My Dad Is Too Strong

Crack Management Division, Seoul City Hall, Conference Room.

There were two men sitting face to face, drawing up a contract.

One was Kang Chul-soo, the head of the crack exploration division, and the other was a man named Yang Seung-ho, a B-class hunter who will be signing a new contract this time.

"Come on, then, stamp here...…."

steel-water with a ragged mouth

Anyone could tell he was in such a good mood.

Yang Seung-ho is said to be returning after two years, but he is a B-class hunter.

"Oh, yes..."

He was once in the Mezai guild.

Guild leader Han Dong-hyun accepted the proposal, "Why don't you work together at City Hall to prepare for your return?" and decided to make a contract and come here.

When I first heard the suggestion, I thought, "Is he crazy?"

They are very saddened by the fact that they do nothing but help them explore cracks a week at the earliest and once a month at the longest, and that ownership of monster by-products obtained by hunting may be better than wearing management because the city sells them on behalf of them.

Bam!

stamp a seal

The contract lasts three months.

Usually it was a year, but I didn't mean to work that long.

"Well, I look forward to working with you for three months. Hunter!"

"Yes."

Answer absentmindedly.

a public servant in front of one's eyes

He was trying both materially and morally to please himself.

Yang was so used to this scene.

What is the status of a Class B hunter in Korean society?

It's enough to crush a civil servant.

Cheek!

I opened a soda can from the vending machine.

Currently, Yang was on the rooftop of City Hall with Han Dong-hyun.

In the middle of summer, the heat wave was in full swing, and I was already sweating.

"Good choice. The contract hunter isn't as bad as I thought. Especially for someone like you who's coming back."

Han Dong-hyun murmured with cigarette smoke.

At first, I had no choice but to sign with City Hall under the direction of Hunter Management Director Chung Young-chul.

I thought it was not as bad as I thought because the annual salary came out according to the salary, the intensity of work was low, and the ownership of by-products was also attributed to Hunter himself.

"I am, but......... you're in the middle of your career. Besides, I heard the news. In February or so, he killed his boss in the swamp of Dark Ooger and came back safe and sound. It's quiet now, but you were a super star back then."

Han Dong-hyun was lost in thought, shaking cigarette ash into the ashtray.

It's a memory now, but it was really dizzying then.

If it weren't for Hunter with a mask called Kim Hyun-woo, he would have been wiped out.

"No, focus on your return. You said you'd come back to our guild."

"Yes. You'll take it, right?"

"What a sly bastard."

"Ha ha."

Tak

Thud thud thud thud thud.

Shake off the leftover cigarette and put it in the ashtray.

Han Dong-hyun took out a new cigarette, lit it up, and after blowing out smoke.

said, gulping down a cold can of coffee.

"I don't know anything else, but he's in charge."

"Director? Phew. Older brother. What do you mean "nim" when you two are together. Let's just call him a civil servant."

"......you know Director Chung Young-chul, right?"

Why are you suddenly talking about Hunter's management director?

If he didn't know the director of Hunter Management while hunting, he was simply a spy.

Chung Young-chul, similar to or more powerful than the president of a country.

Isn't it the pinnacle of Hunter's world with absolute power?

Korea's top S-class Hunters came and went at a word he said. It's moving.

"The director did. If you do something against Lee Do-joon's spirit, he will not let you go."

Poop!

Yang Seung-ho poured out the cider he was drinking.

"Oh, no. What the......... I wouldn't believe a passing dog. Isn't he the one who was sitting at the end of the crack investigation? The director is looking after a low-level official. Is this it?"

"I'm not looking back, dude. What is it... ...a little higher....... Should I say it's a feeling? Anyway! Be careful not to make him feel uncomfortable. He won't touch you as long as you're careful. He's very rational."

".........."

then

Ji-ying.

Yang Seung-ho's cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

Are you Yang Seung-ho Hunter?

"Yes, but who are you?"

Oh, I'm Lee Do-joon, the crack inspector. I have something to tell you, so could you come to the office for a moment?

"I'm talking to Han Dong-hyun."

Then please come when you're done talking.

"Yes, yes."

Ttuk.

Yang hung up and put his smartphone in his pocket.

"Who is it?"

"That's Dojun. Come to the office."

"......what are you doing? Don't run away?"

"I'm talking to you, so I said I'd go when I'm done."

Han Dong Hyun seems to be unable to live.

He swept his face down with his hands.

"......Ryeo."

"Yes?"

"Hurry down!"

"Oh, no. What the hell is he...…."

Yang Seung-ho realized that Han Dong-hyun is truly angry.

Not a little embarrassed, he bowed his head and ran to the emergency steps.

Han Dong-hyun, who is left alone on the rooftop, last time, during the season.

I recalled the S-class hunters listening to Do-joon in a tight posture in the conference room.

"... ...I want to know, too."

Who you really are.

***

Boom!

Crack Management's office door opened roughly.

Yang Seung-ho breathed heavily and bounced in front of Do-jun.

He had no time to wait for the elevator, so he came down the emergency stairs.

Do-jun smiled and said, looking at Yang Seung-ho, who was taking a breath.

