My Dad Is Too Strong

Smartphone

It was a very convenient thing.

With this, we could communicate with people far away.

It was possible to quickly access the news streets of the human world.

Kiriel, especially the state in which he is fond of watching news on portal sites.

All the Bechimos are alive......... 'I'm sorry to cause you worry.'

What happened during the two hours when the show was off?

"Behimos will never lose."

Who helped Behimos?

Dojun was drinking a glass in Hakase's cart bar.

When he returned from the third floor of the center, he decided to come back after dinner because it was past 9 p.m. Besides, I was originally going to eat out tonight.

Hakase made rolled omelet and fish cake soup.

"You're a good cook."

Do-jun picked up an egg roll and ate it and said with a smile.

Hakase scratched his head when he heard the compliment. In fact, Hakase sometimes learned to cook from Seol Yun-hee.

When I was told by Carthiel, "Little Master's is more delicious," I learned how to cook little by little whenever I had time.

"Today..."... "Thank you for your hard work."

Through an Internet article, Hakase was able to get a rough idea of what happened on the third floor of the center.

The enemy I saw in the video was the devil of Solomon, Kamigin. It was not the level that the earth people dared to deal with. The identity of his helper, identified by the author, Hunter Management Bureau, was clear with a very high probability.

Do-joon also noticed Hakase's intention to say, "Well done."

I shook my head and drank a glass of soju.

And Kiriel, who was watching Dojun like that.

Touching my chin, I began to think hard about something.

***

next day

Today as always.

Hakase opened the cart bar from 9 a.m. and was doing bungeoppang business.

Sweet red beans, custard cream, and pizza.

To cater to the demanding tastes of people around the world, they added a kind of fish-shaped buns inside.

The temperature in the morning is 24 degrees.

Now the full-fledged summer is over, and autumn is coming.

When the weather gets chilly, there will be more customers looking for bungeoppang.

Hakase begins to make a bungeoppang dough with a thin smile around his mouth.

No, he breathed a sigh and frowned.

"I can't help you, but what are you doing beside me?"

Kiriel leaves Hakase behind as he prepares for the business.

He stretched the sketchbook and crayons on the table and scratched something.

Where is the foolish face of Kiriel, who was usually picky, and Hakase tilted his head at the sight of Kiriel sketching every stitch with the face of his father-in-law.

"......what is it, this?"

it was assumed that...

It was as if a kindergartener had drawn it, and it was so crude.

Somehow, it must have been a character drawing, given the presence of eyes, nose, mouth and hair, hands and feet. Moreover, it was not just a figure, but about the strong men called the Simgye, the devil of Solomon and the transcendental seat, and the other kings.

"Hoo hoo."

Kiriel laughed.

"Last night, there was lightning in my head."

"Lightning?"

"It means an idea came to mind."

"......unstable."

It's a proverb that if you stay still, half will go.

Hakase was with Kiriel and was in a state of deep emotion.

"I had the idea of scoring a score on the earth's king."

score on Dojun

It was evident that it was quite a difficult task.

"How?"

"Yesterday, Behimos almost died by Kamigin. You saw it in the video, right?"

"Right."

"And the king of the earth went to help it."

"He's gone."

"The King of the Earth would be tired just to go to work and work, but he even went to help Behimos because he was in danger in the center. It must have been quite annoying."

"......Um."

"So I'm going to go to Bechimos' representative and explain the ranking of the world of psychology."

"What would you do if you explained?"

Kiriel shrugged.

***

Hunter's administration office, small council room.

The sword was now facing a man.

Mid-20s? No, a young American, estimated to be in his late 20s.

distinct features with an exotic appearance A man with a bow similar in size to his back came to see himself, introducing himself as "Kiriel."

I don't know how you got through Hunter's security, but the only thing for sure.

'I couldn't get a hold of myself.'

even though it was just around the corner

I didn't notice until the author, Kiriel, put his hand on his shoulder.

If it's the center, there's only one such figure on Earth, and in Korea.

Lee Kang-hyun guided him to a small meeting room where no one uses him, following Kiriel's words, "I want to talk to just two people."

'I'm afraid... Transcendental seat?'

When attacking the center.

Lee Kang-hyun, who sometimes watches 'postboards' when he takes a break.

Of course, I could see the presence of transcendence. A person who has gone through a tutorial like himself and has reached the heart of the world, starting from the first floor. Among them, only a small number of adventurers adapted to the harsh mind system, which they call "survivors" who survive.

He said that the supernova exists in the world of the heart, but how can you...….'

Lee Kang Hyun, who was looking into Kiriel's eyes.

He gulped down his saliva in the rising tension.

It was Kiriel who brought up the subject first in silence.

Kiriel unfolded a sketchbook.

[Heart Ranking]

"......what is this?"

"Don't you see it? It's the rank of the heart."

Why do you show this to yourself?

When a lot of thoughts are in my head like waves.

Kiriel opened the first page.

"......."

What a crude picture.

The first thing you see on the first page is.

It was the title of

And it says No. 1 on the Devil's Rankings.

a painting of a demon with a big horn and wings on its head...

Along with the arrow, [Bad Guy] is marked with a crooked letter.

