The Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial - Chapter 89

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Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial! Episode 89

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The third day ended with the excavator endlessly elevating the status of the flying squirrel.

That evening, the squirrels treated Han Gru with great hospitality.

After indulgently enjoying the strawberry juice that Chaeche had offered, Han Gru fell asleep holding Mephistopheles tightly.

And then the fourth day.

“Vroom vroom beep beep little square bus~ Even when it rains, there’s never a problem~”

Creak creak- creak- creak creak-

Han Gru was pulling his bicycle toward the river to fetch water from the stream.

Now he needed to plant acorns and water them. He was humming cheerfully when he spotted a trickling stream of water flowing down.

‘Right here!’

Swoosh!

Han Gru came to a stylish stop, kicking up dust, and got off his bicycle.

‘Han Gru, master of driving.’

Han Gru, who had carefully put on boots over the cuffs of his overalls, picked up a bucket with his swaying tail.

The squirrels had said that Han Gru’s ears and tail were showing because his beastification was incomplete due to his young age. They said he’d be able to hide them perfectly when he got older.

‘But the tail is convenient.’

It felt like having three hands.

At times like this, Han Gru thought living as a flying squirrel wasn’t so bad, but then he shook his head vigorously.

To make him lose his humanity like this. RP Dungeons really are scary places.

No matter how much he was praised as a king by the squirrels, no matter how he could indulgently enjoy strawberry juice and acorn cookies every day as their king, Han Gru had an unforgettable goal.

‘I need to find the Snow Leopard Tribe to beat up Ham Honggi!’

Helping the Squirrel Tribe is only temporary. As he reaffirmed this once more while drawing water, something caught Han Gru’s eye.

Something was floating down from upstream.

“Huh?”

Something black, large, and elongated was slowly drifting down with the current. Looking closer, it was something wrapped up in wet cloth.

“What is it?”

Han Gru took out his duck clip from his inventory and stretched out his arm to poke at it.

Splash!

Then it flipped over and a face became visible.

“Kyeeeeek!”

He was so startled that his ears and tail shot up sharply.

“It’s a person!”

Why is a person floating downstream?! Han Gru grabbed his shoulders and arms and struggled to pull him up onto the shore.

It was a boy wearing a long black hood.

“Huff huff.”

After barely managing to drag the boy outside, he was breathing heavily.

‘Oh!’

It’s a familiar face.

Han Gru pulled back the Boy’s Black Hood.

Soft-looking dark brown hair and delicate, refined features.

‘His eyes aren’t open.’

Hmm, Han Gru frowned and forced the eyelids open to check the eye color.

Left eye was gold, right eye was blue.

As expected, it was him.

‘Cat hyung from the Auction House!’

And for some reason… on top of cat hyung’s head were triangular ears with white base and black spotted patterns.

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Warm and cozy sunlight leaked through the window, slowly warming his eyes.

Feeling the sunlight, Sergey’s eyelids fluttered.

Where am I? Who am I? What’s my last memory? He desperately tried to recall his memories.

‘I am Sergey.’

My last memory is opening the RP Dungeon with Irina…

To obtain the Dungeon Core, we infiltrated the Brom Guild Alliance and entered the Dungeon together.

The ‘Core’ was a kind of storage device that saved the Dungeon’s information.

It was something bosses created to maintain the Dungeon, usually useless to humans but necessary for Irina’s next plan.

And, with large-scale combat in mind, we had created and set up Combat Mannequins…

Sergey slowly opened his eyes and frowned.

“Are you awake?”

“Chwi-jju?” (Did you wake up?)

Seeing the two faces that suddenly poked their heads toward him, reality felt even more distant.

A baby squirrel human and one squirrel… squirrel…?

“Why am I seeing squirrels in front of me?”

“Because I’m a flying squirrel!”

“Chwi-jjing-chwi-jju!” (Because you’re a flying squirrel-nim!)

