My Dad Is Too Strong

There was a silence.

The scene I saw through the emergency cam of Hunter Yumira inside the situation room of Hunter Management Bureau.

How many times has it been played?

"······다시 돌려봐."

The image is played from the point where the recording begins.

Jung Young-chul beckoned.

"Pull back a little. Ever since the ooggers appeared."

Geeing.

The video was played at triple speed.

And it wasn't until the scene of dozens of dark ooggers, led by the monarch, Ougar, that it began to go at a one-fold pace.

They're here! Everybody get it together!

···게게게저, Lord Ouger.

Be careful not to fit!

"Play slow from here."

The screen plays 0.5 times faster.

And Jung Young-chul leaned forward and began to focus on the video.

Hunter, wearing a casual white mask, picked up a branch and drew a large circle around the trio of Mezai Guild.

Paaaaah!

A translucent blue membrane enveloped them.

Don't get out of there.

The mask hunter took a sword out of his arms.

No, it's a sword.

A broken sword, less than 20 centimeters away.

The only thing that was intact was a sloppy sword with only a handle.

It's like shit!

The light flashed from the sword,

A pitch-black sword stretched out.

Kugugugung!

a frantic crack

A strong shock that can also be felt beyond the screen.

Hunters in the Mezai guild lost their senses and began to grab their heads or doze in vain.

There's a lot of noise!

And there the video was cut off.

Jung Young-chul lay back on his back, with an incredible look on his face.

I closed my eyes and drew a scene that was played in the video in my head.

"What's his name?""

The aide answered immediately.

"My name is Kim Hyun-woo."

"What is the information?

" "··게게게게게게."

"Don't hold back and tell me quickly."

The aide scratched his head as if he were in trouble.

Then he gulped and opened his mouth.

"I don't have any information."

"What?"

"The resident registration number, address, and other information are all false. The date registered as Hunter is also 9999/999."

Jung Young-chul's forehead had an sh자가 on it.

"Is there any witness? It must have come out of the crack. Has anyone seen a guy in a hoodie, jeans, and a mask? I heard you sent Kang Min-hyuk and Han Min-ji there. I'm sure they saw it."

"······아무도 나오는 걸 보지 못 했다고 합니다."

replied the aide, sweating profusely.

Soon, Jung Young-chul will yell at you and tell you to find it no matter what.

I thought so.

"Fuck. That's enough."

"Yes?"

The video was cut off in the middle, but anyone could guess who killed the A-class boss monster, Ouger, if they had any idea. The problem was his identity.

The reason you wore the mask was to hide your identity.'

The point is.

It was a question of why on earth he hid his identity.

'It's a skill, not to mention an S-level or something.'

a sword containing mana ()

The shield that hit the Mezai guilders must have been the application of alcohol.

But Hunter, who can be specified with only those two pieces of information, was not among the S-classes he knew.

Swoosh.

Jung Young-chul rose from his seat.

"If he's that good, he'll be on the surface sooner or later. Let's wait until then."

"I'll continue to investigate for now."

"Oh, and if there's anyone who's got a new S grade in the Hunter's rating, submit the list to me."

"Yes. I see."

* * *

After returning home, Dojun put his hoodie and jeans on the laundry net and changed his clothes immediately. Seol Yun-hui did not see if she had been out for a while, and after putting the mask in the desk drawer, she caught the monarch Ouger and placed the mana stone on her desk.

Woo-woong.

A mana condensed from a mana the size of a palm was felt.

about ten years' worth of internal work in terms of internal work

Dojun divided the mana stone into ten equal parts.

If they sold it to the Korea Workshop as it was, they could have raised suspicions.

Swoosh.

Dojun agonized over the Hunter ID card in his palm.

'Shall we destroy it.'

It was right to destroy if you thought about the future.

It's best not to do anything to get a tail.

However, Dojun shook his head and put his Hunter ID card in the drawer.

'There's nothing left.'

Just in case.

There may be a need next time.

If the card is destroyed, the government had to use a civil servant's card to enter the crack.

The identity of Kim Hyun-woo, who was registered in the Saeol administration system, is fake.

Of course, Hunter's office could have caught its tail if it tracked it down, but it was then something to think about.

Thick.

Closing the door and leaving the room, Do-jun took out a corrugated bag hidden between the small bookshelves next to the mattress where Seol Yoon-hee sleeps.

And looked alternately at the entrance notice.

'50 million won.'

Dojun packed a piece of Mana Stone that was divided into 10 pieces.

I don't know how much I can sell it, but I thought I could get at least tens of millions of won, given that the average price of a mana stone from an A-class monster was 200 million won.

* * *

After arriving at the Korea Workshop by subway, Dojun immediately entered District 1.

A place where there is a general merchandise store that deals with various miscellaneous goods or potions for Hunters to use.

They also bought monster's body and mana stone.

Sir 48, please come to window 3.

Even though it was Saturday, it was crowded with people trying to sell monster carcasses or mana stones.

Most of them were guild managers, who were acting as surrogates for the bodies, mana stones of monsters hunted by hunters.

