I Was A Porter

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Seung-ho and Magitai arrived at the front door of the first conference room, but Magitai was only breathing in front of the door for decades. Seung-ho opened the door on his behalf, not knowing when he would go in.

As he took a deep breath, he suddenly opened the door, coughing and grumbling as if he heard Sareh, but he avoided his gaze.

When Magitai entered the conference room at the same time as coughing, she also entered the room. There were only 10 people inside the conference room.

Excluding the three, the majority appeared to be over 60 years old, with the youngest of the three standing behind an empty chair.

As Seung-ho and Magitai sat on an empty chair, the woman who was standing sat behind Seung-ho, whether she was an interpreter.

When they all sat down, an early 30s Latino man who was sitting right next to the seat stood up. He looks around and bows.

“Thank you for being here despite our urgent communication. For those who are unable to attend due to unfortunate circumstances, we will communicate the outcome of the emergency meeting at a later date. Then, let's begin the emergency meeting on December 23, 2018. ”

The man who greeted him picked up the remote control on the conference room desk, turned off the meeting room light and used the beam projector to float the data screen.

“You all know that from six months ago, the incidence of Grade 9 Gates gradually decreased, and the incidence of Grade 7 and 8 Gates gradually increased in proportion to that. I'd like you to focus on the materials on the screen. The graph on the far left is the percentage of occurrences by gate rating 6 months ago, and the graph on the far right is the percentage of occurrences by rating this December. We wanted to let you know that the December figures were based on data reported by the 20th of this month. ”

Every time a man's hand moved, one graph was added, and from six months ago, the percentage of occurrence by rating appeared at the end of this December.

And all of a sudden, when all the graphs disappeared, and I compared them, leaving only six months ago and December, I noticed the difference.

Unlike six months before the Grade 9 Gate occupied more than half, the incidence rate of Grade 9 Gates decreased by more than half, and the incidence rate of Grade 7 and 8 Gates increased by less.

“Based on the rate of rise, if you continue to do so, the Grade 9 gate will be difficult to find since March next year, and Grade 8 will disappear from June. When it comes to more gates, we don't have enough data to make an accurate decision. ”

Seung-ho looked at Magithae with a puzzled look at the man's description.

Even though he asked for an explanation, he didn't know it was because of the baby fleas.

“Based on this, we have concluded that we should actively purchase the horseshoes from the Gate to help build the Hunter to prepare for the High Grade Gate. This comment was passed at the Last Opportunity Council this year, but I briefly explained it for Seung-ho Lee. ”

The man turned off the beam projector and lit the conference room, and Seung-ho and Magitai looked at each other with a shy look.

“Seung-ho Lee? Now I'm going to ask you a question, can you tell me without a lie? Although Magitai explained, the Tier 1 Gate, which will happen this time, will not spare any investment in the council, but in the extermination. ”

Seung-ho gives a strange look at his words.

“An association loses its gate, doesn't it? ”

At the words of Seung-ho, all the people sitting in the chairs smiled bitterly.

“Associations are for profit, but not for interest. ”

The seventy seated, grey-haired black man who looks over, spoke in a resolute voice an unknown word of meaning, placing his elbows on the conference room table and clasped his fingers.

“I received the interesting information you gave me. I thought the person who went through 20 years of hardship might be a little off, but I came here because I thought it was a fairly detailed story made up by a madman." Is what you said true? ”

I'm sure he's a layman, not a hunter, but Seung-ho feels a little under pressure.

“Of course it's true. ”

“So, if you had a Grade 1 Gate, would you be willing to give in to your power? ”

Seung-ho hesitates. Of course, I thought you were here to help, but the opposing Pokémon's reaction is warmer than I thought.

“Can you subdue Grade 1 Gates without my help? ”

“Twenty years ago, there were 17,000 Class A hunters. But do you know how many A-rated hunters there are now? ”

Seungho shrugs his shoulders because he had no jaws, and the man leans forward and clutches on his chin.

“Over 43,000, three hunters on a scale comparable to Draxi."

Seung-ho sighs deeply at the man speaking as he weighs down.

A few people tried to move on from winning reactions, but the man did not lose his cool, but raised his hand to calm the people down.

“Why are you reacting like that? Even if it's twice the level of the Last Gate, I think it's enough power to subdue it. Do you disagree? ”

“Vice Chairman of the Association, right? ”

In Seung-ho's question, the Association Chairman nodded in favor. Seung-ho stretched his fingers out in front of him.

“There are 10 of them. ”

“What's 10? ”

Seung-ho's words puzzled him, but the vice president replied.

“Vice Chairman, there are at least 10 monsters as strong as Draxi. ”

Quang

“Bullshit!”

Seung-ho didn't blink at the Association Chairman slapping the conference room table with his clasped hands.

“Of course, not all of them are alive. ”

Seung-ho folded his three fingers and smiled at the vice president.

“I caught the three weaklings. But I let the other seven go because they were so big that I couldn't hold on to them. ”

Seung-ho looks at the Association Chairman's face, his hands outstretched, elbows on the conference room table, clasped, and chins on his hands.

