How to Seduce S-Class Hunters with Bungeoppang - Chapter 64

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【Chapter 64】
A few days later, in a quiet cafe on the Seoul Outskirts, I spotted a man sitting in a corner, staring intently at his cold americano. His skin was rough, his eyes hollow, and his entire impression radiated an exhaustion that cut deep.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. You’re Jung Ha-neul, correct? I’m Oh Jun-hyuk.”
After exchanging brief pleasantries, he immediately got down to business.
“My younger sister died at the Incheon Gate. But the wounds on her body weren’t from a monster. Sharp blades and burn marks… it was clearly the work of a human.”
He gripped his teacup tightly with trembling hands. The rage from that day seemed to resurface within him.
“…Do you have any suspicion about who the perpetrator might be, Oh Jun-hyuk?”
“Some people suspected the S-Rank Hunter Lee Hyun-woo. But I think differently.”
His eyes gleamed with conviction.
“Park Jae-min. I’m certain it was him. And I have evidence to prove it.”
He pulled out a small ziplock bag from his pocket. Inside was a single piercing with a distinctive pattern etched into it.
“My sister was holding it in her hand. It’s a Hunter-exclusive item—something she could never have possessed. When I traced back who commissioned this item… Park Jae-min’s name came up.”
It was solid physical evidence. My eyes widened at proof far more direct than I’d anticipated.
“Isn’t this enough to pin him as the culprit? Why haven’t you exposed him until now?”
But Oh Jun-hyuk shook his head helplessly.
“No. A single piercing won’t serve as direct evidence of murder. He could simply claim he ‘gave it as a gift’ or ‘found it somewhere else by coincidence,’ and that would be the end of it.”
Park Jae-min likely had a competent legal team, so his argument held real weight. After a moment of consideration, I pulled out a tablet PC from my bag.
“What about this then? It’s CCTV footage I obtained. The quality isn’t great, but…”
I played the footage I’d copied—not stolen, copied—from the Management Bureau Archive. In the blurry image, something glinted near the ear of a suspicious man wearing a hat.
“Is this man Park Jae-min the Hunter?”
“Yes. I’m more than 90% certain.”
Oh Jun-hyuk paused the footage and zoomed in on the screen. His eyes widened in astonishment.
“To the naked eye, the piercing he’s wearing appears to be identical to the one I have. Though I’d need professional equipment to confirm for certain.”
“Professional equipment?”
He tore his gaze from the screen and looked at me.
“Actually, I’m a PD at a Broadcast Station. Though I’ve been demoted to a desk job after digging into this case, I still have access to the editing suite. Let me run a detailed analysis.”
A Broadcast Station PD? So that’s how he planned to help publicize this. My eyes lit up with hope. But before I could say anything, Oh Jun-hyuk smiled bitterly and shook his head.
“I… spoke confidently about helping publicize this, but getting it on air will be difficult. Vice Director Park Sung-chul has a stranglehold on the media. I’d be fired before the preview even aired.”
He lowered his voice to a whisper.
“But if we had more direct evidence—proof so undeniable that the perpetrator couldn’t possibly deny it—then I could try. That’s when I could make a move.”
More direct evidence. I tapped the table thoughtfully, lost in contemplation. If I could just make Park Jae-min confess with his own mouth…
“Hmm… what about this then?”
I sketched out a dangerous plan in my mind and grinned wickedly. Oh Jun-hyuk’s face went pale, then flushed green, cycling between the two. Finally, he gave a heavy nod.
“Alright. Let’s do whatever we can… and see it through.”
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A few days later, I deliberately made a commotion. I openly contacted reporters everywhere, spreading word that I’d “discovered something strange while investigating the Incheon Gate incident.”
Then, as if on cue, a reporter took the bait. He proposed a secret meeting, claiming he’d personally write the article.
‘An abandoned building scheduled for demolition as the meeting place? This is way too suspicious.’
But I had no intention of backing out. Feigning ignorance, I headed toward the eerie abandoned building at the appointed time.
‘There’s really no one here. Ugh, this is creepy.’
The crumbling abandoned building felt utterly devoid of life. I carefully ascended the stairs to the fourth floor.
“…Reporter? Are you here?”
I sensed movement in the darkness. But the figure that emerged was not the reporter I’d contacted.
“How delightful to meet you here, Ha-neul Hunter.”
