I'm a C-Class, but All the S-Classes Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 72

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Chapter 72
The moment I unfolded the paper to look it over, a single remark froze my hand mid-gesture. Then I leaned back in my chair, keeping one arm resting on the table, and studied Cha Yu-hyeon across from me. Of course, my gaze quickly shifted from his face to what he held in his hand.
‘……Wow.’
Meticulous. So meticulous. There was a reason he’d shown me the copy first.
I bit back a silent whistle.
So he’d shown me the tablet first to gauge my reaction, watching carefully before finally pulling out the real thing.
‘Is this what it takes to become an S-Class assassin?’
Honestly, if it were me, I wouldn’t go through such a tedious process just to spin my wheels like that.
‘But how did he even get the original in the first place?’
Now I was more curious about that. And apparently, Cha Yu-hyeon could even use Mind Reading.
“I obtained it from the director in charge at the time.”
“…….”
“Of course, through proper channels.”
My eyes snapped toward him at that, but he just shrugged.
‘Whether that’s true or not…….’
If it were a lie, he wouldn’t have pulled out something called a “card” with such confidence. It had to be ironclad evidence, something you could show anywhere without a shred of doubt.
Beneath a lingering sense of suspicion, one thing became clear: the director overseeing the construction site at the time had likely been bought off by someone connected to the Cheongwun Foundation or the Awakener Association.
For now, I turned the paper over in my hands—it bore the same diagram I’d seen on the tablet—and asked.
“So why are you giving this to me?”
“Because I’m stuck.”
“……Pardon?”
“No matter how much I smell it, I can’t figure it out.”
And this guy’s been dropping the formal speech all of a sudden, too. Even though we pass each other in greeting these days, it feels strange to get this close—close enough to share secrets.
For some reason, I felt a pang of guilt toward Hye-rin.
“Why don’t you try smelling it?”
“Ha.”
I’m not a dog.
When I looked at him with an incredulous expression, Cha Yu-hyeon tilted his chin toward the paper in my hand.
‘It just looks like ordinary paper at first glance.’
I considered refusing, but curiosity stirred at the same time. If a man who seemed capable of handling everything on his own thought it worth bringing to me…….
I stopped myself from thinking further and brought the paper to my nose.
‘……Huh.’
In that moment, buried beneath the scent of aged paper, I caught an odd, unfamiliar fragrance.
‘It’s a bit ambiguous.’
How should I describe this? There was definitely that dry, papery base scent……, but mixed in was what seemed like a faint, metallic tang as well.
After sniffing several times, I’d almost grasp something, only to lose the thread immediately.
I folded the paper carefully again and reached out toward Cha Yu-hyeon. “Yu-hyeon, let me have your hand for a moment.”
He tilted his head with a blank expression, then held out his right hand. I gently pulled his wrist and buried my nose against his open palm.
“What are you—”
“Am I off the mark?”
Without thinking, I cut off his protest and straightened up quickly.
Before he could fully withdraw his hand, I pressed the paper back into it. My eyes naturally drifted to his face.
‘What’s going on? Why is he acting like that?’
Our eyes had met for sure.
He immediately looked away like someone caught in a lie, and began slowly rubbing the tip of one ear with his free hand.
Though that expression vanished within seconds.
‘Well, maybe it just itched suddenly.’
I let it go without thinking much of it and voiced the question that had been nagging me. “Did you touch something—a coin, maybe—before you came?”
“What exactly are you asking?”
“Something like a coin.”
Cha Yu-hyeon let out a bemused laugh and looked at me again.
He probably found the question strange, but my nose definitely picked up that scent. The kind of smell that lingers on your hands after holding a coin for a long time.
……Though who carries coins around these days, anyway?
‘Chopsticks, then……? No, that doesn’t make sense either.’
Even if he’d been fidgeting with them, the scent would linger on my hands too.
And even if both of those were correct, the smell wouldn’t have transferred in such a short time unless it had been wrapped inside the paper.
Caught in that frustrating puzzle, I leaned back against my chair, lowering my head slightly. Then I pressed the knuckle of my bent index finger against the space between my brows, pushing down repeatedly.
‘What could it be?’

Why am I sitting here in a kimbap restaurant deducing things like this instead of eating?
Either way, I can’t figure out why everything goes in such strange directions when I’m around this man.
Ding!
[ The Tuner of Truth conceals the satisfied smile it had been wearing, whispering that Scent is something inseparable from a contractor. ]
At the small notification that suddenly pierced my ear, I lifted my eyelids slightly.
Though it was a system window I hadn’t seen in quite some time, the more ominous wording meant I felt no particular joy at its arrival.
Even so, I turned a single word over in my mouth.
‘Scent, Scent.’
Perhaps it was because the Constellation had mentioned it.
The feeling of the resonance seemed to land slightly differently than before.
And in that moment, a certain scene passed through my mind.
I’d been thinking about something while covering back up the soil where the Baek Sang Herb had been planted—I was surely letting out a sound, something like a breath, murmuring in admiration, and then…….
“I should have shown Cha Yu-hyeon too…….”