Just before, Han Seung-ho opened his mouth slowly, following the posture taken by the Association Chairman.

“If you think Hunter's getting stronger, you're wrong. Monsters grow stronger as they devour each other. Am I not going to have to help you? ”

His eyes are hidden from his mouth, but his eyes are smiling.

* * *

“Are you packing already? ”

When Seung-ho entered the house, she and her father were standing in the living room, staring at her like that while busy packing their clothes.

“Don't tell me, I was packing as soon as you left. ”

“Mother, let me help you. ”

Mother's forehead was covered in sweat, but it seemed like my father was helping me stretch his back for a while, seeing that he was sweating a little.

“No, I'm all packed. It's been a long time since lunch. ”

“Look at that sweat. If you sweat like this in the middle of winter, you catch a cold. ”

Seung-ho tried to wipe off his sweat with his sleeve, but Mother lifted up her arms first and slightly wiped it off.

“Your mom's still got an arm. It's okay, son. Have you had lunch? ”

“Yes, they called me, so I got some food. ”

“Honey, you have to eat."

“Are you hungry now? Why are you so ignorant of your luggage and not eating? I'm not running away."

Seung-ho was surprised to hear that he packed his lunch and looked at her.

“He... needs to pack his things gradually, because he's too busy to pack them all at once later. ”

Mother smiled as if she was embarrassed by Seung-ho's gaze, and drove Father to the kitchen.

When my mother went to the kitchen to prepare food, Seung-ho sat down on the couch and sat down next to my father, who was turning his neck.

“Father, do you have a wish? ”

“Why the sudden urge? ”

Suddenly, Father opened his mouth after thinking about the bear.

“The biggest wish, of course, is to keep your family healthy, and the next wish is for you to get married. But from what you do nowadays, the next thing I want is for you to get a job in a safe place. ”

When he was talking about the family's health, he looked a little bad, but he smiled hard as he talked about Seung-ho's marriage.

“My third wish will come true. Dad, I got a job at the association. ”

At Seung-ho's words, my father made an unfamiliar face.

“... Will you beat up monsters even if you get a job at the association?"

“I broke up with the monsters. I got into that association as a model. It's just one thing to hang out and greet people at an association event, and even if you start your own business, it doesn't matter if you show your face on time. ”

Luckily, his face brightened when he said he doesn't hunt monsters, but I guess it wasn't uncomfortable for him to enter the place where everyone was saying goodbye once because Seungho was strong.

“It's just a face. ”

“Yes, it will also be called a foreign event, and it would be nice to let you travel abroad for free. I have to go to work tomorrow and take pictures. ”

“You'll be very busy if they bother you.”

His father smiled and said as if he was afraid, but Seung-ho smiled at him.

“You won't be too busy attending events, not small events, but big events. I have a location, and they're calling me everywhere. ”

Seung-ho wanted to ease his parents' worries, even if everything later turned out to be a lie.

“Plus, I got a lot on the terms of my association. You'd be surprised to hear that. ”

Since there was also sexual intercourse, the request to protect the family's identity was accepted, of course, and the house was about to be rented out to the Association. However, I was afraid my parents would think it would be suspicious if I rented out my apartment after contracting the house.

“How many good conditions did the association put on your face so bright? ”

“I'll tell you the details when you come. Your mother will be sad if you hear all about it first. I'm dying of stubbornness, too. ”

Seung-ho waited for Mother, rubbing Father's shoulders until Mother came.

“What kind of rich person talks so honestly? ”

When Mother boiled ramen simply, she saw Seung-ho and Father kindly together, and pretended that there was a spring.

“I got a job at the association. I got a job as a model, but I like the conditions. Sit down here."

She almost frowned on the fact that she had a job at the association, but the word model made her face full of curiosity.

Mother, who placed the pot on the living room table, stared at Seungho's face and tilted her head.

“My son looked like a man, but I don't think he could model... even though his cub is pretty...”

“That's not it! Just because I work for an institution is a benefit for the institution! ”

Seung-ho was a little embarrassed by Mother's words, but he began to explain the conditions received by the association step by step.

“On the condition that I get into an association, basically, there will be occasions where I go to an association event, and then there will be work, and so basically there will be security for my family. It's not a security detail, so don't worry about it. The form of work is free except when called upon at the event, and the car is limited to local assets, but he said he would rent anything.... The most important salary is confidential. I'll tell you when I get in.”

There were actually a lot more.

There were conditions for Seung-ho's family to manage as best as possible to prevent the occurrence of gate outputs within the radius of their activities, and I was also confident that I would find the best person in the country to treat the sexual spirit and treatment. To tell you everything, I told you only the most obvious part because I thought you might feel suspicious.

“Oh my God... You give so much for modeling activities? ”

“You saw the news. Mother's son is amazing. Rather, it's for my face. It's for the Association. ”

In Seung-ho's shameful words, my father nodded and sent a sign of positivity.

“Of course... a man's ability is more than his looks."

“Father...”

“I'm joking. I don't look like I'd go anywhere ugly. That's enough for a man. ”

You say it like a joke, but it doesn't sound like a joke as you haven't had a relationship since you got back from the gate.