no attention to that and continued to press without reaching that delicate place   Gently stretching for a bit, he pressed the rabbit butt hole into it. Yoo Ji-han’s waist arched, unable to bear the uplifting feeling. His toes curled and his lips bitten.  Before placing Yoo Ji-han on his lap, Chae Yoo-jung traced his backbone and positioned his face to kiss Yoo Ji-han, rubbing his bright red bitten lips. An electrifying sensation almost made Yoo Ji-han roll his eyes backwards.    With how the but’s hole was barely reaching the prostate but also scratching the edge of it, Yoo Ji-han couldn’t handle but cum a little.   “Aahh!”   After a quarter of ejaculating, it froze, forcing the cum backwards again, which is supposed to come outside. Yoo Ji-han rubbed the penises, which he was bulging with deep purple nerves.   “Why…why is it not coming out?! Hic…”   He said out of frustration and bit his lips again, a flush rising to his cheeks making them more red than they were. The sweat flowed from Chae Yoo-jung’s forehead. Chae Yoo-jung took the lead as he placed his finger towards the tail, grinding it more upwards and tapping it once for a long time. Suddenly, a quiet but small buzzing sound could be heard, filling the air.   Yoo Ji-han’s eyebrows wrinkled, as pleasure continued to stir up near the stomach. Chae Yoo-jung pulled Yoo Ji-han closer to lean in for a kiss.   ‘So sweet…….’   After full-serving Yoo Ji-han with bite marks and rubbing penis gently and fragilely, Yoo Ji-han came again. Yoo Ji-han took out the butt tails from the anus and expanded, teasing with his fingers.    ‘I want to tease Chae Yoo-jung-ah.’   Ripping the condom package while having it in Yoo Ji-han’s mouth, he slowly pushed the condom over Chae Yoo-jung’s penis with his mouth. Flustered, Chae Yoo-jung grabbed Yoo Ji-han’s head to prevent himself and said fast.   “I can do it by myself. You don’t have to……. Ugh. Ah…….Hy…hyung….mn…”   A series of moans exploded from Chae Yoo-jung’s mouth. Yoo Ji-han pulled Chae Yoo-jung’s hands away from his head and fixed his bangs backwards. After finally succeeding in putting the condom on, Yoo Ji-han proceeded to lean towards and positioned himself so that he could take up penis.    Chae Yoo-jung without any notice, placed his hands on Yoo Ji-han’s waist and snapped him downwards, before Yoo Ji-han had the chance to process what just happened.   Yoo Ji-han’s visioned blackened before light could enter as his eyes shook and his body instinctively jerked out, trying to get out. The tip just hit at the right spot. Tears formed on the corners of Yoo Ji-han’s eyes. His waist arched and wiggled, yet Chae Yoo-jung’s tightly secured him in place. Waves of pleasure abrupt his brain signals and overtook his consciousness of logical thinking. Loads of semen poured out from Yoo Ji-han’s penis.   Yoo Ji-han’s mind felt foggy, his thoughts scattered, and his eyes grew dry as quiet tears slipped down his cheeks. Chae Yoo-jung leaned in, pressing his lips gently against Yoo Ji-han’s, holding the moment with a tenderness that made the world around them fade. Slowly, he lifted his gaze to meet Yoo Ji-han’s, letting his eyes speak what words could not.   Their lips separated and let out hot breaths. Then, Chae Yoo-jung harshly pushed Yoo Ji-han out almost fully before, placing him to hit the same spot. Having him repeat his motion, pushing in and out, slowly then gradually fastening, made the pleasure skyrocket to maximum. Yoo Ji-han, using the inner nerves, squeezed and wiggled to prevent himself from cumming too fast.   ‘At this rate, I might end up tiring myself too fast.’   Realizing that, Chae Yoo-jung sped up his motions so that they could cum together.  “Aah!”   “Ugh!”   Both of them moaned before Chae Yoo-jung’s placed his head on Yoo Ji-han’s shoulder and rubbed his forehead.   “I did good, right?”   Yoo Ji-han stroked his hair.   “Unn. You did. I’m proud.”   Those words echoed in Chae Yoo-jung’s heart as he let out a calm sigh to calm down. He let out a cute smile.           MR: I love these cuties so much…Their relationship is so beautiful.   --- Credits: Writer: Hoshi Miya Co-writer: Miry We made a Discord Server ! please join us!

Kwon Seong-gil's voice also became very impatient. - You can't contact Yoo-shin? You use 'Munin's Eye'! There was no time to answer. The next moment, Hyeon Gyu-ha shot his body toward the southwest like a ray of light. It is over 500 kilometers from Hoeryong to Seoul. Flying that far at full speed using psychokinesis would have been difficult even for him with his overflowing mana. However, such a cool-headed calculation of reason did not exist. The sky, the sun, the clouds, the birds, the planes rush at a speed that seems to tear apart his vision. The wind like a blade beats his body and lets out a sharp cry. Even though all his senses are sharply sharpened, he cannot feel anything. All that exists is one word engraved in his heart. -.......Ha- ya ! Nearby workshop...... CCT...... Please...... Taesung......... Kwon Seong-gil's urgent voice crackled intermittently from the cell phone that he had forgotten to turn off. The cell phone was shattered in Hyeon Gyu-ha's hands. For the first time in a long time, the murderous intent towards 'human' boils over. The bright red blood from 14 years ago spreads thickly before his eyes.  Kill. Kill. I will kill. The sun has set. The temperature has dropped. I don't know. I can't even feel the passage of time. The sensation of my skin exposed to the harsh wind has long since become numb. The light source with the blinking coordinates moved. It was fast. Judging from the path it was moving, it wasn't a subway. It didn't stop at certain stations. It was a car. Was it Gong Tae-seong's car? Thud.  A chilling sound echoed from between the teeth. Move. Move. Stop.  Before he knew it, a skyscraper soaring high into the sky blocked his path. His brain, overloaded from excessive mana abuse for a long time, throbbed. It doesn't matter. Right there. There he is. *** “……!” It was a surprisingly delicious bruschetta. Although it was not as good as the grilled Korean beef I had with Hyeon Gyu-ha. “Squeak!” Even 8- se  stuck his nose into the plate absentmindedly, his short tail standing up stiffly like a cotton swab. "Does it suit your taste?" “It’s delicious.” Even while chewing and mumbling, In Yoo-shin thought about when his next payday would be. I hope to get my paycheck and come back with Hyeon Gyu-ha. The gnocchi that came next also did not disappoint. Seeing 8-se shaking his plump butt and eating it with relish made me happy even though I didn't buy it with my own money. Gong Tae-seong asked absentmindedly, putting gnocchi and truffle in his mouth. "Still haven't been able to contact Hyeon Gyu-ha?" “I still send text messages every now and then.” I couldn't contact him because I thought he had lost his cell phone deep in the mountains of Hoeryong. In Yoo-shin, who was worriedly checking Hyeon Gyu-ha's status window, almost dropped the fork. [Current status: Murderous affection, anxiety. Murderous murderous murderous.] 'What, what is it? What's going on?' Hyeon Gyu-ha had never felt such blatant murderous intent even when fighting the monsters. What on earth happened in Hoeryong? Gong Tae-seong muttered quietly as he saw In Yoo-shin stop eating and make a quick phone call. "I guess it's about time to come." Before I could even react to those words. Crash! The thick, large window shattered into pieces, and glass shards flew inside. In Yoo-shin, who instinctively covered 8- se  with his body and lay down, realized something strange. Even though the glass was shattered right in front of his nose, he didn't feel any pain, let alone any wounds. In Yoo-shin carefully raised his head and felt a transparent shield protecting him. “......Gyu-ha- ssi ?” Before the glass shards had even fully fallen to the floor, the restaurant's exterior walls were shattered and debris flew in. The white flames shot up with a fierce force, instantly melting the flying debris and turning it into ash. "Ha." Gong Tae-seong's lips were twisted. "You've become a pretty presentable face." A sense of relief returned to Hyeon Gyu-ha, who immediately checked the safety of In Yoo-shin upon his arrival. He looked very surprised as if it was an unexpected situation, but there were no signs of injuries or restrictions on his movements. The sense of relief soon turned to anger. He was in a state where he couldn't make a cool-headed judgment due to his murderous intent, but he regained enough reason to realize that the In Yoo-shin was being used as bait to lure him out. "Were you eating?" In Yoo-shin blinked his eyebrows sharply as if he had come to his senses at those words. "That's true, but... Gyu-ha's complexion is..." Before Hyeon Gyu-ha could even finish speaking, he picked up every table in the restaurant he could see and threw them at Gong Tae-seong. "Was it necessary to completely empty the inside?" Of course, the tables could not penetrate the wall of flames that Gong Tae-seong had created. And Hyeon Gyu-ha also did not think that this attack would work. The table, which was thrown in an instant, temporarily blocked the flames. Hyeon Gyu-ha’s hand, which was trying to grab Gong Tae-seong by sticking close behind him, cut through the air in vain. In the blink of an eye, the flames seemed to surround Gong Tae-seong, but they had already moved behind Hyeon Gyu-ha. "It seems like you’ve flown quite a distance, but you’re still going strong." "Shut up!" "I have business with you, Hyeon Gyu-ha. There's no need to touch In Yoo-shin. Let's talk amongst ourselves." Gong Tae-seong took out a small, transparent bead from the subspace. Hyeon Gyu-ha, who realized that it was an item with unique abilities extracted, was about to fly back while protecting In Yoo-shin, but Gong Tae-seong’s lips twitched and the bead broke apart in his grasp. At the same time, all objects within a two-meter radius centered around the void disappeared. “Gyu-ha- ssi !” As expected of Hyeon Gyu-ha. He ran in panic, but the place where Gong Tae-seong had been was completely cleared away, as if even the broken and ashes had been removed. In Yoo-shin, whose face had turned pale, groped around and checked the status window. [Current status: Murderous, affectionate, anxious, murderous, murderous. Murderous.] At least he's not unconscious or dead. If that's the case…… 'C-calm down. Calm down, In Yoo-shin! In Yoo-shin closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, counted to ten, and opened his eyes. The sight before his eyes was the same. 