In the case of Dojun, he did not belong to the guild, so he had to sell it directly.

"Welcome. You've checked that the only item you want to sell is Mana Stone. You can write down the date, time, and rough grade of Mana Stone."

"Can't you sell it right now? I'm in a hurry."

"You want to make a quick sale. If you do so, it's difficult to make accurate feelings, and you need to pay 10 percent of the Mana Stone sales as a commission, is that okay?"

Nod.

"Are you holding a mana stone now?"

"Yes. Here you are."

The staff accepted the mana stone given by Dojun.

The employee sighed inward, looking at the small mana stone, about a finger.

Usually, for those who came alone to sell a mana stone, most of them were F-class hunters who had just begun hunting in cracks.

'And it's the size of a typical F-grade Mana stone.'

In the case of grade F mana stones, there are differences depending on the level of mana, but they usually cost 40,000 won to 60,000 won.

Assuming an average of 50,000 won, if the fee is deducted, the share to Hunter is only 45,000 won.

The staff placed the mana stone on top of a machine that measures the concentration of mana stones.

The level of mana displayed on the machine goes up little by little.

And as time went by, the staff's mouth grew bigger and bigger.

It was because the amount of mana contained in Mana Stone, which was considered insignificant, was comparable to that of Class A.

No, it was a little more than the A-level average.

"Da, I'll measure it again. I'm sorry."

"Is there a problem?"

"Not really, 아닌데······. The machine must have an error."

But we measure it again.

The results were the same when measured again, however, the results were the same.

The staff tried the measuring instrument at the next window, but it was the same.

with a dash

The employee who was knocking on the calculator showed Dojun the number.

27,850,000.

"Is it 27 million won?"

Dojun regretted that he would have brought two pieces of mana stone, not one.

But the employee's next remark was also a little shocking to Do-joon.

"What I showed you is a fee to pay. And the amount you will receive is 250,650,000 won excluding the fee."

* * *

Tuk tuk.

Nice to meet you, Dojun Lee.

The current balance is 251,400,190 won.

Looking at the balance checked through the bank application, Dojun looked at nine pieces of mana stone rolling in his desk drawer. I could get my hands on more than two billion won if I sold all these mana stones. But I didn't mean to.

an iron fist

I heard the door open.

Dojun closed the desk drawer again and left the room.

If you look at the front door, Seol Yoon-hee was shopping at the mart, or she was putting down an envelope containing food ingredients.

"Is your father here? Thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you. It must have been heavy. Good work."

"Hehe. No."

Dojun picked up the envelope and put it back on the table.

"Thank you."

At that time, Seol Yoon-hee's eyes came with a square bag on the table.

Then he looked at Dojun in surprise.

Dojun sighed at such Seol Yun-hui's response.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Have you seen it?"

Seol Yun-hee's face darkened.

It's a good word. Father and daughter.

It's just a contract.

He was a perfect stranger, with no blood in his veins.

You can never ask someone to lend you 50 million won or just ask for it.

"I thought you'd hate it. I'm really grateful for letting you live here, ···."."."."

"I hate you?"

"He, but, ·······. 50 million won all of a sudden? I didn't want to put any more pressure on you, ·····."."

"Right. 50 million won is definitely a burden to me. Besides, it's not even in the terms of the contract."

In Dojun's words.

Seol Yoon-hee bit her lips tightly and nodded her head thinly.

Dojun's reaction was natural. It's a contractual relationship anyway.

"I'll have to add it'"

"What?"

Dojun took out the contract and spread it on the table.

Seol Yun-hee was staring at Do-jun with her eyes glaring.

8. A shall pay all expenses for B's studies.

Dojun signed above the additional provisions of the contract.

And gave out the contract to Seol Yoon-hee.

"You sign, too."

"네·네네네네네?"

Seol looked alternately at the contract and Dojun.

"However,·····. This, 이건·····."."

"I'll wait until I sign it. I'm hungry, so I want you to hurry up."

Dojun smiled and said,

Tears flowed out of Seol Yoon-hee's eyes unknowingly due to her kindness.

"Daddy, I'm hungry, so sign it quickly."

I always thought.

I wish I had a reliable father.

When I was young, I envied the children whose father was coming to meet me while going to kindergarten.

His mother often yelled at him for his father's departure, and Do-joon's brother, who brought him as a boyfriend, beat his mother and himself every day for alcoholism.

"You're a very handy daughter."

Dojun raises Seol Yoon-hee up.

Put your hand on her hand and let her hold the pen.

Seol Yun-hee was forced to write three letters of her name.

"Dad, ······. Dad, ·····."."

Seol Yun-hee burst into tears, hugging Do-jun.

The pent-up sorrow exploded all at once.

Dojun patted Seol on the back and stroked his head.

Has a minute passed in that state?

When Do-jun tried to take Seol Yoon-hee off, she hung on even more.

"······조금 만 더 응석부리게 해주세요."

Do-jun smiled and muttered at the remark.

"Yes."