CH 33

It’s so hard to be a villain. Baek-dam returned to calm his racing heart.

Han Cha-soo asked him more cautiously.

“What’s going on? Is it something bad….”

Baek-dam stared at him and suddenly grabbed his cheeks. Before he could ask what was going on, a warmth enveloped him. It was healing.

“Don’t mind it, it’s just a salesman.”

“But.”

“Shush, don’t let it get to you, and when you’re done, go upstairs and lock yourself in your room to rest.”

Han Cha-soo stared at Baek-dam’s back as he left the dining room.

‘You’re lying.’

It’s an upscale housing complex with walls taller than a man. There’s no way a salesman would be hanging around here.

‘Who the hell is that…. Wait.’

The overhead light in the dining room flickered slowly. It flickered on and off several times.

Han Cha-soo realized that his vision was getting darker and darker.

‘Oh no.’

It wasn’t that the light bulb was broken, but that my body couldn’t stand the heat.

Thud.

The sound of something falling rang out, and Baek-dam entered the dining room. He snorted at the sight of Han Cha-soo hanging limply over a chair.

“You’re not careful.”

Baek-dam’s face was nonchalant as he looked at the fallen Han Cha-soo. He slipped his hand underneath Han Cha-soo’s knee, and it was as it should be.

Ding-dong.

“…….”

Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong.

As if he didn’t care anymore, the bell rang furiously, waking Han Cha-soo from his slumber.

After muttering a few curse words, Baek-dam finally answered the bell.

After the connection tone, an ugly face appeared on the screen. It was Woo Jeo-geun, an official from the Awakening Management Bureau.

“Hunter Baek-“

“Han Chasoo-ssi is healthy.”

Baek-dam cut in before Woo Jeo-geun could say anything.

“He’s so healthy that he doesn’t need to take a single step out of the house, especially not to go to the Awakening Management Bureau for an examination, so why don’t you go back?”

It was this human who had interrupted their meal just a moment ago and for a ridiculous reason.

“We’re just trying to make sure he’s okay.”

Yeah, this bullshit. Baek-dam snorted.

‘They tell you to take him away quickly and now they want to take him back for a health check?’

Baekdam was convinced that there was Jung Yiheon or Geum Myeong-yeol behind Woo Jeo-geun. It was a natural reasoning for him who did not know Ki Tae-yeon’s secret.

‘I can’t give him away so easily.’

Besides, there was a limit to how much pressure the two of them could put on the Awakening Management Bureau. Jung Yiheon is currently raiding the gate and Geum Myeong-yeol is on the plane.

In short, if they refuse to give it up, it’s over. Baek-dam raised his voice again.

“Are you kidding me, you called me to take him out of there in the first place and now you want to come back and see if he’s okay? That doesn’t make any sense.”

“It is.”

“And when the only S-rank healer in the country says he’s fine, I can only take it as a sign that you don’t trust my abilities.”

Beyond the screen, Woo Jeo-geun was speechless. There was no mistaking Baek-dam’s words.

‘I’m confused.’

He had just come here from Han Cha-soo’s house in vain.

‘I didn’t realize Baek-dam is his guardian.’

Only after confirming that Han Cha-soo wasn’t at home did Woo Jeo-geun ask for his guardian’s information. Of course, I thought he would have gone home.

While Woo Jeo-geun was puzzled, Baek-dam suddenly called out to him.

“Team Leader Woo Jeo-geun.”

“Yes.”

He smiled prettily and raised his middle finger.

“Don’t piss me off and get lost, Amon Production Hunter. You scared the shit out of him and made him bleed to death, and now you’re crawling in here thinking you’re somehow better than me, and I’m not giving you anything back.”

“Hunter Baek-dam, wait…!”

The screen went black.

The doorbell rang several times, but he never picked up the bell again.

“Haa….”

And the same time.

“I told you to stop, you punks.”

Ki-tae-yeon was pounding on the door of the centralized security room.

“You can’t do this!”

“What will happen if this reaches the ears of the head of the department… Yuck!”

Boom!

The lower half of the staff in the centralized security room froze at once. An ice spear rose from the floor and aimed for their throats.

“Are you crazy, Ki Tae-yeon?!”

Team Leader Kim Min-do was one of them. Pointing his gun at Ki Tae-yeon, he shouted.

“Using force against a fellow Awakeneing Management Bureau, this isn’t going to end in discipline!”

“It’s not the first time. So where is Director Kwak, having a good time with the higher-ups who pressured you to release Han Cha-soo while I was gone?”

Kim Min-do clenched his jaw.

“I guess that’s the right answer.”

Ki Tae-yeon smiled languidly and flicked out his cigarette.

