The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 90

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 090
“Ah, Senior!”
“Ye-ah.”
Today’s progress.
I had removed one of the three minuses attached to my desire for growth.
I could confidently say I had worked thirty-seven times harder than most people.
But my singing ability remained stubbornly unchanged.
Still, a B+ was roughly equivalent to the stats of an idol member who didn’t typically handle vocal duties.
I knew this should be more than enough for me, but it seemed human greed was inevitable.
‘Since Ye-ah needs to sing various genres, you can’t just focus on K-pop.’
Kim Hwa-hyun, who had demonstrated numbers from famous musicals about a dozen times in front of me, offered this advice seriously.
If I practiced at the Coin Karaoke, I would only sing songs I liked, so I needed to be careful about that too.
Since I actually received all the emotions and memories that the people who recorded the song data felt when they sang it, she emphasized even more that I should listen to and perform a wider variety of styles.
‘Ah, I also watch a lot of books and movies. That will help you indirectly understand what kinds of emotions emerge in those situations.’
‘Does that relate to singing?’
‘To put emotion into a song, you need to understand the emotion itself. It’s like how someone who has never experienced love needs to at least try to understand it if they want to sing with love in their voice.’
It was an argument I couldn’t refute.
After that, I continued my usual training to build strength and agility, and I also learned how to adjust my mana with precision.
Regarding transferring mana to Jung Hwan-jae, I remained silent due to the debuff issue, but Kim Hwa-hyun taught me earnestly without asking for details.
And now I had showered at the facility and rushed to the front of the Sub-Guild Master’s Office.
The meeting with Hwa-jon seemed to be taking longer than expected.
“Haven’t they come out yet?”
“No, the conversation seems to be going on for quite a while.”
When I heard Sung Mi-ju’s explanation, the Vice Guild Master seemed like a recruitment demon king, a master of eloquence, a casting virtuoso—that sort of impression.
Since I had only exchanged greetings in passing a time or two, I didn’t really know him.
“What if the Hunter says they won’t join Hanttae?”
“They will. After all, the biggest obstacle in this situation isn’t Hwa-jon Hunter’s personal issues—it’s Ji-wook.”
He said something incomprehensible.
He even boldly declared that since we had now overcome the great barrier that is Sung Ji-wook, there shouldn’t be any problems ahead.
Could it be that the real power broker here wasn’t someone else, but Sung Ji-wook? Was he appearing like some hidden mastermind?
With a puzzled expression, I handed him the coffee I had brought.
“Hwa-hyun said you’d probably be here.”
“Yes, I thought it would be good for me to see how things conclude either way.”
I nodded quietly. I agreed as well.
Hwa-jon is fundamentally the reclusive type. It’s said to be difficult to even see his face unless it’s a situation where you need to mobilize most hunters.
To bring such a person to one of the most famous guilds in the world, he would have to make many concessions.
It was natural that he would be troubled.
“Ye-ah.”
“Yes?”
“How did you feel when I first said I wanted to bring you to Hanttae?”
“Pardon?”
What had I felt at that moment?
I placed my hand against my cheek, searching my memory. Unlike Hwa-jon, I hadn’t had a moment’s leisure to deliberate or contemplate anything.
“A savior. Honestly, by that point, I’d already exhausted every legitimate Guild worth joining, and if I hadn’t made it there, I would’ve had to resort to something illegal or go back to working at the Convenience Store.”
“….”
“I thought, ‘There’s no law in this world that demands your death. Thank goodness.’ That’s what I felt.”
I had never felt the phrase “there’s no law in this world that demands your death” so vividly before.
My loan interest rates had climbed while no additional loans were available, and with each passing day, the future grew increasingly bleak—then, like a miracle, someone appeared claiming they wanted to hire me.
And not just anywhere, but at the legendary Guild that every Hunter had dreamed of at least once.
“I didn’t have time to hesitate.”
“But now you have options beyond Hanttae, don’t you? You turned him down, but if Dante heard that Ye-ah was going to Nike right now, he’d say he’d been waiting all along.”
