300 Daddy's Too Strong 299

Kang Chul-soo, head of the crack management department at Seoul City Hall.

He's had a problem recently. The calendar on the desk.

Monday, June 15, had a red circle.

"Ha... ah..."

Kang Chul-soo sighed as he stared through the calendar.

[Hunter Rating] on the day of [Hunter Rating] In addition, it was [the end of the contract].

The day when Hunter's contract with City Hall expires.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Kang Chul-soo's pathetic scream rang out in the quiet office.

Employees poke their heads up like meerkats and look toward Kang Chul-soo.

I was just wondering if anything was going on...

'It's been a while.'

Recalling that June 15 is just around the corner, I do my job again.

Meanwhile, Park Jong-min, who was watching the Internet news with his chin folded, said with a long face.

"Kang Gye-jang. Empty your mind. It happens every year, but it's time to be first."

"Is that Buddha? Oh, come on, you come here. I'll be the chief of management. If I go there, I think I can grow my hair again."

Park Jong-min pretended to answer the phone and went out to the hallway.

Leaning against his back completely in the chair, Kang stared at the monitor with a grim look. The screen shows the list and ratings of 'contract hunters'.

There are currently 50 people.

The number of Hunter's gardens set by the Seoul Metropolitan Government's Contract Hunter Management Ordinance.

Obviously, up until a few months ago, there was a lot of laughter, but now it came as a pressure.

'How many people will get out of here?'

Perhaps Hunters whose ratings have risen through rating assessments are likely to terminate their contracts.

If you raise it by just one grade, your ransom will go up, and there's no reason to waste your time at City Hall without getting a few bucks.

'I hope the Hunters' ratings remain the same.'

If the rating is frozen, the chances of renewing the contract are high.

'How could you have filled 50 people?' Two years ago, there were only six.

Kang Chul-soo smiled bitterly. However, it has improved since last year, and this year it has filled 50 people with grass. a great development It's going to be like a mirage in a moment, but it's going to be like a low tide after the rating evaluation.

Sit back in position.

Still, his household has improved a lot compared to the past.

I stretched myself thinking that I shouldn't be so depressed.

"But where's Dojun?"

"That's right. I forgot to tell you. If it's Dojun, he's gone to consult."

"Who's counseling?"

"Hunters. They should be in the training room by now."

"And?"

It was strange.

Began to look a lot of toxic Tao Jun hunters these days.

Dojun welcomed the hunters who came to "consult" and took them to the training room.

I don't know what the hell you're doing in the training room.

It's already been a week.

Dojun stopped by the training room every single day.

That's because of the contract hunters, who come to "consult."

As the rating is just around the corner, Hunters have frequently asked for counseling.

"Can I really try for grade C, Mr. Director?"

"Yes. If you do well, you'll be able to get a grade B. You caught two trolls the last time we cracked together. You can be confident enough."

Recalling the moment he grabbed the troll, Hunter scratched his head, perhaps embarrassed.

To be honest, I still can't believe it. Until seven months ago, Jang, who had barely caught an orc, was improving day by day.

"How did I catch the trolls? I'm just an E-class hunter..."

"You've been rewarded for your hard work. If you continue to work hard, you will grow further. Oh, and how about you, Young Hoon Bae? I don't think I've been paying attention to you lately."

"Me, me? That...."

Bae Young-hoon gulped down his saliva.

A few days ago, I recall entering the B-class anti-crack punitive force and making a brilliant contribution.

It's something you can't even imagine from a year ago. I can't believe there's a moment when you're a tanker, not a porter, in the B-class rift. It was so surprising to the extent that acquaintances around him were surprised at the change in just a year and asked what the secret was.

"I think it's... strong."

"Fortunately, you seem to have adapted to the shield. You two are basically very sensible, so I thought you'd be up in no time."

You get rewarded because you tried.

Of course, it's true to some extent.

However, simply making an effort could not have caused a Class E hunter to face two trolls at once or to go into a B-cracked punitive force in less than a year.

How could this really happen?'

Hunters expressed doubts in their minds.

The conclusion came at a single stroke. It was thanks to Dojun that they had such a stormy growth.

At first, I was puzzled.

'It doesn't make sense.'

Dojun presented a 'road map.'

They explored cracks together and gave various advice.

At first, I heard it in one ear and spilled it in the other. What do civil servants know, not even Hunter?

But as time went by, I realized it wasn't.

'I know. This guy knows how to get up.'

Hunters realized.

If Dojun says yes, then he's right. If he says no, he's not.

The ridiculous joke delivered among contract hunters that Cha Ye-ji, who was once an F-hunter, quickly emerged as an S-hunter thanks to Do-joon, seemed more and more true.

"Director."

"Yes."

"...can I bury my bones here? Please tell me it'

a dying look

How many times has it been already?

Do-jun said as if he didn't know.

"You know, I'm not an authorizer, so I can't give you a definite answer. Our chief of staff is in charge of personnel affairs."