'That bead earlier... I think a skill was activated when the bead was broken. Then, it must have been a unique ability extracted and placed into the bead, but which skill is…… Teleport?' "It disappeared through teleportation, that thing." He turned his head in surprise at the sudden voice. Jang Beom, holding a Gandiva in one hand, came out of the restaurant, walking slowly. "Hunter Jang- nim ? Are you here too, Hunter- nim ?" " Unn , Yoo-shin- ah . Are you hurt anywhere?" "If it was teleportation, where did he go? Why Gyu-ha- ssi ? Why the guild leader!" "It's getting complicated, so can you ask me one by one?" Jang Beom playfully shrugged his shoulders. His words and actions seemed calm, but there was an unmistakable tension on his face. "First, I was hiding under Papa's orders. In the unlikely event that something happens, Papa will help, and I will have to take Yoo-shin home safely. If you don't trust me, a fellow guild member, you can call Hye-yeon or Jin-hyeok." "Is this all what the guild leader intended?" "I knew Gyu-ha was going to go far away today, so I did it spontaneously. I'm sure there was some planning going on beforehand." Since before? How long have you been planning something like this? To use me while I was away from Hyeon Gyu-ha. “......I couldn't get through to Gyu-ha- ssi  on the phone." "Papa had a jamming device. People passing by would just think that the signal was out for a moment and ignore it. I thought Hyeon Gyu-ha had put 'Munin's Eye' on you. I thought that if he found out that he couldn't contact you for a long time, he'd get angry and come running straight to your location. That's exactly what happened." In Yoo-shin tried to understand Jang Beom's explanation. In short, doesn't this mean that Gong Tae-seong intentionally provoked Hyeon Gyu-ha? Why on earth? Hyeon Gyu-ha was not particularly aggressive, but he was never one to shy away from a fight that came his way. Whether it was to see who was the best hunter, as the savages said, or for some other reason, if Gong Tae-seong wanted to fight him, he would have had the opportunity to do so at any time. Without having to resort to such means. "Guild Leader…… What are his intentions?" "I don't know the details though." For the first time, the smile disappeared from Jang Beom's face, which had been covered in a playful mask. "Whether it's Tae-seong or Gyu-ha, one of the two will come out dead. I'm sorry to say this to you, but of course I want Tae-seong to come out alive." ------ Credits: Translator: Hoshi Miya Editor/Proofreader: HM: the next invention that HGH is gonna make is a phone that’s able to sent messages anywhere in the world, without internet connection Hello, we are looking for Editors and Proofreaders for this series, please feel free to directly contact me if you would like to participate it this. If you wanna become a translator, editor or proofreader, please use the discord link given below and follow the instructions in the recruit channel. We made a discord server! please join us!

The measured location, Mt. Obong, was a ridge of the Hamgyeong Mountains. As expected of a mountain in Hamgyeong Province, we climbed a steep and rugged mountain path. The coordinates were pointing almost to the peak of the mountain. He flew up high into the sky to observe, and walked through the forest to look around, but it was just an ordinary mountain. There was no sound of animals cowering in fear of the monsters, nor was there any sudden surge of mana. Whether they lead to dungeons, spit out monsters, erode reality, or something else entirely, all gates, as the name 'gate' suggests, connect the real world with another world. ‘It seems that a gate with a mana wave of a similar nature to the sudden gate opened.' If the gate is not completely closed and is still sending out monsters, this would explain to some extent why monsters occasionally appear in the village. Hyeon Gyu-ha even imagined that Gong Tae-seong would summon monsters by opening a rift between the worlds and trying to conquer the Earth, just like in novels and movies, but he soon discarded it. If at most a few monsters crawl out, wouldn't the scale be too shabby? Tracking even the minute mana waves coming from a gate that wasn't completely closed was impossible even for Hyeon Gyu-ha. It might have been possible for the observatory's supercomputer or an Awakener with relevant characteristics. Anyway, this was something I had to go back and think about again. If it wasn’t related to In Yoo-shin or something that would harm him, I didn’t plan on digging into whatever Gong Tae-seong was doing. I should discuss it with In Yoo-shin, but it would probably be better to share it with Min Geut-nyeo and ask Gong Tae-seong directly. Hyeon Gyu-ha, who had made a decision, decided to return to Seoul. When he checked the train schedule, he found that the train to Cheongjin was 1 hour and 30 minutes later. He had some time left. He wrote a text message after transferring at Cheongjin and getting on the train to Seoul. He left that part out because he knew that if he knew the arrival time, he would come to Seoul Station to pick him up. [I think I'll arrive in Seoul late in the evening. If it's too late, I'll go straight back to the officetel, so don't wait for me and go to sleep. I'll buy you something delicious.] He tried to send a text message without any emoticons, but it didn't go through. It seems like the signal is unstable because it's a high mountain, almost 1,400 meters high. Hyeon Gyu-ha casually put his phone in his pocket and quickly went down the mountain, flying through the air. According to what I found online and what Jeon Min-soo told me, the Hoeryong specialties that tourists mostly buy are rice cakes and white apricots. Buying apricots wouldn’t be bad, but In Yoo-shin would probably be more curious about apricot bread. He bought some rice cakes and white apricot bread at a famous store near the station recommended by local Jeon Min-soo. “This is my first time eating apricot bread." The face of In Yoo-shin, who was eating apricot bread with a curious expression, came to mind and the corners of his mouth became loose. If it suits his taste, it would be nice to take a light trip over the weekend. I would like to take a leisurely trip abroad during the summer vacation, but I don't know if it's possible to take 6-se with me. In Yoo-shin probably wouldn't go on a trip with 6-se since she will be older at that time. 'I guess I'll buy a private plane while I'm at it. I think it would be better to just say I borrowed it, since it would be burdensome if Yoo-shin- ssi  found out.' 6-se’s age is already well over 2 years old, so it may be time to start preparing mentally. In Yoo-shin is worried that 6-se, who relies on a part of his heart, will die, and In Yoo-shin is even more worried that he will be sad because of that. In Yoo-shin is a very kind person. Hyeon Gyu-ha sat on a chair in the platform waiting room and thought blankly. How long could I stay next to such a caring person? I have been running since I was young, only to open the passage to Iad, and I cannot imagine the future, ten years from now. Will I still be wandering around looking for the passage ten years from now? Or will I have already crossed over to Iad and finished everything? Or will I just die? Why is it that in all these scenes there is In Yoo-shin? Hyeon Gyu-ha recalled his long-held determination to single-handedly destroy the city that the king had completed. It was a determination that did not change even after he learned that In Yoo-shin was his partner, Îð, Krsnik. He remembered the dungeon he had conquered 14 years ago. The dungeon where the vampire Saba Savanovic and the two vampire hunters hunting him, Dhampir and Krsnik, had appeared. When he saw them in the vision, Hyeon Gyu-ha was certain that Krsnik would not be born in this age of iron. I still don't know. How could In Yoo-shin have the fate of Krsnik be born in a world where gods have left and vampires don't exist? However, it was clear that In Yoo-shin had that trait. Krsnik, whose fate has been intertwined with that of a Dhampir since he killed the first vampire created by the evil god Nekurathul, and his only partner who had no choice but to be born as a Dhampir. My initial resolution was a self-righteous and skeptical mistrust of humanity, not to let others dictate my fate. But now it has changed into a love for protecting the In Yoo-shin from this fate. It was unacceptable for In Yoo-shin to be known to Iad, and for him to awaken as Krsnik. That would mean he would be exposed to that much danger. ‘Damn it. I had no lingering attachment to this world.' So, Hyeon Gyu-ha, who had never had anything of his own before he was born, wanted to keep the only thing he had that he finally came to possess thanks to In Yoo-shin by his side. That's right, your true feelings. Just that one thing. Considering that, it might even be better if In Yoo-shin doesn't need me so much that he'd call me 'Ring' even when under the hidden boss's control. While I was reaching that conclusion with reason, I also had a self that wanted to be 'necessary' to In Yoo-shin. I had a self that wanted to stand by his upright and honest side without shame. In Yoo-shin makes me a better person than I was before, and leads me to a better path. In Yoo-shin's existence gives value to this world where it had no meaning. If a miracle exists in this world where God