The Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial - Chapter 246

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Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial! Episode 246

“I cannot make toys.”

“Why?”

“In my family, only crafting with usefulness and value has meaning.”

“What’s that about.”

– That’s weird.

Gidan and Gru spoke with dissatisfaction, and Sergey, who had been quietly listening, popped his bubble gum.

“I can roughly guess what kind of atmosphere that household has.”

Gidani muttered, thinking that Sergey might be overlapping Haruna’s past with his own.

“That house must be really boring.”

Gru chimed in with his rough voice, saying “Ugh, boring.”

Only Haruna didn’t understand the meaning of “boring” and asked back.

“No-jaemu?”

“Your house is not funny.”

“…Eh?”

At Gidan’s answer, Haruna soon burst into laughter.

Boring. Where in Japan would anyone describe the Inoue Family as boring?

At school, even when she said she couldn’t play together, there were only children who understood and naturally accepted that it should be that way.

“Haruna can’t play today either?”

“Haruna is busy with family matters.”

“She’s from such a distinguished family.”

“It can’t be helped. Fighting!”

After elementary school, middle school was the same. And when she entered high school, no one asked Haruna anymore.

Because everyone knew that’s the kind of child Haruna was.

But in Korea…

– A house that doesn’t let you make toys is bad.

“They deserve the death penalty.”

– Death penalty…! I hadn’t thought that far.

“You have to think big with any ambition.”

– I understand. Death to the Inoues.

The endless stream of absurd comments came through the translation.

She should say it’s not a bad house.

She should defend how amazing the Inoue Family is.

But somehow, Haruna felt comforted by the continuing sounds of complaints.

Even witnessing children her age cursing her family, ironically she felt refreshed and her shoulders felt lighter.

As Haruna kept her head down while grinning, Sergey glanced at her and smiled.

“Aren’t you going to make one? We might lose.”

“Huh?”

When Sergey picked up a piece and fitted it together, Haruna nodded as if she understood what he meant.

Han Gru, who had been absorbed in making the drone again, assembled the chick drone’s head and perked up his ears.

‘Th-this isn’t the time for this!’

He had intended to teach Haruna the joy of making things, but once he started making it, he found himself enjoying it alone.

‘S-rank toys!’

Han Gru turned his sparkling eyes.

He had been filled with anticipation, curious about what Haruna would make.

But Haruna was still hesitating without fitting even a single piece together.

When she tried to fit the pieces together, a crashing sound echoed past her ears.

Along with the stern face of her grandfather who used to throw away her creations.

“Yours isn’t even worth evaluating.”

Haruna’s hand holding the toy piece trembled.

She didn’t want to disappoint anyone.

With her hands that had no talent or skill, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t create anything amazing.

Then, a round bear doll paw grasped Haruna’s wrist.

Haruna spoke as if flickering out like a candle.

[“…I’m scared I’ll ruin it.”]

She was afraid of even making just one toy.

Afraid that she wouldn’t be acknowledged again for not being able to create something amazing.

[“Something like being Japan’s representative, I can’t do it.”]

Han Gru stared intently at Haruna.

After thinking about something for a moment, Han Gru pointed at Gidan.

Gidan’s concentrated appearance was professional enough to put experts to shame.

However…

– Gidan is making a potato.

He was creating something bumpy and round.

– Sergey is making a sweet potato.

Sergey’s was fairly smooth but at a similar level to Gidan’s.

Both had serious expressions throughout, so Haruna had to bite her lips tightly to keep from laughing.

– What was made at the next table is a monster with eyes attached to its belly.

Haruna turned her head.

The eyes really were attached to the belly.

When she broadened her view, she could see the people in the Experience Zone. Everyone was having fun while making their creations into complete messes.

– Of course it’s enjoyable to create something amazing and receive praise.

Han Gru also knows how good it feels to receive five stars, and how many fireworks the earthworms in his chest set off when he receives praise from Dad.

– But that kind of thing is only temporary.

The joy that comes from recognition only lasts for that moment. It quickly disappears like a deflated bubble.

