My Dad Is Too Strong

An education center located on the fourth floor of the Hunter Administration Bureau.

In front of the lecture room, an X-banner was placed side by side with the desk.

Dojun finds his name on the attendance list on the desk and signs it.

I entered the lecture room with my assigned name tag around my neck.

As the number of crack management or general public officials gathered from all over the country, the number of seats in the lecture room exceeded 300, and 300 seats were already full.

'Empty seats.'

There was not a single seat left in the back.

The front seats were naturally sparsely empty, as many officials came thoughtlessly to fill the training sessions for promotion.

Dojun was forced to sit in the center of the front seat.

The most avoided by students, the most conspicuous position for the instructor.

It was then.

Pull up.

A woman in her mid to late 20s sat next to Do-joon.

Although it was still chilly in spring because people were packed like bean sprouts, the hot heat caused the woman to stir her hands and fan it.

And I look at Dojun without realizing it.

'You've got some.

Lee Min-hee, a woman, had no choice but to sit in the first row.

Although he wasn't completely handsome, I was able to enjoy his handsome looks, broad shoulders, and a strong physique.

'Why would a man like this be a civil servant? You could be an actor.'

Lee Min-hee checked Do-jun's name tag on his neck.

The phrase "Seoul Metropolitan Government" is written with the student number No. 73.

She decided to take a horse at least once.

"Hello, I guess you're from Seoul."

Swoosh.

Dojun nodded as he looked at Lee Min-hee smiling at him.

"Yes. That's right."

"What's your name?"

"My name is Do-jun."

"What?"

Lee Min-hee looked surprised.

The news did not reveal the full name because of the Personal Information Protection Act.

A name that everyone knows.

"Ho, did you happen to be in charge of the hunters in the Great Crack of Umyeon Mountain?…"

Maybe it was because of his loud voice.

The chatters stopped talking.

momentary silence

And his eyes turned to this side.

Dojun couldn't close his forehead and kicked his tongue.

"Ma, is that right?"

Lee Min-hee confirms again.

Dojun nodded.

And began to roar here and there.

More than half the people gathered here are crack management officials.

To them, Lee Do-joon's presence was a real quagmire.

He wouldn't be either.

To crack management officials who have always stooped to hunters.

The legend has it that a low-level civil servant became the commander-in-chief of the Hunters in the crack and the S-class rift, and survived without a single casualty.

"Well, I'm a fan!"

Lee Min-hee twinkled her eyes, holding Do-jun's hands with both hands.

"......yes?"

"I don't know how much my heart beat when I saw the article. Do you know that we're super stars?"

Dojun looked around.

Those who stood up were buzzing, pointing this way.

He's the commander-in-chief.

You said you were in charge of the S-class Crack Torture Operation Team.….

You said you didn't participate in the boss game, but you didn't kill one person before that. Isn't that a drama?

then

Someone came up to the platform.

I tapped the microphone and tested the sound.

"Ah. Mike test. Can you hear me well? Everyone, please take your seats."

When the instructor called attention, the students' voices died down.

"Hello. I'm Assistant Manager Cha Jin-woo of Hunter Management Office Crack Analysis Team 2, who is in charge of the first class today. Nice to meet you."

Acting manager Cha Jin-woo, who had neat hair, bowed his head as he grabbed the microphone.

The trainees applauded lightly and as Cha touched the remote control, lights were fired from the beam project and PPT was displayed on the screen behind it.

"I'm sleepy just by looking sleepy."

Lee Min-hee murmured her smartphone out.

A regular study class to fill the minimum training time for promotion.

Most of the officials would do something else, doze off, or just check attendance and run away.

It was no exception for Lee Min-hee.

"Yes, Lord...…"

Lee Min-hee smiled and turned her head toward Do-joon.

Dojun was taking notes with his notebook taken out of the desk on his armrest.

"......injection?"

"What?"