has left, its name is In Yoo-shin. Because he missed him so much, Hyeon Gyu-ha took out his phone again. He sent a text message that was not sent. It was not sent. Text again. Can not be sent. Send. Can not be sent. Call. Can not connect. Call. Can not connect. Call. Can not connect. Call. Can not connect. Call. Can not connect. Call. Can not connect. Call. Can not connect. Call. Can not connect. Call. Can not connect. Call. Can not connect. Call...... “Uaaaagh!” When he came to his senses, there was a scream all around. The waiting room was already in ruins. Chairs and trash cans were flying through the air, and people in the air were screaming and holding on to pillars and overpasses. The electronic scoreboard had long since been torn down. The sound of a train coming in from afar is heard. The station staff who came down in a hurry were unable to approach the countercurrent of the power sweeping around them, and their faces turned pale. Only then did Hyeon Gyu-ha barely regain 10% of his senses. The torn and shattered debris fell with a loud thud next to the people who were gently sliding down to the ground. The train, which witnessed the unusual situation on the platform, slowed down. Hyeon Gyu-ha flew high into the sky, passing the station staff who were supporting people and checking if the tracks were safe. I can't breathe. What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? He barely remembered he had 'Munin's Eyes'. *Munin’s eyes!” The coordinates appeared at the start-up word that was shouted like a scream. The tracking light source flickered. What should I do next? Hyeon Gyu-ha hit his fist on top of his heart that was beating so hard that it seemed like it would break his ribs. Only after he had been hit so hard that he was left with a bruise and the pain tore through his brain did he begin to think about what to do. Take out the map and compare the coordinates... where is it....... The location of the blinking light was a department store. It doesn't stay in one place for long. It stops and looks around slowly, and moves at the same speed as walking. It's not being restrained or dragged. At least, judging by the path it moves, it looks free. Hyeon Gyu-ha covered his face and finally let out a breath. His chest was pounding wildly. Cold sweat dripped down his neck and temples. There might have been a problem with his cell phone. He took a deep breath and repeatedly called Kwon Seong-gil. In Yoo-shin said that he was going to Kwon Seong-gil's workshop at the research center today. - Gyu-ha? You just got to Hoeryeong, and you couldn't even hold out for a bit before calling. Kwon Seong-gil, unaware of the situation, answered the phone in a cheerful voice. It wasn't a problem with the cell phone. Yoo-shin- ssi . When did he leave?" -Why is your voice like that... “Yoo-shin- ssi .” A dull voice that continued mechanically without any emotional ups and downs stopped Kwon Seong-gil from speaking. He swallowed dry saliva and continued speaking in a cautious tone. - It's been a while. He left before 3 o'clock. "Just give Yoo-shin- ssi  a call." - wait for a sec. Kwon Seong-gil was busy for a moment, answering the store phone. Then, a puzzled voice came back. - I can’t connect? Damnit. Damnit. Hyeon Gyu-ha screamed like an animal in his chest. ------ Credits: Translator: Hoshi Miya Editor/Proofreader: HM: the next invention that HGH is gonna make is a phone that’s able to sent messages anywhere in the world, without internet connection Hello, we are looking for Editors and Proofreaders for this series, please feel free to directly contact me if you would like to participate it this. If you wanna become a translator, editor or proofreader, please use the discord link given below and follow the instructions in the recruit channel. We made a discord server! please join us!

[Current status: Murderous, affectionate, anxious, separation anxiety.] Seeing as nothing's different from yesterday, it seems he still haven't realized the connection isn't working. I wonder how deep into the mountains he had gone....... If only it was possible to at least be able to communicate telepathically in their heads since I had tamed him? Will he be okay? I was very worried, but since he was so far away and there was nothing I could do, In Yoo-shin just rubbed his stuffy chest. As time passed, the transmission was still there. If it was nearby, I could go find him myself, but it took half a day by train to get to Hoeryong. Even if it was difficult to get there, if the roads were different, the situation would be even more complicated. "Why is your expression like that?" It seems like my troubled mind was showing on the outside. In Yoo-shin rubbed his face. “I can’t get through to Gyu-ha- ssi  on the phone.” "I heard he went to Gaema Plateau? I heard there's a place where radio waves don't reach very well." “.....That’s right.” "Hyeon Gyu-ha would have accepted that too." He nodded absentmindedly.  I hope he went into the mountains to find an important clue, something worth losing contact with me over. "I've almost finished picking out a gift for Anna....... It's almost dinner time. Should we have a meal together?" "N-no. I'm fine." "Consider this your reward for me dragging you around all afternoon." When he put it like that, I couldn't refuse any longer.  Since he hadn't had a chance to test them yet, In Yoo-shin followed, planning to take his shot during the meal. The place Gong Tae-seong took him to after leaving the department store was a restaurant that looked expensive at first glance. It was on the third floor, so the view was great. If that was all, I wouldn’t have been surprised, but there were no customers inside. In Yoo-shin’s eyes widened. “You didn't really rent out the entire restaurant, did you?” "To have a close meeting, it's better if we're not seen by others." A close meeting? Why would I have a close meeting with this person?  In Yoo-shin's head, which was spinning, suddenly recalled the conversation at the erosion gate. In Yoo-shin quickly bowed at a 90-degree angle and apologized. "I appreciate your kindness, Guild Leader, but I have Gyu-ha- ssi ! I'm sorry!" “No!” "You'll find a better man than me!" "Hey!" In the end, Gong Tae-seong ended up grabbing the back of his neck. "You, listen....... If you ever say something like that in front of Geut-nyeo, know that I'll burn that rooftop room to the ground." "Do you think I'd ever get the chance to meet a vice president of a large corporation......?" “Just in case!” "Didn't you divorce the Vice President before that...?" “…….” "Guild leader, you still has feelings for her, but did something wrong that led to the divorce? Gasp , I'm sorry." “…….” In Yoo-shin, unaware that he had unintentionally succeeded in catching Gong Tae-seong’s attention, just opened his eyes wide. Gong Tae-seong let out a heavy sigh with an expression that showed that he had let go of many things. "You were constantly checking my expression while texting Hyeon Gyu-ha, but aren't you the one who has something to say?" "N-n-not me." "Regardless, eat some food. You've lost so much weight." In Yoo-shin ended up sitting hesitantly at the only table set up in the restaurant, the table by the window. He was very perceptive. I thought I had hidden it well, so how did he know? Since he had already set the stage for me to talk, should I just ask outright? Or should I try to hide it a little? While he was thinking about it, the waiter came, and after seeing the menu written in Italian instead of English, In Yoo-shin simply followed Gong Tae-seong and ordered the same thing. "Can 8- se  eat with me? You don't need to order anything separately, just a small appetizer plate will do." "So is that rat useful enough to be tamed?" "Of course! I also developed a new skill today. If 8- se  were a person, it would be registered as a skill." In Yoo-shin placed 8- se  on top of his head. He pick up on things immediately. 8- se 's small eyes shone with determination. “8- seya !” “Squeak!” 8-se, with his wings spread, jumped down from his head, glided through the air, and landed beautifully on the table, looking triumphant. "...?" Gong Tae-seong asked in a confused tone. “What is this?” "It flew in the sky! And if you look here, when it uses the skill, a flap appears between the 8- se 's legs. The cuteness increases in that area." "?" Despite the proud explanation, Gong Tae-seong didn't seem to understand at all, but he asked the waiter to prepare a separate appetizer plate for 8- se . When the hamster was brought to the table, the waiter seemed flustered, but he brought a small piece of cloth to wrap around the hamster's neck like a napkin. It was a sense worthy of a high-class restaurant. The distance between 8- se  and Gong Tae-seong was less than 1 meter.  Previously, Hyeon Gyu-ha had guessed that the message related to Gong Tae-seong could be outputted depending on the distance. If that guess is correct, then if Gong Tae-seong uses the artifact, a message will be outputted. 'But I can't just ask him to use an attribution artifact once……’ After much thought, the words that came out of In Yoo-shin's mouth were questions that even he had not thought deeply about. "I asked you before, but are you really not raising any big fish?" "I told you I'm not raising it." "Weird......." "Why." "For some reason, whenever I see Guild Leader, I get a strange feeling." "I'm not interested in men." "That's not it.....!" In Yoo-shin felt very frustrated. At the same time, I had a realization of empathy. So this is how Gong Tae-seong must have felt all this time. "Now that I think about it, I've had a weird feeling ever since I went to the dungeon training. It became concrete......... It looks like a huge fish........" “…….” "Even today, I vaguely felt the fish overlapping with the Guild Leader. If you're not raising one, do you think it might be a vengeful spirit of a fish attached to you?" "I thought you only raised rats, but I guess you also have psychic powers." Gong Tae-seong chuckled as if it was nothing. It seemed like he wasn’t taking this seriously enough. Only In Yoo-shin felt frustrated. It was during the dungeon training that I first got a strange feeling and saw Gong Tae-seong's message printed out. Could it be that they are connected? I felt like I had to tell him that the message had been printed if I wanted him to listen to me seriously.  