– Instead, if you find joy in the process of creating, you can be happy every single day.

Right now in the Experience Zone, people were enjoying that process.

Gidan too, and Sergey too.

Everyone except Haruna.

– So don’t stop creating for the sake of one moment of recognition.

The process will bring you longer, greater happiness.

The Ugly Bear Doll moved its eyebrows up and down and smiled.

– Do you still not feel like creating?

Haruna shook her head. She soon began assembling the pieces one by one.

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“A, a robot?”

– Robot!

What Haruna quickly completed was a humanoid robot that could appear in an animation.

Gidan and Han Gru, who were crazy about mechanics, trembled as they looked at the Armored Warrior that Haruna had completed.

At this, Sergey grinned as if he had made it himself.

“Think you can win?”

“This traitor bastard.”

– Traitor.

When Sergey told them to call him that all they wanted, Gidan and Han Gru trembled with their fists clenched.

At that ridiculous sight, Haruna bit her lips tightly to hold back her laughter.

“Korea isn’t to be underestimated either, you know?”

– That’s right. This one’s chick is invincible!

“Looks weak though.”

Sergey delivered a critical hit with the phrase Han Gru hated most: “looks weak.”

– Attacking with words…!

Enraged, Han Gru moved his chick to attack Sergey’s Sweet Potato.

Papapat!

The hastily made Sweet Potato crumbled down from the chick’s wing flapping.

“You!”

“Hehehe.”

– Kekeke.

Gidan and Han Gru laughed sinisterly and high-fived each other.

Haruna smiled as she watched the two who said they would show Korea’s power but were now attacking her robot.

It was really childish and petty behavior, but it was fun.

She never thought she’d be playing with dolls at nineteen years old.

Still, had there ever been a time when she was this happy?

– Mephistopheles Kick!

“Go, Beat Type 12!”

Toward those playing like kindergarteners, Haruna opened her mouth as if she had made some kind of decision.

[“I have something to say to everyone from Hyeonak.”]

At her suddenly serious tone, all eyes focused on Haruna.

Everyone could understand the word ‘Hyeonak’ after all.

Haruna turned the volume to maximum and turned on the speaker.

“I am not S-rank.”

– What?!

Gru’s eyes widened in shock.

Gidan and Sergey also seemed surprised, but they nodded their heads in understanding.

Given the timing, it wasn’t something they couldn’t easily accept even if she wasn’t S-rank.

But Haruna’s next words were something even they hadn’t expected.

“There’s a reason why the special exhibition was held simultaneously in Korea and Japan. It seemed like Yamaoka Shun had a Plan B.”

Sergey furrowed his brow.

“So you mean there’s another reason besides ruining the Jjapso pop-up store?”

Haruna nodded.

“Yamaoka Shun seemed to be creating an excuse to come to Korea. I don’t know much. I’m just a puppet.”

“Yamaoka Shun?”

“He’s my guard.”

Haruna smiled sadly.

After the death of former Prime Minister Takahashi Norio, Yamaoka Shun from the Public Security Bureau, who had been his right-hand man, became like a kite with a broken string in an instant.

She knew that Yamaoka Shun had been making constant efforts to come to Korea ever since.

It was also Yamaoka Shun who had persuaded Haruna’s grandfather to present her as S-rank.

Whether it was revenge or venting anger, whatever the reason. Haruna could easily predict that Yamaoka Shun was plotting something.

Even if she didn’t know what it was.

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[“Where the hell did she go that she’s not coming back? Bring Inoue Haruna here.”]

[“Yes.”]

At Yamaoka Shun’s command, the man in the formal suit bowed his head.

Watching the hunters gathered for the special exhibition, Yamaoka Shun left the main hall.

Soon, Yamaoka Shun picked up his mobile phone and simply told his subordinates to begin before abruptly hanging up.

Above the department store where the pop-up store’s line stretched out.

Yamaoka Shun infiltrated using stealth.

And Dominic, who had been watching all of this, showed a smile.

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