“Hm?”
“Oh.”
Because of this lingering thought, I’d let slip something I’d been keeping to myself.
Realizing my mistake, I lowered my arm slowly and checked the expression of the person across from me.
“I mean……, just talking to myself?”
Well, a person can speak casually to themselves when alone, right?
Of course, that excuse didn’t hold water now.
I smiled awkwardly and took a sip of water. Then I rolled my eyes to check the clock hanging on the wall.
I’d ordered two bowls of ramen and a roll of kimbap but hadn’t touched any of it, and we’d been sitting here for nearly an hour.
“Let’s finish the rest another time.”
A dull ache was starting to creep into my head.
Either my brain had reached its limit for processing information, or it was the hunger—one of the two.
Even so, I had to be the one paying today, and that was the moment I’d just pulled one foot out to leave.
“Of course.”
Cha Yu-hyeon nodded once and gathered up the Tablet, then rose from his seat before I did.
Caught off guard by the unexpected response, I followed his figure with my eyes as he walked toward the counter.
‘What, he’s just letting me go?’
I’d honestly expected him to block me, saying something about where I was trying to escape to. It would’ve looked like I was just pocketing his meal and bolting.
“Sigh…….”
A breath slipped out between my lips.
I couldn’t believe myself for only now realizing something—that I seemed to have been drawn into Cha Yu-hyeon’s orbit somehow.
In the end, I’d failed to be the one paying again.
Having left the restaurant that way, we stood facing each other for a moment out front.
“Thank you for the meal.”
“You didn’t touch anything.”
“I ate by Scent.”
Ugh, that blasted Scent—it wouldn’t leave me alone no matter where I went.
In any case, after greeting Cha Yu-hyeon, I was about to suggest we head back to the Dormitory separately.
If only something on the line next to the restaurant hadn’t caught my eye in that moment.
‘I still have some conscience left.’
At any rate, since he’d paid for the meal, I should at least buy him a coffee.
I tugged lightly at Cha Yu-hyeon’s wrist and headed that way. I’d expected him to immediately ask what I was doing, but surprisingly he followed along without resistance. Suspiciously compliant, even.
“What would you like to drink?”
I asked while scanning the menu board sitting outside the counter, and Cha Yu-hyeon paused for a moment before opening his mouth.
“……It’s fine.”
“I’m not fine with it.”
“I tend to avoid caffeine in the evening.”
At those words, my head turned to the side.
At the same moment I met Cha Yu-hyeon’s gaze, something I’d forgotten suddenly came back to me—the sound of that bugle call that had forced me into a miracle morning seemed to echo faintly from far away.
‘He really wasn’t an ordinary person.’
How could someone’s daily routine be that precisely scheduled?
I was about to look away, thinking he was an exceptional human being.
“Then, I’ll have a Strawberry Smoothie.”
It wasn’t my voice—it was Cha Yu-hyeon’s. Still looking up at him, I felt my lips part slightly.
I was about to tell him to just pick something from the tea menu instead…….
“It’s a bit warm out.”
“Oh……, yes.”
Cha Yu-hyeon, who felt the need to add a reason, was the first to look away.
After we placed our order, the two of us each received a cup of Strawberry Smoothie in takeout cups.
I immediately put the straw to my lips and took a sip.
“Wow, that’s refreshing.”
The exclamation spilled from my mouth without filter the moment I swallowed.
The sweet and tangy taste mixed with that cold sensation running down my chest—I could feel it all vividly.
I looked up at Cha Yu-hyeon, the straw still between my lips.
The moment our eyes met, I widened them and mentally gave myself a thumbs up.
‘That’s perfect.’
I was making that assessment at the same time.
Whatever impression my expression gave him, Cha Yu-hyeon suddenly covered the corner of his mouth with the Tablet he was holding and turned his head away.
No, now he was showing me his back entirely.
‘He’s not… laughing, is he?’
His shoulders seemed to shake slightly.
I was being completely serious…
As I watched his broad back and took a long drink of my smoothie, his shoulders heaved once, deeply. Then he turned to face me again.
‘Look at that expression.’
There was the usual Cha Yu-hyeon—cool and expressionless. If anything, his eyes seemed to ask what had happened to me.
‘He deserves an acting award.’
It made me wonder if S-Class hunters came standard with that level of acting ability. The other people I could think of off the top of my head were the same way.
Just as I was about to suggest we head back, Cha Yu-hyeon beat me to it.
“Ju Ha-ryeong.”
He called my name in a low voice, then suddenly stepped closer and bent his upper body slightly forward.
‘What are you doing?’
And now he was tilting his head too—if someone saw this, it would be easy to misunderstand. And on an open street, no less.
Conscious of the gazes around us, I tried to step back. But Cha Yu-hyeon, already so close, suddenly brought his lips near to one of my ears and whispered softly.
“I want to finish that right now.”
C-Class, yet all the S-Class hunters are obsessed with me
Chapter 72
Author
| Seo Yu-yeon
Publication Date
| March 6, 2026
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| Talesyx Corporation
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