After much thought, he moved his lips as the waiter brought out the plate. "This is bruschetta served as antipasti." The long, rambling explanation of the dishes echoed through the empty restaurant. There was soft music playing, but the restaurant was more eerie than he thought, considering there were no customers. It felt like if someone died or was kidnapped here, as long as the staff kept quiet, no one would know. Suddenly feeling goosebumps, In Yoo-shin shrugged his shoulders as he cut into the bruschetta topped with smoked salmon. Then, as he took a bite, his shoulder jerked greatly. *** 'There's nothing worth mentioning! Hyeon Gyu-ha, who was slumped over on his chair, looked at the monitor while clicking the mouse with his own ability. Not only Jeon Min-soo, but also his superior, the head of the Hoeryong branch, welcomed Hyeon Gyu-ha’s private investigation. They shared the same thought that they needed to figure out the cause and resolve it before things got worse. Even though I borrowed an ID and searched for information, there was nothing that caught my eye. If there was anything, it was just that, as Jeon Min-su said, after Gong Tae-seong visited Hoe-ryong, two or three demons would occasionally appear. 'What happened in Hoeryong?' He changed direction and searched for the Baekdu Mountain Gate that was closed two years ago by Gongtaeseong. To be exact, it was the gate that opened at Gyalgyanjae. There was nothing special. It was a dungeon that Narsha Guild won the bid for, and there was only an article about them intentionally breaking the dungeon break and successfully hunting the hidden boss. Judging from the lack of follow-up articles, it seems like there were no other problems after that. Hyeon Gyu-ha, who was worried, went to see Jeon Min-soo. “I heard that Guild Leader Gong Tae-seong visited Hoeryeong two years ago. What was the reason?” "Ah, that thing?" It wasn't common for the guild leader of a large guild to visit a small city in a provincial area like Hoeryong.  Even though it was quite a while ago, Jeon Min-soo immediately recalled the memory. "The mana waves from the sudden gate continue to be observed." "A sudden gate wave?" The sudden gate is a gate that appears suddenly, spits out its monsters, and disappears, just as its name suggests. Even if waves were observed in advance, it was limited to only 2 or 3 minutes in advance. There was no way it could be observed continuously. When Hyeon Gyu-ha opened his eyes suspiciously, Jeon Min-su waved his hand. "We also found it strange. We evacuated the residents in a hurry, thinking that they had predicted the sudden gate surge, but as time passed, it was the same. We couldn't send the evacuated residents back to their homes, and we couldn't keep them on alert, so we were in a difficult situation until we heard that Guild Leader Narsha was at Baekdu Mountain." "So the guild leader came all the way to Hoeryeong?" "Yes. I asked you to come to Hoeryong because I thought maybe we hadn't detected it properly, and you readily came to visit us. You stayed for a few days and looked around, and in the meantime, the mana wave naturally dissipated." The causal relationship is too strange to dismiss Gong Tae-seong as useless. First, Hyeon Gyu-ha, who received the location coordinates of where the mana wave was measured from Jeon Min-su, set out. ------ Credits: Translator: Hoshi Miya Editor/Proofreader: If you wanna become a translator, editor or proofreader, please use the discord link given below and follow the instructions in the recruit channel. We made a discord server! please join us!

CH 16 It had been almost a month since Chae Yoo-jeong had started trauma therapy at the hospital. At first, the therapist had suggested that he share the details of their sessions with Yoo Ji-han after returning home, once she discovered that Yoo Ji-han was his roommate. “Actually… he’s my boyfriend.” Chae Yoo-jeong said, deliberately and shamelessly, meeting the therapist’s eyes with a quiet confidence. The therapist’s eyes widened in surprise, and a faint blush rose to her cheeks.  “Oh my……” She instinctively reached up to tuck a beige strand of hair behind her ear, flustered yet maintaining her professional composure. For a moment, her lips curved into a warm, gentle smile mixture of amusement and encouragement. Chae Yoo-jeong felt a small thrill at her reaction, the tiny spark of mischief in his declaration making the air between them feel lighter, even amidst the serious context of therapy. “Well… that’s better. You should try to be more dependent on him.” She said thoughtfully. “Anything from affection to financial support. I looked over your previous therapy history, and this is linked to that, so it’s important to consider. Applying ‘anything from affection to money’ in your daily life may be difficult at first, but if you take it little by little, it will help you feel more at ease.” The conversation with the therapist continued for several more minutes before they finally took a short break. This pattern repeated over the next few hours, until it was time for the next patient to arrive. On his way home, Chae Yoo-jeong reflected on the new guidance from his therapist, replaying her words in his mind. He thought about how to gradually apply her advice in his daily life, feeling a mix of determination and apprehension. *** This time, Chae Yoo-jeong decided to take the initiative to ask Yoo Ji-han to have sex. Chae Yoo-jeong, who was trying to fulfill his sexual desires, never really took the initiative unless Yoo Ji-han suggested first for as far as he could remember. That’s also why he was so determined this time.  ‘I wonder if it’s okay to take some advice from the therapist into a different matter.’ Chae Yoo-jeong thought hard about how to naturally seduce Yoo Ji-han to the bed and take the initiative.  ‘Maybe I should loosen up my hole before I grab and pull him onto the bed……? Hmm… What time will be the right time? Should I do it today or tomorrow……?’ His mind was suddenly flooded with a torrent of questions, each one bouncing off the next like a storm he couldn’t calm. He shook his head, letting out a small, frustrated sigh as he sank into the nearest chair. The afternoon sunlight streamed weakly through the window, casting long shadows across the room, but it did little to settle the restlessness in his chest. ‘I want to plan something so amazing that Yoo Ji-han won’t be able to refuse my advances.’ He thought, a flush warming his cheeks at the thought. His fingers twitched on the armrest of the chair as he imagined Yoo Ji-han’s reaction. Like what? His inner voice responded, calm yet insistent. ‘Remember what Yoo Ji-han did back on our anniversary.’ Just thinking about it made a warmth rush up Chae Yoo-jeong’s neck, his cheeks burning and his heart thudding in his chest. His fingers twitched slightly, and he could feel a subtle shiver running down his spine, leaving goosebumps in its wake. The memory replayed vividly in his mind, every small gesture and teasing glance of Yoo Ji-han’s sending a mix of heat and anticipation through him. ‘I think I know what to do.’ He thought, a spark of mischievous determination lighting his eyes. A slow, sly smile tugged at the corners of his lips as his mind raced with plans…… *** A few nights later, Chae Yoo-jeong was dressed in a three-piece beige suit that fit him perfectly, accentuating his shoulders and giving him a polished, mature appearance. The color complemented his pale skin, and his hair was styled slightly back, with a few strands deliberately falling over his forehead, softening the sharp lines of his face. Yoo Ji-han had already informed him that he would be late and told Chae Yoo-jeong he could start cooking without him. Chae Yoo-jeong tried to buy the perfect suit size for Yoo Ji-han. The design was playful, inspired by a bunny costume, but tailored into a sleek, form-fitting male suit rather than a one-piece, and is specifically made to fix the bunny butt plug.  Every detail had been carefully adjusted to ensure it fit perfectly, showing that Chae Yoo-jeong had put a lot of thought into making it comfortable, stylish, and just a little whimsical for Yoo Ji-han. ‘But I would love to see Yoo Ji-han in a bunny girl one-piece.’ As Chae Yoo-jeong imagined Yoo Ji-han in the playful costume, his cheeks warmed and his thoughts grew a little mischievous. He instinctively reached up, thinking he had drooled, only to realize that he hadn’t. A small, embarrassed smile tugged at his lips. Just as he looked toward the door, the sound of a key turning in the lock made his heart skip a beat.  ‘Yoo Ji-han- ah  is home.’ He quickly placed the suit on the dinner table and walked over to Yoo Ji-han, who had just entered and begun removing his shoes. Without a word, Chae Yoo-jeong guided him toward the bathroom, handing him the carefully folded suit. Then, with a swift motion, he ushered Yoo Ji-han through the doorway and firmly closed the door behind him, leaving him slightly bewildered. Yoo Ji-han stared down at the suit in his hands, his brow furrowed in confusion as he tried to make sense of the unexpected gift Chae Yoo-jeong had handed him. Gently and slowly, he took the suit out of it, but something like a white ball dropped from the plastic bag. He placed the suit carefully on the rack nearby. He opened the white ball and saw a butt plug that resembled a bunny tail, to which his eyes widened. ‘Oh…my mischievous puppy…’ Trying to hide his embarrassment, Chae Yoo-jeong hurriedly set the table, arranging plates, forks, and spoons with meticulous care. He placed each dish just so, making sure everything was perfectly in its place, as if the precision could steady the fluttering in his chest. *** ~Dinner Night~ You might think this is just a normal dinner with your partner, but you’d be wrong. This was a dinner between the bunny and the fox. ‘…Wait, that introduction is a bit cringe…’ Yoo Ji-han thought, taking a small bite from his plate of bulgogi. The table was filled with an array of traditional Korean dishes: bibimbap, noodles, dumplings, tteokbokki, thin slices of meat, and more. The casual, hearty food didn’t exactly match their formal attire, but neither of them cared. They were both too focused on enjoying the flavors of home, savoring every bite and the comfort it brought. ‘It’s nice to have a dinner like this from time to time… if only it were possible…’ As Yoo Ji-han’s thoughts drifted, Chae Yoo-jeong gave him a mischievous, teasing wink. In an instant, Yoo Ji-han felt heat rise to his neck, his skin flushing bright red under Chae Yoo-jeong’s gaze. From the image that got picked up from the back of his mind, he remembered the bunny tail butt plug which came along with the suit set. He didn't wear it now as they needed to eat. He quickly stuffed this mouth to prevent himself from over-thinking and focused on eating only. He could tell from that sly wink that Chae Yoo-jeong was scheming something for tonight. A small shiver ran down his spine at the thought, and he found himself subconsciously fidgeting with his fork. ‘This cute little brat…’ Yoo Ji-han chuckled softly, shaking his head. ‘But for now…’ He told himself, forcing his attention back to the table. ‘…let’s just get through dinner without giving him any hints.’ The aroma of the food filled the air, comforting yet tantalizing, and Yoo Ji-han took a slow bite of bulgogi, trying to focus on the familiar flavors while keeping one wary eye on the mischievous glint in Chae Yoo-jeong’s eyes. --- Credits: Writer: Hoshi Miya Co-writer: Miry We made a Discord Server ! please join us!

CH 15 Just as Chae Yoo-jeong was about to pay for the groceries at the counter, he looked up from his phone, where he had been messaging Yoo Ji-han, who seemed worried about him, and reached to swipe his credit card. Beep! Beep! A red light flashed on the small screen in front of him, accompanied by the message: “This card has been declined.” “Aah….” Chae Yoo-jeong let out a frustrated sigh. Deciding it was best to explain, he pulled out his phone to call Yoo Ji-han and tell him that his father had frozen the card that had been given to him. The lady at the counter smiled warmly. “Do you have another card or a different payment method you’d like to use, Sir?” She seemed used to seeing foreigners struggle with cash or card issues. Her patience was unwavering, even as the people behind him tapped their feet, glanced at their watches, and muttered under their breath. The faint hum of the air conditioner mixed with the low chatter of the store, making the moment feel heavier than it should have. “Sorry about that. I’ll pay with Google Pay…” Chae Yoo-jeong said, slightly flustered. He looked at his phone and with a careful hand, he positioned the camera over the QR code on the counter, trying not to fumble as the line behind him shifted impatiently. Once the photo was sent, on Yoo Ji-han’s kakaotalk account , he immediately called Yoo Ji-han, tapping his phone nervously. The line connected, and Yoo Ji-han’s gentle, concerned voice came through...  “Hello? Yoo-jeong-ah~ Is something wrong?” Yoo Ji-han spoke first in a gentle voice. Then, he saw the image pop up on his screen, Yoo Ji-han quickly understood the situation. Chae Yoo-jeong’s words tumbled out, slightly rushed.  “You see… my card was declined because my father froze the account. Could you pay for it this time? I’ll transfer the money later. I still haven’t transferred my funds from overseas, so—” “Oh, okay. It’s fine. You don’t have to send me anything. I’ll pay for it right now.” Yoo Ji-han replied nonchalantly, his voice calm and reassuring. ‘It seems like Hyung has been so considerate of me lately…’ Chae Yoo-jeong thought. ‘….especially after my parents came to visit and caused that fight… in the early morning, out of nowhere.’ “Unn… see you later, then, Hyung.” Chae Yoo-jeong forced the corners of his mouth into a small, tight smile before disconnecting the call. The screen in front of him flashed a green check mark, signaling that the purchase had gone through successfully. The lady at the counter offered her signature warm smile and waved goodbye. “Please come again.” The lady said. He offered a small, awkward smile before gathering all the groceries and luggage. Taking a deep breath, he tried to shrug off the lingering frustration and embarrassment. The weight of the bags pressed against his hands, and the distant hum of the city surrounded him as he made his way back to their apartment, determined to leave the morning’s tension behind. *** When Yoo Ji-han arrived at the apartment door, his expression was serious, a careful mask of determination mixed with concern. He had spent the past few hours turning over in his mind how to approach Chae Yoo-jeong about the trauma tied to his mother, unsure of how to word his support without making him feel pressured. ‘I really want to help him, no matter what… and stay by his side for as long as possible.’ Yoo Ji-han thought, the pulse in his chest quickening slightly at the thought of Chae Yoo-jeong’s fragile state. He reached for his keys, fingers brushing the cold metal, but before he could even insert one, the door swung open from the other side. Chae Yoo-jeong had already opened it, standing there with a tired yet tentative expression. Yoo Ji-han offered a nervous smile and spoke softly. “I’m back, Yoo-jeong-ah.” He widened his arms slightly, gesturing for Chae Yoo-jeong to come closer. After a brief hesitation, Chae Yoo-jeong stepped forward and hugged him awkwardly, the embrace light yet carrying a quiet mix of relief and gentle sadness. Yoo Ji-han held him steadily, letting him lean on him for as long as he needed. After taking off his shoes and coat, Yoo Ji-han sank onto the couch. Chae Yoo-jeong seemed to sense what he was about to say; no small talk was necessary. Yoo Ji-han straightened his posture, exhaled slowly, and then spoke. “I want to talk to you about your trauma. I want to be straightforward with you.” Chae Yoo-jeong nodded silently, bracing himself for what was to come. At first, Chae Yoo-jeong began to speak nervously about his childhood and the harshness of his mother. His words were hesitant, faltering, but as he continued, tears welled up in his eyes. Soon his face contorted with emotion, his voice cracking and failing as he struggled to speak. Yoo Ji-han listened quietly, his expression calm and patient. When Chae Yoo-jeong finally broke down and began to cry, Yoo Ji-han moved to his side, gently patting his back in a steady, reassuring rhythm. ‘It seems he feels a twinge of guilt for speaking negatively about his mother….’ Yoo Ji-han thought. ‘Even though he has endured pain because of her harshness and mood swings, he also understands, in his own way, the struggles she faced.’ Chae Yoo-jeong paused, his sobs quieting as he tried to catch his breath, leaving a heavy silence in the room. “Are you okay…? You don’t have to force yourself to talk about everything. Just take a deep breath. Here—drink some water.” Yoo Ji-han spoke softly, handing Chae Yoo-jeong a glass. Chae Yoo-jeong blinked twice, his expression blank, though the tears continued to stream down his cheeks. Closing his eyes, he inhaled and exhaled slowly, pressing his fingers to his forehead as if trying to steady himself. Yoo Ji-han’s voice carried a hint of worry as he asked again, gentle but insistent: “Are you really okay? Do you want to lie down for a bit?” Chae Yoo-jeong, lost in his own thoughts for a moment, finally nodded and leaned gently against Yoo Ji-han’s shoulder. The steady rhythm of his breathing filled Yoo Ji-han’s ears, warm and soft against him. Yoo Ji-han felt his face flush red. ‘Aah! He’s so cute… Stop! You shouldn’t be thinking like this!’ Yoo Ji-han scolded himself silently, trying to push back the sudden surge of affection and protectiveness. Strands of Chae Yoo-jeong’s hair brushed softly against Yoo Ji-han’s face, tickling him slightly, but he remained still, letting Chae Yoo-jeong find comfort in his arms. Yoo Ji-han hugged him lightly in return, a quiet gesture of reassurance. No words passed between them, yet the simple closeness, the warmth pressed against skin, carried an unspoken intensity. In that shared moment, it felt as if they could face anything in the world together, no matter how impossible it seemed.  “I probably don’t really know the best way to handle trauma… but I think therapy could help. Even if it doesn’t fix everything right away, don’t stress about it too much. Just focus on relaxing. You don’t need to worry about it being a waste of money… okay, Yoo-jeong-ah?” Listening carefully to Yoo Ji-han’s words, Chae Yoo-jeong slowly pulled away from him and leaned back on the couch, settling into a proper sitting position. His expression was tentative, indecisive, yet he accepted Yoo Ji-han’s advice. Chae Yoo-jeong had already tried a few therapy sessions to work on his possessiveness issues with Yoo Ji-han. Yoo Ji-han knew it had helped him to some extent, even if the progress wasn’t complete, and he hoped this gentle reminder would encourage Chae Yoo-jeong to continue. Chae Yoo-jeong had decided to take the semester off from college so he could focus on full-time therapy. Yoo Ji-han, as stubborn as ever, insisted on dropping him off at the therapy center and picking him up afterward, despite Chae Yoo-jeong insisting it wasn’t necessary. ‘I just want Chae Yoo-jeong to find some comfort in me, even if it’s only a little.’ Yoo Ji-han thought, his gaze lingering on him as they walked side by side. --- Credits: Writer: Hoshi Miya Co-writer: Miry We made a Discord Server ! please join us!

