Hunter Kindergarten, Dolphin Class! - Chapter 147

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Chapter 147

 

“You bastard.”

 

“…?!”

 

[ Did you call me? ]

 

I inflated my lungs greatly and let out a long breath.

 

…I had no intention of blabbering in front of a guardian, but I was just as stressed about the current situation as Baek Cheonhyeong.

 

‘I want to find Cheonji too.’

 

Would I not want to find him?

 

To me, Cheonji isn’t just some child I’m in charge of.

 

No, not just Cheonji, but all the children in Dolphin Class mean a lot to me.

 

Since they’re the first children I’ve been responsible for as a kindergarten teacher, even more so.

 

Anyway, what I’m trying to say is that my heart and mind were also complicated in various ways…. But I was holding it in.

 

Why?

 

‘Well, I’m not even a guardian!’

 

Besides, in this fucked up situation where everything’s gone wrong, what good would it do to show such emotions!

 

The guardian already seemed to have lost it completely, so I was trying to keep my wits about me….

 

‘This bastard, it’s not like he’s asking me to go crazy together with him.’

 

Still, after spitting out curses in front of Baek Cheonhyeong, I feel somewhat relieved.

 

I didn’t have the confidence to have a proper consultation without cursing.

 

“….”

 

Baek Cheonhyeong’s face as he stared at me with his mouth slightly open was quite a sight.

 

‘This is my fucking lifesaver.’

 

Since it was cursing done with prior permission, he probably can’t say anything to me about it.

 

Actually, it doesn’t matter if he does.

 

I’m in the mood to just have a big fight using that as an excuse.

 

However, Baek Cheonhyeong only looked surprised and didn’t say anything particular.

 

[ Why? Didn’t you call me? ]

 

Instead, Nabi answered….

 

‘No, I wasn’t calling you….’

 

Of course, you’re inside the White Dog Doll right now, but I’ve never once called you a bastard.

 

‘Where did such a misunderstanding come from?’

 

I looked at the White Dog Doll sitting on the windowsill and shook my head slightly.

 

[ No? Okay! Then call me when I’m eating snacks! I’ll be looking outside! ]

 

‘…Yeah, at least you’re comfortable, that’s fortunate.’

 

I turned my head back to the front.

 

By then, Baek Cheonhyeong’s gray eyes had sunk low.

 

‘Cursing is only a temporary shock, I guess.’

 

Probably, Baek Cheonhyeong’s head is currently full of thoughts about Cheonji, so most shocks won’t register as shocks.

 

But in this case, there are ways to handle it.

 

Even if you tell children something is important that day, they come back the next day with blank faces as if they never heard it.

 

‘In other words, they completely forget and come back.’

 

So when conveying information to children with poor memory, there’s a set method.

 

Namely, repetitive learning.

 

‘You just have to say the same thing to death.’

 

And there’s plenty of time ahead.

 

I looked at the gray eyes that were about to turn toward the window again and opened my mouth.

 

“First, thank you for saving my life.”

 

This was what I had to say to this guy after the cursing.

 

Right, what’s grateful is grateful.

 

The fact that Baek Cheonhyeong saved me from the robbers’ attack doesn’t change.

 

He’s the one who gently slammed me into the wall so I wouldn’t get hurt, and he’s also the one who completely dealt with the robbers so there wouldn’t be follow-up attacks.

 

‘The problem is that his method was quite twisted.’

 

“Gratitude after cursing… That’s refreshing.”

 

“Yes, I was so grateful I wanted to convey it this way.”

 

“….”

 

“But Brother Cheonji, you must know too. That the method was somewhat extreme.”

 

Of course, I’m not stupid enough to suggest we should have sent away the guys who came charging in with axes without consultation through friendly conversation.

 

But the problem is that I belatedly wondered whether killing them was really the right thing to do.

 

‘At least if Baek Cheonhyeong had said he’d just beat them to near death, I wouldn’t have opposed it. No, I might have even clapped and cheered him on from the side.’

 

Considering they robbed and even killed innocent passengers, how much mercy should I show….

 

I pressed my brow against the oncoming fatigue and continued speaking.

 

“Rather than having a long conversation with attackers and succeeding in persuasion, killing them… Yes, fine. It’s fast, easy, and convenient.”

 

“Exactly.”

 

“That’s exactly why it’s not good.”

 

“….”

 

“Just looking at your attitude now, it seems like murder is nothing to you, but is it really nothing?”

 

“If you can’t do that, you can’t survive as a hunter.”

 

“Then it would be better not to live as a hunter.”

 

A life where killing someone has become routine?

 

‘Just quit.’

 

“Being a hunter isn’t some honorary position, it’s just a type of job where you work while receiving a high salary regularly.”

 

“You’re the first person I’ve seen say that.”

 

Maybe before the peaceful era, but now ‘hunter’ isn’t a profession you work in with a special sense of mission.

 

Also, before the peaceful era when public safety was unstable and safety within dungeons wasn’t guaranteed, hunters killing hunters was commonplace, but that’s not the case now.

 

So even if someone is a hunter, they wouldn’t be accustomed to the act of murder….

 

Unless it’s an unavoidable situation during professional activities, killing someone would…. come as tremendous stress.

 

“Profession cannot be a shield for actions. Think of your profession and yourself separately. This kind of mentality is important, especially for professions in high-stress risk groups.”

 

“…I’ll keep that in mind.”

 

When I spoke sternly, Baek Cheonhyeong at least pretended to listen.

 

I sighed and smiled bitterly, recognizing the atmosphere had relaxed considerably.

 

“And Brother Cheonji lied to me.”

 

-“Trust me, I trust you.”

 

‘You said you trust me.’

 

But why are you running wild on your own!

 

“I trust you.”

