Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 607

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Doctor, Selling Chicken
Ha-wa-wa-wa, hello everyone.
I’m Jin Cheon-hee, a male high school student at Hunter Academy★
These days in South Korea, Gates have appeared and monsters come pouring out.
There’s an Academy, so they’ve become Hunter cadets.
But Hunter Academy tuition is 20 million won per semester.
They said they’d implement advanced education methods, but we still learn the same Korean, English, and Math—only the tuition became advanced.
Setting aside how ridiculously difficult the exams are, they’re squeezing us with this absurdly high price of 20 million won per semester.
Being truly broke, I enrolled in this Hunter Academy through a work-study scholarship and I’m working at the school store.
Watching rich kids dragging around H-shaped slippers from the entrance just makes my blood boil.
Where is my spear of death?
“Gaga, you really have no parents? Is that why you’re working like this?”
This cute middle school girl with a tear mole under her eye is… Sama Hyeon.
“Hyeon-a. At least wouldn’t it be better if you wore pants for your uniform?”
“Gaga~ you caught on so quickly today~”
What does this brat think school rules are?
No, wait.
Seeing how the teachers avoid making eye contact with her, the Golden Blood Hall Guild must have definitely spread some bribes around.
Bribing since middle school—the kid’s got no future.
“Gaga~ just give me half a chicken~”
This world is definitely insane.
Why did the Golden Blood Hall designate a middle schooler as one of their successors?
In a school made comfortable by cash handouts in broad daylight.
I’m frying chicken for that brat’s mouth, and my mood feels really strange.
Sizzzzle—
Today too, I’m chanting “crispy, crispy” and frying it in bubbling oil.
“Why are you doing this when you have so much free time?”
“Because the chicken Gaga fries is the most delicious~ And I’ll pay for your tuition, so couldn’t you just stop working at the store?”
Crash!
I set down the hammer of judgment—no, the bowl of justice chicken.
“Enjoy your meal, my lord.”
Where is my spear of death?
No, why is this guy so dissatisfied with my part-time job?
That’s when it happened.
Burst!
“My destined rival! I’ve come for chicken!”
“Dang-a, a sixth grader. Right. Spicy sauce today?”
“Spicy chicken sauce! Kra-ha-ha-ha-ha!”
“That eye patch suits you.”
I have no idea where she keeps getting that eye patch from, but this sixth grader.
It was finally time for me to be drawn toward blood and darkness.
After delivering the chicken to Dang-a, someone burst through the door again not long after.
“One chicken! One beer!”
“…Ju Wang… no, Teacher Pungju-ha… This is a snack bar, not a pojangmacha.”
“Bah, no appreciation for the finer things!”
And with that, she pulled out a massive canned beer from her inner pocket.
A beer party right in front of the students!
“Two whole chickens! Fried crispy!”
Damn it.
This is a snack bar, yet she keeps ordering only chicken that requires so much work, not even thinking about buying simple snacks!
“Yoo Ho! Seasoned sauce on the chicken!”
“Go die. You bastard senior!”
“Oh, it’s done? Thanks.”
“Stick your nose in the dishwater and die. You damn senior.”
According to the rumors I’ve heard, Yoo Ho supposedly repeated a year for several hundred years, but I have no idea if that’s true.
This academy was only founded thirty years ago.
By that calculation, he would have been repeating since the Joseon Dynasty, which would make him not just an older junior but an ancestor, wouldn’t it?
“Yoo Ho, I love you too!”
“Sigh, I don’t understand why humans can’t comprehend what I’m saying.”
Seeing him raise his middle finger and curse, Yoo Ho was clearly reaching his limit.
However, getting angry like this meant the chicken was fried well.
When he’s truly busy, he speaks less.
Even if it doesn’t seem like it, Yoo Ho is a fellow with a strong sense of responsibility.
And then the door burst open again.
“The chicken will soon be sold out…”
“…How could that be? I already checked that the chicken inventory is plentiful.”
That was right.
Pung Ha-geum.
One of the twin chairmen of this Hwa Academy.
“Welcome.”
“The chicken aroma is fragrant again today. Truly befitting of student Jin Cheon-hee.”
“What would you like?”
“Chicken nuggets.”
That’s at least easy enough.
I just need to fry the frozen ones in the air fryer.
“Dipping sauce in chili.”
“Yes, sir.”
What difference would it make to serve VIP chicken nuggets any differently?
It’s simply chicken nuggets with a bit of chili sauce from the refrigerator on a small plate.
Chairman Pung Ha-geum savored it as if it were the finest meal, then spoke.
