Was Happy Being a Despised F-Rank Healer, You Know? - Chapter 1

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1. Surviving as an F-Rank Healer (1)

“Number 18, Jin Hali.”

“Yes!”

“…You came again today.”

The teacher called attendance today and deliberately added a comment.

“When does this class’s practical training start?”

“Today at seven PM!”

“Hmm.”

She’ll die soon.

He didn’t say those words, but at this point it was as good as saying them.

One week since the entrance ceremony.

During that week, ‘Jin Hali,’ who had been the center of attention in a bad way, was now smiling brightly, pretending to know nothing while understanding everything.

‘It’s not like she doesn’t know the atmosphere is telling her to hurry up and die. I can’t understand why she came here in the first place.’

The people at 【Narin Academy】 had pride in this school.

The minimum graduation standard was B-rank.

It was a prestigious hunter high school that only produced talented individuals with sufficient real combat experience.

50 years ago during the 【Third Apocalypse】, Narin alumni played active roles in preventing the apocalypse, so its global reputation reached the sky.

Naturally, this place had admission standards.

You had to be at least D-rank before turning 17, have no criminal record, and above all, possess skills that could be utilized in dungeons.

The problem was that these admission standards didn’t apply to healers.

‘Even so, F-rank is…’

While healers received such treatment because they were a special profession with few numbers, this was the first time an F-rank had been admitted.

The reason to protect healers in dungeons was because they could save lives in critical moments, but what was the point of protecting someone who could only do that three times a day?

Nevertheless, Jin Hali had enrolled here and had been cheerfully enjoying academy life for a week without her expression cracking once.

As if she didn’t care at all that students might die because of her.

‘Well, it’s not my concern.’

The pitiful ones were this class.

They’d have to give up on group performance scores.

‘I’ll have to give up on the first semester performance bonus too.’

The teacher clicked his tongue and slammed the attendance book shut.

What could he do when he was unlucky enough to be assigned as homeroom teacher for the inferior class?

Well, Class 8 was a class with many problem students besides Jin Hali. So it might benefit the academy if their numbers decreased as much as possible.

“Alright, let’s meet alive then. Dismissed.”

He didn’t even try to hide his lack of motivation and shuffled away.

“…We’re screwed.”

“Isn’t that homeroom teacher not going to give promotion recommendations next semester?”

“…I don’t know about others, but he definitely won’t give one to a certain someone.”

As soon as the teacher left, the Class 8 students glanced somewhere and whispered among themselves.

“If she’s F-rank, she can’t heal many times. How does she plan to handle all those practical training sessions by coming here?”

“I don’t know. I just feel sorry for whoever gets teamed up with her.”

Just looking at her appearance, she looked like some bewitching beauty from a fantasy novel. But she just smiled so purely and innocently that she seemed infinitely easy to deal with.

So the students were gossiping about her without restraint.

Of course, Jin Hali never minded. Even now, she was looking at the next theory class materials with sparkling eyes while hearing everything.

“Studying won’t help anyway.”

The annoyed students raised their voices as if for her to hear.

“And you don’t need to worry about teams. F-ranks legally can’t enter C-rank or higher dungeons.”

“Oh, right. …But isn’t our school’s minimum practical training dungeon C-rank?”

“Yeah. So she won’t be able to do performance evaluations and will only go through festival dungeons, right? Unless the top students scout her.”

“…Scout my ass. She probably just came here to catch the eye of guild officials at the festival.”

“Hey, you need to be at least C-rank for that to be possible. Are the officials’ eyes just decorations? They’d be crazy to pick an F-rank.”

“True.”

Then, Jin Hali drew circles next to her head with her finger and glanced at the kids saying ‘crazy.’

The whispering students flinched.

Because they got caught cursing?

No, this kind of thing had happened plenty of times over the past week.

What made them pause was, ridiculously, because Jin Hali was pretty.

‘I don’t think she was this much during the entrance ceremony. Or was it? Maybe I didn’t notice because she looked shabby?’

Her pale skin, which looked like it had never seen sunlight, was clean and drew attention in contrast with her long black hair.

Her mysterious deep purple eyes looked like they had stars embedded in them.

Even among hunters, who were generally blessed with appearance corrections and were often unique and beautiful, she belonged to the category of unparalleled beauty.

Especially when she smiled like that.

“…”

“…”

…Right now, she smiled as if finding them cute, right?

Even families couldn’t look at strong awakened ones like that. So sprouts with the potential to become hunters often developed independent tendencies early on.

It wasn’t that they were dissatisfied with this.

From the moment they awakened, they lived half-dominated by some animalistic instincts. Skills, mana, stats, and such were nothing more than quantifications of how strong the instincts dominating them were.

So in their society, acting like that without trying to defeat the other person or having special reasons was an unfamiliar thing.

Even after Jin Hali turned her gaze back to the materials, the two students remained frozen for a while.

And they slowly straightened their posture and thought.

‘Shouldn’t she have gone to an entertainment agency instead of here?’

More peculiar than her appearance were her eyes.

‘What, does she think she’s a saint or something?’

That leisurely(?) kindness despite being F-rank. Even when spoken to with rough language, what always came back were kind eyes, a gentle smile, and a clear voice like birds chirping.

Especially those quiet yet warm eyes had an aspect that made viewers feel restless.

They had no way of knowing that it was the gaze of Jin Hali’s adult soul looking at teenage students with pure affection.

The two students made disgruntled faces.

Hunters were basically belligerent.

So their world was close to that of beasts.

Korea was one of the few countries with a well-established system, so it was somewhat better, but that was just a matter of degree.

So naturally, seeing something harmless and unrelated to dungeon conquest became difficult.

Things like fragile cute creatures, or kind words and actions…

So the two students didn’t know why the anger in their hearts had suddenly disappeared.

They stayed frozen like that for a moment, then decided to awkwardly continue what they were doing.

“A-anyway.”

“Yeah, she’s a nuisance!”

…Right, F-rank is a nuisance.

Class 8 had thirteen members, an odd number, so actually having one person left out wouldn’t be a problem for forming dungeon practical training teams, but the problem was the final exam.

“The finals are class versus class.”

“Right.”

If even one class member died, points would be deducted, so everyone would be stuck fighting while protecting a very pretty piece of baggage!

And if they prevented her from entering the dungeon, the point penalty would be even greater.

Thinking of her as baggage, their fluttering hearts instantly normalized.

Probably when they saw that F-rank pathetically just screaming and hiding around in the Final Exam Dungeon, wouldn’t their now-cooled anger flare up again?

“She should have just dropped out this semester.”

Everyone silently agreed with someone’s blatant muttering.

Never dreaming that in just one year they’d suffer from separation anxiety at the thought of Jin Hali leaving.

***

I looked at my classmates with compassionate eyes.

Everyone took it for granted that they would be going to dungeons.

‘How can they all be like that?’

It seemed curious to me.

No matter how much the academy constantly guards against students dying, unless you’re S-rank, there’s always a possibility of death.

There’s a reason why guilds eagerly recruit anyone who graduates safely from Narin Academy.

‘Originally, about a third of each class disappears every semester.’

Some die, but quite a few retire early due to injuries.

In the original story, starting this year, the number dying would increase significantly.

But unlike me, even knowing that, the kids here probably wouldn’t leave school.

They all must have come here carrying some sense of justice in their young hearts.

‘Modern-day heroes.’

Or more precisely, I should call them present-day heroes.

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