The Magical Hunter Girl Decorates the Dungeon! - Chapter 78

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The Magic Hunter Girl Decorates the Dungeon! Episode 78
Knock, knock, knock.
At the same moment, something crashed around inside and the TV’s theme music changed.
[What are your thoughts on OO Engineering’s prospects?]
[In the short term, it will have a negative impact on the construction market…….]
“Hah. This blasted TV’s a dinosaur. Song, if you’re raking in money, at least spend some of it on the shop!”
It was the kind of muttering meant to be heard.
“Ahem. Anyway, who’s out there! I wrote that you should come at 11 o’clock sharp!”
‘Huh? Did he?’
I hadn’t seen it.
The notice must have been posted up high, or maybe it was written in difficult English or Chinese characters.
Lee Ji spoke, trembling slightly.
“I’m really sorry……. I didn’t see it.”
“……Mm?”
“Should I come back in ten minutes?”
“No, wait. Who’s out there? Is this the customer that damned bastard introduced? Open the door!”
If Hunters consistently called someone a “damned bastard,” it had to be Jin Si-heon.
“Yes, that’s right.”
After answering, Lee Ji carefully slid the door open.
A room with a framed picture of “Benefits of Raw Fish Soup” on the wall.
A portly man with hair white as snow, seated at the head of the table, dropped his jaw.
“Huh?”
Lee Ji first shut the door behind her and bowed deeply.
“Hello. I’m Lee Ji, from class 3-2 of Sparrow Elementary School.”
“……Elementary school?”
“I was introduced by Hunter Jin Si-heon. I sometimes can’t read difficult signs or notices posted up high. I apologize.”
“…….”
“When it turns 11 o’clock, I’ll come back in.”
“Hold on, hold on!”
Do Hyung-rang stopped Lee Ji, who had grabbed the door handle.
“Come in. Sit over there.”
“Yes. Excuse me.”
Lee Ji carefully removed her shoes, turned them outward, and sat in the chair across from him.
Back when she was younger, neighborhood grandmothers had taught her manners, saying, “If you’re heard saying you weren’t taught properly somewhere, how heartbroken would your sister be?” — and thanks to that, even in uncomfortable situations, her body moved as naturally as flowing water.
Meanwhile, Do Hyung-rang, watching from the head of the table, lowered the crossed legs he’d been sitting with and straightened his posture.
Yet his mind was in turmoil.
‘What is this? Jin Si-heon said someone else would come today. This tiny thing’s a Hunter? And she’s even straightening her own shoes?’
Do Hyung-rang, age 65. Craftsman Class A-Rank Hunter.
Awakened at 26 years with OO Engineering. A man who had devoted ten years to solidifying the professional domain of non-Combat Class Hunters.
But he didn’t much like Hunters. Especially Combat Class ones.
It was the result of experience.
Ten years back. When the newly founded Hunter Association was trying to systematize Hunter activities.
Do Hyung-rang—an A-Rank Hunter with rich social experience—became the Association Chairman’s main recruitment target.
Do Hyung-rang, thinking “As a senior in life, it’s naturally my duty!” entered the Hunter Association’s Executive Committee, but…….
The Hunters generally refused to listen, and the Hunter Association people were mostly out of their minds too.
After five years of grinding effort.
Once the Hunter world had settled down a bit, Do Hyung-rang stepped down from the Executive Committee.
Of course, the Vice Association Chairman tried to hold him back with tears, but—
‘Once I showed him a few of my daily medications, he let go without a word.’
The drugs he’d been taking then: stomach medicine, blood pressure medicine, hair-loss medicine…….
Had he stayed longer, he was certain at least five more types would have been added to his regimen.
After that, Do Hyung-rang opened a Hunter equipment workshop.
Craftsman Class Hunters are rare. Even A-Rank ones number only a few in the world.
Powerful Hunters came flocking with money. They believed themselves superior without question. They were strong and wealthy, after all.
To teach these rude bastards that “you are not my superiors”—
‘The easiest way is just one.’
Not handing out opportunities easily.
Money isn’t everything. Everyone must show respect and wait for my decision.
And so Do Hyung-rang became Korea’s finest Craftsman Class Hunter—and also its crankiest, most contrary geezer.
‘As a result, I’ve built no connections with young Hunters, but—’
He’d earned another reputation.