“Then you should play with me until Mr. Kwak gets back.”

The falling ash froze the moment it hit the ground.

And then something leapt out of it, reaching out. Angular fingers, thick body, it was a golem.

“It’s been a while since he’s felt warmth.”

The faces of the staff in the security room were colored with fear. Ki Tae-yeon’s ice golem was known for its love of hugs.

That is, hugs strong enough to crush someone’s ribs.

“Ouch!”

“Te, team leader, do something!”

“If you get too close, I’ll fire. That’s your last warning. Fuck, I fucking told you not to come!”

Kim Min-do, who had already been hugged by the golem five times, screamed.

Bang!

The walls shook with a roar.

“Huh…!”

Han Cha-soo woke up in a cold sweat. He groped for his chest with trembling eyes and sighed.

“It was a dream.”

He fell asleep in the dining room and before he knew it, it was morning. Han Cha-soo ran a hand through his sweaty hair. His heart was still racing.

“I’m having all these crappy dreams.”

Maybe it was the change of bed. I had a very strange dream. Suddenly, a hole opened in his chest, his heart was pulled out, and blue blood dripped coldly through it.

“I’m not a monster or anything….”

Han Cha-soo muttered to himself. The influence of the dream. His heart still throbbed near his chest.

He rubbed his chest and suddenly heard a breath in his ear.

“Han Chasoo-ssi.”

“……!”

It was Baek-dam.

“You startled me.”

Han Cha-soo sounded reprimanding, and Baek-dam snorted.

“Put your arms down first and say it. By the way, I didn’t know that Han Chasoo-ssi was such a violent person.”

“I was surprised, but… what are you doing here, you didn’t come to wake me up.”

“What makes you think otherwise? That’s right, I came to wake you up.”

Han Cha-soo looked at him suspiciously, but Baek-dam smiled shamelessly.

In fact, he was right. Baek-dam had come to him for a different purpose.

‘It was definitely around here.’

At dawn today, Baek-dam felt a foreign wave. He couldn’t pinpoint the exact location because he was sleeping, and it disappeared faster than he thought. But he had a general idea of where it was.

It was on the third floor, in the guest room he’d rented to Han Cha-soo.

But Han Cha-soo didn’t seem to know anything. With that stupid look on his face.

‘I’ll have to check it out though.’

His brother would be arriving soon and he couldn’t let his reluctance go unnoticed. Finished with his thoughts, Baek-dam extended his hand to Han Cha-soo.

“What is it?”

“It’s that thing we were boring each other with at the hospital. Give me your hand.”

“Why can’t you just say healing?”

Despite his grumbling, Han Cha-soo obediently folded his hands. Baek-dam narrowed his eyes and activated a skill.

[Equitable Healing]

Saaaaa-

A golden glow descended upon the Baek-dam’s eyes. Han Cha-soo’s body sagged slightly. Baek-dam remained propped up, concentrating on his healing.

“Ugh.”

Han Cha-soo spoke in a tired tone.

“How much longer?”

Baek-dam raised an eyebrow. How impatient of him to insist that he finish quickly, even though he couldn’t thank him.

“I was going to finish anyway.”

Baek-dam brushed his hands off in a neat manner.

‘I don’t feel a strange energy anywhere in particular.’

Those afflicted with the troublesome curse sometimes feel disparate waves. But when I checked, I didn’t see anything out of the ordinary.

He was just as alive and breathing as when he left the hospital. It was exactly the same.

‘Maybe the waves I felt last night were a coincidence.’

I’ve wasted my time. Baek-dam clicked his tongue, but at least he knew one thing for sure.

‘The Awakenening Management Bureau must have been paid by someone.’

As if things couldn’t get any worse, they’re taking Han Cja-soo away without confirming anything. It was clearly a ploy to steal him from me.

‘I don’t know why Geum Myeong-yeol or Jung Yiheon are so obsessed with this ordinary guy.’

It was at that moment that his thoughts were interrupted. Han Cha-soo, who had already let go of his hand, turned to him and asked.

“Are you done?”

“Oh, yeah. I don’t think anything has changed. You won’t live long, Han Chasoo-ssi.”

Baek-dam smirked as he helped the frowning Han Cha-soo to his feet.

Yeah, what did it matter if they were obsessed or not? He was in my hands now, and that was enough.

“Baek-sun is coming in two hours, so get cleaned up and you can wear whatever you want in the closet.”

“Okay.”

As he left the room, his phone rang. When he saw the caller ID, Baek-dam grinned.

“The tiger also comes when I say it.”

The call was from Geum Myeong-yeol. Baek-dam didn’t hesitate to hit the call reject button.