with a thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud.
Seol Yoon-hee was chopping the green onions with deft hand gestures.
He is busy making a new braised spicy chicken before Dojun returns.
And Carthiel was looking around the interior of the house with his eyes wide open.
a narrow space of about 20 pyeong
And Isaas, or Yong-yong, was lying on the sofa, giggling and watching TV.
Karsiel carefully approached and asked,
······이자아스님. Is this really the new nest you mentioned?
Yong-yong watched the TV screen regardless of Carthiel's question.
No, my eyes were getting bigger.
I'll give you this money. Don't get any closer to our Yunseong.
Uh, Mother.
Mother? Why am I your mother! Apparently, he tried to turn his life around by seducing innocent Yunseong. I'll never see it. I don't want to talk to you anymore, so get out of this house!
"How come the repertoire is always the same?"
But while saying that.
Yong-yong never took his eyes off the TV for a moment.
Until I hear the doorbell.
ding dong
"Master!"
Swoosh!
Yong-yong ran quickly to the front door.
And Seol Yoon-hee, who was putting sliced green onions on the pot, stopped acting and ran to the front door.
The door burst open.
"I'm home."
"Da, are you hurt?!"
Seol Yoon-hee looked at Do-joon's body and gave him a worried look.
Do-jun, who was proud of Seol Yoon-hee, stroked her hair.
"It's all right. Thanks for your concern."
Yong-yong clings to Do-jun, and his tail flutters.
"Hahahaha. Have you been there? Thank you for your hard work!
Yong Yong-yong showing off his cuteness.
Dojun confirmed that Seol Yoon-hee was not hurt.
"It's a good thing life has been extended. Isn't that right?"
"Yes?"
After a while.
Yong-yong noticed what Do-jun said.
As soon as he turned pale, he trembled.
Dojun left the frozen Yong-yong behind and went inside.
"·········용용."
Yong-yong, who had been rigid, quickly bounced in front of Do-jun.
Do-joon is looking at Carthiel, who are looking at him blankly.
muttered, looking at the window of the broken veranda.
"Get down."
a frosty tone of speech
Yong-yong sensed danger and quickly stretched out on the spot.
And Carthiel was astonished to see it.
"Is that the master you've only heard of?"
The owner of this nest.
Dragon Lord, the one Izas serves.
Cassiel quickly calculated in his head.
The calculation did not last long.
in a flop
Karsiel approached Dojun's front and bowed.
I'm Carthiel, Dragon No. 9 Dragon number nine!
then
Seol Yoon-hee approached carefully and explained what happened today.
Suddenly in Bangbae-dong, a dragon in front of his eyes, Carthiel.
Yong-yong, who thought he was an enemy, broke the window in a hurry to protect himself.
Turns out I was in a poor situation with nowhere to go, so I was protecting him for a while.
"Is it true?"
at Dojun's question
Yong-yong nodded vigorously.
There was a bit of an adaptation.
You're right to a certain extent!
"저··저저저저저. So, speaking of which, Father."
Seol Yoon-hee, who mumbled with her hands together.
Dojun could tell at once what she wanted to say.
'Cause if you let it go outside, something might happen.'
The dragon itself was a great terror to the people.
Under such circumstances, it would be difficult for Carthiel to get around outside.
In addition, Seol seemed to want to raise her.
"Did he say his name was Carthiel?"
"Yes."
"That's great. Please take good care of me from now on, Carthiel."
"Thank you, Master."
After leaving the words, Dojun took off his suit jacket.
Seol Yoon-hee approached and accepted the clothes.
"I'll be back with a shower."
"Yes. I'll be having dinner."
Tak
Dojun went into the shower.
Seol Yun-hee went back to the kitchen to cook.
······응?
Yong-yong scratched his head with his front paws and was lost in thought.
Then I walked to the kitchen with a platter, and looked up at Seol Yun-hee and said,
There.
Seol Yun-hee smiled and looked at Yong-yong.
"Huh? What's wrong, Yong-yong?"
"Why don't you give her a nickname?
"You said your father had a nice name, didn't you?"
Seol Yoon-hee hummed and focused on cooking again.
Yong-yong tapped Seol's leg with his front foot to call attention.
"Yes."
······그. I like my name, too.
"Yes. Yong-yong."
"Oh, no. My name is Isaas.
"Yes, yes, Yong-yong. I'm watching TV because it's disturbing. I'll make you a delicious braised spicy chicken."
Torture.
Yong-yong looks empty.
Sitting on the sofa.
·········아.
ephemeral life
No, solvents.
* * *
The next day, Sunday.
S-class cracks that appeared in the Umyeon Mountain area.
The fact that the operational teams that had been deployed returned safely without a single person dying made headlines in the newspaper, and became a hot topic on TV and the Internet.
And the most talked about fact.
He is said to have led the operation team as a public official belonging to the Seoul Metropolitan Government.
Although anonymous treatment was made to protect personal information, most people who knew that it was Do-jun who was the commander-in-chief because he was blindfolded in that part.
Beep beep.
Dojun sighed and turned off his smartphone.
Dozens of phone calls have already been ringing since the article went out.
from reporters to various media outlets
And people who identify themselves as acquaintances, who don't even remember.
Tak
Seol Yoon-hee said, putting the tea down on the table.
"You're a hit. Father."
"I'm glad you didn't come home."
