The Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial - Chapter 256

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Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial! Episode 256

“Won’t you call me Father anymore? You were the one who made me your father.”

“….”

Mephistopheles hung his head low, unable to meet his eyes, and closed his mouth.

That was right. It was none other than himself who had called him Father and tried to bind him with the ties of family.

And it was also himself who had severed those ties.

In truth, even now his entire body felt crushed by guilt.

But even so, there was something he absolutely had to say to him.

Mephistopheles squeezed out the words as if wringing them from himself.

“Please return On Jurim to Han Gru….”

Would Sheyer really be able to understand?

How special the affection Han Gru and On Jurim had for each other was.

Mephistopheles knew it all too well. Because he had felt the same way.

Himself who had longed for familial affection, and Han Gru who had said that family was precious.

Mephistopheles wanted to return his father to Han Gru.

Even if it meant risking Sheyer’s sealing once again.

Though he didn’t know if it would be possible now….

The moment he bit his lips tightly, Sheyer grasped Mephistopheles’ chin with his long hand and lifted his face up.

“…!”

Mephistopheles faced him without even being able to breathe.

This was the first time they had met since he had sealed his father in the Snowy Field.

Until he lost his memory, he had constantly feared meeting him.

Because he was afraid of the reaction his father would show.

Sharp criticism or thunderous scolding? Or perhaps even worse than that, the same cold indifference as always—he had stayed up nights wondering which it would be.

Watching the anxious child, Sheyer murmured as if sighing.

“When you distance yourself from me, it feels like a huge hole has formed in my chest. Is this longing, or sadness? Or both?”

“Huh?”

Mephistopheles looked at Sheyer with a puzzled expression.

The child blinked with a bewildered look.

“What should I do for you to call me Father again?”

“…?”

He couldn’t process what he was hearing in his head.

In front of the stunned and silent Mephistopheles, Sheyer tilted his head curiously.

“Child-rearing really is difficult. I can understand On Jurim’s struggles.”

Understand? He said he could understand?

Mephistopheles himself had trouble following Sheyer’s words, but at the mention of On Jurim, he came to his senses again and spoke.

“R-return On Jurim….”

“Yes.”

Mephistopheles stiffened his shoulders in surprise at the short answer. This easily?

Then Sheyer answered his unspoken question.

“If you all wish for it so much, I want to do anything for you. Is this what a father’s heart feels like?”

He asked Mephistopheles with genuine puzzlement.

“…?”

Mephistopheles truly didn’t know, so he just blinked his eyes again.

When Sheyer, unable to get an answer, looked at Veilak, he opened his mouth seriously.

“Myu myu. Myu myu myut.” (I am single. Single is an Earth language term meaning someone who has never had a spouse in their lifetime. Therefore, I also do not know what a father’s heart feels like.)

Sheyer seemed pleased to have learned a new language and said.

“Then I’m single too.”

“Myu.” (That is correct.)

“Since no one here knows, it would be better to ask On Jurim.”

“Myu.” (You should.)

Sheyer slightly raised the corners of his mouth and naturally continued speaking in response to Veilak’s reply.

“I feel a tightening emotion in my chest toward you. This must be regret.”

“….”

Veilak’s mouth fell open. So did Mephistopheles’.

Seeing the child and the ugly hamster standing there with their mouths agape in surprise seemed amusing to Sheyer, who took out a bread piece from Han Gru’s embrace and put it in Mephistopheles’ mouth.

As Mephistopheles chewed the bread hesitantly, Sheyer patted his head.

Startled by this, Mephistopheles stepped back a couple of steps.

Sheyer looked at his hand that had touched the soft hair and said.

“I’ll return for today, so you don’t need to worry.”

Mephistopheles tried to say something, opening and closing his mouth, but Sheyer continued speaking regardless.

“It’s unfortunate that Han Gru doesn’t have enough power to create a body for me right now…. Instead, I’ll watch over you all from the snowy field now, so let’s meet again when the time comes.”

