The Magical Hunter Girl Decorates the Dungeon! - Chapter 27

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The Magical Hunter Girl Decorates the Dungeon! Episode 27
The woman who had been called grandmother, elder, and ‘Gold Grandmother’ for so long finally raised both hands to size up her opponent before her.
“Grandmother. What are you doing?”
……
“Wow. Already getting dementia? You’re not even answering.”
A young man calling himself a ‘Venture Company coordinator.’
About 170 centimeters tall, perhaps.
‘Doesn’t even weigh sixty kilos.’
For anyone who actually used their body, a few muscles would show themselves even through a loosely-fitting suit.
But this man’s frame revealed no such definition.
Even the deltoids visible through his collar were flat. The irezumi tattoo draped across his shoulders looked like it burdened him.
The answer was clear.
“Get out of the way, friend.”
It was her last warning.
The coordinator didn’t catch the kindness in it, just waved his hand like brushing away a fly.
“Ah, wait a moment. The kid’s fiddling with the equipment, so I’m sorting it out—gack!”
A Double Leg Takedown.
Gold Grandmother dropped low and charged, seizing both his legs and sweeping him onto his back. One second was all it took.
Thud, crash, bang-bang.
“Ugh…!”
He clutched the back of his head, writhing like a dancing insect.
‘Don’t men these days do squats? Can’t hold it even for a second… oh, my aching back.’
Damn. Lightning shot through her lower spine.
But she couldn’t stop now.
‘If a woman’s throwing fists, she’d better break a door down!’
Gold Grandmother.
Once a judo champion, and in an era when no one in Korea could imagine a female wrestler, someone who had dreamed of wrestling for the national team—Jang Geumhui gritted her teeth and pressed forward.
Fortunately, the door wasn’t locked.
“Iji! …Huh?”
The laboratory-like room was empty.
Nothing in the cabinet, nothing under the desk.
‘There’s no other exit?’
Gold Grandmother hurried out and seized the man’s collar as he lay curled up and groaning.
“Where’s my baby? The room’s empty!”
“G-grandmother, mother, sister! Wh-ow!”
“Want me to go through all your relatives twice over? How about you just answer what I’m asking?”
She gave his arm a gentle tug, and he yelped. His shoulder joint probably made a sickening pop.
“I-I apologize! She, she went into the Dungeon, it seems!”
“What?”
A Dungeon?
“You mean the thing with monsters?”
“Didn’t I mention it earlier? Our company manages a Dungeon. It’s connected to that office!”
“How could you let a child go into a place like that!”
“It’s completely safe! I think you’re just trying to scare me—”
“Monsters come out or they don’t!”
“……A few come out, and—yipe! You’re gonna break my arm!”
“Where is this Dungeon or whatever?”
“J-just wait a moment!”
The coordinator entered the room and felt along the wall.
A moment later, the wall slid open silently. Beyond it was a gaping hole.
A blue light swirled at the entrance.
A metal placard rattled in the breeze.
[Restricted Area — No Unauthorized Entry]
[F-Grade Certification Complete
—Dungeon Management Division Seal]
The letter F offered a small comfort.
Even if it were E, or even A, the choice would have been the same.
Jang Geumhui leaned forward toward the opening.
“W-wait, Grandmother!”
Cold air wrapped around her, and the coordinator’s voice grew distant.
“Crazy…!”
Crazy, was it?
Not at all.
This was her first time entering a Dungeon. It would be a lie to say she wasn’t afraid.
But she’d faced far scarier things.
The first time had been around age sixteen, hadn’t it?
Gold Grandmother spoke through trembling teeth.
‘Father. Mother. I… I want to do Judo.’
For a girl in those days to go to university for ‘combat sports’ of all things.
Her mother had faltered, her father had roared that he’d shave her head. But trembling, she had answered.
‘That’d be nice. If you let it grow back, it’ll just be good for brushing the mat anyway.’
A few years later, the day she was accepted to university.
Her father had stroked those bent ears pressed flat from the mat—what he called the finest ears in the world.
……And then, some time after that.
She admitted to herself that her heart was pulling toward Wrestling.
‘Jang Geumhui. Where’s your head lately?’
