The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 10

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 010
By filtering my words like that, it only made the situation seem more suspicious. Anyone watching would think I wanted to curse rather than save Jung Hwan-jae.
Given the circumstances, I hadn’t even entertained hopes of obtaining anything better.
The corresponding sheet music has been automatically registered to Yeom Ye-ah’s exclusive data.
From now on, ‘Drawing Out and Singing Songs’ is possible from your data.
Would you like to draw out and sing a song?
In the moment I wondered what new ability I had just awakened, sheet music unfurled before my eyes. Then, as if someone was instructing me to follow along, notes poured into my ears like a music box melody.
Lyrics that you’d only see in a Karaoke Room scrolled across my vision. As if telling me to sing those lyrics in this very situation. It was a perfect guideline.
“Such a loooong, one, across the ages of time… I knoooow you, ah…”
Terrible rhythm, terrible pitch, terrible ability to follow the guideline. Singing a song I’d never heard before with only this was difficult.
Even songs I loved and listened to ten times a day, I couldn’t get the pitch right on. So realistically, there was no way I could sing a song created just for me in one go.
But wasn’t this a situation where I needed to borrow even a cat’s paw?
“Our hoooope, two, holds the future ahead…”
Skill effects began to surround me. At the same time, a status window that had never appeared while I was singing filled all directions.
Extracting past records from the Valkyrie Network.
A musician from a certain final civilization who left behind sheet music wishes to pass their backup data to the Tone-Deaf Healer!
The Tone-Deaf Healer has not met sufficient status to inherit the data. Only partial cache will be accepted.
Since awakening, I had sung countless songs, but I had never obtained a window like this.
Do I only get special effects when I sing music acquired from the Random Music Box?
Skill casting conditions are met. Outputting correct skill wave.
Searching for skills matching the current singing wave.
Military Band’s Roar! Casting now. May Baldur’s divinity be with you!
Even though I had sung far worse than this, notes with a more complete form than any skill I had cast before flew at tremendous speed toward the pile of clothes.
The moment they made contact with the monsters, a massive light scattered in all directions. The notes burned through the monsters and penetrated inward, clinging to Jung Hwan-jae’s body standing in the middle.
To all appearances, his body bore no wounds. The notes circled endlessly around him, and I continued singing without pause.
“Yeom Ye-ah.”
“Aaaa, oooo, please, what kind of lyrics are these, aaaaa, ooooo.”
“Yeom Ye-ah.”
I was so absorbed in my own singing that I didn’t even notice Jung Hwan-jae approaching my side and placing his hand on my shoulder.
I coughed and cleared my throat, then lifted my head. Up close, he appeared completely unharmed.
With all the equipment he’d brought slung across both arms, the expression on his face as he gazed at me held both bewilderment and a hint of admiration.
“Guild Master! Even if the monsters here don’t cause much harm to the body, how could you act so recklessly? Were you planning to just stand there for hours if I couldn’t use my abilities?”
“I thought a few hours would be manageable.”
“…”
If we were any closer, I would have scolded him and asked if he was serious. Instead, I sighed and moved forward. The interior of the Dungeon, now that the commotion had passed, was quiet.
He rolled his eyes as if searching for something to say, then spoke to me.
“While we’re here, you can gather whatever you want and post it on the auction site. Since this herb only appears in one other Dungeon besides here, if you list it on the black market, you’ll make good money.”
“Is it okay to talk so openly about the black market?”
“People from the Hunter Association come here often.”
With nothing more to say, I awkwardly began pulling up all sorts of herbs that Jung Hwan-jae pointed out and stuffing them into my pockets.
This alone would be enough to cover several months of rent for where I lived.
“Did the healing work properly just now?”
“Not only healing, but it also granted a slight stat buff.”
“Really?”
“Once I master it, it will be truly useful.”
I should have mentioned that earlier. I scrambled to my feet, brushing dirt from my nails and gathering up the rent money.
So if I sang a song that came from the music box, I could grant buffs other than standard healing? I’d have to ask how to open random boxes as soon as I got out of here.
He suddenly extended his hand toward me. I brushed the dirt from my hands, wiped them on my coat, and hesitantly took his hand.
“Guild Master, how was my singing?”
“The effect was certainly effective.”
“…No, I’m asking how the singing itself was.”
“…”
The hand I was holding trembled slightly. I quietly opened my stat window.
Vocal Ability: F-
“I’ll practice hard!”
“Yes, I’ll drive you home.”
His blunt response stung, but all I could do was laugh.
After that, it was all about adapting to Hanttae. Learning what to do and how to do it properly, what facilities were available in each building.
The Guild Master prepared a soundproof space where I could practice singing alone. The rooms that had been individual units became personal spaces for each hunter, and since many had been intentionally built when the building was constructed, there were some he could immediately give to me.
After efforts so intense my throat bled, I finally succeeded in raising my Vocal Ability from F- to F.
‘It still seems a bit difficult to share with others.’
‘So you’re saying you won’t let me hear it.’
The Guild Master would find me whenever he had a moment and listen carefully to my singing.
Though he made time for me so readily without making a show of it, I knew there were many people calling for him.
In the midst of all this, I was so grateful and embarrassed by his attention that I tried even harder.
Perhaps recognizing my efforts, he occasionally brought me one or two items worth listing on the marketplace.
16 Heavenly Herb has been sold on Miracle Mall.
The amount minus the 4% sales fee has been deposited into your registered account.
I was in a good mood from morning. I thought it would cover a few months of rent, but it was far more than that.
Money had come in that would let me pay a full year’s rent at once. Though I had chosen an excessively run-down and cheap place to move into.
Hi~ you said you’d move out next month, right? I want to come see it today, can you tell me when you’re off?
Sure thing
And I made a decision. I would move, combining all the money I’d saved so far with what I’d just received.
I vaguely recalled seeing something in Hanttae’s internal regulations that said if you request it, you can move into the dormitory if you provide a certain amount of money.
‘I should move there. I might have to pay more than my current rent, but I’m making good money now.’
My life would go well. That’s what I thought until I went to work.
People often say that as you age, you tend to hum melodies to trivial words.
But I don’t think that way. It’s simply a characteristic of Koreans who are full of spirit. There’s no data from other countries, so the evidence isn’t sufficient, but that’s how it is anyway.
Even when restocking the Convenience Store, I’d sing alone at night when no one was around—wondering where this item goes, where that one goes, oh, there’s so much waste. I found it hard to endure those hours without singing.
‘But I think I’ll need to break that habit.’
Today, something happened, you see.
“Which floor should we go to?”
I hummed in the softest voice possible. The problem was that a Hunter happened to be passing right by me. I was merely following essential Korean etiquette.
Unfortunately, that person wasn’t wearing earbuds and heard my song clearly. Even though I’d only sung a single line.
“Hey! Wait a moment!”
“Oh no! Mi-ju! Mi-ju, snap out of it!”
The person had collapsed.

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