“I-Is that really true?”

“Help Han Gru for that day to come.”

Mephistopheles nodded vigorously in relief.

If Sheyer returned quietly, there would be no need to seal him again like before….

The sharp pain in his chest was brief, as Sheyer, who had approached at some point, whispered in Mephistopheles’ ear.

“I look forward to you calling me Father again then.”

“…!”

After saying what he wanted so arbitrarily, Sheyer closed his eyes as if his business was done.

Mephistopheles opened and closed his mouth blankly.

Really? Can I really call you Father?

There were still so many things he wanted to ask.

Crack!

The dungeon shattered at the same moment those words ended.

Clang!

* * *

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gidan, who had driven Hyeonak’s team leaders outside, stood with his back against the Guild Leader’s Office door, blocking it.

The team leaders pounded on the Guild Leader’s Office door like a zombie horde, trying to meet the memory-lost On Jurim.

Even those who didn’t know the situation were peering around wondering what was happening, so the number of people stationed in front of the Guild Leader’s Office had grown even more.

Gidan, who was leaning against the door with his arms crossed, looked at the empty Guild Leader’s Office and said.

“…I hope Gru found him safely?”

Sergey, who was sitting in Jurim’s chair, spun the chair around.

“He said he was going out to find Gru. He must have found him.”

Though he spoke as if he wasn’t interested, there was worry lingering at the end of Sergey’s words.

That’s when it happened.

“Oh, Gru’s GPS is showing up.”

“He’s at home.”

Gidan and Sergey, who confirmed that Gru’s location was at home, let out sighs of relief.

How startled they had been when he disappeared while they were distracted.

At that time, it was Sheyer who had stopped the two from going out to look for Gru.

“You two stay and handle the autographs instead.”

Leaving behind those words…

“Gru is really amazing too. From Gnosis to now even the Master of the 99th Floor… I wonder if Jurim hyung will be okay…”

Gidan muttered in dismay, while the sound of vigorous door pounding continued to be heard.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

“Ah, the team leaders are really going too far…!”

Sergey, who was watching that scene, rested his chin on the desk and spun his pen around while speaking leisurely.

“Couldn’t you just say On Jurim left work?”

“…Huh?”

“I’m leaving work now.”

Sergey, who confirmed it was 6 PM, got up from his seat.

“Huh?”

Sergey pushed Gidan aside and opened the door in front of the zombie horde.

“It’s time to leave work.”

At this, the team leaders who had been fired up until then seemed to wake up from a dream and relaxed their hands.

“That’s right?”

“It’s already gotten this late?”

“I should go home.”

Soon everyone began to scatter away.

“…Huh?”

Gidan opened his mouth as he watched the backs of those team leaders and Sergey leaving together.

* * *

“Gasp!”

Jurim opened his eyes and sat up.

‘Where is this…’

He looked at his hands drenched in cold sweat, then surveyed his surroundings.

‘Home?’

No matter where he looked, it was his room that Gru had filled with dolls one by one.

As if proving this wasn’t an illusion, a warm child was clinging to his right arm.

Near the child’s head, an ugly hamster, Baby Rabbit, and White Bird were huddled together, sleeping with their bellies exposed.

The cozy scene naturally put his mind at ease.

Jurim, who had been staring intently at the children, let out a sigh.

“…Haah.”

He exhaled deeply and lay back down.

Somehow it felt like he had dreamed a very long dream.

His last memory was on his way back after meeting Jeon Byeongho.

Suddenly Sheyer appeared, and before he knew it, he was sitting on the Imperial Throne looking out at the snowy field.

In that lonely and desolate plain, sharing Sheyer’s emotions and consciousness that had taken over his body…

Thinking of the child who said he missed his dad made him feel so heartbroken and sorry that he couldn’t bear it.

Feeling tender and deep affection, Jurim kissed Han Gru’s forehead.

Perhaps awakened by that movement, Han Gru asked in a mumbling voice.

“…Aba?”

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