The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 193

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 193
“If my debuff gets fixed, I won’t have to worry anymore, and I might even quit being a healer?”
“That’s not it, but…”
Jung Hwan-jae finally admitted his mistake and hesitated before explaining the situation.
When the mana he had sent to me that day returned to his body, a window appeared.
Mana has been purified.
All debuffs are being removed.
This effect remains valid even after exiting the Dungeon.
At that time, I didn’t understand what it meant.
It was right after losing Lucy, and I was rushing toward him from a distance.
“After seeing Ye-ah’s face, I forgot everything else.”
His expression was serious, as if he wasn’t just saying something to please me.
At first, he simply forgot and couldn’t bring himself to mention it.
But afterward, he realized that if it came to light, I would reduce the frequency of my daily visits.
“I thought I should tell you someday, but I never expected it would be put off until today.”
“Right. I never thought you’d stay silent all the way until the rest period ended and Guild Hanttae started operating again.”
“I apologize.”
“Reflect on this for a long time.”
It’s a good thing that his debuff disappeared.
But that doesn’t mean I have nothing left to do.
He’s the strongest hunter in the world, but that doesn’t mean he’s completely free from injury.
Besides, with so much work that fatigue accumulates fresh every single day.
“You said it was okay for me to be by your side just because I’m me, not because I’m a healer or a hunter.”
“Yes.”
“That alone seems like enough reason for me to be here.”
As I spoke in a calm voice, Jung Hwan-jae’s eyes widened for a moment.
He found it natural that he liked me, yet every time I said I liked him, he was flustered.
I wonder if he’ll get used to it after a few years.
His flushed face fell silent as if he was thinking hard. As color gradually returned to Jung Hwan-jae’s face, he nodded.
“Yes.”
His answer was surprisingly short compared to the time he spent deliberating.
I smiled, pulling the corners of my mouth slightly upward.
“Don’t worry. Even if Guild Hanttae collapses and we become convenience store owners, I’ll be by your side.”
He carefully reached out his hand to me.
Just before his fingertips touched, Jung Hwan-jae glanced at me.
As if asking if it was okay to hold my hand.
I grasped his hand in return and even interlaced our fingers gently. His warmth and mine gradually synchronized.
“If we can be together, I think it’ll be okay no matter what happens from now on.”
“Don’t regret saying that.”
“I won’t regret it.”
Even if there were countless regrets until now, wouldn’t it be fine if we were together going forward?
At the very least, I want to believe we can overcome it.
I smiled softly while looking at him.
“How are you feeling right now, Jung Hwan-jae?”
“Ah….”
I subtly changed my form of address from “senior” to “Jung Hwan-jae”.
I thought it might feel a bit closer this way.
Seeing his face, which had barely cooled down, flush red again, it seemed my instinct was correct.
“Do you prefer this? Calling you Jung Hwan-jae?”
“Yes…. It does feel closer.”
“I was worried I was the only one thinking that, so I’m relieved.”
He smiled gently, his face still flushed.
“I like it.”
Without exaggeration, it was the most beautiful smile I had ever seen from anyone.