“And grab three bags of potato chips too.”
“Here you go.”
Why doesn’t this guy ever gain weight?
Does he have some Royal Blood gene that prevents fat accumulation or something?
I rang up the potato chips and silently prayed to the heavens.
‘Please, just let him get a cavity!’
After cursing him like that, I was about to serve the next customer when—
“Oh, is that Cheonwoo?”
“Yes, hyung. I’m here. You’re busy right now, aren’t you? The Mudang Guild work ran late today.”
And with that, he hurried over to change into the convenience store uniform.
Tears blurred my vision.
Cheonwoo, like me, came from an orphan background, but after many twists and turns, he managed to enter the Mudang Guild.
I heard he’s receiving direct instruction from Master Gwon-je himself, yet despite being busy, he hasn’t given up his work-study scholarship position.
“You don’t need to work anymore like I do. You shouldn’t have to worry about tuition, right?”
“What are you talking about? How could I let you suffer alone, hyung? That wouldn’t be right.”
“Cheonwoo…”
Tears clouded my vision and my throat tightened.
When he said he was entering the Mudang faction, I had secretly felt jealous without even knowing what kind of person he really was.
It was shameful behavior for an older brother, so I tried hard to hide it.
“Hyung, what happened with your application to the Baekrin Guild?”
“Yeah. I passed the document screening, and the final interview is coming up soon. They said they’d send me the date by text.”
“Wow! That’s amazing, isn’t it?”
“Who knows. There are plenty of people who get rejected even after that…”
“The Baekrin Guild only accepts the top-tier healers… They barely hire anyone. Healers are like nobility, after all.”
That’s right.
Healing ability users are rare, so they’re treated well wherever they go.
But the Baekrin Guild is a place where only the very best among those healing ability users can enter.
And even then, openings rarely appear, and even when they do, they call people for final interviews and don’t hire a single one—it’s one of those ruthless guilds.
Still, the salary is excellent, and the benefits are great.
After the Gate opened and half of Earth’s population died.
In this dystopian Hunter world where medical insurance privatization has become the norm.
If you can get into a medical-related guild, that’s the path to securing your future.
Because hospital bills get discounted.
‘They’re asking for 100,000 won just to treat a cold these days.’
The world is going insane.
So when someone with healing ability appears nearby, even distant relatives call you up.
In this so-called advanced(?) medical world, I have nothing★
“The Guild Master is that famous Baek Rin-ui-seon, after all.”
“He uses his martial arts more than healing, so I don’t understand why he even founded the Baekrin Medical Guild in the first place.”
I’ve heard there was some past conflict with other guilds called Hyeolrin Gwangssal, but I’m not sure.
The old articles have all been deleted now.
“The Medical Guild makes money. And according to rumors, Baek Rin-ui-seon has some illness. But… hmm… I’m not sure if they’d accept someone like me.”
At my words, Cheonwoo’s mouth pressed into a thin line.
“They will accept you.”
“Hmm?”
“Of course they will. If not, come to our Mudang Guild. Gwon Je will….”
That’s when Sama Hyeon shouted loudly.
“The Golden Blood Hall is present. Gaga~”
Surprisingly, this time he had dropped his disguise and was wearing a male school uniform.
When did he even change?
Wasn’t he sitting here the whole time?
Regardless, Cheonwoo glared at him with an expression that screamed annoyance.
“I’m not sure if his younger sister knows about this either.”
“Hahahaha.”
I laughed awkwardly.
‘I wonder what she’d think if she knew I treated Sama-hye.’
That’s when it happened.
All the students started murmuring.
“A delinquent? The delinquent Yeo Ha-ryun is coming?”
“That guy who became the adopted son of a pseudo-cult leader?”
“Why is that lunatic enrolling in this academy?”
“Be careful he doesn’t shake you down for money.”
“Money’s not even the issue. There are rumors the cult deals drugs, kidnaps people, brainwashes them, stuff like that.”
“Why the hell is that bastard at the school store….”
Clang—
The store door swung open.
And there came Yeo Ha-ryun, his school uniform buttoned neatly all the way to the top, walking straight toward us.
As Yeo Ha-ryun walked, people parted like the parting of the Red Sea.
That’s right.
In this Hunter World where half the population has vanished.
Where prestigious school tuition costs twenty million won.
Where healthcare is privatized.
Where the heir to a multi-level loan shark guild hands out bribes.
Where the adopted son of a pseudo-religion that kills people confidently enrolls and attends a prestigious school.
Oh, and electricity was also privatized under the banner of ©Ilwol Singyeo.
