The Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial - Chapter 72

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Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial! Episode 72

Gu Shinhu shuddered and brushed off his shoulders.

‘Good grief.’

On Suhyeong and On Jurim had suddenly gone crazy, spinning around as if they’d eaten something wrong.

For Gu Shinhu, who had been belittling Jurim and Hyeonak to restore his petty jealousy and pride, this was an unwelcome change.

‘Do people change like that just because they brought home one adopted daughter?’

Those On father and son were fussing over her as if that child were On Jurim’s biological daughter.

Biological daughter. Wasn’t that a ridiculous story?

It’s not like On Jurim has a separate wife or anything.

‘…?’

Gu Shinhu narrowed his eyes.

‘Is there something?’

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Suhyeong quietly asked Han Gru, who was sitting on the sofa.

“Are you upset?”

“Very very…”

Han Gru, who had been pouting with her lips stuck out, seemed to get angry again as she raised her eyebrows high and spoke in an angry voice.

“Very very very very!”

Suhyeong smiled warmly as if he found such Han Gru cute.

“There are more than just one or two people like that out there.”

“Han Gru saw them on YouTube too.”

Terrible people were abundant both in videos and in comments.

“You don’t need to deal with them one by one. There’s no end to it. So you don’t need to keep them in your heart one by one either.”

“But it still makes me very very angry?”

Suhyeong knelt down and met Han Gru’s eyes.

“From now on, you’ll learn how to keep your balance well. Right now even small winds feel like strong stimulation, but as you become an adult, you’ll gradually get used to it. Both enduring and swallowing will become easier.”

“Becoming an adult seems hard.”

“It’s okay to be shaken right now. That’s how you grow. In the meantime, we’ll help you so you don’t get too sad.”

Han Gru nodded her head.

Suhyeong suddenly let out a laugh as if something had occurred to him.

“Jurim has a natural talent in that area.”

“Was Guild Leader like that even when he was a child?”

“That kid made me wonder if he had fully grown up in the womb before being born. That tiny thing was a complete old soul.”

Han Gru laughed out loud at the phrase “old soul.”

“Now you’re finally smiling for me.”

Han Gru blushed while smiling bashfully.

“Actually, I was going to come with the Guild Leader today, but it failed. I’m sorry.”

“What do you have to be sorry about?”

Well… Han Gru hung his head low and fidgeted with his hands clasped together.

“I hoped the Guild Leader and Chairman would get along better.”

“…”

“Gru had a bad relationship with a friend before.”

“Did something like that happen?”

“Back then, I was upset and my heart hurt a lot. I was angry too.”

More than with others, falling out with a friend was harder. He learned then that the closer the relationship, the harder it is to hate or be hated.

“So we fought!”

Suhyeong’s eyes widened in surprise hearing that this seemingly gentle child had fought.

“You fought?”

“Gru got really scary like this and got angry.”

Han Gru grabbed the ends of his eyebrows with his two index fingers and lifted them up.

“Why are you doing this to Gru? Don’t bother me! Then my friend started crying.”

“What?”

“Then my friend cried and told me honestly. After Gru became a hunter, I became popular with other friends. So because I didn’t play with him much, he got jealous.”

“Ah, I see. That happens often.”

“This is a secret, but Gru was never going to forgive him. I was so so angry.”

Suhyeong smiled and nodded.

“That’s understandable.”

“But… when I heard him talking honestly, suddenly my heart became warm and cozy and melted away. Like I was under magic.”

It must have been because his desire to restore the relationship was stronger. Suhyeong thought so and praised him for being admirable.

“So, Gru wants to help the Guild Leader and Chairman talk honestly too.”

“…I see.”

“But it failed.”

Han Gru let out a deep sigh.

“Maybe it’s better this way.”

“Huh? Why?”

Suhyeong wore a self-deprecating smile.

“…?”

Some words must go through countless processes before they can be spoken aloud.

Choosing the right timing. Worrying if it’s too late now. Anticipating how the other person will receive what you’re saying. Measuring the hurt you’ll receive if things don’t go well.

In doing so, tens of thousands of reasons not to speak arise.

While mulling over those countless reasons, you hope the parts you don’t want to dig up will remain buried.

Relying on negative emotions that will wear away with time and the blood ties of family that will never be severed, you wait for the miraculous restoration of relationships to return like magic.

Just then, Han Gru looked straight ahead with wide eyes. Suhyeong turned his head to where the child was looking.

“Guild Leader…”

“When are you going to talk honestly and hang out?”

The man with a bored expression was leaning his shoulder against the terrace door with his arms crossed.

It was Jurim.

In an instant, Suhyeong’s expression disappeared as he rose to his feet, freezing like ice.

Jurim pretended not to see On Suhyeong and extended his hand to Gru.

When Gru hesitated, Suhyeong nodded to indicate it was okay.

Gru, looking a bit dejected, got up from his seat and approached Jurim.

“How have you been? It’s been quite a while.”

At Suhyeong’s words, Jurim let out a small laugh.

“Well. I think the last time we saw each other was when I blew up half the garden.”

In fact, they had faced each other a few times since that day, but those meetings were strictly as String Guild Leader On Jurim and Doan Group Chairman On Suhyeong.

“…Yes, you destroyed all the garden trees back then. It really has been a long time.”

Suhyeong closed his mouth, recalling a day from almost four and a half years ago.

It was when every media outlet was chattering about the Doan Group.

A ruthless father who sold his son for ambition

It was quite a ridiculous and provocative title.

“Father, answer me.”

But the reason he couldn’t properly answer Jurim’s question wasn’t because of the publicly known facts.

At that time, it hadn’t even been six months since his beloved eldest son had died.

The daily chatter about ‘the tragic family history of Doan Group and the On Family’ was driving him insane.

Whether On Suhyeong had orchestrated his wife’s death, whether it was for remarrying Chairman Nam who was in the middle of divorce proceedings at the time.

Whether Doan Group had sold his sons to the government to survive near bankruptcy, and whether only one son returning was due to the father’s greed.

Various media outlets made wild speculations, and reporters constantly followed him around asking sensitive questions.

They say losing a wife is bone-deep pain, losing a son is heart-wrenching pain.

Those sorrows were On Suhyeong’s pain.

And people dug up On Suhyeong’s pain in detail and shoved it in his face every day.

He was so angry he couldn’t bear it. He was never in his right mind.

Therefore, all the words that came out of his mouth weren’t sincere.

“Do you really want an answer now? Can you trust my words? Or do you just want to shift the guilt you feel toward Lee Jo onto me?”

Why can’t words that spill out be taken back?

“That’s answer enough, Father.”

After that, Jurim never demanded an answer again.

He simply destroyed the entire garden the family had loved and disappeared.

“Well then, I’ll be taking Gru with me now, Chairman.”

Suhyeong was still hesitating even now.

Jurim turned toward the banquet hall with Gru, leaving such a Suhyeong behind.

Han Gru, who had been struggling between the two, looked back at Suhyeong.

Suhyeong moistened his dry lips. Countless reasons why he couldn’t be honest were blocking him from opening his mouth.

In the silence, Han Gru reluctantly stopped walking and pulled On Jurim’s hand.

“Why.”

“You have to wait.”

“For what.”

“Guild Leader doesn’t know because you didn’t go to kindergarten.”

“…What?”

“When a friend is presenting, you wait patiently for them.”

Speaking in front of a difficult situation is never an easy thing to do.

But if you just give them a little time and wait, even children who were struggling will soon find their voice.

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