"You must have finished early."

"Ah.......yeah......... Bba, it's over quickly."

"You're sweating a lot. Would you like a cup of cold tea?"

"Gwae, it's all right."

"Well. Let's get into the conference room first. It's going to take a little longer."

Dojun woke up with a notebook and a space tab.

"I heard you have a personal acquaintance with Hunter Han Dong-hyun. Two years ago, he was part of the same guild.…."

"That's right."

Yang Seung-ho was slightly.

It's because Han Dong-hyun was intimidated.

This is because Do-joon seemed to have a sense of intimidation without knowing why he was facing each other one-on-one-on-one. As if facing a huge mountain, I felt like I was getting smaller.

"He's retiring for two years because of his injury, and then coming back."

"......yeah. Rehabilitation was over three months ago."

"Can you put it in the field? Assuming, for example, you go to a B-class rift, can you fight without difficulty?"

"I'm fine now."

Dojun knows the identity of the new hunter.

I checked if there were any difficulties in carrying out the work.

Even if it was a short contract period of three months, Yang Seung-ho in front of him was also required to go through the procedure, as he had to work as sure as the money was paid.

Swoosh.

Give Yang Seung-ho the information file of the new class C crack at Oksu Station.

"This one?"

"It's a crack I'm going to explore with me tomorrow. It's not open to the public yet, and it's under control."

"......tomorrow?"

"Do you have any other plans?"

"He, not really."

It's sudden.

As soon as I signed the contract, it happened the next day.

Isn't it a little different from what Han Dong-hyun said?

But there was no reason to say that I would not do it here.

Besides, this was probably an opportunity. He came here to prepare for his return to Hunter's society.

"Well, by the way...Officer in Charge."

"Yes. Go ahead."

Swoosh.

Yang Seung-ho looks at the calendar hanging on the wall.

"Tomorrow is the weekend."

Dojun, smiling brightly.

"Weekly pay is 1.5 times higher."

answered.

***

The next morning, eight o'clock.

Yang Seung-ho has been at the Oksu station since early morning.

He looked at the suitcase he touched after nearly two years.

Unlike the recent model, the size of the case was very thick and rough.

It was a B-class suit made from the outer skin of Iron Scorpion, which once roamed the battlefield with him.

Actually the appointment was 8:30, but he was out 30 minutes early.

'Whoa, I'm nervous.'

It's called a class C crack.

Anyway, the first battle in two years.

I'm sure your skills have been rusty.

Yang grabbed his senses by slapping both cheeks with his hands.

"You came early. Yang Seung Ho Hunter."

"Uh, aargh!"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, and Yang Seung-ho, startled, jerked his head back and confirmed his identity.

The identity of his voice was none other than Dojun.

"Is that Hunter's suit?"

A model of PPR, which was popular two years ago.

It's not sold out now, but at that time everyone used this type.

Of course, that doesn't mean that the PPR type is bad.

It's just a trend in suits.

"Yes."

Push-yee-yay-yay-yak!

Yang Seung Ho took out a red ball as big as a billiard ball in the case.

It was placed on the chest, and the beads soon spread out and wrapped the entire body of Yang Seung-ho.

Confirmed Mana Gunn and Combat Aid Artifacts on the Combat Belt.

And

'Is it a simeter?

a curving degree

be wrapped in bandages for safety reasons

"Well, shall we go in?"

Dojun took out the space tab.

Yang Seung Ho, who was standing in front of the entrance of the crack.

After swallowing, it went into a crack that had been identified as Class C.

But then.

There was a gentle crack and a strong wave.

Soon, the color of the crack began to change from moment to moment and glow brilliantly.

And after a while.

Yay yay!

I can hear the siren.

***

a sudden outburst

According to observations, the cracks in the corn station were only about a C level until a minute ago. But in just one minute, the figure has gone up like crazy and stopped at 7,900.

Upon receiving a call from the Hunter Management Office's Crack Control Situation Room, Chung hurriedly ordered S-level hunters to convene. If the Boss Monster existed, it had to enter the crack before the breakout took place.

7,900 is the highest figure ever.'

Last time, the level of S-class cracks that appeared on Mount Umyeon was 4,800.

According to the testimony of S-class Hunters, Boss Monster would never have been able to catch it by himself.

Jung Young-chul clenched his fist.

Then I called Dojun.

Please accept it at once.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is the crack control situation room at Hunter's office. As the observation of class S cracking in the Oksu station is confirmed, a crack alert is issued after the present time. If you hear this alarm, stop what you're doing right away...….]

Evacuation announcements are coming out of the speakers.

Woo-woong.

Dojun took his smartphone out of his pocket and identified the caller.

A call from Jung Young-chul.

The reason for the call was so clear.

Sir, I'm sorry from early in the morning, but I took the liberty of calling you because I thought the situation was too urgent. There was a major crack in the corn station with a wave figure of 7,900. Of course, the grade is S grade, and we've ordered S level Hunters to convene.

Over the phone.

Chung Young-chul's calm words were heard.

No, if you listen closely, your voice was shaking.

"You don't have to call me."

What?

Dojun added a horse.

"Because alone is enough."