S-Classes That I Raised to Devour - Chapter 111

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Episode 111. Old Connections (1)
Baejita, now seated with them, had captivated the group with his remarkable eloquence.
“When Yeoul was chosen by Maz-on, I felt no envy. Being chosen by Maz-on meant you had the qualifications to deserve it.”
As he unfolded an anecdote from their training retreat, the vividness made it feel as though witnessing that day firsthand.
Kim Yeoul, Choi Gang-im, and Kang Yuri, who had been wary at first, now listened intently to his words.
All except one person: Eun Myo.
She kept a Small Knife in her grip, watching Baejita’s every movement.
‘I’ve seen this before.’
She understood he was a seasoned veteran Hunter.
But beyond that, something about him nagged at her.
‘Do I know him?’
Familiarity.
Though this was clearly the first time she’d laid eyes on the man, it didn’t feel like a first meeting.
Was he someone from her lost memories, or simply someone she’d forgotten?
What was certain: this man was strange.
‘He appeared suddenly in my Detection range.’
Eun Myo could detect everything within a five-meter radius.
Whether human or a single fly.
Normally, she would sense the moment anything breached her domain.
But this man called Baejita had left no such trace.
Without a sound of approach, he had simply come to exist beside her.
‘If he’d used a Skill, there would have been a surge of Mana. How did he slip into my Detection range unnoticed?’
As a result, she’d had no time to react.
It turned out he wasn’t a threat—merely a talkative fool—but the fact that she’d allowed him to approach at all gnawed at her composure.
After speaking at length, Baejita glanced at Eun Myo and rose from his seat.
“I’ll continue the story after I return from the restroom.”
At the same moment, Eun Myo also stood.
“I’ll go too.”
Following Baejita discreetly, Eun Myo saw him head not to the restroom, but toward the emergency stairs.
A Small Knife in her left hand and a Revolver in her right, Eun Myo pushed open the fire door with her toe.
Creak.
She aimed her gun barrel through the gap at what lay beyond, confirming nothing was there.
Just as she prepared to open the door fully and secure her forward view—
“Why did you follow me?”
Baejita, hidden behind the door, suddenly appeared.
Eun Myo immediately pressed her gun barrel to his chin. “State your true identity.”
“State your true identity.”
“Unaffiliated certified Hunter from the Hunter Association, Baejita. I hear my name is unusual often enough. Here, let me show you my Hunter License.”
The Hunter License was somehow already tucked between his fingers.
Eun Myo didn’t even look at it. Instead, she spoke in Japanese, not Korean.
“I’m not interested in fake credentials. Show me your real identity.”
“Then are you dealing with those others under your real identity?”
Baejita gently pushed aside the gun barrel trained on his chin with a finger.
“They think of you as nothing more than a Hunter from New Japan. But if they learn your true identity, would they really accept you? Worse, wouldn’t your very presence in Korea become problematic?”
“So you’re from New Japan after all—”
“I speak Japanese well enough, but you’re barking up the wrong tree. Baejita is my real name—from the Baejita Baes of Gyeongju. Pure Korean stock.”
“What’s your purpose in approaching them?”
Baejita adjusted his collar and let out a soft laugh.
“Do you have a name?”
“…Eun Myo.”
“For someone who was nothing but a tool, Eun Myo is a generous name indeed. Eun Myo.”
At the word “tool,” Eun Myo bit down on her lower lip.
So this man knew her identity after all.
Yet she could not fathom his.
For someone accustomed to the opposite—always being the one who knew—this situation felt alien and deeply uncomfortable.
The cleanest solution would be to eliminate him and prevent future trouble.
‘Impossible.’
They hadn’t fought, but the moment she’d aimed her gun, the outcome had been decided.
I cannot defeat this man.
An unprecedented power emanated from him—a power that intuition told her she could never overcome, no matter what methods she employed.
“Eun Myo. I’m interested in you too, but not nearly as much.”
“Then your interest is Chae Mujin?”
Baejita shrugged, his attitude deliberately ambiguous.
“In any case, let’s each go our separate ways. Getting tangled up further only loses you money.”
“You’re saying if I play ignorant, you’ll do the same?”
“I’m losing quite a bit in this proposal.”
Eun Myo found herself trapped in a terrible dilemma.
She alone knew the truth about Baejita’s suspiciousness.
