The Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial - Chapter 226

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Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial! Episode 226

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“Waah!”

Han Gru stroked his chin as he organized his review while eating milk shaved ice with Wuju and Nayeon.

As expected, form is important for adults to use.

Things that weren’t like drones but required direct attachment and use would definitely be inconvenient for adults.

Since he had been modifying existing toys until now.

Especially the carrot knife with debuffs seemed like it would be good to make in forms suitable for adults and distribute them by team.

If he had been using toys for ages 2-4 until now-

‘Now for ages 5 and up!’

To think he could now use toys for ages 5 and up.

‘Gru has become an adult…’

Gru wiped his nose, thinking he had grown so much.

“The rank is S…”

Items were S-rank, but skill enhancement syrups were hard to exceed C-rank no matter how much he made them.

“Hmm…”

Thanks to the Critato Reactor, energy efficiency had improved greatly, making it easy to achieve high ranks, but it was still lacking to call it special.

S-rank was something first-class craftsmen could make…

Of course, since the options and functions were different, rank wasn’t necessarily everything-

‘But Gru wants to make S+ series too!’

If he didn’t make at least that much, his older sisters and brothers wouldn’t want Gru’s items.

‘As expected, the answer is endless training.’

As Gru continued pondering with his arms crossed, Wuju and Nayeon tilted their heads curiously.

“Eat your shaved ice, Gru.”

Nayeon pulled the bowl forward for him.

“Peep-”

Then Mephistopheles opened his mouth wide, begging to be fed.

When Gru scooped up a big spoonful and fed it to Mephistopheles on his head, Mephistopheles stuffed the shaved ice into his cheeks until they were puffy, then squeezed his eyes shut and shivered.

Just as laughter burst out at their table at that sight.

Someone approached their table.

A woman wearing a bucket hat pulled low smiled as she lowered her mask.

“Am I not late?”

“We just got here too.”

At Nayeon’s answer, Lee Romi sat in the empty seat and let out a laugh.

“The two babies sitting together are so cute.”

“Right?”

When Nayeon asked back, Gru laughed “hehe,” but Wuju frowned, seemingly displeased at being called a “baby.”

“Come to think of it, Jjang Nayeon, I heard your ranking went up. Why aren’t you bragging about it?”

“Ahaha, well, that’s because it wasn’t me who did it. It’s all thanks to Gru.”

“Huh? Gru is that good at hunter work?”

“Yes, he’s good at it.”

It was Wuju who answered instead of Nayeon.

“So that tiny kid goes into dungeons with you and fights?”

“No. He makes various things to help me fight well.”

“Wow… So he’s like a genius engineer?”

“Yeah, that’s right. Something like that.”

“Amazing! You’re really incredible, little one!”

Lee Romi pressed Gru’s cheeks with both hands and made a big fuss.

“Uu-”

When Gru’s mouth started moving like a fish, Wuju quietly pulled down Lee Romi’s hands.

“Sister, Gru feels uncomfortable.”

“…!”

Lee Romi gasped and looked back and forth between Gru and Wuju, then hit Nayeon repeatedly, and Nayeon burst into laughter.

Wuju, who caught on to why they were reacting that way, turned his face bright red.

“So cute.”

“So cute.”

Lee Romi and Nayeon rested their chins on their hands and gazed endlessly at Gru and Wuju.

Gru was puzzled, but Mephistopheles on his head narrowed his eyes and glanced at Wuju.

Under those gazes, Wuju began to lower his head and started trembling his shoulders before speaking up.

“I should get going now…”

“Okay okay. We won’t tease you anymore. We sisters were being tactless.”

Lee Romi smacked Nayeon’s shoulder, and Nayeon nodded.

“That’s right, Wuju. Stay and play more.”

“Stay and play more.”

“…”

When Nayeon and then Gru both tried to hold him back one after another, Wuju pressed his lips tightly together.

“Mm…”

Lee Romi chuckled softly and changed the subject.

“Come to think of it, wasn’t Hunter On Ijo a genius like Gru? I heard he was doing something like crafting class or something.”

On Ijo.

At the familiar name, Gru perked up his ears.

“Mm-hmm. He was.”

Nayeon answered with a somewhat troubled smile.

Seeing that expression, Lee Romi whispered quietly.

“What’s wrong? Did I say something I shouldn’t have?”

“No no, it’s not that. It’s just that there’s an atmosphere in the guild where we don’t talk about Hunter On Ijo. So it’s awkward.”

“Ah- I guess that would be the case…”

It was probably because he had family… Lee Romi frowned around her eyes with a pitying expression and nodded in understanding.

