The Owner of the Healing Therapy Shop Is Ranked 0th in the World - Chapter 74

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The Owner of the Healing Therapy Shop is World Rank 0

Chapter 74

After completing two more items and placing them in the display case, I finally felt the tension in my shoulders.

The remodeled workshop was definitely more efficient.

Using the magnifying glass Sohee gave me to appraise the materials Ohyeongtaek brought, sorting them by properties, and combining them to create new types of items – the whole process felt like magic.

Though my shoulders were stiff and my back ached, I kept registering recipes without rest.

Thanks to that, I quickly surpassed 10 recipes.

^[Sub Quest Complete!]^

^[Path of a True Craftsman (1): Register original item recipes! (11/10)]^

^[A special subspace pouch and 2 stat points are awarded as completion rewards.]^

“The subspace pouch seems really useful, let me try it…”

I tested putting items from the display case into the newly acquired subspace pouch and taking them out.

“Wow, it really holds endless amounts but I don’t feel any weight at all!”

When I checked the time, the promised hour was already upon me. I hurried to the mirror to straighten my appearance.

I tidied my hair that had gotten messy from working and held the yellow daisy bouquet that Store Owner Hwalyeon had carefully wrapped for me.

Right on time, a long, gleaming black limousine that completely clashed with the shabby alley stopped outside the store.

“They’re here.”

Mimi looked at the car and nodded.

A middle-aged driver got out and looked around for a while, seemingly searching for my store, so I carefully opened the door.

“Hello?”

The driver saw me and bowed politely.

“Are you Miss Yebichnna? I’ve come on an errand from Young Master Seondonguk.”

I said goodbye to Mimi and got in the car.

As I settled into the limousine’s plush seats, I finally felt my tension ease a little.

The destination wasn’t the hospital but Seondonguk’s mansion.

Since an S-rank Hunter’s discharge and return was a hot topic of public interest, Director Seo Eunhae had twisted space to create a ‘door’ connecting the hospital and home, secretly moving Oppa.

The Director’s space-twisting skill had distance limitations, but familiar spaces like homes could have doors created relatively easily even from far distances.

Getting out of the car, I couldn’t help but gape at the scene before me.

“Wow… it’s like a palace.”

I knew Seondonguk was well-off, but this exceeded my imagination.

It was a grand mansion where the elegant curves of traditional hanok architecture and the sophisticated technology of modern construction formed a strange yet perfect harmony.

Most overwhelming was the garden that spread beyond the main gate.

Walking along the stone path, the sound of clear stream water tickled my ears, and well-maintained ancient pines stretched their branches gracefully.

Flowers blooming in various colors as if forgetting the season created the illusion of being in a fairy tale world where time had stopped.

Is this what it would feel like to walk through an ancient king’s garden?

Even the smooth stone path beneath my feet felt extraordinary.

I walked slowly, feeling a strange sense of displacement as if I’d entered another world.

“You can wait here.”

“Ah, yes. Thank you.”

Guided by the secretary to the reception room, I looked around the wall shelves while waiting for Oppa.

Various picture frames were lined up there, and one photo particularly caught my eye.

It was young Seondonguk with adorably chubby cheeks. I couldn’t help but laugh.

“It’s been so long since I’ve seen this face.”

But the person holding Oppa in the photo wasn’t Director Seo Eunhae, but an unfamiliar woman.

“That photo’s pretty funny, right?”

Startled by the low, reliable voice, I turned around to see Seondonguk standing there.

“Oh, Oppa! Ah, sorry for looking without permission. It was just so cute that I…”

“It’s fine. That’s why I put the frame there. I laugh when I see it sometimes too.”

Oppa approached with a refreshing smile. He looked completely different from when he wore hospital gowns.

The well-fitted hanbok suited Oppa much better than a suit and seemed to express his character well.

His shortly cut hair showed his straightforwardness, and his eyes beneath thick eyebrows still held a kind light.

When his massive build and broad shoulders befitting an S-rank tank met the soft lines of the hanbok, it gave off an aura that was both solid like a mountain yet warm.

Seeing Oppa’s healthy face directly made my nose tingle.

A miracle really had happened.

“I’m so relieved you look healthy. Now it feels real that Oppa has awakened.”

“Thanks to whom. Come, sit here.”

On the polished wooden floor was a cotton cushion embroidered with flowers.

I thought I’d only see things like this in historical dramas.

As I carefully sat on the cushion, Oppa sat facing me.

The sound of the hanbok rustling and the waterwheel from the garden naturally put my mind at ease.

“Let me serve tea first.”

Oppa began handling the tea set with skilled movements.

His hands were surprisingly delicate as he poured water into the teacup.

“Wow, Oppa, you know tea ceremony too? You look completely different. You only held shields, so I thought you’d be far from things like this.”

“That’s a compliment, right?”

Oppa’s playfully smiling face showed his old composure completely.

Soon an elegant Korean meal setting was brought in. Meat dishes with subtle medicinal herb aromas and clean vegetable sides were carefully arranged on the tray.

“Our house chef is really skilled. I specially asked them to take extra care since you were coming. You haven’t eaten yet, right? Try it quickly.”

“As expected of a young master… You even have a chef at home, and such a magnificent garden.”

“Is this all my doing? It’s thanks to my parents. I was just lucky.”

Oppa smiled kindly and placed utensils in front of me.

“Ah, this is a gift.”

Overwhelmed by the mansion’s grandeur, I’d forgotten about the gift. I proudly held out the bouquet I’d brought.

“I specially sprayed oil mist made for Oppa, so just placing it in your room will clear your head.”

Oppa took the daisy bouquet I handed him and breathed in its fragrance deeply.

“It really is refreshing. Thank you, Yebichnna. I heard you visited every week while I was lying there. Changing the flowers each time too.”

“…I just stopped by on my way to hospital volunteer work. Nothing special…”

When I trailed off embarrassedly, Oppa’s eyes widened.

“Volunteer work? You’ve been continuing that all this time? You used to go volunteering diligently before too. You’re still as sincere and kind as ever.”

“These days I can’t go much because I’m busy with store work.”

“You must be busy since you awakened. It’s late, but congratulations, Yebichnna.”

I was so surprised I stopped eating.

“Huh? How did you know I awakened…?”

“I may have nearly died, but I’m still S-rank. I can tell just by looking.”

Oppa acted pompous for a moment, then burst out laughing.

“Just kidding, our mother told me. She said we should know exactly who our benefactor is.”

“Ah, really?”

“Actually, even if she hadn’t told me, I had somewhat noticed. That mana that awakened me felt completely different from Sohee’s mana.”

Oppa set down the bouquet and gazed at me deeply.

“It was really warm. In the pitch-black darkness, it felt like someone was calling my name with very gentle hands. When I realized it was you, I can’t tell you how relieved I felt. Thank you, truly.”

The heartfelt gratitude made my chest feel tight, but I deliberately shook my head and joked.

“Hey, don’t thank me. I was just repaying my debt to Oppa. Now we’re even!”

“Debt? What debt do you owe me? As far as I remember, there’s nothing you’re indebted to me for.”

Oppa tilted his head as if he really didn’t know.

“Nothing I’m indebted for? There’s no one I owe more to than Oppa.”

I looked down at my reflection in the teacup, recalling that day from long ago that Oppa might not remember.

“You really don’t remember? The child crying alone at the orphanage.”

I slowly opened my mouth and began turning the pages of faded memories.

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