Two Hunter's eyes glistened.

I don't know how many times this is either.

Do-jun smiled inwardly.

***

"Dohjoon, I heard you've been consulting again."

Kang Chul-soo asked as he looked at Do-jun entering the office.

"Yes. Cho Sang-min and Bae Young-hoon."

"What the hell are you talking about? He didn't say a word to me."

"You asked me this and that. Most of them are interested in improving their skills, so I collect and provide information accordingly."

"...weird. Hunters are so proud of themselves that there's no way they can ask a government employee about that."

Dojun picked up a pile of papers piled up on the desk.

A total of 32 chapters. All of them are "grade assessment applications." All hunters are given a 'rating' once a year. A rating that usually takes place once a quarter due to the large number of hunters.

Thirty-two of the hunters who signed contracts with the Seoul Metropolitan Government will take the test in the second quarter, or the second quarter.

with a dash

Organize items in the accelerator file.

Name, date of birth, address, rating history, etc.

And lastly, challenge grade.

'It's more than I thought.'

A total of five hunters are challenging Class A hunters.

There are 15 people in grade B and 12 people in grade C.

So, the contract hunters, who were conducting the rating evaluation this time, were looking at a minimum of 'class C'.

If they all pass.

The objective power of the crack management department in the Seoul Metropolitan Government will increase dramatically.

One S-hunter, ten A-hunters, and even B-hunters, will be 21.

'At this rate.'

The figure could make it into the top 10 in terms of guild.

Dojun submitted an official document titled "Reviewing and Reporting on Applications for Hunter Rating."

"Hahahaha."

It was strange.

He's not the type to make a typo like this.

"Report on review of Hunter Rating Applications"

After opening the Excel file attached to the official document, Kang Chul-soo was stunned and slowly scrolled down the mouse.

'Five A-levels, 15 B-levels, 12 C-levels? Are you insane?'

Either the hunters are crazy in a group, or Dojun's fingers are crazy.

It was one of the two anyway.

To put it bluntly, he would have pressed the approval button if he was trying to raise the level one by one.

But isn't this too much?

"What's this, class E to class B?"

What was more relevant was the case of Class C Hunter applying for Grade A.

Kang Chul-soo pressed down on the corner of his eyes with his fingers, then stared at the monitor again.

However, the alphabet has not changed at all.

"Dojun."

"Yes, sir."

"Is this really right?"

"If you're talking about the level of challenge, you're right."

"......yes, applications are free. Hahahaha."

It was then.

As soon as Kang Chul-soo was about to press the "Approve" button.

A hunter comes in from the entrance to the office.

It was Bae Young-hoon.

Kang Chul-soo quickly rose from his seat and welcomed Bae Young-hoon.

Smile as much as possible.

"Oh, my God, welcome!"

Bae Young-hoon came with each bag on his side.

"Today's not even a day of exploration... What brings you here?"

"I have something to tell you."

Kang Chul-soo felt quite uncomfortable with Bae Young-hoon.

He was a hunter who signed a contract with Seoul City Hall two years ago.

When he was promoted from grade F to grade E early last year, he said, "I want to terminate the contract," and Kang Chul-soo begged Bae Young-hoon to stay.

"Whatever..."

"I have something to tell you about the contract with Seoul City Hall."

Kang Chul-soo's pupils shook.

So this moment has finally come.

"Hey, let's talk in the conference room first."

"Yes. I see."

Kang Chul-soo zipped into the pantry, made coffee and entered the conference room.

And carefully put coffee in front of Bae Young Hoon. Kang Chul-soo couldn't take his eyes off each envelope that Bae was holding.

'I can't help it.' Sigh into it.

He said earlier last year that he would no longer remain in City Hall for the last time this year.

You won't be able to hold on here any longer. Kang Chul-soo smiled bitterly and opened his mouth.

"Because of the contract?"

'...yes, it is. Chief."

There was a moment of silence.

Bae Young-hoon picked up the coffee with his slightly trembling hand and took a sip.

Then he took a piece of paper out of each envelope.

"The contract...I'd like to extend it."

"As expected. Contract terminated..."Yes?"

Kang Chul-soo was embarrassed by the totally unexpected remark.

"Well, I really want to bury my bones here."

"Bones... what?"

"I told Do-joon... ...that the chief will approve the extension of the contract... ...so I came to ask him to do this."

"...extending?"

"Of course I'm not just asking you to... If I get a grade B in the rating evaluation this time... Please review it positively."

Kang Chul-soo has lost his mind.

I'll be a B-hunter. You want me to sign you?

'What's this noise?

Bae looked closely at Kang's complexion.

an indescribable, hardened figure

Bae Young-hoon, who was in a hurry, added his words.

"Honey, if you just give me an extension, I'll really do anything."

"...no. So what the--"

"I'll clean the office every morning and run a coffee errand."

"Excuse me, Mr. Bae Young-

"I will work without pay!"

Kang Chul-soo pinched his cheek hard.