In addition, when the pages were turned over, the demons' rankings continued in the order of second and third place.

"If you think it's dangerous in the future, call this body."

"Yes?"

"The king of the earth is busy. Don't bother him."

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

A chilling, cough-sucking Kiriel.

"For your information, this body's ranking is sixth on the throne. Well, it's too much to catch a great demon around Kamigin, but you can take your colleagues with you. Don't feel pressured because I can deal with myself below the eighth in the devil's ranking."

Lee Kang-hyun rolled his head.

A man named Kiriel identified himself as a transcendental seat.

And he called the king of the earth "he" and told him not to bother him.

Overall, it was highly likely that Kieriel was acquainted with Dojun and placed in a vertical relationship.

But why?

Wasn't Transcendence an enemy that threatened the Earth?

Why is the Transcendence on Earth?

My mind has become complicated.

"......Is there another transcendental seat on Earth other than you? Or the devil."

Kiriel shook his head.

"No. The old friend, the heavy machine, is in the heart, and the devil's children are all rubbish. If he had come to Earth, his body would have given him a true education."

"So you're the only one on Earth."

"There is a lizard instead."

"The lizard?"

"Dragon."

Lee Kang-hyun remained silent.

The fact that Dragon lives in Dojun's house.

But I never imagined there would be a transcendental seat. Moreover, the problem was the attitude of transcendence.

Kiriel seemed quite afraid of Dojun.

"What the hell is he...….'

Looking at the embarrassed Lee Kang-hyun, Kiriel smiled pleasedly.

Next time, assuming that Bechimos is in danger.

He'll run his way and save them.

Then he'll probably compliment Dojun.

I think I'll be able to sleep well tonight.

"......thank you. I'll keep that in mind."

Lee Kang-hyun covered the sketchbook.

"Oh, wait a minute."

Kiriel picked up the sketchbook.

And he tore 20 pages of portraits.

Only those 20 pages were handed over to Lee Kang-hyun.

***

For hours like that.

After you explain the ranking of the world of the mind.

Kiriel returned to Bangbae-dong with a light step.

I went into the cart bar and helped to take a picture of the fish-shaped bun before I got up.

"I'll be back in room 301."

"Why there?"

"You have to return this."

It was crayons and sketchbooks.

Recently, Byul's hobby was drawing.

Wherever you go, you always carry your sketchbook and crayons.

If there was a background that I liked, I drew it on the spot.

But today I stayed at home.

Because I lent the sketchbook and crayons to Kiriel.

So I was looking forward to Kiriel's return.

ding dong

The doorbell rings.

Byul jumped up and ran to the front door.

When I opened the door, I saw Kiriel holding crayons and sketchbooks in his hands.

The star's expression was in full bloom.

"Are you done?"

"Yes. Thank you."

by the way

Byul, who received the sketchbook and crayons, blinked her eyes.

The thick sketchbook became thin and had almost no inner paper.

The long crayons were shortened and blunt to the size of a finger.

"Gee, gong, wash up."

Like I can't believe it.

Byul's eyes grew bigger and bigger.

And to check for yourself, I opened the sketchbook.

However, there are only five chapters left.

"Hey, isn't it worth your while?"

Byul blinked her eyes, folded the sketchbook and opened it again.

And checking for extremely shortened crayons.

Tears of chicken poop began to drip down.

"Hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

At the moment, Kiriel realized that things were going strangely.

Soon, there was another flash of lightning in Kiriel's head.

After a long experience, there was something I learned something.

"Oh, can you count a grain of rice again?"

"Come on, wait! Let's go to the stationery store with this body!"

***

It's gone a lot lately.

Near Changshin Villa in Bangbae-dong, there was a stationery store inside an old apartment complex.

The stationery section was a place that sold school supplies and office supplies, but of course they also sold crayons and sketchbooks.

"Come on. Choose as much as you like."

"Jing Za?"

"Yes."

Byul smiled and looked at the crayons.

Then, the 12-color crayons he was using stood out.

"You go. That's what the rice man used to do!"

Kiriel, who was watching that scene.

placed next to a 12-color crayon

I caught a 48-color crayon.

"I'll buy you this."

And hold it in Byul's hand.

Four times as many as 12 colors, 48 colors!

Besides. It had a golden color!

"You roll."

"Why?"

"Middle me up."

Kiriel is laughing.

The sketchbook also held the big one.

"Hot! He, that's so cheap?"

"Don't worry, this body is rich."

Kiriel showed a crumpled 50,000 won bill in his pocket.

To receive in exchange for helping Hakase.

It was called, [a party].

Dinner time.

At this time of year, office workers who had finished their daily routine gathered for a drink. Hakase, who was slowly preparing for the evening business, could see Kiriel coming back.

"Have you returned it?"

"No."

"Then?"

"I bought him a new one."

"......Hooho. You're more sensible than you look."

I thought you were just stupid.

Hakase giggled.

"What was the wind and I bought you a new one?"

"There used to be lightning in my head."

"Lightening? Any other ideas?"

Kiriel shook his head.

"If I'd just let it go, it was 500 pages of a letter of self-reflection."