The S-Classes That I Raised

[The dungeon influenced by the memories of the world's fragments and attackers! We are currently checking for errors and encourage caution!

Dungeon Reference Book - Christmas Carol (Charles Dickens)]

Dungeon. Han Yoohyun chewed the system message. Fragments of the world and the memories of the attackers were affected. And...

‘… Christmas Carol. ’

It was a book my brother used to read me when I was a kid. The protagonist Scrooge sees the past, present and future on Christmas Eve. Han Yoohyun's gaze turned towards Han Yoo-jin.

Is that the future brother Dungeon invented? ’

both the future and the past. Han Yoo-jin before regression, to be exact. Yoohyun's eyebrows frowned. Then why, where his brother is, is a studio I've never seen before. It was neither a home within the Hae Yeon Guild nor a thorough security measure. Beyond the half-drawn window, there was no safety equipment other than an old iron railing. The window and railing seemed ordinary.

Most of all, it was too small and insignificant. Not even a couch was seen in a small living room. Seated table on TV, collapsible mattress, all of it. I couldn't even compare it to my current home. It looked like less than half of Yoohyun's bedroom.

“… you. ”

At that time, Han Eugene opened his mouth. The dry voice also leaked through the dry lips.

“Why don't you even smile? ”

“… What? ”

“Ruthless bastard. Showed up out of the blue when I was younger, but I had hallucinations. Long hair, clothes, Chinese clothes. ”

Han Yoo-jin clenched his hands and repeated. I looked nervous.

“I'm not drunk... I haven't had a drink lately. ”

“Booze? What are you talking about? ”

That's not real. Even though he thought he had to go find the real one, Han Yoohyun couldn't take his eyes off Han Yoo-jin. I looked at my familiar, unfamiliar brother, touching the smooth back of my hand.

“I didn't drink it. But this time, I don't want to get drunk. But sometimes it's a little younger. Before you leave the house. But what is it... I think I caught something weird. I've been in the dungeon for days. ”

“You went to the dungeon? Who else!”

Han Yoohyun inadvertently shouted. The inside of my chest is strange and small. He's not my brother. I'm sure he's not, but I keep feeling real. Han Yoo-jin smiled silently.

“Just a few hunters, nothing happened. I'm not avoiding you. ”

“There's nothing to avoid. ”

“Come on, just do it. ”

Han Eugene said, spreading his dry lips.

“Just, can't you smile for once? I haven't seen Yoohyun smile at all since you last laughed. Is it because I forgot, that I can't even come out as a visitor? It's not... ”

“Why……. ”

Why so much? Han Yoohyun swallowed a horse. Let's not get ahead of ourselves. There was no reason to linger here. Han Yoohyun stepped back. When Han Eugene saw it, he was embarrassed and stood up on the wall.

“Now, wait a minute. Why are you trying to disappear already? Hey, just a little more where that came from. It's not too late for midnight, so I'm gonna go out and get some cake. ”

Han Eugene's gaze turned out the window. It was before sunset.

“It's a little bright.... ”

Han Yoo-jin took a step and headed to the sticking page. One leg was clearly limping. Han Yoohyun's expression that saw it darkened. I'm not my brother.But to say no... was too much like my brother.

It's not just the appearance. I couldn't have mistaken this feeling. Perhaps the memories of the attackers, his brother, have affected him. If he's actually a real brother swallowed up by memories of his past or a dungeon monster swallowed up a piece of his memory.

“I'll be back soon, so don't go anywhere. ”

Han Yoo-jin, who took out the black padding on Juju Island, smiled bitterly.

“Me too... ”

I don't know what you're doing. I looked back at Han Yoo-jin, who was standing helplessly muttering. The tip of my lips went up and smiled small again.

“Just a minute, Yoohyun. It's been a long time since I've said this. ”

When people see you, they say you're crazy. But there's no one here. Han Yoohyun, you're a bad boy. No, we don't have to say this today and tomorrow. Han Yoo-jin muttered, wearing padding and looking for his wallet. While trying to go to the front door, I stopped when I saw Yoohyun standing in front of me. I couldn't go any further if I touched it.