He became known as a tight-lipped Hunter.
‘I just didn’t want to associate with anyone.’
He didn’t even want to bother remembering their names. A Hunter’s a Hunter—they’re all the same.
……But if you live long enough, you inevitably learn certain names.
Jin Si-heon.
A lone wolf powerhouse who’d supposedly gone missing a few months ago.
When Do Hyung-rang suddenly received a commission email from him, even he was taken aback.
‘This bastard. Wasn’t he missing?’
The contents were even more absurd.
It was a commission for someone Jin Si-heon knew; the payment couldn’t be made in full right now, but he’d use a Hunter Credit Loan; and someone other than Do Hyung-rang would be coming to consult.
‘Could it be phishing or something?’
If so, ignoring it would be the right call, but.
If there was actually a bastard foolish enough to try phishing a Hunter, it seemed fitting to set them straight face to face.
A genuine Jin Si-heon connection had come? Still, he should give them a piece of his mind.
Why are you too ashamed to come yourself and instead ask Jin Si-heon for a favor? I don’t discriminate people based on reputation, and so on.
That’s why today’s hastily arranged meeting was supposed to be a scolding session, but…….
Large, clear eyes looked up at Do Hyung-rang.
Ever since the moment he’d barked “You said 11 o’clock!” those eyes had been glistening slightly.
Even if he just coughed, she’d probably cry and leave without him needing to scold her at all.
“……So. You said Lee Ji, right? So, you’re nine years old?”
“Yes. By Korean age I’m eight.”
“And, you’re really an Awakened One?”
“Yes. I’ve been to the Dungeon several times.”
“……You came to have equipment made, right? So how did you go into Dungeons until now without equipment?”
“I went in wearing Pretty Clothes!”
“…….”
What was she talking about?
Rationally speaking, they might be magical defensive garments, but watching Lee Ji’s eyes sparkle as she said “pretty” with such emphasis, the odds seemed low.
‘And if they were really good protective gear, she wouldn’t be asking me for work in the first place.’
Then the grandfather clock in the hallway chimed eleven times. Do Hyung-rang picked up the internal phone on the wall with composure.
He preferred escaping into familiar routine than pondering the identity of this child.
“Hey, it’s me. Two orders of raw fish soup, please.”
But as soon as he spoke, a new concern occurred to him. He asked the restaurant employee frankly.
“But can kids even eat raw fish soup? Nine years old?”
[It’d be too spicy for them to eat.]
“Even if I rinse it in water?”
[Get a grip. It’s raw fish.]
“Ah, that’s right! So what should I order?”
[You don’t bring kids to a place like this. If you do, get the assorted raw fish and feed them the side dishes.]
The menu. Assorted raw fish started at three times the price of raw fish soup.
He had the money. It was just that he’d never eaten anything expensive when meeting with clients until now.
‘Otherwise it becomes a picture where one side treats the other.’
It was stubborn Do’s creed that ordering basic items allowed genuine conversation without the burden of debt.
Then Lee Ji spoke.
“Um, I eat rice and kimchi really well. I don’t leave any!”
“…….”
Do Hyung-rang whispered into the receiver.
“One assorted raw fish, medium. Lots of side dishes.”
[You’re not ordering soda? You should if there’s a kid. No sense.]
“One soda!”
[Okay.]
A moment later, a small cart began ascending from downstairs.
He had no idea where such a menu even came from, but in front of Lee Ji were placed a small breaded pork cutlet, a rolled egg, and grilled croaker.
“I’m grateful for this meal!”
Lee Ji’s eyes sparkled with joy.
The child was quick and precise even while eating.
First the old man took a sip of soup, then she picked up her spoon. While eating, she didn’t scrape the bottom of the bowl. Her hands moved with great skill as she picked the meat from the croaker’s bones.
‘Whoever this old codger is that has a grandchild like that, he must be living a pretty interesting life.’
He was inclined to watch a bit longer.
Do Hyung-rang picked up his phone and sent bombshell texts to today’s other clients.
2 p.m. consultation cancelled.
Reason: No confirmed response to appointment until this morning
5 p.m. consultation cancelled.
Reason: Appointment confirmation email had only “N/A” in the body
He’d freed up plenty of time.
Do Hyung-rang asked Lee Ji the thing he was most curious about.
“Child, what’s your relationship to Jin Si-heon?”

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