Ch 13 Chae Yoo-jeong and Yoo Ji-han had dinner together that evening. Sushi had been on their minds, but it was nearly impossible to find decent sushi in Germany, and even delivery would have taken over thirty minutes. In the end, Yoo Ji-han settled for tteokbokki and fish cakes, simple comfort food that had been pre-made and kept in the refrigerator. Lately, even cooking has felt like a luxury. The nights had grown shorter, filled with endless studying, and the semester exams were turning out to be far more difficult than either of them had imagined. Chae Yoo-jeong climbed onto the bed and lightly pushed Yoo Ji-han’s shoulder. Yoo Ji-han looked up at him, and their eyes met, just long enough for him to notice the faint, bitter smile on Chae Yoo-jeong’s face. It wasn’t the kind of smile that reached his eyes, and something about it made a quiet worry stir in Yoo Ji-han’s chest. ‘Something’s weird.’ “Did something happen today, Yoo-jeong- ah ?”  Yoo Ji-han asked carefully, softly, his voice barely above a whisper. He reached out, letting his hand rest gently against Chae Yoo-jeong’s cheek. There was a faint scent of salt in the air, something that didn’t belong there, something that shouldn’t have been on Chae Yoo-jeong’s skin. Yoo Ji-han, always sensitive to emotions and the smallest details, didn’t need an answer to understand. ‘…Something had gone wrong.’ Chae Yoo-jeong shook his head lightly, as if to say it was nothing. His eyes drifted away, settling somewhere on the blanket, avoiding Yoo Ji-han’s gaze. Yoo Ji-han let out a quiet sigh, already familiar with this habit of his, hiding things behind silence. ‘I can’t blame him, though.’ He knew Chae Yoo-jeong well enough to understand that silence was his way of coping, of holding himself together when words might make him fall apart. For a moment, neither of them spoke. The room felt still, the only sound being the soft hum of the heater. Yoo Ji-han’s thumb brushed gently against Chae Yoo-jeong’s cheek, a wordless reassurance. ‘But it’s alright, he thought. He’ll tell me sooner or later. Even if it’s not right now.’ Yoo Ji-han wrapped his arms around Chae Yoo-jeong’s neck, pulling him closer. He pressed a small, tentative kiss near his lips, and Chae Yoo-jeong responded, leaning in and deepening the kiss. He started to twist his tongue inwards and explore all the corners of Yoo Ji-han’s mouth. This made Yoo Ji-han swallow a moan or two.  Even in the midst of the heat, Yoo Ji-han held Chae Yoo-jeong’s gaze between kisses. There was something fragile in his eyes, a mix of longing, uncertainty, and the weight of unspoken thoughts. ‘This felt all too strange as if it were unreal.’ They both thought at the same time. After a minute of rough, urgent kissing, their tongues reluctantly parted. Yoo Ji-han gasped and huffed for air, his chest rising and falling quickly. In the dim light, his eyes flickered with a restless energy, yet there was nothing for him to focus on. He thought about letting his arousal fade, knowing sleep was tugging at him, and that he needed a moment to steady himself. “Hugh…… So tired.” Chae Yoo-jeong, whose face was already near the waist of Yoo Ji-han, immediately pulled the pants off him and began to suck him off. He swirled the tip of the dick with his tongue and massaged the ends with his hands. Applying saliva to moisture and allowing the dick to enter into his mouth, Chae Yoo-jeong mumbled with it, while having it in his mouth. “Iw’s two bigh….mn” “Please take it off from your mouth before speaking.” However, Chae Yoo-jeong kept it in his mouth, regardless of the fact that he was struggling to swallow it whole in one go. Yoo Ji-han’s fingers tightened instinctively, his body trembling with the intensity of the moment. Chae Yoo-jeong tried to add more saliva to allow him to swallow deeper easily.  Yoo Ji-han’s eyes blinked and the corners of the eyes wrinkled with some bits of unexplainable pleasure that made his waist bent. The stickiness and inside texture of his mouth made him shiver and tense, but it only made him push Chae Yoo-jeong harder inside. The tip reached down the throat, and it was bulging outwards.  Chae Yoo-jeong froze for a moment, unsure how and if to take it out, remained in place. The air between them felt thick and heavy with everything that had just happened. Yoo Ji-han reached out, his fingers tracing softly along Chae Yoo-jeong’s face.  ‘Damn… he looks so vulnerable and beautiful right now, and somehow…that makes him even more endearing.’ Yoo Ji-han thought, warmth rising in his chest. Then, Yoo Ji-han pushed his shaft out of Chae Yoo-jeong’s mouth, the trail of cum splattered over his face. Chae Yoo-jeong blinked a few times and brushed his fingers over his eyelashes, wiping some cum, that hindered his view. Yoo Ji-han took out a pack of condoms and a bottle of gel from the side. “Take this.” “Okay.” Chae Yoo-jeong quietly began to remove his clothes, without saying another word. A small trace of drool clung to the corner of his mouth, and Yoo Ji-han couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh — not out of mockery, but because of how silly and cute he looked. Chae Yoo-jeong rubbed at his cheek, a faint flush rising as if to playfully turn down the offer to have sex together.  “I’m exhausted as well, Yoo Ji-han Hyung.”  Yoo ji-han raised his eyebrow and smirked. “Then, you shouldn’t have started it, Yoo-jeong-ah.” “Hyung…I’ll fuck you tomorrow. Absolutely….but tonight ……just let me stay with you.” Chae Yoo-jeong whispered close to Yoo Ji-han’s ears, which created a tingling sensation within him.  ‘I know he’s been staying up late, trying to finish revising for his exams. But I guess my anticipation… will have to be put out for now, like a candle’s flame snuffed by a gust of wind.’ Holding Chae Yoo-jeong by the shoulders, Yoo Ji-han gently turned him over onto the soft bed and continued on his own. Yoo Ji-han’s hand, slightly smaller than Chae Yoo-jeong’s, wrapped around their dicks and shook it together using the bit of saliva and the cum that was already out. “Let’s just finish this one before we go to sleep, shall we?” Squinting slightly and glancing his way, Yoo Ji-han spoke in a soft, teasing tone that carried just a hint of seduction toward Chae Yoo-jeong. His voice lingered in the air, low and deliberate, as if testing how far he could draw Chae Yoo-jeong in without a single touch. Chae Yoo-jeong, trembling beneath him, bit his lip, dizziness flickering at the edges of his vision from exhaustion. A drop of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, prompting Yoo Ji-han to lean in and brush it away with the tip of his tongue. “Even if I end up fainting, please do finish it up.” After laughing softly, Chae Yoo-jeong leaned in and kissed him, exchanging the bitterness of the blood from Yoo Ji-han’s tongue, in his. He chuckled, feeling the taste of his blood. He then looked at Yoo Ji-han with his dizzy stare. There was no doubt that he was amazing in bed as well. ‘Hyung’s presence is commanding attention even in the quiet moments.’ Yoo Ji-han watched Chae Yoo-jeong carefully, his gaze lingering with quiet intensity noticing Chae Yoo-jeong gaze. Then he licked Chae Yoo-jeong’s lips before he swirled his fingers around the tip and shook more thoroughly than before. There was no stopping for Yoo Ji-han, who was sitting on top of Chae Yoo-jeong, who was trembling under his touch. A shiver ran through both of them, as they held onto each other, breath mingling and hearts racing, finally climaxing. --- Credits: Writer: Hoshi Miya Co-writer: Miry   We made a Discord Server ! please join us!

