Chapter 30
I ended the broadcast after hitting the sponsorship jackpot and messaged White Snow.
[Me: Please send anything over 10 million to my bank account.]
[Me: The fees are a waste.]
[White Snow: Then I will deposit the fee for today’s sponsorship directly into your account.]
Gasp.
[Me: Yes, thank you.]
I’m starting to lose my mind.
It’s great that this person just throws money around like a total pushover, but at the same time, a massive sense of pressure was building up, as if I were obligated to meet their every demand.
16 million won for one match.
If I add up all the money I’ve received so far, it’s well over 20 million won.
Then, suddenly, for the first time since I met them in the game, White Snow dropped some specific information about their personal life.
[White Snow: Actually, I’m a Hunter.]
[Me: ?? Really?]
[White Snow: Yes.]
[Me: Are you someone famous?]
[White Snow: Probably.]
[White Snow: If I told you my name, most people would know who I am.]
Oh, jackpot.
My curiosity was instantly piqued.
The reason I didn’t feel like that was just a joke or a bluff was that I had already clearly experienced how well this person spent money and how good they were at the game.
If White Snow is a fairly famous Hunter, it makes perfect sense.
[Me: Hahaha.]
[Me: Ah, who could it be, haha.]
If the other party is a famous Hunter, things change a bit.
At least I don’t have to worry about getting my organs harvested.
[White Snow: Hehe.]
[White Snow: If you’re curious, let’s meet.]
I had expected them to try to connect, but I was actually tempted because I was genuinely curious.
‘Isn’t it okay to see them now?’
The settlement approval was just around the corner, and since the channel had grown so fast, I wouldn’t have to worry about pocket money even if White Snow’s sponsorships stopped.
After fighting Hwang Beom-yeong, I suddenly received 100 million won and even secured the money to move.
If I had already received over 20 million won while playing hard-to-get about meeting White Snow, I felt like I had done enough.
[White Snow: You know that hotel near the Hwanghae Guild that Hunters frequent?]
[Me: I know it.]
[Me: Hwanghae Hotel.]
For reference, it’s a very famous hotel managed by the family of Hwang Beom-yeong’s aunt, whom I’ve met before.
They say Hunters often use the restaurant and hold meetings there.
[White Snow: How about dinner tomorrow?]
[White Snow: The VVIP room in the restaurant on the top floor of that hotel is quite decent.]
[White Snow: No prying eyes.]
[White Snow: Once you get guided and get off on the top floor, there’s only the central hall and a few rooms.]
That sounds fucking great.
They say you can’t even book the VVIP room on the top floor of the Hwanghae Hotel unless you’re someone, so this person really seems to be the real deal.
My mind was almost made up.
[Me: But, haha, you’re not doing this because you think I’m a woman and you’re trying to hit on me, right?]
[White Snow: Absolutely not.]
[Me: Then what are you going to do when we meet?]
White Snow answered my most important question straightforwardly.
[White Snow: Chicken-jwa is famous in the Hunter world.]
[White Snow: Everyone is wondering who you are.]
[Me: Hahaha??]
[Me: I’m really nothing special, though?]
It seems I’m being treated like a Hunter even in the Hunter world.
But I wasn’t surprised.
It’s a well-known fact that Hunters are particularly obsessed with the GOF rankings, which are almost like a job simulation.
[White Snow: It doesn’t matter.]
[White Snow: I just want to satisfy my own curiosity.]
[Me: Hahahaha.]
This is insane.
How much money do you have to have to blow 20 million won on curiosity?
For me, of course, it’s a huge win.
[Me: If you’re disappointed after seeing my face and ask for a refund, I won’t accept it, haha.]
[White Snow: That will never happen.]
[White Snow: 010-7897-XX13.]
[White Snow: That’s my phone number, so save it in advance.]
[Me: Okay.]
[White Snow: Send me a text.]
[Me: Okay, haha.]
This person is thorough.
As soon as I gave them an opening, White Snow exchanged numbers, set the meeting place, and even finished the real-time reservation.
* * *
Monday, arrived at work safely.
After fighting Hwang Beom-yeong all weekend, the day went by as if nothing had happened, despite my worries that I might lose not only my money but my job as well.
And Kim Jeong-yeon arrived a full two hours earlier than the shift change at the convenience store.
“Noona! What happened when you went to Hwang Beom-yeong’s place with those scary guys on Friday? Did you find the kids who went missing?”
Come to think of it, since I had explained the whole story to the thugs who came looking for the "Mackerel" last Friday, this kid must have heard it too.
Since it wasn’t a busy time yet, she brought chicken and cola, so I couldn’t help but answer.
“They were actually there.”
“And then?”
“I was going to try to get the kids out when the situation allowed, but that’s when Hwang Beom-yeong showed up.”
“Gasp! A-and then what did you do?! Hwang Beom-yeong is a Hunter! And a ranker at that! How did you come back in one piece?!”
Jeong-yeon scanned me up and down as if she found it fascinating.
I’m obviously not in one piece.
I just look fine because my arms were shattered while fighting Hwang Beom-yeong, only to be reattached by a Hunter healing skill.
Instead of telling Kim Jeong-yeon the whole truth, I racked my brain for a moment.