“Step aside, please. You want to sit over there? By the way, you're not even taking off your shoes. No matter how delusional it is, it's in the house. ”

Han Yoohyun looked at Han Yoo-jin's face. His eye height was slightly higher than it is now. My skin also looked rougher. It reminded me of Park Ye-rim who was chasing me to give me a pack and Han Yoo-jin who was obsessed with me. It wasn't you, but it was you.

The whole body senses were shouting that the existence in front of the eyes must be Han Eugene.

In a complicated head, Han Yoohyun chose what to prioritize. This is a dungeon, and the brother in front of him is Class F. There was no grace.

“No. ”

“What?"

“You can't go out there alone. And your legs, they're not fine. ”

This dungeon seemed dangerous even if it was Class F. I frowned a little as if Han Yoo-jin was saying something.

“Hey, I've been living alone for years. Don't tell me not to go out there alone. It must be strange for the visions to sound normal. Please don't just disappear. ”

Then, Han Yoohyun grabbed Han Yoohyun's arm, trying to avoid him somehow. At the same time, Han Eugene's body stiffened.

“I said no. Come with me if you want to go. ”

“What the... ”

Han Yoo-jin's eyes shook. The hand holding my arm was so clear. I never thought it was a fiction. Even when I pulled it out, Yoohyun's hand didn't budge. It's not a fiction. It's a real human being. Han Yoo-jin's expression suddenly became ferocious. My eyes were sharp.

“Who are you? ”

“Brother.”

“Who the fuck are you? What are you going to do when you show up like Han Yoohyun? ”

Suddenly, Yoohyun Han, who was starting to struggle, was embarrassed and pulled up and held him like he was holding his arms.

“Calm down, brother! ”

“Get off me! You crazy bastard! It's fun to play with people! Shit, there's even jokes! ”

Han Yoohyun was walking around with Han Yoo-jin in his arms. I didn't know what to do. I didn't even fully understand the situation. To be honest, I didn't want to understand and accept it.

“First, let's get out of here. ”

“… What? ”

“Don't do this here, get out. ”

When he asked me to leave, I stopped struggling with Han Eugene.

“Well, what do you want? ”

Han Yoo-jin said with a pale complexion. I also regretted my strength.

“Just tell me. If you go out like this now, what else... No, Han Yoo-hyun, the guild leader of Hae Yeon is not interested in me! ”

“Brother!”

“I don't know what you're up to, but there's nothing you can do about it! So don't waste your time. Tell me what you want. What do you want? I'll do whatever you say, so don't get me involved with Han Yoohyun. Come on, man. He hates me. So am I.”

I'm sick of it. Han Eugene spits out blood. I was stupid, and the sound of self-condemnation sounded small. Han Yoohyun took a short breath. The arm wrapping around him was faintly trembling. The body wrapped around his arm was shaking a little.

“Why do I hate you.... ”

“Stop it."

“I'm Yoohyun. It's my brother.”

“Stop it! You're crazy! Shut up! ”

“It's true, bro. You've been trying to buy me a cake since I was a kid. I used to take my brother's birthday cake every year to a bakery near my house. When I was 10 years old, I closed the door, and I was upset that the other store was just a Christmas cake. ”

Han Yoo-jin's hand squeezed Yoohyun's arm. I panted a few times, even though I was short of breath.

“I remember all the gifts my brother gave me. I wanted to get that out. But I... ”

“... Let me go. ”

“Brother.”

“Let go.”

Han Yoo-jin's hand scratched his arm. His voice sank cold enough to be mistaken, but his fingernails and fingers were broken, so my hands were hard. Yoohyun let go of his furious arm to scratch and pull, ignoring his safety.

Han Eugene stumbled and took a few steps. I curled up with my back turned away from him.

“Well, there's nowhere to run. ”

“Brother. I am, brother. I never hated you. I don't need anything but you. You're the only person I love. But how? ”

“Yeah, but how? ”

It was a dry voice. Han Yoohyun felt his heart throbbing. His brother, Han Yoo-jin, accepted him so easily. Rather, he apologized first and hugged me saying he loves me.