CH 14 As if fate refused to let Chae Yoo-jeong rest after just finishing his semester exams, a sharp knock echoed through the quiet room, startling him awake. ‘…Someone is at the door…’ Chae Yoo-jeong sighed and looked around the room. Late afternoon sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting long shadows across the bed, while the faint hum of the city drifted in from outside. He glanced at Yoo Ji-han, sprawled across the mattress, completely unmoved. His breathing was deep and even, a testament to how soundly he slept when exhausted. Chae Yoo-jeong, a light sleeper, stirred first, blinking against the dim light. His head still heavy with fatigue, he swung his legs over the side of the bed and padded quietly toward the door. Seeing Yoo Ji-han remained asleep, he decided not to disturb him. He deserved extra rest after the exams, after all. Every creak of the floorboards made Chae Yoo-jeong tense. Half-dazed, he reached for the handle, wondering who could possibly be visiting at this hour—and whether it was worth waking Yoo Ji-han for. Since he was in a foreign country and didn’t want to risk being robbed in broad daylight, Chae Yoo-jeong cautiously peered through the small front door peephole. His heart skipped a beat as he adjusted his angle, trying to get a clear view without being seen.  He froze. Standing there were his step-father and mother, their expressions unreadable. ‘Step-father… and mother…? Why are they here?’ While thinking that, he let the door open to avoid any delay in their time. They tend to riot about how their time is valuable if he gets late for even one second.  The cold chill he got from the back side of his brain was already telling him that something was wrong with their sharp and cold expressions and that the vibes that were emitting from them felt dangerous. ‘I didn’t tell them where I lived, right? I can’t remember correctly……. Yoo Ji-han is still sleeping, so I better take the conversion somewhere else!’ Before Chae Yoo-jeong could prevent them from entering, they were already inside the house.  ‘I wished I could just push them outside.’ Chae Yoo-jeong’s palms were already sweating and became cold. He could only hope that there was no major issue with having them here. The door behind them closed with a loud thud.  Hearing a loud noise unlike usual, Yoo Ji-han woke up and yawned. Since the living room was directly linked in the bedroom, he saw the group of strangers walking in front of Chae Yoo-jeong, who had a nervous expression, as if he was about to break down at that second.  This surprised Yoo Ji-han to a point that he jumped out of the bed and sat up straight and sat on the couch nearby. After his parents sat down, Chae Yoo-jeong was cowering in fear as he looked down at his feet, unable to make eye-contact with Yoo Ji-han or his parents. Yoo Ji-han’s eyes widened when the words of the strangers were heard next. “We saw the post of the two kissing on your college forum before it got taken down.” Yoo Ji-han and Chae Yoo-jeong automatically froze without a single word uttered. Only bodies make a creak sound as if they were robots that had suddenly run out of energy to move. Yoo Ji-han glanced at Chae Yoo-jeong whose forehead was fully steamed and cooked with dripping sweat.  “Are you gay?” His mother voiced her loud voice, as if she was screeching. Silence repeated in Chae Yoo-jeong’s ears, unable to hear the rest of his mother impatiently yelling at him to answer, as if he was experiencing Tinnitus. Yoo Ji-han’s dull eyes quietly staring into the mid-air, as he had no words left to say. His eyes widened trying to process the current situation.  The only loud sounds that were heard throughout the whole apartment in the early morning was Chae Yoo-jeong’s parents, who were bickering amongst themselves and cunningly insulting Yoo Ji-han and Chae Yoo-jeong together without a single ounce of respect.  His eyes started to shake in despair, as his vision got cloudy. He felt like he was unable to do anything. Then, a thin thread finally broke. Tak! Before he could stop himself, Chae Yoo-jeong lurched forward and struck his step-father across the face, his palm stinging from the impact. He hadn’t even looked at him, his body moved first, driven by instinct and the sudden rush of panic tightening his chest. He staggered back, gasping for air. His hands trembled violently, the aftershock of fear and anger mixing in his veins. His step-father stared at him, stunned, one hand lifted halfway to his cheek as if unable to process what had just happened. A heavy silence filled the hallway, thick and suffocating. Before either parent could speak, footsteps approached from behind. Yoo Ji-han, still disheveled from sleep but fully alert, stepped in front of Chae Yoo-jeong in a single, decisive motion. His expression was icy, controlled, but the anger beneath it was unmistakable. “Just get out.” His voice was low and steady. “Before we have to call the police. I don’t care if you’re his parents or not. Leave. Right. Now.” Yoo Ji-han’s words cut through the silence, harsh and cold. The two of them rose without a single protest. Chae Yoo-jeong’s mother looked at Chae Yoo-jeong with a threatening glance for the last time and muttered as if she was disgusted at him for being gay. “Howdarehe….” As she turned to leave, Chae Yoo-jeong’s mother cast him one last threatening glance, her expression twisted with thinly veiled disgust…...disgust not only toward him, but toward the fact that he was gay. She has one more final reason to hate him, it seems, to put the nail in the coffin.  She muttered something under her breath, her resentment unmistakable even if the words were lost. Finally, she spoke clearly, her voice cold and final. “You’re no longer my son. Don’t even dare to think about contacting me or your father.” The illusion of his mother….her cold voice from years ago telling him he was “smelly,” dirty, and unwanted flashed violently through his mind the moment her glare met his.  His chest tightened. Chae Yoo-jeong’s eyes trembled as his vision warped, the hallway bending out of shape as if he were looking through rippling water. His breath caught in his throat, slipping unevenly past his lips. He had always known, somewhere deep inside, that his mother had carved lasting wounds into him. But this… this face-to-face moment, this open rejection, was the first time he had ever confronted it without shrinking back. He had never dared to defy her before. He had always obeyed, always folded himself into whatever shape she demanded. But now….seeing her disgust aimed at him so clearly, so deliberately…... For the first time, he understood just how much of his fear had come from her, and how long he had been living beneath it. The realization struck him with a quiet, crushing weight. ‘How long… have I lived like this…?’ This blunt, unapologetic rejection didn’t just hurt; it peeled back the truth he had spent years avoiding. And yet, despite the pain, despite the trembling in his chest, he stood there, truly stood there, without shrinking away for the first time in his life. His parents had already left the building and were making their way toward their private plane, ready to return to Korea as if nothing had happened. They will soon forget this incident like it was nothing, and continue on with their daily lives, while he spent the time in misery and heavy hearted. Meanwhile, Chae Yoo-jeong’s body felt unbearably sluggish, as though all the strength had drained from his limbs. A wave of dizziness washed over him, and he swayed where he stood, his balance slipping away. He staggered, barely catching himself before his knees could give out. Noticing this, Yoo Ji-han immediately stepped forward and guided him to the couch, easing him down with steady hands. Chae Yoo-jeong covered his face, bending forward as if trying to make himself smaller. His palms were cold and damp with sweat, and his vision remained blurred, pulsing at the edges. ‘He’s having a nervous breakdown!’ Yoo Ji-han tried to process what had just happened, but everything had unfolded too quickly for him to make sense of it and that too at the beak of the morning. “Why don’t you lie down for a bit? Hmmm… my dear Yoo-jeong-ah?” He whispered softly, his tone gentle, before taking Chae Yoo-jeong’s hand in his own and giving it a reassuring squeeze. Chae Yoo-jeong nodded, still avoiding eye contact, his gaze drifting downward. Yoo Ji-han leaned closer, trying to meet his eyes, but they remained fixed on the floor, lost in the whirlwind of emotions. ‘It’s best that I don’t speak to him right now… I’ll ask him later…….I can only guess that he’s still affected by trauma related to his mother.’ Chae Yoo-jeong lay on the couch, his body was still heavy with exhaustion, while Yoo Ji-han moved quietly to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the both of them. Though he couldn’t fully push today’s events from his mind, he sighed and reminded himself that it was already the past. There was no use overthinking it. ‘This situation will likely never happen again, after all, so there’s no use worrying over it.’ A cold silence settled over the apartment, heavy and suffocating, as if someone had died that very morning. Its weight pressed down between Yoo Ji-han and Chae Yoo-jeong, lingering in every shadowed corner, in every quiet breath that passed between them. --- Credits: Writer: Hoshi Miya Co-writer: Miry HM: I wrote YC’s nervous breakdown scene with myself in mind. Yeah, I had to go through that too a few times so I’m experienced in writing such scenes. We made a Discord Server ! please join us!

