The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 6

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 006
-You have arrived at the 27th Floor. The doors open. We hope you have a pleasant time at Hanttae today.
Throughout the elevator ride up, I practiced various introductions in my head.
Hello, I’m Yeom Ye-ah. How do you do? I’m Yeom Ye-ah, newly joining the Hanttae Guild? Hunter! I’m Yeom Ye-ah!
…Just don’t say anything at all.
I stepped out of the elevator with my mouth agape and walked down the corridor. Aside from the Lobby, this place was marked only by room numbers. It seemed intentional—obscuring the purpose of each space.
[Room 2701]
I took a deep breath standing before the door with its luxurious velvet texture.
This wasn’t a late-night convenience store confrontation where I needed to seize the initiative, nor was it an interview where I had to show off.
I had already proven myself to be useful, and I’d been recognized as a member of the Hanttae Guild. I was talent worth courting.
After completing my mental preparation, I knocked loudly on the door. Though I wasn’t sure if the sound carried through, given how soft the door’s surface was.
“….”
Since I’d knocked, I figured it was fine. With that thought, I pushed the door open with my shoulder and stepped inside.
A single man stood in the vast hall, his back to the door as he gazed out the window. The sheer scale of the space was something I never could have anticipated from the cramped arrangement of doors and rooms outside.
The man, standing quietly in what appeared to be someone’s office, turned slowly only after the door closed behind me.
“Ah, hel—hello. I’m Yeom Ye-ah, newly joining…?”
My tone trailed off awkwardly. Though uncertain, the man before me seemed vaguely familiar.
If there was anyone I should recognize as part of Hanttae, it was only one person. The man who directly hired me yesterday. The one who carries a scythe. My gaze drifted slowly toward the nameplate on the desk.
[Jung Hwan]
“I’m Guild Master Jung Hwan.”
“Ah, well….”
No matter how I looked at it, this was definitely the same person I met yesterday. So the Guild Master had come to greet me in person?
He approached me with long, confident strides and stopped abruptly. His gaze wasn’t on my face but on the bag I was holding.
“Tasty Korea?”
“Pardon?”
“That.”
He pointed at the paper bag in my hands. I’d brought it in the largest paper bag I had, and the logo of the nearby Jokbal Restaurant was printed right on it.
Unable to hide my embarrassment, I held it out with both hands. Jung Hwan, who received it somewhat awkwardly, looked at me.
“It’s the coat you lent me yesterday! I wanted to get it dry cleaned, but they said it was equipment so I couldn’t, and I’m sorry if there’s any dust on it!”
“Ah…. Did you happen to open it?”
“What? No. But I kept that jewel safe.”
“Jewel?”
He tilted his head in confusion, then reached into the paper bag. He pulled out what I’d received from the Laundry Shop Owner and held it up before my eyes.
“Does this look like a jewel to you?”
“…No, isn’t it cubic zirconia or something?”
“It’s a jewel.”
With a cryptic expression, he took the paper bag containing the coat and left.
Standing there, waiting to see what would happen next, Jung Hwan pointed to the side.
A scanning machine that looked like something from a sci-fi movie stood there.
“It’s a scanner that can read another person’s stats arbitrarily. Please stand over there. I need to understand your basic condition first, Yeom Ye-ah.”
“Yes!”
Having something to do was better than nothing. I hurried over to stand before the scanner.
A violet light of unknown origin flashed like an X-ray, sweeping across my body. Immediately after, something resembling a status window materialized in the air.
The difference from my personal status window was that this one wasn’t visible to me alone.
Yeom Ye-ah (??)
Class: Tone-Deaf Healer
Status (Baldur New Gift Currently Applied)
Strength: C+
Speed: D+
Mana: B+
??: Currently Unmeasurable
Creative Technique: F
Vocal Ability: F-
He stood before my status window floating in the air, reading each character with deliberate care.
Still seeming unable to comprehend, he stared fixedly at my Vocal Ability stat before speaking to me as if squeezing the words out.