I laughed bitterly.
His words were likely not wrong.
If I announced I was transferring to Nikero, Dante would appear with the brightest expression I’d ever seen on his face and attempt to negotiate terms.
But I was someone with “ambition for growth,” not “ambition for advancement.”
I wanted to honor my loyalty, and I had no desire to go to another Guild and start from zero, adapting and striving all over again.
“If you’re worried that I’m here out of a sense of responsibility or because of how I felt back then, don’t be. That’s not it.”
“I wasn’t thinking that far into it, but….”
“You want me to stay, don’t you?”
Yeom Ye-ah, you’ve really grown. You’re truly admirable.
The fact that she could meet my gaze and throw out a joke like that—her introversion had been overcome so thoroughly that I found myself smiling without meaning to.
I restrained the twitch at the corner of my mouth with mature composure once more.
Jung Hwan-jae’s expression showed he’d been struck at his weak point.
I understood his way of speaking. He’d frame it as if Nike were better, but what he really wanted to hear was that it wasn’t true. I also knew that he sought this kind of reassurance from me alone.
And I didn’t dislike this exchange of words.
“Yes, I’d like for Ye-ah to remain my exclusive healer for as long as possible.”
“As long as you don’t fire me, that’s what I’ll do.”
Until the very end.
Liri’s parting words came back to me.
I didn’t know when that end might suddenly arrive, but until then, I would stand firmly at his side here at Hanttae.
I was about to continue our conversation when the door to the Sub-Guild Master’s Office suddenly opened.
We both turned our heads, coffee cups in hand. Hwa-jon walked out slowly, with the Vice Guild Master following him to the door to see him off.
“Ah, Ye-ah.”
“Hello.”
“So you’ve come too, Ye-ah. It seems you’re receiving far too much attention for just an ordinary Hunter.”
“Just an ordinary Hunter?”
Whether or not I was active in real combat, even if I was objectively outside the rankings now, a healer was still a healer.
And hadn’t I directly experienced his buffs and agility during the ranking matches?
Hwa-jon was exceptionally strong. I’d remained quiet because I hadn’t wielded enough influence in the personnel department to voice my opinion directly, but.
He smiled at me with that beautiful face of his, his expression radiant. His hair swayed softly, though there was no wind in this enclosed space.
It seemed as though mana was flowing through the very essence of his being. It must have been something like a unique buff that each hunter possessed.
Noticing that my gaze had landed on his hair, he smiled softly.
“It’s an agility-specialized buff. I can move on the wind, but in exchange, there’s always wind swirling around me like this.”
“I see….”
How cool. How incredibly cool!
I didn’t have anything like that. Nothing except these green eyes, and the musical notes that floated around me every single day.
I didn’t have them.
But seeing that Jung Hwan-jae didn’t have them either, this seemed to be a characteristic unique to Hwa-jon.
Jung Hwan-jae was watching Hwa-jon with a slightly tense expression.
“So, what happened? Have you made a decision…?”
“What do you mean? Hanttae has agreed to take good care of me.”
At those words, Jung Hwan-jae exhaled in relief.
He had been acting indifferent, but it seemed he had worried quite a bit too.
Hwa-jon, smiling gently, continued.
“I would have preferred to commute from home. They offered to install a dedicated teleport for me, but I felt that would be too burdensome.”
Hwa-jon ultimately decided to enter the Dormitory rather than stay at his original home.
The male and female dormitories were separated, but having even one more person in that spacious, quiet place felt strangely welcoming.
We wouldn’t necessarily cross paths even if we passed by each other, but his gaze turned toward me.
“And I’ve also accepted a condition.”
“A condition?”
“To provide instruction to Yeom Ye-ah as a healer.”
He bowed respectfully toward me.
Since I had never received such a formal greeting before, I found myself bowing deeply in return without thinking.
It was different from how he had been just moments before. He felt closer now.
He straightened up and smiled.
“I’m an insufficient person, but I look forward to working with you going forward.”

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