"I'm off duty today, but I'm at the research center right now. I think I can go in the afternoon. What time would be good for you?" - Let's see....... I have some free time at 1 o'clock. "Okay. See you then!" It was time to practice a little more, have lunch, and then leave. For now, let’s study how to utilize my abilities.  In Yoo-shin asked 8-se with enthusiasm. "8- seya . Is it hard?" “Squeak!” "Okay. Let's work a little harder and have a nice lunch!" The weight of the inventory was generously increased to 10 kilograms. 10 kilograms may not seem like much, but In Yoo-shin's mouth dropped open when he saw the Oreichalcos ingot needed for this. With a little exaggeration, it looked like it weighed 100 kilograms. "If you're going to melt that much Oreichalcos and use it for a tattoo, wouldn't you have to do full-body irezumi?" "Oh, no. No. Did Gyu-ha tell you to do something like that? If you compress and refine it during the processing, it will shrink a lot." Well, that was like that too. Kwon Seong-gil gestured to sit down next to the monitor. On the monitor screen, there were various tattoo design samples. Most of the blacksmiths also had tattooist licenses, as there were items that required tattooing, such as increasing the maximum weight of the subspace. The same goes for Kwon Seong-gil. However, he said that he has no talent in design, so he outsources the work to freelance designers. "So have you thought about the most important tattoo design?" ".....the number 7." I felt a little embarrassed saying it, even though Kwon Seong-gil had no way of knowing what the number 7 meant. I thought a lot about which design would be good, but in the end, I ended up making the same choice as Han Jun-su, who had Gong Tae-seong's initials engraved on it. "Hmm. It's proportional to the tattoo size, so if you only put in 7, the area will be a bit small." "I also think that......." He also had the same concerns, but he felt it was a bit difficult to make it 77 or 777 because of the lack of area. Kwon Seong-gil showed a design sample. "How about combining the number 7 with another design?" He scrolled down and looked at the designs carefully, but nothing felt right. "Or... how about writing 7 in Chinese characters as '柒', or in Roman letters as 'VII'?" "Oh! I think Roman letters will be fine." I was more drawn to the ornate gothic design based on VII.  The design that In Yoo-shin ultimately chose was one decorated with arabesque patterns. "Okay, I'll text you when the design draft arrives. Where are you thinking of getting the tattoo?" This time, the answer came right away without any hesitation. "It's the part that hurts the least." I decided to get the tattoo on the back of my shoulder. I’ve decided on the design and injected mana into the Oreichalcos, so my work is done. I just need to come back next time to get the tattoo done. I hope that the increased capacity will be of some help to Hyeon Gyu-ha. "I'm sure you're busy, so I'll be going now." "It’s alright. Come visit next time you have free time." At the simple words of “come visit”, In Yoo-shin paused for a moment, then answered with a calm joy on his face. "Yes." As he was walking from the workshop to the bus stop, he was writing a long text that started with, ‘I just got my mana injections from the workshop and decided on the design. Hyung-nim said he'd send me a design sample later,’ when a familiar face approached him from across the street. In Yoo-shin blinked. "Guild leader Gong Tae-seong?" Gong Tae-seong, who discovered Inyushin around the same time, also gave a brief greeting. "What are you doing here?" "I have some business to attend to at the workshop." "Without Hyeon Gyu-ha?" "I can go by myself too........" "No, not you. If he’s separated from you, won't Hyeon Gyu-ha become a worthless piece of shit below human level?" “…….” It might already be too late to improve Hyeon Gyu-ha's image…….  In Yoo-shin had a hard time ignoring the ominous whispers. "Gyu-ha- ssi  has business in Hamgyeong." “Hamgyeong?” "Uh, that's.... G-Gaema Highlands." The reason he went all the way to Hoeryong was because of Gong Tae-seong. I thought I shouldn’t answer directly, so I tried to evade the question, but then I suddenly remembered Gaema Plateau. Gong Tae-seong didn’t ask him anything in depth. "It's a good place to go on vacation in the summer, so he'll do some preliminary research." "Just a guess. Did the guild leader come to look at the weapons?" "My daughter is getting discharged from the hospital this weekend, so I'm looking around to buy her a discharge gift." "Is your daughter hurt?" "It's a regular check-up." In Yoo-shin, who was surprised by the expression on Gong Tae-seong's face as he answered, calmed down. It seems that he took special care of her health since she was young because he was from a chaebol family. Since I didn't really have anything to do, I could have just said goodbye and left after small talk about my current situation. However, one thought that kept coming to his mind caught In Yoo-shin's mind. Should I subtly sound him out to see if he knew that his notifications were popping up for me. Gong Tae-seong, who had been quietly looking down at In Yoo-shin, let out a low sigh. “Are you busy?” "No?" "Then help me with my shopping. I don't know what to give her as a gift anymore." "I don't know much about gifts for kids either........" "It doesn't matter. I just need a new perspective." In Yoo-shin thought about it for a while and then answered. "I don't know if this will help, but if you don't mind, I would appreciate it." Even if Hyeon Gyu-ha leaves now, he will arrive in Seoul late in the evening. Since I have some time before then, I could help him buy a gift. Besides, if we go together, there might be a chance to sneak a peek. "I'll give the examples later." "Oh, 'gratitude'? There's no need for that. I've already received so much help from the Guild Leader. I'm even using the cage you gifted me last time really well!" “Squeak!” 8- se , who had been quietly inside the pouch with only his face sticking out, chimed in. In Yoo-shin followed Gong Tae-seong to the parking lot. On the way, he tapped his phone to send a text message to Hyeon Gyu-ha. [I ran into the guild leader outside by chanceㅎㅎ I'm here to help him buy a gift for your daughter. I think it'll be over before Gyu-ha- ssi  arrives.] And then he touched the send button, but the text wasn't sent. In Yoo-shin tilted his head. 'Gyu-ha- ssi , did you go deep into the mountains and can’t get a signal?' I'll have to try sending it again later. He put his phone in his pocket and followed him, but he flinched. Gong Tae-seong's parked car was a luxury sports car manufactured by the Yangsa Group. So, Yoo Chun No. 1...... No, it was the same model as Hyeon Gyu-ha's scrapped car. Even the color was the same, dark blue. “……” “It doesn’t hit you?” “Get in, I’ll get in.” His driving skills aren't exactly the same as Hyeon Gyu-ha's. By the way, when I looked it up last time, this car was a new model that came out early this year, after Gong Tae-seong's divorce. Is he still buying cars from his ex-wife's company even after the divorce....... In Yoo-shin got into the passenger seat with an anxious heart, fastened his seat belt tightly, and held on to the auxiliary handle on top with both hands. “Squea...!” Even 8- se  held onto the pouch with determination. Fortunately, Gong Tae-seong's driving was so perfect that it was embarrassing to compare him to Hyun Gyu-ha. Since Dalgasa was a Buddhist temple, there were only boys in the orphanage. In fact, it was embarrassing that Gong Taeseong had asked for help, but In Yoo-shin also thought that the best gift for children of that age was something that was strong and unbreakable. Regardless, he followed him around diligently and went shopping. In this way, Gong Tae-seong ended up holding all kinds of toys in his hands for his daughter, who dreamed of becoming a hunter in the future. “Did you think about it?” "No." "Your daughter has a big dream....... What is her name?" “Min Anna.” Gong Tae-seong kept explaining things even though In Yoo-shin wasn't even curious.  It seems like every time he introduced his daughter, he had been asked why she had her mother's last name. "The two families will inherit the estate later. It would be convenient for them to have the same family name." "Aha." Her father was an S-class hunter and her mother was the heir to a conglomerate, so she was blessed with an adamantium spoon that was unimaginable. "Can you show me a picture?" As if he had been waiting for that question, Gong Tae-seong immediately opened the gallery on his phone and showed it to him. There was a cute little daughter with big round eyes smiling brightly. He said that her dream was to become a hunter, and there were also pictures of her beating up a large demon doll. She was a very lively and cute child, but……. she didn't resemble Gong Tae-seong at all. She seemed to be a complete outcast. "Your daughter looks just like the guild leader." "There's no need to force it since I know we don't look alike." “Hehe…….” In Yoo-shin tried to cover it up with a smile. "Aren't there any pictures of Anna with her boyfriend?" “…….” "I'm sorry. I won't bring up her boyfriend." Since there was no end to the number of photos he could flip through, he looked at them for a while, added some admiration, and then handed them back. Gong Tae-seong's mouths were more relaxed than usual, perhaps because he was in a good mood after hearing so many compliments about how cute his daughter was. 'By the way, why can’t I still not be able to contact Gyu-ha- ssi ?' He tried sending text messages in between shopping at the department store, but he kept getting a message saying ‘the message was failed to send’. He couldn't get a signal from his phone. ------ Credits: Translator: Hoshi Miya Editor/Proofreader: If you wanna become a translator, editor or proofreader, please use the discord link given below and follow the instructions in the recruit channel. We made a discord server! please join us!