In the Hunter World, a commoner’s life isn’t quite as worthless as a fly’s, but a commoner’s bank account certainly is.
“Ha… Ha-ryun.”
“…Yeah. Hyeong.”
I had to do something to calm the classmates who were scattering like frightened impalas.
“Want me to fry some potato wedges coated in fire chicken powder?”
If I could just stuff something in Yeo Ha-ryun’s mouth and shove him into a corner, the atmosphere would improve considerably.
Even though he’s the adopted son of a pseudo-criminal organization that goes around slaughtering people, the kid has a good heart.
And this dish—french fries coated in spicy chicken powder and deep-fried again—is a culinary test of human taste buds, and only Yeo Ha-ryun and Dang-a eat it in the entire school.
Everyone else prefers the cheese-topped cheese god maraschino fried snack.
Yeo Ha-ryun glanced at me, Cheonwoo behind me, and Sama Hyeon, then said this.
“I’ll buy all the french fries in this canteen.”
“What?”
At that moment, wasn’t Sama Hyeon shouting?
“Gaga! I shall purchase all the chicken!”
Yeo Ha-ryun spoke to such a Sama Hyeon.
“…One.”
These crazy bastards. This is why we need spears.
At those words, I spoke with a cold expression.
“Students get one chicken and one serving of fries per person. Sir. Please think of your fellow students.”
“Tch.”
Just then, the door opened again without any sense of timing.
It was Namgung Un, the teacher in sunglasses wearing a tracksuit.
Born as the son of the Namgung Guild’s Guild Master, he was a gentleman who came out of the womb with a diamond spoon in his mouth.
Such a gentleman is just doing Hunter Academy teaching work because he wants some pastime.
“Yo!”
“Yes, sir. Chicken and beer?”
“Ooh, you know me?”
He’s saying the same thing as Teacher Pungju-ha.
“We don’t sell beer at our canteen.”
“That’s too bad.”
Why do these teachers keep looking for alcohol at a student canteen?
These damn teachers!
I cursed while frying chicken.
‘May you get kidney stones!’
Sizzzzzzle–
That’s right.
Looking at the golden olive oil bubbling like a witch’s cauldron.
I have a feeling that Teacher Namgung Un will develop kidney stones in the future.
…Just like Chairman Pung Ha-geum, whom I cursed earlier.
Kahahaha!
Accept my curse! You bourgeois bastards!!!!!!!!
After muttering such incantations, I fried chicken and french fries until my arms nearly fell off.
I also fried nuggets in the air fryer and brought a bite to each of our precious customers.
Then suddenly, my phone vibrated.
The first thing I noticed was the number.
“Uh… yeah. I got a message from Baekrin Uiseon.”
“Did the interview date come through?”
“Yeah! Looks like it.”
Whoosh…
My heart was racing.
I had no idea what to wear.
I needed to make a good impression.
Wait, no. Since I’m a student, wouldn’t my school uniform be best?
I unlocked my phone and the first thing I saw was a single short line.
[Interview Time: Now]
“Huh?”
Ding—
A man with long silver hair entered the room.
“Wh-what?”
Everyone’s attention focused on the handsome man with pale coloring.
He wasn’t even a teacher at our school.
And… he was famous.
Baekrin Uiseon Jegallim.
He spoke to me.
“Hope, what will you do if you fall asleep while eating chicken?”
“Pardon?”
* * *
When I opened my eyes, I saw cold chicken and the view of Baekrin Uiseon before me.
“Uh… a dream?”
My Master came into view first.
“Uh…”
Before my eyes were Baekrin Uiseon’s bamboo texts and various medicinal herbs.
Research materials.
‘Was it all a dream?’
I spoke blankly.
“Master, I just had the strangest dream.”
“I see. It certainly looks that way.”
Saying so, he pressed down firmly on my head.
Today was the first day of the fourth month—the moonless night.
A night when the moon does not rise.
True to form, not even a fingernail-sized moon was visible in the sky beyond the paper doors.
Only the Milky Way bloomed abundantly like wildflowers.
“There is a tale passed down in Gangso Province that strange dreams are dreamed on moonless nights.”
“Is that so?”
“The dreams one has on a night when the moon does not rise are said to be things that truly happened in another star world.”
“Perhaps he really did dream something like that.”
“Usually we just call it a dog’s dream, though.
My Master said this with a slight flick to my forehead.
“You’ve been working late again.”
I groaned and pretended to be hurt, thinking to myself.
‘But somehow, I feel like such a world might actually exist.’
That strange feeling lingered with me.

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