"Oh, no. You just took notes, so I think you're really working on it."

"I'm not very smart, so I don't think I'll remember everything if I don't take notes. I'm still inexperienced in my work because I'm back in the hospital."

Dojun wrote down what Assistant Manager Cha Jin-woo said.

Lee Min-hee laughed when she heard that her work was immature.

Beep.

The PPT's screen went to the next.

The scene you can see on the screen was the main screen of the Crack Management System.

Assistant manager Cha Jin-woo said while touring the trainees.

"There's a lot of crack management here, so most of you know. It's a crack management system that allows you to manage each crack systematically by entering its grade and internal information. Our management department began to develop it in July 2016...…"

Assistant manager Cha Jin-woo explained.

And about 20 minutes have passed.

Cha Jin-woo bent down and took something out of the platform and placed it on the platform.

It was a space tab distributed one by one to crack management officials.

"You seem to be bored a lot. So I prepared this. There is a crack management system app here, and each local government manages at least three cracks. Is there anyone who's gathered here who can briefly explain the cracks that are being managed by our city or district? I'll give you a small amount of product if you present it."

Thick.

Cha Jin-woo took out a box wrapped in wrapping paper on the platform.

The box was covered with question marks.

"The product is an unidentified artifact."

an unidentified artifact

It was a circular sphere that you could sometimes acquire if you caught a monster.

If you inject more than a certain number of mana into this.

[Do you want to open the Artifact?] When you open it, it's rated F out of weapons, armor, accessories, and consumables.Artifacts of various grades up to grade S will be random.

However, most of the problems were "failures" and "failures" were rated F at best.

When the message "failed" appeared, I had to go straight to the trash can with an artifact I couldn't use came out.

It was sold at every workshop in the country and was priced at around 50,000 won.

"Anyone who wants to present?"

But

The reaction was mostly cold.

The reason was simple.

I wasn't interested in the class in the first place, and I felt burdened to give a presentation.

Since few civil servants had Mana, Cha Jin-woo's unidentified artifact was Gyeruk to them.

then

Dojun raised his hand gently.

Cha Jin-woo's face brightened.

"Please come up and introduce yourself first."

Do-joon, who climbed up the platform, handed over a microphone to Cha Jin-woo.

Dojun slightly lowered his head towards the audience.

"Hello. I'm Dojun Lee of the crack management department in Seoul City Hall."

Moment

"Wow!"

There was a shout from the audience.

Do-joon coughed in embarrassment.

Cha Jin-woo also seemed to befuddled.

The guy, who was the talk of the town at Hunter's office, was right in front of me.

"Well, then. Officer in charge? I have the app on, so please take a look at it and select one of the cracks that the Seoul Metropolitan Government is managing and explain it to us. Tell us how you wrote it."

"Yes, sir."

Dojun, who received the space tab.

We looked at the list of cracks under management by the Seoul Metropolitan Government.

And chose one crack.

[View cracks in 002 Myeongil-dong, Gangdong-gu, Seoul.]

after Dojun returned to earth

Class F crack that first went.

The screen shown on the Space tab was automatically displayed on the screen.

Dojun spoke with his microphone in his mouth.

"This is the first crack I've ever had since I returned to work. The grade is F, and Cha Ye-ji, who signed a contract with our department, went into the crack with Hunter. As you know, the priority for our civil servants is mapping, from the entrance to the crack...…"

In the middle of talking.

Cha Jin-woo stepped in.

"Wait a minute. Are you saying you went in yourself?"

"Yes. What's wrong?"

Crack management guidelines clearly indicated that 'public officials acquire information on cracks with Hunter,' but the situation was not so. Most of them were left to contract hunters, and based on photos and documents submitted by hunters after they finished exploring the cracks, the official drew up the crack information.

The reason was simple.

Because it's dangerous.

Therefore, the audit was not pointed out in that part.

No, I didn't.

Like an implicit rule.