“Brother, I am. ”

“I don't know, me neither. ”

The padding was a little bumpy.

“I thought I told you to fuck off another time. But it's your birthday tomorrow. When are we going to go? ”

“... I'm not going. ”

“You're not going. I thought it was just a Christmas cake, but here we are. ”

The silence settles. You hear a few repressed emotions swallowing. Han Yoo-jin woke up again.

“There's no need to follow. Just blow out the candles. There won't be time until midnight. You're busy.”

“I'm not going. That's where my brother lives. ”

“Cramped. Big guy. It's a little small. What the hell is that middle disguise? I'd recognize them all if I had eyes. ”

Han Yoo-jin came out to the front door with a grin. Han Yoohyun grabbed him again who was wearing roughly sneakers.

“It's not safe to go out there alone! ”

“Why, there was a dungeon nearby. ”

“… Yes. Something like that."

“You didn't get the alarm. It's quiet.”

“Whatever, bro. Come with me.”

“Okay, hey, hey! ”

Han Yoohyun hugged Han Yoo-jin. Embrace your embarrassed brother and leave the door open.

“You, if you go out like this, what are you going to hear! ”

“I don't care what you say. If it bothers you, I'll clean it all up. ”

“Why, suddenly! ”

“Brother, I will never leave you again. No matter what. ”

“Really, why……. ”

“I don't regret leaving my brother that day. I wanted to protect you. But I didn't think we'd be long gone. ”

Han Eugene's mouth was shut as if he wanted to say something. The sound of the footsteps going down the stairs erupted. Han Yoo-jin stuttered a little, hesitating and spilling his words out.

“... It's still early, but have you had dinner? ”

“No.”

“Really? I don't have anything at home. Mart, let me stop by. ”

“Whatever you want. ”

It was quiet again. I slightly raised the gaze that Han Eugene was throwing all the time. I saw his face. I was so close, I couldn't feel it even when I was holding it. I felt like everything was pouring out of my throat. Once I started vomiting, I couldn't stop, so I swallowed it.

“Hey, you know what? ”

My mouth kept getting dry.

“If you change your mind, or if it's a fake, Can't this be enough for me? It's hard enough as it is now. I don't think I can make it. ”

“I love you, brother. ”

“No, hey, you. ”

“Any kind of brother. ”

In the past and in the future, I don't know what happened before the regression of Han Eugene. Except he saved his brother and died. Han Yoohyun looked down at Han Yoo-jin, who had no idea what to do. His appearance, his attitude, the view of the humble house. All of that seemed to rip the guts out of her reality.

But you, Han Yoo-jin.

“… Guild Master? ”

Then I heard a strange voice. It was shortly after leaving the entrance of the studio building. Han Eugene shrugged reflexively and covered his face with his arms.

“I think it's different. ”

“Isn't it Han Yoo-jin? Is that it?"

Hunters appear one by one in front of two. One of them stared at Han Eugene, frowning deeply.

“He's been quiet for a while. What's he up to? ”

Han Yoo-jin suddenly swallowed his breath as if surprised. Yoohyun's eyes became cooler. All of them are Class S hunters. But at the moment, it was only the ones that were not yet awakened, or the ones that were not in his memory.

“Looks like the Guild Master, but it's a fake. ”

“It's a fake. I feel a little more comfortable than the Guild Master. ”

“What the fuck are you going to do with a fake piece of shit! ”

The hunters begin to spill ferocity. However, Han Eugene's body, which was very nervous, began to tremble.

“Brother.”

“Yoohyun... No, he. You better get in there. Or turn around, go away. ”

“No.”

Han Yoohyun carefully put Han Yoo-jin in my arms. Then he smiled kindly. Han Eugene blinked his eyes and looked up at his brother.

“Wait here a little longer. Don't move, it's dangerous. ”

Sr-neung, the sword of the black bayonet was drawn into Yoohyun's hand.