Despairing, Sergey covered his eyes with both hands.

“…Is this squirrel hell? Even coming to hell, to a place like this…”

At this, Chaeche asked back in an angry voice.

“Chwi-i?! Jji-jji!” (Why hell?! If anything, it would be squirrel heaven!)

However, Sergey just blinked blankly.

“What are you saying?”

“She’s asking why it’s hell and not heaven.”

“There’s no way I’d be in heaven…”

“Eh?”

At his cynical tone, Han Gru blinked.

In the meantime, having regained more of his senses, Sergey looked around and opened his mouth.

“But what the hell. Why are you here? And come to think of it, why are you a squirrel! What is this whole situation?!”

Sergey bolted upright and began to panic in gradations.

From the sudden movement, Sergey covered his mouth and coughed up blood that was boiling hot.

There didn’t seem to be any major external injuries, but his internal injuries appeared severe.

Chaeche tried to help, but Sergey sharply swatted away the helping hand.

“First, explain what this is.”

Han Gru decided to correct the most important fact first.

“Han Gru isn’t just a squirrel, but a flying squirrel. The king of squirrels.”

Sergey stared at Han Gru with a dumbfounded expression. Then he replied halfheartedly as if wondering what he had expected.

“…If you’re a king, then you’re an OP character. Congratulations.”

OP? Han Gru tilted his head at the unfamiliar term.

“OP character… Cucumber pizza cake…?”

*OP character: Short for overpowered, meaning a character with powerful abilities that’s considered broken.

“So what is this place? A squirrel map? Are you really him? You’re not a fake, are you?”

Sergey grabbed Han Gru’s cheeks and repeatedly stretched and released them.

“Wuiiing-!”

It’s really Han Gru!

It was Chaeche who saved Han Gru. Sitting with his chair pulled far back, Han Gru touched his stinging cheeks and pouted his lips.

“This is the squirrel tribe. We grow trees on the farm and collect acorns. And…”

Han Gru looked at Sergey’s head area.

“Are you from the Snow Leopard Tribe, hyung?”

At those words, Sergey’s right ear twitched.

“Ah… yeah.”

Along with his reluctant answer, two white-furred ears above his dark brown hair flattened backward.

His body must have been so damaged that his ears couldn’t be hidden and were sticking out.

‘If only it hadn’t been for the Gnosis Hunter.’

He had deliberately placed the Mannequin unit a bit away to avoid being detected by the Brom Guild, but that turned out to be the problem as he was unfortunately discovered by a Gnosis Hunter.

As he was recalling that time, Han Gru brought his face close and stared intently into his eyes.

“What?”

“Your eyes…”

“Yeah?”

Han Gru thought about something and then smiled brightly.

“They’re pretty.”

“What?”

Sergey frowned.

Why was he suddenly saying his eyes were pretty? Flustered, his cheeks turned red and his ears perked up.

That’s when it happened.

The squirrels outside the window began screaming.

“Chit-chi-chi-chik!” (Master is coming!)

Sergey, who couldn’t understand squirrel language and had no way of knowing what they were saying, could only look bewildered, while Han Gru’s eyes widened as he stared at Chaeche.

‘Master?!’

He had overheard the squirrels’ conversation.

There was an incredibly strong foreign squirrel, and they had decided to call him Master.

‘What a mysterious person. Which guild is he from to come alone?’ he had thought.

“Squeeeek-!” (Aaahhh!)

“…?!”

But somehow the squirrels’ piercing screams felt ominous.

“Chaeche, let’s go downstairs.”

Han Gru went down to the first floor with Chaeche.

The two of them rushed down the stairs with quick steps and threw open the door.

“…!”

“…!”

And they froze in shock at the sight before their eyes.

The figure standing in the center of the horrified squirrels was dyed bright red from head to toe.

He was soaked red as if someone had poured red paint over his head.

…The problem was that it clearly wasn’t red paint but blood to anyone who looked at it.

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