But the moment she exposed it, Baejita would expose her own identity in return.
Even Chae Mujin doesn’t know her true identity. He only knows she comes from a New Japan special forces background.
That’s why he’d agreed to accept her. But if he ever learned her real truth—
‘Would he still accept me?’
She bit her lip until it tasted of blood, but no certainty came.
She knew too little of Chae Mujin to gamble on this.
But if she were in his position…
* * *
“Why are you two coming back together? I’m not giving up Eun Myo!”
Kang Yuri pulled Eun Myo’s arm.
Baejita smiled as he spoke. “There was a misunderstanding. It seems she mistook me for someone she knew.”
“So that’s why she was suspicious from the start?”
“Yes… but it’s fine now.”
“Oh, well, I’m glad it’s resolved.”
Baejita resumed his story. This time, it was about meeting Chae Mujin at a Dungeon Drop.
“…And that’s how Chae Mujin managed to catch a villain named Do Min-woo with just a word.”
“I knew our representative was capable, but I never imagined he’d capture a villain so simply. Why didn’t you tell us such an entertaining story?”
“Oh, I hadn’t realized the time had gotten so late.”
Baejita rose from his seat and looked over the entire group.
“By the way, I don’t believe I’ve heard your names yet?”
“You don’t know who I am?”
“How could I not know Yuri’s World? I’m a subscriber.”
Swish.
Choi Gang-im handed him a note.
—Choi Gang-im.
“Gang-im is unable to speak due to a Curse.”
“I see. In any case, it’s been a pleasure meeting you all. I’ll be going now.”
Baejita bowed politely and turned to leave, then stopped as though he’d forgotten something.
“…Be careful of the Dungeon Psychos.”
Given that those monsters had spawned in massive numbers yesterday, it seemed he was simply expressing concern.
But to Eun Myo, it felt like a warning. Prepare yourselves—they’ll be coming for you soon.
‘That doesn’t make sense.’
Those creatures had lost their rationality. She’d never heard of them deliberately seeking out specific locations or people.
Yet they would face the Dungeon Psychos two days in a row?
‘This is no coincidence.’
Impossible as it seemed, there was a possibility that someone was controlling the Dungeon Psychos.
“Yuri. Let’s head back to the company now.”
“Already? We haven’t even enjoyed half of what we came for.”
“I have a bad feeling.”
“Is it because of what Baejita said? Don’t worry about it. See over there?”
She pointed to CCTVs scattered throughout the building.
“Don’t be so anxious. This is Hwarang Department Store. With cameras all over the place, would they be so unlucky as to have them disabled like at the zoo last time? Besides, an A-Rank Hunter is always on standby here.”
Super AI surveillance and the presence of an A-Rank Hunter.
Certainly, such forces would be more than sufficient to immediately neutralize any ordinary Dungeon Psycho.
Yet Eun Myo felt no reassurance whatsoever.
“You can call me paranoid if you like. Can’t we just go back?”
“…To that extent?”
Kang Yuri turned to look at Kim Yeoul and Choi Gang-im. Both nodded immediately.
“Fine, let’s head back. Come on. There’s a VIP exclusive elevator.”
The group stepped away from the crowded foot traffic and stopped beneath a sun sculpture.
The elevator wasn’t visible, but the moment Kang Yuri pulled out her Black Card and held it to the sculpture—
Zing.
An elevator appeared in the center of the sun.
“Everyone get in. We’ll reach the Underground Parking Lot in a minute.”
Kang Yuri boarded first. Kim Yeoul and Choi Gang-im followed.
But Eun Myo did not.
“Is it because there are four of us? Should we split up and take two trips?”
“My instinct is warning me.”
“Warning you about what?”
Kang Yuri paused.
A Hunter’s instinct was not mere whimsy—it was a heightened sixth sense honed in the field. Kang Yuri understood this too well to dismiss it outright.
“Our car is parked in the Underground Parking Lot…”
“I saw it connects to the subway. Let’s go that way instead.”
“The subway? Hmm…”
At the suggestion of taking the subway, Kang Yuri’s expression soured.
If she ran into someone who recognized her down there, it would be exhaustingly bothersome.
More than anything, Kang Yuri disliked the subway itself.
“Aren’t you being a bit oversensitive, Eun Myo? You don’t have to take the elevator, but let’s at least take the car.”