* * *
Fifty days after clearing Ragnarok.
Guild Hanttae Rooftop.
“So the two of you wrapped things up with a perfectly sealed happy ending, huh?”
“Don’t tease….”
Sung Ji-wook started grumbling again.
Having suffered more severe injuries than others, his return took some time.
Today was the first day he had cleared a dungeon and returned since his comeback.
So it should be a day to celebrate him, yet somehow we had become the main event.
Jung Hwan-jae and I exchanged glances without bothering to hide our embarrassment.
“When did you officially start dating?”
“Uh…. About a month ago?”
So why had this place turned into a romantic inquiry about Jung Hwan-jae and Yeom Ye-ah?
But we were the only ones who didn’t know—everyone else here seemed to have been waiting for this moment.
“Were we that obvious?”
“I mean, wearing a ring on your left ring finger and thinking no one would notice is kind of funny, don’t you think?”
Sung Mi-ju was looking at us with an expression that said she was dying of laughter.
When Sung Ji-wook entered the dungeon, she stood before the gate like a stone statue, unable to do anything, yet she’s not showing it in front of her brother.
Because of that, Sung Ji-wook was half-sulking, saying she showed no reaction even though he made it out alive.
“But I don’t know what I’m supposed to confess. If you want to ask, why are you asking me?”
Jung Hwan-jae stepped forward as if to protect me.
I rolled my eyes while looking at his back.
No matter how many times I experience this kind of public attention, it never stops feeling awkward.
“Ye-ah.”
And right then, someone called my name softly from behind.
I turned my head, and Hwa-jon was gazing at me with a gentle smile.
With his hair neatly pulled up, he gestured toward me with an impossibly beautiful face.
I lightly squeezed his hand as a signal that I’d be back shortly, then approached Hwa-jon.
“How did you manage to find the time? It couldn’t have been easy getting here.”
“Still, today is important for Ji-wook, so I had to come.”
He still belonged to our guild, but he was also diligently running his own crafting business on the side.
Kim Myung-joo had initially taught him the craft, but when his progress became too rapid, she dismissed him, claiming she couldn’t continue teaching.
Her argument was that she couldn’t reveal trade secrets if she wanted to keep earning money.
Since then, he’d been running a modest workshop in a small commercial building near headquarters.
Rather than selling items, he was collaborating with Dan Myeong-ah and Kim A-jin to distribute them for free to newly awakened hunters.
He was essentially giving away elixirs that no amount of money could buy from anyone else.
Truly a market disruptor.
“Did you close the workshop?”
“For now.”
While potions and pills were his main products, he also treated injured hunters who came to him at bargain prices.
Objectively and subjectively, it was a structure that generated no profit whatsoever.
He said he sustained the workshop through basic contracts from the Hunter Association and funds from the guild.
I’d suggested raising prices several times, but he held firm to his current operating principles, so I gave up.
“I gave Ji-wook a separate gift, and these are for you and the Guild Master.”
“Hm?”
“Of course, they can’t compare to what comes from the Ya Myung-joo Workshop.”
He carefully placed something in my hand.
It was a pair of necklaces crafted from brilliantly white metal.
“Since I mainly deal with medicines rather than equipment, this is my first time making something like this.”
At the center of the intricately carved necklace were several characters engraved.
They appeared to be characters that couldn’t be read on Earth.
“They’re from the world my Assigned Staff Member came from. Inscribed to wish for good fortune. And…”
“And?”
“Well, it also means for love to last a long time.”
The way he added this was quite playful.
Seeing my flustered expression, Hwa-jon looked satisfied and soon rejoined the group without any fuss.
Meanwhile, Jung Hwan-jae was enduring a barrage of countless questions.
When did you start liking her? When did you confess? Are you still using formal speech? And so on.
Though he hesitated a few times, he answered calmly and steadily.
His posture remained firm, as if determined to respond composedly to any situation.
Until I placed my hand on his back.
He, who had been responding calmly to everything until now, flinched and turned to look at me.
I positioned him behind me and faced the others, carefully pressing the necklace into his hand from behind.
“You shouldn’t pry too much into other people’s love lives. Besides, Ji-wook is about to get upset.”
“No, I’m not upset…”
Sung Ji-wook’s protest was cut short by Harp’s hand covering his mouth.
“You’ve been complaining since earlier.”
“But I—!”
He’d made such a fuss about not coming until the very end, yet here he was, nestled among the crowd.
He still worked in the Research Laboratory. Though I heard he’d shifted his research focus somewhat.
After the Assigned Staff Member’s death, he studied how Awakened Hunters should utilize the Valkyrie Network, and what methods would allow them to manage their magical power more smoothly going forward.
He was researching the continuing lives of these people, he’d said.
“Right, let’s celebrate quickly.”
Soon after, fireworks burst into the sky.
It was then that Jung Hwan-jae subtly draped a necklace around my neck.
I turned my head slightly to look at him, and naturally returned the gesture by placing a necklace around his neck as well.
“It suits you perfectly.”
In response to Sung Ji-wook’s shriek as cake hit his face, cheerful laughter erupted around us.
I let out a short laugh myself.
“I know. Who do you think I am?”
It was truly a peaceful and beautiful day.

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