‘100 million…’
I felt like I should be careful about what I said, if only for the sake of the money I’d taken from Hwang Beom-yeong’s aunt.
I lowered the can of cola I had been drinking from and continued.
“But it turned out it wasn’t Hwang Beom-yeong’s doing, but the work of the guys clinging to him. It had nothing to do with him, so it ended well.”
“Oh? Really? That’s a relief, but is Hwang Beom-yeong the type to let things go easily?”
Absolutely not.
The story about how I was dragged away by a crazy bastard over the weekend and almost had my life ruined was neatly omitted.
Even though I unexpectedly had a fun fight and even extorted a whopping 100 million won.
“Well, it didn’t end all that simply, actually. We fought a bit, but I’ve always had a natural toughness.”
“Toughness? Wow, Noona. If you get hit by a Hunter skill, your bones shatter.”
That was true.
As expected of someone who plays GOF, she knows her stuff pretty accurately.
Since GOF is famous as a ‘Hunter game’ that many Hunters play, it’s said that even regular users look into Hunters quite a bit.
“Still, he had some professional ethics, I guess. He didn’t use Hunter skills on a regular person.”
He actually did, but well, that’s neither here nor there.
‘I used the Coin Market, so let’s call it even.’
And it was a good thing I had firmly stated I was a regular person; if Hwang Beom-yeong had thought I was a real Hunter, he would have used even stronger skills.
That was probably the level of restraint he showed, half-doubting and wondering just in case, because I kept insisting I was a regular person.
‘Of course, even if he restrained himself, the fact that he was pushed back by me remains.’
Hmph.
I felt a little smug.
“I guess so. They say Hwang Beom-yeong lost both his parents when he was young, so his mother’s side of the family took him in. But since they run a huge guild, he must have been on edge about causing a scene by messing with a regular person.”
“…….”
I drank my cola in silence.
Living alone in such a big house as a high schooler without parents, it’s inevitable that all sorts of weirdos would flock to him.
Seeing him in person, he didn’t exactly seem like someone who had lived an easy life either.
‘Just a kid, really.’
Perhaps because I had such a fun fight, the pressure I felt regarding Hwang Beom-yeong had completely vanished.
Jeong-yeon continued.
“They say his temper is no joke, so I wonder if he’s still on thin ice at home. Just seeing him fight with Baek Hee-an all the time, his personality is…”
My brow twitched for a moment, and a question popped out.
“Is Baek Hee-an even nice?”
“No, what are you talking about? Noona, are you a Baek Hee-an anti-fan by any chance?”
Kim Jeong-yeon was getting surprisingly heated.
I’d felt it before, but this kid seems to be an ardent fan of Baek Hee-an.
It wasn’t particularly surprising.
To Koreans, Baek Hee-an is the world’s top-ranked hero they are very proud of.
Despite his immense status as the world’s strongest, Baek Hee-an never acted arrogant or showed off; he just silently did his job.
‘That’s probably because he’s not interested in others…’
He’s talented but quiet, so he’s the type Koreans would like.
‘He’s packaged so well. Isn’t he just a voluntary loner who hates getting attention? He’s secretly prickly, so it seems he still clashes with the Hunters around him.’
It was like that back in school, too.
Even when girls mesmerized by his handsome face hovered around him, he had no interest, and because of his prickly personality, he would occasionally fight with male seniors and cause trouble.
I heard that even as a Hunter, Baek Hee-an has complicated relationships.
Anyway, when a Dungeon Break or a major incident occurred, the dramatic power he displayed when he appeared on the scene and turned the situation around in an instant seemed to make many people respect him.
‘One way or another, he is the pride of Korea.’
Baek Hee-an’s diverse and powerful magical skills, which were close to omnipotent, were especially optimized for saving people.
I can’t even begin to describe how shitty I felt knowing that fact.
‘It would have been so great if he had awakened right when I went to save him. Why did he have to awaken after shattering my legs and go around saving everyone else?’
If only Baek Hee-an had awakened immediately and gotten out on his own.
‘Trying to save that bastard…’
Having that kind of past, my heart would ache every time I saw the successful Baek Hee-an.
But as time passed, I gradually became more composed and began to accept the cold reality I was in.
In any case, I would never meet that guy again in my lifetime.
“I’m not an anti-fan, I just don’t like his face.”
“What? Are you saying that for real? I’ve never met a woman in my life who said Baek Hee-an’s face was bad.”
“Lee Do-jin is more handsome.”
The look in Kim Jeong-yeon’s eyes, which had been getting sharp, softened at my words.
“Ah, so that’s your type. Hunter Lee Do-jin is cool. But in the Hunter world, they call Lee Do-jin ‘Baek Hee-an’s dog’.”
Blah, blah, blah.
She knows the Hunter world inside and out.
Among all that, it seemed Kim Jeong-yeon’s greatest interest in the Hunter world was Baek Hee-an and the people around him.
‘Ugh. I really don’t want to hear about Baek Hee-an. Let’s endure it by thinking about the hotel food.’
I let Kim Jeong-yeon’s words go in one ear and out the other, imagining the delicious meal I would have at the hotel this evening.
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