“I can’t.”
“Why not? Do you have a reason?”
“…If someone is targeting us, they’ll definitely be waiting in the Underground Parking Lot.”
“Waiting for us? How would they know we were coming to Hwarang Department Store?”
“I don’t know that myself, but if that’s the case, using this elevator would be dangerous too.”
The two were bickering back and forth when it happened.
Boom! Crash!
The entire building shook with a thunderous roar.
Simultaneously, an urgent announcement crackled through the speakers.
—This is an emergency announcement from Hwarang Department Store.
—We have confirmed the appearance of a Dungeon Psycho in the B9 level of the Underground Parking Lot. Our dedicated Hunter team and security personnel have been deployed to contain and suppress the situation.
—For your safety, we ask that all customers refrain from moving to the basement levels and remain in your current areas, waiting calmly as directed by our staff.
—Furthermore, customers currently in the Rooftop Garden are instructed to evacuate into the building immediately and follow our evacuation personnel’s directions.
“B9 level…”
Kim Yeoul reacted to the mention of B9, and Kang Yuri’s face went pale.
“That’s where our car is parked.”
Eun Myo’s groundless worry had become reality.
Kang Yuri, who had exited the elevator, took a deep breath.
“Eun Myo. Did you really sense that? Or was it something else?”
“It was instinct. Please believe me.”
Kang Yuri studied Eun Myo’s eyes intently.
From her years as a YouTuber meeting countless people, she knew: these were not the eyes of someone telling a lie.
‘She’s hiding something, but then again, everyone hides something.’
Even if she were concealing something, hadn’t she ultimately saved them from danger?
“So what do we do now? Wait here for the Dungeon Psycho to be exterminated?”
Kang Yuri asked the question naturally to Eun Myo.
Eun Myo deliberated. From this point on, even she lacked certainty.
‘An A-Rank Hunter should have no trouble dealing with a Dungeon Psycho. But… how convenient.’
The Dungeon Psycho felt as though it had been prepared specifically to target them.
If this incident was no accident, would those hunting her have prepared only this?
Even while launching such an audacious attack on Korea’s largest department store?
“Wait here, Yuri.”
“Just me waiting here? Then what about you all?”
“We’re going to the Rooftop Garden.”
“Why the rooftop?”
“If the Dungeon Psycho is targeting one of us… it’s definitely not you.”
Kang Yuri was at a loss for words.
“Logically, I’m the most famous person here. You’re saying it wouldn’t target me?”
“You’re not a Hunter.”
“Ah.”
“If we’re the targets, it will pursue us regardless. The open rooftop, with no civilians, is the ideal place to fight.”
If it was certain that the Dungeon Psycho would come for them, a spacious rooftop was the best location.
The civilians would have evacuated by now, so there was no risk of others being caught in the crossfire.
* * *
Just as Eun Myo had anticipated, the Rooftop Garden was empty.
No civilians, no staff. All had evacuated indoors following the announcement.
“Do you think the Dungeon Psycho will really come looking for us?”
Kim Yeoul asked cautiously.
Eun Myo shook her head.
“A Dungeon Psycho seeking out a specific target is impossible. But if it’s a Maw-in, that changes everything.”
“A Maw-in?”
“Shh. I hear footsteps.”
They had already arranged their formation flawlessly.
Choi Gang-im at the front, with Kim Yeoul and Eun Myo flanking like wings to either side.
Whoosh. Whoosh.
Small Shields circled protectively around them.
Squeak—
Just as Eun Myo had said, the door to the rooftop opened slowly.
And stepping through the widening gap came a young man.
He appeared to be around Kim Yeoul’s age, but he was gaunt.
“Huh?”
Kim Yeoul gasped in shock.
Even she recognized the absurdity: meeting someone you knew twice in a single day. And these were not welcome encounters—they were uncomfortable ones.
Eun Myo kept the young man in her sights. “Another person you know?”
Kim Yeoul swallowed hard.
A prosecutor she’d sparred with against goblins at the certified Hunter exam.
Someone who had been suspected of being a Dungeon Psycho and was last heard to have been admitted to a Psychiatric Hospital.
“Kim Jiwoo…”
At that name, Kim Jiwoo’s face broke into a gentle smile.
Like someone greeting a cherished acquaintance.
But through eyes devoid of focus—hollow, obsidian eyes.

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