‘Coach. I… actually….’
The moment she confessed to quitting Judo had terrified her more than that day at sixteen.
……But as time passes, scarier days come.
The day she gave up competing altogether.
The day she found her daughter collapsed.
The day she agonized over her husband’s medical bills.
Before his final round of chemotherapy.
Her husband gripped her hand tight and said:
‘Wife. Promise me you won’t strain yourself anymore.’
‘What strength do I have left to strain?’
‘When I collapsed, I remember you carrying me all the way to the hospital.’
……
‘An osteoporosis patient doing all manner of things. And soon there’ll be no one left to rub your back.’
She’d told him not to say such inauspicious things, but deep down, she’d known.
That it would become his dying wish.
‘I’ve kept that promise all this time…… Husband, I’m sorry.’
Her lower back throbbed. Her wrists ached.
But the moment the warp ended.
Jang Geumhui straightened her spine with feigned confidence, just as she had on her first match day.
‘I learned as I lived.’
The most terrifying thing isn’t fear itself.
It’s running from the situation without ever putting up a fight.
That’s what truly frightens.
“Iji!”
The Dungeon looked exactly like a ginseng field. Between the shaded rows, ugly-faced ginseng creatures danced.
“Shin Iji!”
And beyond the rows spread like waves.
A familiar voice sounded.
“Oh, oh? Gold Grandmother?”
“Oh my, Iji! My baby! Aren’t you scared…”
She’d meant to say, but.
The scene that unfolded was far from what she’d expected.
‘What…?’
First of all, the MC was sprawled on the ground, wheezing.
“Ugh…!”
A Black Rabbit stood over his head. Its bright eyes gleamed with intelligence like a well-trained dog.
Meanwhile, Iji standing at his feet….
Was beautiful.
“My goodness, where did you find such a princess dress?”
Iji’s face flushed red as she stammered.
“Th-this is…”
“Never mind that. Are you all right? Nasty creatures make you come out just to order you around.”
“I’m really fine!”
“Good. Let’s get out of here.”
Questions could wait. Leaving came first.
But just as she turned toward Iji across the rows.
Iji cried out.
“Grandmother, behind you!”
“Huh? ……The coordinator brought a friend along.”
The man she’d thrown earlier had followed with another.
They looked thoroughly confused by the situation.
“Boss! What’s going on here?”
“You guys, ugh, this little one—she’s a Hunter!”
“Re-really?”
The revelation shocked the men.
Geumhui, meanwhile, felt relief wash over her with surprising force.
‘Ah, so that’s it.’
That was why Iji had been wandering the neighborhood late into the evening.
‘She hadn’t met anyone bad.’
And there was welcome news besides.
The MC stammered for a moment before shouting to his men.
“And she’s stronger than me!”
“……Huh? Boss, really?”
“Really!”
Geumhui found herself admiring the man despite everything.
‘It’s not every day someone admits they’re weaker.’
And in front of his subordinates, no less.
But the MC was truly ‘not every day’ in many ways.
He gritted his teeth and bellowed.
“So take the old lady as a hostage!”
“Sir?”
“Hurry up! Before this rabbit tears into you too!”
“Y-yes, sir!”
That’s when Iji opened her mouth in confusion.
“A hostage… what does that mean?”
For just a moment, everyone looked ashamed.
Everyone except the MC.
“Heheheh! Little one, I’ll show you real soon! You guys, move it!”
“Ugh… y-yes, sir!”
The men began to charge.
Geumhui spun around, muttering a string of traditional curses too profane for Iji’s ears.
The moment the charging coordinator made eye contact with her, he balked.
“Yikes!”
The pain from earlier came rushing back.
As he hesitated.
His companion reached her first.
“Pardon me, ma’am, but we’re going to have to rough you up a bit!”
‘If you were sorry, you wouldn’t do it.’
But then again, if he’d listened, he wouldn’t have charged in the first place.
Estimated height 175 centimeters, weight 75 kilos. A considerable gap.
The coordinator called out.
“Hey, watch it!”
“Huh?”
But it was already too late.
Taking his moment of hesitation as her first and last chance, Geumhui reached out her hand.

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