Words can be seeded.
ding dong
"Let's get out of here."
Seol Yoon-hee asked Do-joon, looking at him.
"Don't open it, but can you check who it is and pretend if you don't know anyone doesn't know it?"
"Yes!"
Seol Yun-hee, who salutes in a playful manner, leaves the front door.
She checked the face of the person who pressed the doorbell through the intercom.
And I was surprised.
"Director of Hunter Management, ·····.""
Dojun was worried.
Should I open it or not?
Then he approached two dragons lying side by side on the sofa sleeping.
"Climate."
Jump!
Yong-yong and Karsiel woke up as if they were sleeping.
"Is it lunch?"
Yongyong asked with his eyes shining.
Dojun shook his head.
"Hide in my room now that someone important is coming."
"Zone!" "Myeong"!
a smirk
Dojun stroked Yongyong and Karsiel's hair.
The dragons hurried into Dojun's room and hid.
I haven't heard of it in a long time.'
Remembering his past in the middle of the midfield.
I walked to the front door.
an iron fist
Let's open the door.
Chung Young-chul, Director of Hunter Management.
His aide accompanied him.
Bug.
Chung Young-chul and his aide bow at 90 degrees.
"How did you know your home address?"
" 죄송합니다· 죄송합니다 죄송합니다 죄송합니다 죄송합니다 죄송합니다 죄송합니다 I'm sorry about that. I know it's rude, but I've looked into it personally to see you."
Dojun clicked his tongue.
It's personal information anyway. If you were in the position of Director of Hunter Management, you could easily have known.
Furthermore, he said he was sorry, but he didn't have to say anything anymore.
"Come in."
"Thank you."
After a while.
Seol Yoon-hee brought out the car.
Chung Young-chul bowed to her and thanked her.
"I'll enjoy the drink."
"Oh, no. If I knew you were coming, I'd have some refreshments.
To Seol Yoon-hee, a student at the Hunter Academy, Jung was like a sky.
Jung Young-chul also knew the fact, but he never took it for granted.
I heard that Seol Yoon-hee is Do-joon's daughter.
"First of all, thank you very much for bringing the Hunters back alive. If it weren't for you, a significant number of Hunter would not have escaped death in this crack."
The horse is half right and half wrong.
It would have been annihilated, not in large numbers.
However, Dojun did not have to spit it out.
Did he say humility is a virtue?
"I've done nothing. Hunters had a hard time."
"In fact, we've been watching the situation inside the crack in real time through the emergency cam on the neck of the operational team leaders who were deployed there. The more I look at it, the more I admire it."
Hunters who moved in perfect order according to Dojun's instructions.
At first, I was not sure and didn't follow the rules.
As time went by, every word of Do-joon began to follow as if it were a law.
"You're flattered."
"And the officer in charge,."·.".".".".".""
"Mr. Director."
Dojun put down his tea.
"Would you please tell me the conclusion first, with a grain of salt?"
The reason why Jung Young-chul came here.
I'm sure he didn't come here to praise himself.
"If you say so."
What Jung Young-chul suggested.
It was a list of F-level hunters.
On the colored column with yellow highlighter.
There was a name Kim Hyun-woo.
"I told you about the emergency cam earlier. 그리고······."
The eyes of Jung Young-chul were filled with interest.
"I could see some of your performance before the boss."
The emergency cam didn't work on the way, so the screen wasn't sent.
I could see everything before that.
Jung Young-chul recalled the black energy that was rising from Do-joon's body.
"And a month ago. The Mezai Guild entered the swamp of Class A, Dark Ooger. There was an F-class Hunter, except for the Mezai guild. His name is Kim Hyun-woo. I was also looking at the screen that was being transmitted through the emergency camera."
a gulp
Jung Young-chul continued to swallow his saliva.
"The media said it was four S-class hunters who killed the boss of the S-class Crack Monster and Malanuch. "In fact, the killing of Malanuch,····,."."·.""
Dojun looked at Jung Young-chul's eyes.
Jung Young-chul doesn't avoid looking at Do-joon, with his eyes wide open.
He opened his mouth.
"You're not in charge, are you?"
Dojun closed his eyes and opened them.
"Mr. Director."
"Yes."
"What if it fits, or what?"
Jung Young-chul's fist was tightened.
"If so, I would like to make a suggestion."
Hopefully Lee Do-joon will accept his offer.
give out a sheet of paper
* * *
"So. The terms of the agreement issued by them under the transfer of the Great Crack increase and the number of Hunters."
Dojun is looking at Kwon Hyuk-soo blankly.
He waved his palm to call attention.
Kwon Hyuk-soo flinched.
"Are you listening, sir?"
"I'm sorry. What did you say?"
"So there should be at least two more B-hunters."
Inside a taxi heading for Hunter's Administration.
Kwon Hyeok-soo once again recalled the "S-class Crack in Umyeon Mountain," which was reported in the news.
A public official in the crack management department of Seoul City Hall.
Today, Monday, said Kwon Hyuk-soo, recalling the fact that Do-joon received much attention as soon as he went to work.
"Mr. Do-joon, I think it's better for you to manage the great rift than me."
"······그러니까. One for me, two for you."
Kwon Hyuksoo swallows his saliva.
I looked at the documents on the terms and conditions of the agreement presented by the Hunter Administration Bureau.