Ordinary people often mentioned him as a genius and hero born in Korea, so they hadn’t even thought that On Jurim might be a surviving family member.

“Oh, Jjang Nayeon. You know our former agency president, right? Ahn Sanghyeon.”

Lee Romi skillfully changed the subject.

“President Ahn? Why?”

“He can’t sleep these days. Says he’s possessed by a ghost. His eyes are all bloodshot from looking for a skilled shaman lately.”

“A ghost?”

“I knew that would happen. If you live that badly, you’ll get possessed by ghosts, right?”

Gru looked at Lee Romi, who was laughing gleefully as if feeling refreshed, and shoved a big spoonful of milk shaved ice into her mouth.

As she slowly melted the sweet shaved ice on her tongue, she turned her gaze to the large window of the store.

Suddenly, she remembered On Suhyeong’s words when he pointed at On Ijo’s banner and said he was her uncle.

‘Uncle…’

What kind of person was he?

As Nayeon had said, not bringing up stories about On Ijo was like an unspoken rule.

Gru had also unconsciously avoided talking about her uncle. She knew it was a sensitive topic.

But now Gru was On Gru, and she had become family. Wouldn’t it be okay for her to want to know about her uncle?

Of course, she didn’t have the confidence to ask Grandfather or Father directly.

‘Hmm…’

Gru, who had lost her appetite, put down her spoon and rested her chin on her hand.

That was the moment.

The spoon that Gru had just put down slightly raised its head part.

Nayeon and Romi were in the middle of chatting, and Gru was looking outside, so only Wuju and Mephistopheles noticed this.

“…?”

“Chirp?”

What?

Not knowing why the spoon was suddenly raising its body, both of them opened their mouths.

The spoon, as if mocking the surprised pair, completely raised and straightened its body.

“What?!”

“Chirp-?!”

Wuju, startled, half-raised his body…

“Why are you doing that?”

When Gru turned her gaze, the spoon had returned to normal.

“No, it’s nothing…”

Wuju shook his head.

“Hm?”

What was that? Wuju tried to erase his bewildered expression and looked at Mephistopheles.

Mephistopheles also opened his triangular mouth into a diamond shape and made eye contact with Wuju.

“…”

“…”

They replaced questions and answers with mutual silence.

It meant he hadn’t seen it wrong.

Then what on earth was that?

“Peep….”

Mephistopheles furrowed his brow and rubbed his chin with his wing.

It was certain that it was Gru’s power that had just made the spoon stand upright.

But Gru seemed completely unaware that she had done it.

If that was the case… it might be a sign that she had grown too rapidly in such a short time and couldn’t control her power.

Meanwhile, when Gru looked outside again, Mephistopheles and Wuju quickly turned their heads and fixed their gazes on the spoon.

“….”

“….”

They were extremely tense, but the spoon didn’t stand up again.

Only then did the two breathe sighs of relief.

Chapter Crafting Class

A peaceful afternoon.

On Jurim, who had been trying to take a nap in the Guild Leader’s Office, lifted his eye mask at the sound of footsteps and doubted his own eyes at the sight he witnessed.

The ones making the noise were none other than Kazuki and Gru riding piggyback.

The two were wearing green chestnut hats that looked like aliens, and even had sunglasses modeled after alien eyes as they walked majestically forward.

“…?”

On Jurim narrowed his eyes in bewilderment.

Had those aliens finally decided to return to their own planet?

[“Amakusa Kazuki and On Gru hereby declare the formation of the non-violent crafting class organization ‘Aliens’ as of today.”]

Gru, who was riding piggyback with a solemn expression, whispered quietly in Kazuki’s ear.

“Master, he can’t understand. Japanese is hard.”

“Sorry, Gru-chan. But Master isn’t very good at Korean either.”

“Mmm, I know.”

Were they alien dumb and dumber?

On Jurim considered whether to crumple up and throw away Amakusa Kazuki’s documents from the two papers in front of him.

He was an idiot who had even submitted a resume when they announced they were recruiting newcomers.

Wouldn’t everyone agree if he rejected him for being intellectually deficient?

[“We crafting class members announce the necessity of cultivating physical, mental, and EQ development to stand against the tyranny of the violent combat classes, and request permission to plan an outing for this purpose.”]

Kazuki, who had made the solemn declaration, tapped Gru lightly.

Then Gru unrolled the poster she had brought rolled up.

Written on it were promotional phrases for a themed tourism course hosted by the Korea Tourism Organization together with Seoul City.

Legend of the Tower, On Jurim Theme Tour

On Jurim’s face crumpled in dismay.

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