The Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial - Chapter 47

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Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial! Episode 47

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Inside the old bathroom under construction.

On Jurim, who had pushed the two corpses with their brains scrambled to death into a corner, turned his eyes to the closed bathroom stall.

Two young presences.

He carefully opened the door so the children wouldn’t be startled.

Creeak, the sound of old hinges caused tinnitus in his ears.

On Jurim dry-washed his face and let out a long sigh.

“This is something I can’t do twice.”

On Jurim tapped his ears that had become muffled as if he had emerged from deep water. He must have overdone it, as his eardrums felt torn.

He propped his elbow against the wall and looked down at the child.

Han Gru looked up at On Jurim while embracing a boy he had never seen before in his life.

“So you can’t do it twice. Got it?”

Tears welled up in his large eyes. Now that various emotions seemed to overwhelm him, Han Gru’s face, which had been holding up quite well, turned red.

His small mouth like a chick’s quivered.

“Guild uncle…”

On Jurim smiled and picked up Han Gru.

Feeling the slightly feverish body temperature of the child, it finally felt like his heart was beating again.

Closing his eyes, he buried his nose in the small head and took a deep breath. From the moment he realized the child was missing, he couldn’t even tell how he had been breathing.

On Jurim exhaled deeply as if learning to breathe for the first time.

An unfamiliar sense of relief settled over his entire body like feathers.

It was completely different from the liberation he felt when conquering and descending from a tower. This came with a slightly warmer comfort.

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On Jurim, Han Gru, and Wuju sat side by side on chairs at the Lost Child Center.

Since both On Jurim and Wuju were widely known figures, the people at the Lost Child Center were frantically tapping away at their mobile phones.

Feeling the glancing stares, Han Gru gripped On Jurim’s clothes. His tension quickly subsided.

The relief of having an adult he could depend on.

Now he seemed to understand why the first Quest told him to make a guardian, and why it told him to choose caregivers.

Adults who would cherish only him and could protect only him.

He realized that this provided a sense of security incomparable to living at the orphanage.

Wuju rolled his eyes around and quietly whispered to Han Gru.

“Is On Jurim- no, is Hunter On Jurim your guardian?”

“Yeah. Han Gru was at the orphanage and got adopted.”

“R-really?”

There were many other things he wanted to ask, but when words like orphanage and adoption came up, Wuju pressed his lips tightly shut.

Not long after, a glamorously dressed woman burst through the door of the Lost Child Center.

“Seo Wooju!”

Wuju’s shoulders flinched at the sharp tone.

She pulled the hat down low to hide his face, as if afraid that people would recognize Wuju.

“I can’t face your father because you caused trouble.”

“Is this my fault?”

When he glared back with rebellious eyes, she let out a frustrated breath and ran her hand through her hair.

“You’re getting more and more sharp-tongued, aren’t you? This is why I said kids shouldn’t learn about society too early…”

“Auntie. Taking care of a child is the guardian’s responsibility.”

“Are you still going to call me Auntie even in this situation?”

She had raised her voice, but closed her mouth when attention turned their way. After checking their surroundings, she spoke quietly and quickly.

“Let’s go. We’ll talk at home.”

Wuju stood up.

“Auntie, give me my phone.”

Frowning, she took out the mobile phone from her clutch bag.

Wuju took the mobile phone and held it out to Han Gru.

“Put in your number.”

“Ah, okay.”

Han Gru pressed the numbers. Then he grabbed Wuju’s arm as he was taking back the mobile phone and whispered in his ear.

“Are you okay?”

Wuju replied curtly while saving the number.

“What do you mean?”

“Never mind…”

Han Gru glanced once at the woman who was looking at the mobile phone while waiting for Wuju, then shook his head.

“I owe you for today. I got your number, so I’ll pay you back.”

“No, you don’t need to.”

“Dummy. I’m doing it because it makes me feel better. It’s not because I like you, so you don’t have to refuse.”

Han Gru grinned broadly.

“Wuju is pretty and kind.”

Wuju scrunched up his face, saying “There you go again.” Even so, his ears were burning red.

Wuju bit his lips repeatedly, then ran over to the woman waiting for him.

“Let’s go now.”

After urging the woman, Wuju said primly.

“I’m leaving. See you next time, pretty.”

“Yeah, take care.”

Han Gru waved his hand, and On Jurim, who was flustered, coughed quietly.

“Pretty?”

“…?”

Han Gru looked up at him as if asking what the problem was.

This made On Jurim even more confused.

Wasn’t this the first time they met today? But calling him pretty? What’s that about?

Come to think of it, when I first went to the orphanage to pick up Gru, there was also a boy clinging to him pathetically.

‘Are all kids like this these days?’

Whoever it was, this one was much prettier than that kid from the orphanage, but the person who seemed to be the mother didn’t give a particularly good impression.

It was when Jurim failed to manage his expression as his thoughts accelerated without brakes, reaching all the way to married life and mother-in-law conflicts.

Agents entered the shelter.

An elderly lady appeared, followed by a group of agents in black suits.

Jurim nodded briefly toward her.

‘It’s the grandmother I saw earlier!’

That very elderly lady whose eyes had met his when he was trying to ask for help in the exhibition hall.

She looked at Gru and smiled kindly.

“Child, you must be Gru. I’m Grandmother Nam Jiwon. I’m the owner of this theme park.”

The owner of the theme park?! Gru gaped in bewilderment before hurriedly greeting her.

“Oh, hello!”

“You were really amazing earlier. I heard you caught the pickpocket?”

She must have seen the pickpocket frozen while grabbing Gru’s cart.

Gru blushed and bowed his head. Would this be the right timing to show his Hunter License Card?

Then, the elderly lady continued speaking.

“You helped me a great deal. Thank you.”

“Huh? Oh! It wasn’t Gru. The Guild Master found both Gru and Wuju!”

When Gru pulled on Jurim’s hand and grinned bashfully, the elderly lady shook her head.

“That guy is just a threatening brute with strength. The one who helped me was you. The criminals who stole your watch were targeting me.”

The rumor about carrying a USB was deliberately spread, and what was inside wasn’t the real will they wanted, but she decided to keep that to herself.

Either way, it was a move to catch their tail, and the child had indeed been a great help with that.

“Let’s stop the difficult talk, and I’d like to give you a gift as a token of my gratitude.”

“Um…”

Would it be okay? Actually, Gru hadn’t really done much.

When Gru hesitated at the excessive praise, she gently pinched his soft cheek.

“Child, when an adult gives you something, you accept it gratefully without complaint.”

Oh! Is that so!

Gru received the gift box the elderly lady handed him and hurriedly bowed his head.

“Thank you!”

She smiled warmly and whispered in Gru’s ear.

“Open it when you get home and you’re alone. Jurim might get jealous, so what’s inside is a secret, okay?”

“Yes!”

A secret! Gru quickly nodded his head.

Soon she straightened up and looked back at Jurim.

“I heard you adopted a child, but I didn’t know it would be such a clever and pretty child. You must have quite a bit of luck following you too.”

“Yes… I’ve always thought I was quite lucky myself.”

“How shameless.”

She laughed as if she didn’t dislike that aspect of Jurim.

“Your father is doing well. I heard about your adoption from your father too. He’s burning with longing to see his granddaughter.”

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