My Dad Is Too Strong

"Yi, Yi, Yi, Yi, Yi, 이건, 이건, ."

"That's great. Class F and C at once."

a roaring roar

The staff wrapped around Cha Ye-ji exclaimed admiration.

The Hunter ID card in her hand had the letter "C" in it.

The Hunter's rating match a few days ago.

There, Cha Ye-ji, who was diagnosed with stats grade D and had excellent grades in the C-grade crack field evaluation, received a C-grade Hunter's certificate from Hunter Management Bureau.

" "·······. I'm embarrassed."

Cha Ye-ji scratched her head and was shy.

Then, he glances at Dojun, who is writing the official document of 'Report on Hunter Rating'.

It was all by Dojun that he was able to be promoted to grade C.

To be honest, I felt like a dream even now.

'I thought I'd stay in grade F all my life.'

Kwon Hyuk-soo looked at Kang Chul-soo's complexion.

Obviously delighted, but the face was dark.

The reason was obvious.

"Mr. Cha Ye-ji Hunter."

"What?"

"Really,·····. Are you okay?"

"What?"

There was an Internet article on Kwon's monitor.

Icarus guild, rejected!

Kang Min-hyuk "Too Desirable Talent"

Hunter, Cha Ye-ji! Who is she?

After that day.

The fact that Kang Min-hyuk sent a love call to Cha Ye-ji was published in a big way on the Internet.

It was also a hot topic that a hunter of Class B or below entered the Icarus Guild, but the subject of Cha Ye-ji, a rank much lower than that, was a very good source of food for reporters.

"Icarus guild is one of the best guilds in Korea in name and reality. To be honest, if I were Cha Ye-ji, I would have gone into Icarus Guild without looking back. Of course, we also intend to provide both materially and morally support so as not to be disappointed. But the grades are too different. This is,·····. It's a genius opportunity."

When Kwon Hyuk-soo's words were over,

Cha Ye-ji grinned at Do-jun.

"You're gonna be better, aren't you, manager?"

"Of course, I will never regret it."

"That's enough for me."

wide open

The mouth of Kang Chul-soo was filled with laughter.

Then he clapped his hand on Dojun's shoulder and laughed wildly.

"Beef, let's have beef for dinner tonight!"

Kwon smiled at the scene.

The number of hunters in the crack management department totaled 17.

Among them, five are grade F, six are grade E, and three are D.

And with Cha Yeji's grade up, there are three C-levels.

"If I do well, maybe I can get at least one B-class crack management right. If there are three C-levels, I can try some."

Kwon Hyuk-soo muttered while looking at the data.

Currently, City Hall was not touching on cracks in Class B or higher.

I'm trying to manage it, but I don't have a Hunter who can manage that level of difficulty.

In fact, Silver, which is above Class B, was managed by Hunter Administration.

"But do you want the administration to hand it over? It's a centipede bowl."

"Let's put up an official letter of cooperation. We have no choice but to meet once and seek consultations."

"No thanks. Get off work early today, beef. Let's go get some beef. I'm shooting."

then

Dojun got up from his seat.

The party's eyes naturally turned to Do-joon.

"I will go to the Daehan Workshop with Cha Ye-ji for a while."

Korean Dortrune.

Located within the Hunter Management Bureau, it was the largest Hunter Equipment Store in Korea.

A place where you buy and sell suits, weapons, and other miscellaneous consumables that Hunters use as a necessity.

"Do-joon, I know you're ahead of yourself, but I don't have enough money to buy you equipment. It's already allocated to other hunters, and after drawing up an extra budget, ·····."."."."."

"That's fine. I'm not buying it, I'm taking it."

said Dojun with a smile.

* * *

There was a sector in the Korean workshop.

dealing with miscellaneous goods

Selling equipment of grade D or lower.

selling equipment of class C to B.

Selling equipment of Class A or higher.

District 1 was the most lively as most of the hunters were rated D or below.

Next was District 2, and finally, District 3 had almost no customers.

District 3 was a so-called "luxury goods hall," where ordinary hunters could not even step on, as the price of a suit alone was at least 5 billion won.

And

Do-joon and Cha Ye-ji were currently standing in the 'luxury' section.

After winning the bet against Kang Min-hyuk, it came only four days after he got a message saying his name in Zone 3 and taking what he liked among A-class suits.

"I'm Lee Do-joon of the Crack Management Department. I came here after being introduced by Kang Min-hyuk."

A thin young beauty's employee joins hands to greet Do-jun.

As if he already knew, the waiter smiled and guided him to the suit section.

Dojun and Cha Yeji followed her.

"······관리자님. You've been thinking insidious, haven't you?"

"If others hear it, they may misunderstand, so please stop joking around."

"Chi. That's why men can't come to their senses when they see pretty people."

Cha Ye-ji looked at Do-jun and said poutyly.

Dojun sighed.

Of course, the employee was a beauty, but she had no feelings.

pure Cha Ye-ji's illusion Besides, what does it matter if it really did or not?

"Take your time and call me if you need me. Well, have fun shopping."

When the waitress stepped down,

Cha Ye-ji, with her eyes shining.

I looked around the suits as if I was angry.

"Wow! Manager, manager! Look at this! It's a silver wing suit! Hey, I heard it's a great thing. It's made from the wings of a queen ant. Wow, ······."."

