Chapter 228

Chapter 228

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Chapter 228 Tuition Fees (4)

The next day.

MiniPin opened his eyes abruptly.

“...Was it a dream?”

But there was no way that could be true.

He woke up lying on the cold floor, and as he got up, he realized his jaw was swollen.

Only a single blanket covered him.

In an instant, an ominous intuition flashed through his mind.

“Oh no! Honey, are you okay?! Our daughter?!”

MiniPin slapped the floor and rushed down the noisy staircase.

But...

“You’re awake?”

“Dad! Good morning!”

His wife and daughter welcomed MiniPin with a perfectly normal appearance.

“...Huh?”

MiniPin made a perplexed expression.

Inside the fireplace, the fire was warm, and sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn were roasting.

The kitchen smelled of bubbling stew, and outside the window, white laundry swayed in the sunlight and breeze.

“?”

MiniPin was bewildered by the unchanged everyday life.

The attitudes of his wife and daughter toward him were no different from usual.

Even the house showed no difference from yesterday.

“Ah, you... Why were you sleeping on the floor?! I couldn’t move you because you were too heavy! Just left you there! What’s with this sleeping habit~”

“Huh? I was on the floor?”

“Yeah. You were sleeping soundly on the floor. I tried waking you up several times, but you wouldn’t budge, so I just covered you with a blanket and came out. Is your neck not sore?”

His wife’s hand, hitting MiniPin’s back, was firm.

“Uh, no. Did nothing happen yesterday? Burglars or anything?”

“What? Burglars? With you here, how could that happen? Weird guy...”

“Oh, no. It’s nothing. I think I had a bad dream.”

“Gosh, that’s why you were sleeping in such a strange position! Anyway, can you get some sweet potatoes and corn from the fireplace? They should be done. Oh, I put the potatoes in a bit later, so leave them be!”

His wife seemed completely oblivious.

MiniPin sat at the dining table with a bewildered expression and ate the breakfast his wife prepared.

And, as usual, he left the house on time and headed to the guild office.

The street scenery was too ordinary and mundane.

Neighbors greeted him as he stepped out, and subordinates bowed their heads as they passed on the way to work.

“...Was it really a dream?”

But no matter how much he thought about it, it wasn’t.

His jaw was swollen, and the hole in the wooden wall was still there, just as it was.

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Moreover, without stealing a single thing!

“What the heck was that about?”

MiniPin shook his head in disbelief.

Vowing to conduct thorough surveillance tonight.

* * *

That night, lying in bed, MiniPin watched as his wife peacefully fell asleep before closing his eyes. If only it weren’t for the faint noise coming from the window again.

“Se-Seriously!?”

“I’ve been struggling with stress-induced insomnia recently... Is this some kind of new treatment?”

Of course, that wasn’t the case. However, MiniPin couldn’t bring himself to talk about this to anyone due ot his pride as a guild leader.

“Telling the Imperial Guard will just earn me ridicule. Ha, that villain. Always lurking and attacking only when I’m alone...”

Who would believe a tale that a man over 7 feet tall was suffering continuous assault from a stalker? Facing a dilemma he had never experienced before, MiniPin felt only frustration.

Right at that moment.

“Guild Master, a request form has arrived.”

The deputy handed over a document, and this time, the quantity was a bit less—only one document.

MiniPin narrowed his eyes. “Even during the off-season, we’re getting requests?”

“Well, yes. For the past few days, they’ve been consistently sending in request forms. It’s the same person every time.”

Then MiniPin noticed something odd. The condition of the supposedly newly submitted request forms was not good. The paper, supposedly fresh, was severely crumpled.

“What’s this? Isn’t this a newly submitted request form? Why is it crumpled?”

“I don’t know. They’ve been coming every time with a crumpled request form. It’s the Academy student you mentioned before.”

“Academy student? Who’s that?”

“You know, the young guy from the Colosseo Academy.”

“Ah, right.”

Now he remembered—someone sent him an audacious request, and he sent them back with ridicule and mockery.

“Well, anyway. I don’t have time to entertain the whims of wealthy young masters...”

MiniPin absentmindedly accepted the request form again this time and crumpled it just as before.

Crackle –

At that very moment, MiniPin stiffened as if struck by lightning. The sound of crumpling the request form was familiar, something he had heard somewhere before.

“...!?”

MiniPin hurriedly moved his hands to unfold the crumpled request form from earlier. Then, he crumpled it again.

Crackle –

Perhaps due to the special material of the paper, the sound of crumpling was slightly different from other papers. This sound was undoubtedly the unpleasant noise made by the night intruder.

Upon reflection, why did this form come back, didn’t he crumple it and threw it away?

MiniPin turned to his deputy and asked tentatively, “Hey, um... have you been cleaning my room lately?”

“Yes? Of course, I do it all the time.”

“What about the trash can in my room? Do you empty it?”

“It’s always empty, so I didn’t empty it separately.”

MiniPin was shocked by the deputy’s response. This request form was thrown into the guild office trash can a few days ago.

“In that case...”

The request form that had been sent back was being picked up, crumpled, and then put back again. They would then crumple it once more and launch attacks during the night.

“What in the world! Who the crazy person is doing this for?

MiniPin completely unfurled the request form, his face pale with shock.

[Request Form]

Name: Vikir

Affiliation: Colosseo Academy

Request Details: Hire one guide

Purpose: Monster Hunting

So crumpled that it was barely readable, MiniPin stared at the request form with a dazed expression.

“How is it?”

A voice from behind the deputy interrupted with an unfamiliar yet familiar tone. Despite the deputy’s disapproval, MiniPin turned to see who it was.

‘This is a fucking warning.’

A first-year student from Colosseum Academy, Vikir.

“Now, are you considering taking on my request?”

Speaking with the same voice as the intruder from the nights, Vikir continued to taunt MiniPin.

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