 

“Yes, and such a person took independent action without consulting their companion.”

 

“You don’t trust me. How disappointing.”

 

“Now I see that Brother Cheonji is also good at lying.”

 

Anyone who believes someone saying that with a face that’s not disappointed at all would be a fool.

 

I deliberately put on a serious expression and placed both arms on the long table in the center.

 

“I clearly told you. The more hastily you act, the more things that should work won’t work. At this rate, we might mess things up before even meeting Cheonji.”

 

“That’s….”

 

See, you can’t guarantee it either, right?

 

“And would everything be fine if Brother Cheonji found Cheonji? Let me predict once. Even if the two of you meet safely like this, the child will quickly notice the anger and stress that Brother Cheonji has accumulated so far. Because…. it shows so obviously.”

 

Baek Cheonhyeong’s eyebrows shoot up sharply.

 

“Then you’ll fight again, right? If you don’t want to fight with the younger brother you found through such hardship in the middle of a dungeon again, listen to me.”

 

“…Ha.”

 

“And crucially, if Brother Cheonji continues to solve incidents violently like now, it could have a bad influence on Cheonji. A guardian should be a role model even where the child can’t see. Children see more of their guardians than you think.”

 

Parents are the mirror of their children.

 

…Isn’t there such a saying.

 

I don’t particularly like this saying.

 

There are people who grew up fine despite being different from their parents, people who grew up without parents, and people who walk completely different paths from their parents.

 

‘It’s ridiculous that these people are dismissed as anomalies.’

 

However.

 

If I were to explain why this saying exists.

 

It might be a kind of advance warning to ‘parents’ rather than ‘children’.

 

Since this saying exists, raise them properly… something like that.

 

In reality, children tend to learn by modeling themselves after those closest to them during their growth process, so guardians should be even more careful with their actions and words.

 

‘And from what I observed, Cheonji seemed to rely more on his hyung than his parents.’

 

He even seemed to have Baek Cheonhyeong as his role model, so shouldn’t this guy be even more mindful of his behavior and speech?

 

‘At this rate… Tsk.’

 

I extended my pinky finger toward Baek Cheonhyeong.

 

“What’s this.”

 

“Let’s make a promise.”

 

“…”

 

Is it disgusting?

 

It’s mutual, so let’s do it quickly and be done with it.

 

“Before you act, get permission from me. If permission isn’t granted, wait indefinitely. Do you agree?”

 

This is a kind of final limit to my patience.

 

This is also just a verbal promise, so I can’t guarantee that Baek Cheonhyeong will actually keep it.

 

However, it will give me justification.

 

‘If he goes wild on his own again after this, I’ll ask Nabi to knock him unconscious.’

 

Or I’ll use my ability.

 

The limit of my patience with Baek Cheonhyeong is exactly here.

 

“Going around with a kindergarten teacher is quite tiring.”

 

“I also didn’t know that going around with a Hunter Corporation representative would be this tiring.”

 

“He won’t say a word.”

 

“Rather than suffer losses, I won’t have conversations.”

 

Only then did he, who had been maintaining a sullen expression, sigh and extend his hand.

 

Since he just extended his hand like arm wrestling, I quickly hooked my finger carelessly onto his pinky and clarified again.

 

“Get permission from me before acting. If permission isn’t granted, wait indefinitely. Memorize it.”

 

“I don’t want to.”

 

“Yes, you memorized it well.”

 

Cheonji would be better than you, you bastard.

 

After making the promise, I immediately pulled my hand away.

 

Baek Cheonhyeong also crossed his arms and looked out the window. He spoke without looking in my direction.

 

“Is that enough now?”

 

“Yes, the urgent matter is finished.”

 

“Urgent matter…?”

 

I retrieved my hands that had been gathered on the table and straightened my back.

 

“Yes, now let’s proceed with the full-scale guardian consultation.”

 

Didn’t I say it?

 

That we’d have all-night consultations for two days.

 

‘This is just the beginning.’

 

“Brother Cheonji, you haven’t reconciled with Cheonji yet, have you?”

 

***

 

Baek Cheonhyeong leaned his back against the backrest and looked outside where the midsummer night scenery unfolded.

 

The seemingly endless green forest path, the shining stars floating in the night sky, the occasional sound of crickets chirping.

 

The window was half open, letting the cool breeze reminiscent of summer nights into the running train.

 

‘Summer after spring.’

 

Are the villages divided by seasons?

 

He couldn’t even think such thoughts before, as his mind was sold elsewhere.

 

However, it was still unbelievable that the reason he could think properly was absurdly thanks to his companion’s nagging.

 

Especially since he knew his own twisted mindset.

 

Baek Cheonhyeong looked at Na Hwi-yeon sitting in the opposite seat.

 

“So, I suggested a more stable way for you to approach the child.”

 

“…”

 

“No, why can’t you do that?”

 

Continuous mockery and advice.

 

And nagging.

 

“Brother Cheonji, you also went through being 7 years old. Let’s go back to a child’s heart and think about it.”

 

…Is this really consultation?

 

A full 5 hours… No, I didn’t even check the time in between, so I don’t know how long this consultation has continued.

 

Baek Cheonhyeong looked intently at Na Hwi-yeon, who seemed strangely excited.

 

“Are you listening?”

 

“Yes.”

 

He talks a lot and it’s annoying, but that’s also a talent if it’s a talent.

 

‘Thanks to that, I was able to think about various things.’

 

Though I don’t know if listening to nagging for several hours just to do that is right.

 

“You’re not listening. Again, starting from the beginning…”

 

“I’m listening.”

 

Hah… I’m tired.

 

Baek Cheonhyeong missed his younger brother so much.

 

‘A week of all-night work would be better.’

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