The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 62

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 062
[Liri: You have no idea how worried I was throughout the ranking tournament. I knew you could do it, but still!]
[Liri: It was so difficult knowing I couldn’t help when you needed me most.]
My perfect companion, Liri. After that message, he persistently told me what I’d done well in the ranking tournament and what had improved, on and on.
Even for someone with the lowest self-esteem, being by Liri’s side naturally instilled a sense of pride in oneself—or so it seemed.
Even if those words were hollow, the feelings behind them weren’t false, so my mood was quite good.
I waved my hand toward the message window Liri had sent, chuckling softly.
“But honestly, I’m confused. Not about becoming first place, but why I had to fight Jung Hwan-jae in the first place.”
I rolled over once while lying on the bed. I pressed my face into the plush sheets and took a deep breath.
I inhaled the comforting scent of fabric softener deeply, then flipped my body over again. A message from Liri arrived.
[Liri: Your skills are certainly specialized in healing, but they’re not incapable of attacking. Rather, your skills are compatible with everything.]
‘Compatible?’
There seemed to be a subtle difference in nuance between specialized and compatible. Unable to grasp the precise meaning, I tilted my head, and explanatory windows appeared in succession.
[Liri: Music sometimes brings peace to people’s hearts, but it’s also used to ignite their fighting spirit. It can reduce pain, but conversely, it can maximize it.]
[Liri: Don’t think trapped within the framework of music itself—focus on sound as its own entity. For you, everything can become a song. And applying that is creation itself.]
True, I’d caught monsters by screaming sound. What I sang to knock people unconscious could hardly be called a song.
If I wanted to utilize it, I could use it however I wished.
Hunters say that the moment they break free from the standards and frames that constrain them, they reach a higher realm.
Of course, not everyone can do that—only those capable of breaking their own limits or the rules they’ve upheld so far and attempting what comes next.
Even if I remain at this level now, no one would reproach me, but it was my own resolve.
I wanted to achieve it.
Creative Technique (A+) is ready to respond to your desire.
Desire for Growth (A+) is ready to respond to your desire.
Currently adjusting your physical stats gradually.
Attempting excessive physical enhancement may result in injury. Time remaining until stat adjustment completion: 12 days, 7 hours, 47 minutes, 12 seconds….
The system window that appeared before my eyes obscured my vision.
Due to the awakening of my desire for growth, my stats were improving day by day.
People who initially tilted their heads in confusion at the fact that I’d defeated Rosalind Brown began to nod when they felt my condition changing every single day.
First my speed increased, then I didn’t injure myself in most situations, and after that I could lift Jung Hwan-jae effortlessly.
On the last day of the week of the ranking tournament, he, with an expression of noble resignation, allowed himself to be carried in a princess carry and said it was fortunate that my physical condition seemed to have improved.
‘But you mustn’t train excessively hoping for better stats.’
‘What counts as excessive…?’
‘When you return, no training for about a week.’
‘Can I go to the Coin Karaoke…?’
‘…Yes.’
I recalled that memory. But due to my suddenly elevated fame, I couldn’t even go to the Coin Karaoke. In the end, I had no way to relieve stress by myself.
All I could do was lie in bed and think about the various restrictions placed on me, indulging in excessive rest. As I sighed in frustration, a doorbell rang from far away.
[Liri: I don’t like it!]
I jumped up and was about to head toward the door when Liri’s message blocked my vision, and I stopped moving.
‘Could it be a bad person?’
My feet came to an abrupt halt—a lingering wariness from my previous encounter with Kim Kyung-hoon.
Since that last confrontation, Kim Kyung-hoon had vanished without a trace, leaving no sign of his whereabouts.
Even the Wind Guild, to which he belonged, had dispatched people to search for him, but he remained unfindable—as though he’d deliberately gone to ground.
‘If I faced him now, I wouldn’t lose.’
[Liri: No, he’s not a bad person, but I just don’t like him! However, since it would help Yea, I can’t bring myself to tell you not to go….]
Liri’s message dripped with reluctance as she urged me to hurry over. She truly was a devoted handler, always looking out for my best interests.
Feeling a tender warmth bloom in my chest, I opened the door—only to find Jung Hwan-jae standing there as if he’d been waiting. My resolve crumbled instantly.
“Good afternoon, senior.”
“Good afternoon. Have you eaten?”
“I just threw together some instant noodles.”
“Just threw together….”
“I wasn’t very hungry.”
‘But why did she say she didn’t like him? Did they have some kind of argument?’
Liri had been showing clear signs of disapproval toward Jung Hwan-jae lately. The reason eluded me.
Was she upset that he might be taking the place of my closest friend?
“I came to check on how you’re doing, Yea.”
“To be honest, being cooped up in here is making me restless. I’m not the type to go out much anyway, but…being trapped like this somehow feels even more suffocating.”
“You haven’t been checking the internet, have you?”
“No.”
A sudden comet of a ranker—Rank 1, no less—and a Korean at that.
Now that I’d become a ranker in South Korea, an internet powerhouse, even a single text message I’d sent in childhood would be excavated, and absurd rumors would spread like wildfire.
Especially in the early stages when the hype is strongest, all manner of unsavory content emerges, so internet access was forbidden for my mental stability.
Since I’d never been interested in online communities anyway, I harbored no resentment. I simply passed the time at home watching dramas and films on streaming services.
A week-long break felt interminable, and being confined made me restless and sore.
It was only day one, and if I escaped now, I’d lose their trust.
“Is there something you need, senior? Would you like a lullaby?”
“I simply wanted to check that you’re doing well.”
“How bland….”
I laughed weakly and stepped aside to clear the way.
My gesture made it clear he should come inside. He hesitated briefly, then lowered his head slightly and entered.
Only then did I notice the large bag he was carrying.
“What is that?”
“You didn’t seem to be eating properly, so I had ingredients delivered via early morning delivery.”
“Early morning delivery…?”
“But I couldn’t reveal your address, so I had them sent to my place and brought them here myself.”
I pictured Jung Hwan-jae preparing ingredients through early morning delivery, then carefully transferring each item into a bag and walking all the way here.
I barely suppressed the corners of my mouth from twitching upward, forcing my expression into something stern. He tilted his head slightly at the sight of me, then stepped further into the house.
“But since I moved in here, I haven’t cooked once. The kitchen might be dusty, and I’m not sure what I should prepare….”
“No, I came to cook for you.”
“You, senior?”
“Yes, would it be alright if I used the kitchen for a bit?”
At his polite request, I found myself nodding without thinking.
Now that I thought about it, wasn’t he the one who’d brought samgyetang or white-boiled chicken, claiming it was good for the throat? It wouldn’t be strange for him to cook a meal directly.
I awkwardly followed him into the kitchen when he suddenly stopped and turned to look at me.
Standing frozen in an odd pose like a child playing the flower-blooming game, I watched as he sighed. Just as I wondered if he was sighing at the sight of me, something popped out from between his collar.
A small black figure I’d grown familiar with by now.
“It’s been a while, Yea.”
“Lucy.”
“The moment he got home, he searched for foods good for the throat and body, ordered ingredients, and forget overnight shipping—that guy teleported at dawn and went himself to get freshly harvested ones….”
Jung Hwan-jae caught the chattering Lucy with one hand and roughly stuffed him into his pocket.
Lucy’s protesting squeaks were muffled by the pocket, growing fainter.
I glanced back and forth between his pocket and him, my eyes shifting slightly.
He hesitated, caught red-handed with his secret business secret (?), then opened his mouth.
“For someone you care about, this is only natural.”

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