"You look good. Would you like this one?"

Cha Ye-ji shook her head and hung the silver wing suit back on the hanger.

Dojun didn't know.

Shopping with a woman.

It's very hard work.

* * *

Around 5 p.m.

Dojun was praising himself for following him around the same area five times already.

a seven-hour shopping spree

Of course, it included an hour's meal in the middle, but it was still a long one.

"As expected, I'll take this. Hehe."

After a long time of choosing, the choice and decision.

It was the first time I picked it up.

Dojun brooded on his despondency, wondering why he had been following him for seven hours.

But when I saw Cha Ye-ji jumping about and rejoicing, that thought disappeared like a lie to me.

'You like it, that's enough.'

Dojun went down to the first floor after leaving a text message to thank Kang.

Cha Ye-ji followed Do-jun around, holding a case containing a silver-wing suit in her arms, and not taking it apart.

'Hmm?

Then there was a sign in Dojun's eyes.

Inside the large wooden box with the signs, there was a mix of equipment.

Most of them are new but old and unsold carryovers of Class E or below.

Still, the price exceeded 1 million won at least, which was a large sum for Dojun, who received 3 million won in monthly salary.

'Not much, ····'

Moment

Dojun doubted his eyes.

among the jumble of equipment

I found a sword.

Swoosh.

with only the handle of the sword left, with the blade cut off.

He picks up a sword that is embarrassing to call it a sword.

Then I looked at the price tag tied to the handle.

50,000 won.

"······어째서."

under the command of the world

a heavenly sword

Is it here?

Shaking.

Dojun shook his hand.

"How come it's 50,000 won? How come it's 50,000 won?"

S grade.

No, SSS class.

If you don't have to grade it, yes.

Why are you being treated like this when you're stuck in a corner?

"······관리자님?"

Cha tilted her head as she looked at the hardened Dojun.

And he frowned at the sword that Dojun was holding, which had only a handle left.

"No, isn't that too much? How do you sell useless weapons for money?"

" "···뭐뭐뭐뭐??"

"Hiccup!"

At that moment, Cha Ye-ji almost stopped her heart.

boundless, cold-set eyes

It reminded me of the two letters of death, even though I just met eyes.

"Ah."

Dojun hurriedly collected the life he had exhaled without realizing it.

Cha Ye-ji, whose legs were relaxed, flopped down on the floor.

"Mi, I'm sorry."

"····꾹꾹딸딸.""

"Can you get up?"

Dojun reached out his hand.

a very kind face

Cha Ye-ji just doubted if what she saw was really Dojun.

"Come on, you must be mistaken, right?'

Thick.

Cha Ye-ji who gets up holding Do-jun's hand.

Raising Cha Ye-ji, Do-jun hurriedly looked around and called a clerk, like a warm-looking neighborhood uncle.

"Mr. President."

"Yes. Sir, are you looking for anything?"

"This one. Is it really 50,000 won?"

" "···하하하하하. That, that, that, ·····. It's a bit sorry. It came out as I searched the warehouse, but it's not for sale, is it?"

Dojun hurriedly took a 50,000 won note out of his wallet and handed it to the clerk.

"I'll buy it."

"Ek? Well, you're really buying something like that? They don't even pay for scrap metal."

"It's all right. I'm satisfied."

That's very.

* * *

Climbing the middle of a nearby mountain, Dojun looked down at the night view and smiled dejectedly.

Roll, roll, wake up, and open your eyes in the midfield, it is called heavenly horse, and everyone in the center was afraid.

The sword in the main seat is only 50,000 won."

How come there is a heavenly horse sword on Earth that should be sealed in the Chunma Goddess in the midfield?

Dojun operated the Chunma Simbeop, and injected the inner workings into the handle of the sword.

Then the sword begins to resonate.

At the same time, the surrounding air sank heavily, and the sky began to fluctuate.

It's like shit!

A pitch-dark sword appeared from the handle of the sword that Dojun was holding.

Every time the moon shone on the sword, the words flashed.

"쯧."

Dojun achieved the inner workings that he had been carrying on the sword.

Then the sword disappeared and returned to its original form, which had only a handle.

"Oh, right."

Because Seol Yoon-hee was worried about eating alone at home, Do-jun, who didn't go to dinner, glanced at his wristwatch. By now, he would have been waiting for himself after dinner.

Dojun's new model disappeared for a moment.

* * *

Breaking news: At around 19:20 today, a major crack was detected in the Umyeon Mountain area and disappeared. The crack wave figures were not measurable, and the estimated grade was S. The Hunter Management Bureau investigated the Umyeon Mountain area as soon as the emergency occurred, but found no abnormalities, and some responded that the crack detection equipment may have aged and caused errors.

Seol Yoon-hee, who was watching the news, was surprised.

"Oh, Father. Umyeon Mountain is near here!"

"It looks like a temporary crack like last time. Be careful for the time being."

"네·네네네네네네. I should do that. Take care of yourself, too."

Dojun tilted his head.

'That's odd. I was there at that time.' Why didn't I feel 느꼈··.'.'.'?'

Seol Yoon-hee looked at Do-joon's complexion.

"Father? You don't look well."

"Oh, nothing."

Dojun thought he should not take out the heavenly horse sword.