The Owner of the Healing Therapy Shop Is Ranked 0th in the World - Chapter 104

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The Owner of the Healing Therapy Shop is World Rank 0

Chapter 104

Nara carefully laid the exhausted and sleeping Bitna on the bed and cautiously came out to the lobby.

As she entered the lobby, she made eye contact with Jinseong, who had been pacing frantically around the store.

Jinseong moved his lips as if he wanted to ask something, but hesitated, unable to bring himself to speak.

Nara could read the countless worries contained in his eyes just by looking at them.

She slumped into a chair weakly and spoke first.

“She just fell asleep. It seems she still can’t make items. She ended up crying.”

At the news that Bitna had cried, Jinseong’s heart dropped with a thud.

Nara let out a deep sigh and looked pitifully toward the bedroom where Bitna was sleeping.

“She seems to be under a lot of pressure. Well, you and I have been awakened since we were young so we just live with it, but Bitna is different. She hasn’t even been awakened for long, so it must be incredibly difficult.”

“…”

Instead of answering, Jinseong quietly placed the food and snacks he had brought on the table.

These were things he had carefully chosen, wanting to feed them to Bitna.

He let out a long sigh like Nara, then took out his phone and displayed hologram data.

It was the detailed information about the Predator Gate that Bitna had provided.

Nara immediately understood why he was suddenly looking at this data.

“We need to prepare ourselves to enter the gate without items.”

I expected it, but it’s so scary without Bitna’s items.

To Nara’s muttering, Jinseong replied in a coldly subdued voice.

“The Ilsan gate with 33 hours remaining, I’ll enter this one.”

Nara seriously examined the characteristics of the Ilsan gate displayed in the hologram.

[12. Goyang City, Ilsan Area (Rank S)

Terrain: Bottomless Swamp / Boss: Ruler of the Swamp, Ermus (Magic Absorption Rate 300%)

*Special Notes: Gravity increases by 3 times or more in certain areas, risk of mobility loss]

“With 300% magic absorption and this level of gravity enhancement, you can’t handle it alone.”

Nara said, frowning.

“We need at least one more S-rank…”

Just then, the store door opened and Ean and Seondonguk entered.

Nara immediately asked how things went, but Ean shook his head.

“Mingaram was guarding the customs.”

“Damn, so the customs being tied up is all Jang Dohun’s doing too! I can’t just rip out all his hair!”

Nara exploded in frustration.

Ean adjusted his glasses and casually added.

“To stop Jang Dohun’s solo run, we need someone with that kind of influence…”

As he said this, Ean glanced at Nara.

Nara asked “Who?” with an expression of knowing nothing, and Ean coughed and answered.

“Chairman Shinnabaek, for instance… or Chairman Shinnabaek…”

When that name came up, Nara’s face instantly contorted.

“My biological father? Why that old man?”

But when even Seondonguk and Jinseong looked at her with strange gazes, Nara had a fit.

“What, what’s with those looks? Don’t tell me you want me to ask that bastard for help? I haven’t seen that bastard in over 15 years!”

Nara firmly refused, but the three men looked at her in silence as if they had made a promise.

Those cowardly yet desperate looks that said you’re the only one we can trust.

Nara ruffled her hair and screamed as if she was going crazy.

* * *

Seondonguk headed to the family home.

Passing through the garden where cherry blossom petals fluttered abundantly, he could hear the tranquil sound of a waterwheel.

Seo Eunhae in a suit was sitting on a garden bench drinking coffee, surrounded by the spring atmosphere.

“You’re here?”

Eunhae smiled at her son.

She asked “Shall I make you some coffee?” but Seondonguk briefly declined.

“We’re both so busy, I don’t know how long it’s been since we last met.”

“You must be very busy with Association work.”

At her son’s sharper tone than usual, Eunhae smiled gently.

“What my son is thinking is written all over his face.”

“I don’t understand. Why you’re taking Jang Dohun’s side, why you’re overlooking it when you clearly know what kind of person he is.”

Even at Seondonguk’s agitated voice, Eunhae remained calm.

“He does act arrogantly, that bastard.”

“Then why…!”

“I don’t like that bastard either. But does the world ever go exactly as I want?”

“Is it a message from the President? Or… someone higher up?”

To Seondonguk’s question, Eunhae only smiled instead of answering.

Seondonguk felt something snap inside him at that peaceful attitude.

“Even after suffering that humiliation, Mother…!”

Seondonguk’s gaze lingered on Eunhae’s empty sleeve.

Even though she had personally experienced what the price of obediently following orders was, he couldn’t understand Eunhae still following instructions.

But Eunhae firmly cut off the conversation.

“Don’t worry about customs. It’ll be resolved within three hours. No matter how important face is to that bastard, he should know how to distinguish the right time.”

Seondonguk realized his mother had no intention of continuing the conversation and closed his mouth.

Eunhae finished the last sip of her coffee and stood up.

“If it could be resolved so simply, why until now…”

“When you take this position in the future, you’ll understand. How much effort must be poured out from the bottom to make something into a simple matter.”

Eunhae left first with a brief farewell to take care of himself.

Seondonguk sat alone in the garden where petals fluttered, listening to the waterwheel sound.

Thinking that the Western-style coffee cup left alone in the tranquil traditional Korean house atmosphere didn’t suit this place.

* * *

My consciousness slowly rose from beneath dark sleep.

At the murmuring voices coming from outside, I opened my eyes with a start.

“Huh!”

I gasped and bolted upright, frantically searching for my phone first.

Only after checking the date and time on the screen did a sigh of relief escape.

Fortunately, there was still time left until the next gate strategy.

“…I’m crazy. How could I fall asleep in this situation.”

However, thanks to the good sleep, my head was as light as it could possibly be.

I roughly fixed my disheveled hair and stepped out of the blankets.

From the lobby direction, I could hear Nara and Ean having a heated conversation.

“Ean, you seem to have some skill at writing hate comments? Your curses are really sharp. Haven’t you been writing my hate comments all this time too?”

“Where would the experience from managing the Association bulletin board go?”

From the sound of vigorous keyboard typing, it seemed they were waging a fierce public opinion war against Jang Dohun or the League.

I chuckled and opened the bedroom door, then froze in place.

“Huh…?”

Because something like thin spider webs was rippling in the air.

The thin lines that rose like heat haze swayed flexibly like living creatures, swimming through the air.

I reached out as if enchanted, but it scattered like smoke then gathered again, maintaining its position.

A warm and soft yellow energy. That energy was flowing from the lobby direction.

I carefully opened the door leading to the lobby.

And the moment I saw that scene, I could only stop and stare blankly.

The source of that brilliant yellow energy was none other than Nara.

Every time she breathed, laughed, and spoke, clear yellow magic particles scattered around her like pollen.

‘Is this… Sister Nara’s mana right now?’

If I had only known mana through ‘feeling’ until now, what I was seeing with my eyes now was the ‘substance’ of mana.

What kind of nature it possessed, how warm and cold it was. Something indescribable flowed into my mind.

‘What on earth is this.’

I thought as I gazed, as if entranced, at the yellow light that filled the store.

‘Could this be the point that Mimi said I needed to reach?’

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