“Looking at your class alone, it’s clear you’re a healer. I’ve experienced it firsthand, but I thought a double-check would be necessary, so I requested this.”
“Oh, no. Of course, that’s only natural.”
“Other guilds sometimes impersonate healers to discover the location of Hanttae Guild. For healers specifically, I go out and conduct these reviews myself.”
His words made it sound as though I wasn’t special—that he’d come out for reasons unrelated to me.
Then again, why would I be someone so precious? My self-esteem, which had risen slightly, plummeted once more.
He glanced at my expression, rolling his eyes. He seemed to be contemplating something, or perhaps gauging my reaction.
“…Of course, healers are rare talents. We’d be willing to pay a fortune if we could recruit a good healer. You are a rare talent, Yeom Ye-ah.”
“Thank you for saying so…”
“The one problem is that your skill proficiency is still low, which makes it problematic to treat other people.”
It felt like giving someone a disease and then the cure simultaneously.
But his words suggested that my abilities had been verified to some degree—that I wouldn’t go home crying on my first day as an intern.
My self-esteem had dropped, but I felt reassured. Plus and minus cancel out to zero.
“Yes, I understand.”
“So for now, I’d like you to work as my exclusive healer, and once your proficiency deepens, we can form a team and operate that way. Would that be acceptable? Even as an exclusive healer, I’ll guarantee you a salary that doesn’t fall short of a personal team arrangement.”
He explained that today’s summons was ultimately to process employment contracts and official registration matters.
“This is a hunter contract officially recognized by Baldur. Violating it means everyone involved bears joint liability. And since it’s been officially recognized under the guild master’s name, your hunter qualifications are also officially recognized without separate registration. The responsibility is mine.”
“What?”
“If any work violating the employment contract or damage is inflicted upon you, Yeom Ye-ah, all those on the employer’s side will have their entire stats permanently reduced in proportion to the violation.”
“…That’s certainly thorough.”
While I spent several minutes turning pages one by one, searching for unfamiliar terms, and scouring various legal websites, Jung Hwan waited for me with a composed demeanor.
After signing the standard employment contract with Hanttae Guild and exchanging it for a regular teleport card, I was catching my breath when he produced another contract.
“This is a contract for becoming my exclusive healer. The duration extends until your skill-related stats reach C.”
“…So you mean Vocal Ability and Creative Technique.”
“Yes. At minimum, they need to reach C for you to adequately care for Hanttae Guild hunters.”
With my current stats averaging F, it felt hopeless. I forced a bitter smile and picked up the pen to sign the contract.
“Hold on a moment.”
“Yes?”
“Shouldn’t you be attempting to negotiate terms with me, or at least seriously considering and investigating whether I’m trying to exploit Yeom Ye-ah? You should be far more cautious than when you were signing that employment contract.”
“Ah….”
‘So he’s saying I should have treated him like a scammer and investigated him?’
He proceeded to explain the industry-standard contract terms and the conditions he was offering me with meticulous detail, even pulling out statistical charts, all while assuming he was a scammer himself—doing this for someone like me who knew nothing about contracts—before finally extending the pen again.
It was a moment where I couldn’t help but suspect whether this was an elaborate viral marketing campaign to emphasize Hanttae’s integrity.
The contract, signed by both parties, scattered into purple fragments that dissolved into thin air.
The contract has been established under Baldur’s seal. From this moment forward, the terms of the contract shall be placed under the solemn scrutiny of judgment.
“Did a contract-related status window appear before your eyes?”
“Yes!”
“I’m Jung Hwan-jae.”
“Yes?”
“It’s good to know the name of the person you’ll be working with.”
But he issued a stern warning with a terrifying expression, telling me not to reveal this fact, before naturally shifting to a different topic.
“Let’s spend the next month or so on skill training for you and Yeom Ye-ah. What did you do before this?”
As the question reached my ears, I stole a glance at his face.

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