"Isn't it dangerous? I honestly don't understand that you're in charge of class S. Hunters don't know, but ordinary people like us would die instantly."

"That's right. It's dangerous. That's why I'm going in there myself."

"What?"

People put on expressions of incomprehensible.

It's dangerous, so let's go in more directly.

That was a contradiction in a way.

"The cracks that we create and manage are posted on the website of each local government or on the website of the Hunter Administration Bureau. Hunters then compare and analyze the information on each of the cracks and find the right place for them."

Tuk tuk.

Dojun touched the space tab to show maps and photos of the 002 crack in Myeongil-dong, Gangdong-gu, Seoul, at 12 o'clock.

"These information, Hunters accept it without any filtering. It's from the government office. Most people think there's no problem, it's accurate information. And then you get to know this data, and then you go into the crack."

People gulped down their saliva.

Cracks managed by most local governments are rated C or below.

And the majority of Hunter's grades were below C.

In other words, most hunters hunt in cracks managed by government offices.

"Of course what we do is dangerous. So it's a very reluctant thing to do. You never know when you're going to die. That's why I go into the cracks, look into them with my own eyes, and make data. I've seen dozens, hundreds, thousands of hunters who have seen the data I've made so they can hunt safely in the cracks."

With his smartphone in one hand, Dojun turned to Lee Min-hee, who looked blankly at him.

"I'm always nervous and doing my best."

* * *

That night.

After dinner with Cha Ye-ji, Do-jun did not return home until nearly 9 p.m.

The training was completed at 4 p.m., but was late to have dinner at City Hall Station in Seoul, waiting for Cha's "special promotion" screening.

Is Cha Ye-ji a Class B hunter now?'

Cha Ye-ji, who was an F-level hunter until two months ago.

Watching her rise to the rank of B-hunter in just two months.

I was happy because I felt like a father watching his growing child.

It was then.

The bathroom door burst open.

Yong-yong runs out in a fright.

Argh! What does this taste like?

And Seol Yoon-hee, wearing a swimsuit, followed with a toothbrush in one hand.

"Stay still....... Oh, Father!"

Yong-yong hides behind Do-jun.

Dojun looked at Yong-yong's mouth full of toothpaste foam.

"Dark, Master. Save me."

"Are you brushing your teeth?"

Flushed Seol Yoon-hee nodded cautiously.

Dojun grabbed Yong-yong's head and lifted it.

Then I took it to the shower room.

Flip.

Throwed inside.

Yong-yong looks at Do-jun blankly.

Lord, Master...…?

Dojun saw Karsiel shivering beside Yong-yong.

Carthiel also seemed afraid of brushing his teeth.

"Give it to me."

Dojun reached out his hand to Seol Yoonhee.

"Oh, no. I can do it."

"You're taking a break."

"But..."

"I have to wash up anyway, so you can also brush their teeth."

Dojun who got a toothbrush.

I went into the shower and closed the door.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

After a while.

I heard Yong-yong's scream.

* * *

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh."

Yong-yong was lying on the sofa, shedding tears and snots.

Next to him, Carthiel was soothing Yong-yong.

I've searched the Internet and found that if you don't brush your teeth, cavities in your mouth break down the sugar left in your mouth and release lactic acid, which can damage the enamel of your teeth, causing cavities...….

"I've had a good life without that. Black, black, blue.'

Looking at that.

Dojun sighed.

"You don't take toothpaste. It's because you keep swallowing it."

"You swallow everything that comes into your mouth." Black, black, blue.'

"... ...is a brag."

Thick.

Seol Yoon-hee put the peeled apple on the table in front of the sofa.

I said looking at the box wrapped in a package with a question mark on it.

"This is an unidentified artifact, isn't it?""

"Yes. I went to education today and got it as a prize."

"I heard it's almost a bummer. Actually, I've done it a few times. You want to open it?"

Dojun nods.

He picked up an unidentified artifact.