That familiar, chilling voice. It was Park Jae-min. With his cap pulled low to conceal his identity, he approached me with that characteristic twisted smile.
“Park, Park Jae-min Hunter…? How did you get here?”
“Haha, you’re quite naive, aren’t you? There’s not a single reporter in this business I haven’t paid off.”
He extended his hand toward me.
“Now then, hand over that so-called evidence. Unless you want to get hurt.”
I feigned fear and stumbled backward, then pulled the USB containing the CCTV footage from my pocket and tossed it to him. Park Jae-min caught it and connected it to his Hunter Watch to examine it.
“Hmm, this could indeed be rather problematic. I wasn’t thorough back when I was young, you see.”
Thud. Crack. Without hesitation, he hurled the USB to the ground and crushed it beneath his heel. The sturdy plastic and metal instantly lost all form. I couldn’t help but glare at him.
“Park Jae-min! You’ve killed people—don’t you feel even a shred of guilt? Those people were someone’s family, precious lives!”
“Precious… lives?”
Park Jae-min let out a derisive laugh and stepped closer.
“What’s so precious about powerless, incompetent insects?”
“What…?”
“Did you forget? I’m an A-Rank Hunter. I’ve closed several Gates—surely crushing a few unawakened vermin isn’t a crime.”
His eyes held not a trace of respect for life, only arrogance and madness. He seized my jaw, his eyes crinkling with amusement.
“Hmm, it seems a shame to kill you. Why don’t you cooperate with me starting now? I’ll treat you well.”
Instead of answering, I spat directly in his face. The smile that had been playing on his lips slowly vanished.
“How amusing. You’re getting cocky just because I’ve been lenient with you.”
He wiped his face with the back of his hand, then flicked his fingers through the air. From the darkness, four burly men emerged silently.
“No matter what evidence you have, it all ends when you’re dead. Clean it up without leaving a trace.”
Park Jae-min turned and leisurely walked away as if his business was concluded. I drew a gun from my Inventory, but my hands trembled violently.
“Don’t come near! I’m warning you!”
“Kekek. What’s that toy gun? You think you can stand against us with that?”
The men laughed mockingly and tightened their encirclement. I retreated step by step.
A chilling breeze swept across my back. Beneath the reinforced concrete lay a dizzying void.
Ahead were men trying to capture me; behind me, a cliff edge. But my choice was already made.
‘All right, I’ll jump on three. One, two….’
There was nowhere left to retreat. Sensing the gravity of the situation, one of the men raised his voice.
“Grab him now!”
Finally—three! The moment the man reached for me, I threw myself into the void without hesitation. The panicked shouts of the men faded into the distance.
The vertiginous sensation of gravity pulling my body down. I squeezed my eyes shut.
Thud—!
Instead of the impact I’d expected, something firm and warm caught me. A familiar scent. And relief.
“Hold on tight.”
It was Lee Hyun-woo. He secured my legs and waist firmly, then kicked off the building’s exterior wall and soared upward.
Whoosh, whirrr—! The sound of wind tearing past, the scenery of surrounding buildings blurring by. It was a speed that felt like riding a roller coaster.
In an instant, he distanced himself from the Abandoned Building and only set me down once he’d landed safely on the Rooftop.
“…Phew. Seriously.”
Lee Hyun-woo’s expression had hardened into an unreadable mask—caught between anger and concern.
“That was far too reckless. If I’d been even a second late….”
“Come on, I trusted our S-Rank Hunter. You were never going to be late.”
I flashed a deliberately bright smile, and he exhaled in resignation.
“But we succeeded, didn’t we?”
I gazed toward the opposite Building’s Rooftop, where Oh Jun-hyuk stood with a high-performance telephoto camera, his thumb raised in triumph. From my pocket, I withdrew a miniature recorder and waved it.
―What’s so important about these powerless, incompetent insects?
―No matter what evidence they have, once they’re dead, it’s over.
Park Jae-min’s voice, captured with crystalline clarity. And in the footage the PD had recorded, his destruction of evidence and orders to commit murder would be preserved intact. Of course, I’d already backed up the evidence from the USB drive beforehand, so there were no concerns there.
Lee Hyun-woo nodded as he listened to the recorded voice.
“Are you planning to broadcast this evidence?”
“I was originally, but I’ve had a change of heart.”
I met Lee Hyun-woo’s tilted gaze and grinned mischievously.
“I’m sure you’ll like what I have in mind. Just wait and see.”

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