Was Happy Being a Despised F-Rank Healer, You Know? - Chapter 169

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18. Who Opens Their Eyes (8)

The direct bloodline of the Yoo Clan had changed into ordinary clothes and disguised themselves as unremarkable school staff before the Disposable Invisibility Coin’s effect wore off.
Of course, since the Principal and teachers were formidable opponents, they’d had to go through the trouble of incapacitating a few non-residential staff members and impersonating them.
But it was manageable enough.
After all, how long had it been since they’d last breathed outside air?
Beyond that, there was something else they were looking forward to.
“Did you see that? The graveyard she manifested? What would it feel like to be buried there?”
“Get your head straight. We’re the ones doing the burying, not the ones being buried.”
“Both of you, quiet. Don’t talk.”
It would be safer if they pretended not to know each other.
Truth be told, the older sisters and brothers had told them to stay hidden, but they couldn’t manage it.
After all, they couldn’t miss watching the rehearsal!
‘Though I suppose part of it is because we know what Isang Hee might do.’
To Yoo Bin’s mind, honestly, it didn’t make sense that Isang Hee would pull something that could get her expelled just for taking aim at one older sister—Hali.
Disliking someone was one thing, but to go that far?
Yet Isang Hee was planning to do exactly that, and stupidly, she was pushing forward without even realizing her whole plan had already been uncovered.
Yoo Bin had reached a conclusion.
‘She’s just stupid, that’s all.’
Of course, Yoo Seop’s assessment was different.
You could see at a glance that Isang Hee was a dyed-in-the-wool Grade Supremacist.
‘I know well what our father is like. People like that—if their pride gets wounded, murder is easy.’
Of course, there was the jealousy born of affection for Yuhan Seong, but at its core, it was inferiority.
And how many fools had stumbled and fallen because of inferiority?
Still, if that stumbling became even slightly more powerful, it could be fatal to older sister Hali—which is why they’d all gathered like this.
At the stage of Class 8, where the older sisters and brothers were rehearsing.
“When does it start?”
Mere minutes after receiving Yoo Bin’s warning, the younger clan members had already begun whispering to one another again.
Half of it was genuine concern for Hali, but the other half was plainly an excuse to come watch the play.
“Soon.”
The moment Yoo Rim answered in her rough voice.
Yoo Min, who’d been silent the whole time, spoke softly.
“They’re not to be underestimated.”
At that remark, all the clan members nodded silently.
The caliber of people Isang Hee had pulled in was formidable.
Those gathering bit by bit below the stage were mostly just spectators or school personnel interested in Class 8’s performance, but a considerable number of them gave off a suspicious air.
On the level of assassins, they wouldn’t be difficult to handle—but if it came to a direct confrontation like this, rather than a clinical engagement…
Each one was an Ability User in their own right, making them troublesome.
“Remember this: our first objective is to avoid exposure.”
Yoo Bin, unable to hide his troubled expression, restated it verbally for clarity.
They all nodded, but if things came to it, they were prepared to lend a hand even if it meant their identities were revealed.
Though if it came to that, they’d have no choice but to kill their opponents.
“Of course. Our master is older sister Yu Hee, after all.”
Yoo Seop said it with a grin, but he too was steeling himself for that possibility.
Yoo Bin probably thought the same, despite what he said.
Jin Hali was their benefactor.
From what they’d heard later, if things had flowed the way they were going, not only would they not have served older sister Yu Hee—they’d have become her enemies and died.
Even if they’d survived, they couldn’t have served her.
‘The Clan Leader would never have allowed it.’
But older sister Hali had resolved that for them.
And furthermore.
“You know, about the rabbit older sister. Don’t you find her strange?”
In the silence, Yoo Seop spoke so only Yoo Bin could hear.
“Use the proper name. Hali. And strange? What do you mean?”
“You don’t find her strange?”
“What I mean is, why bring it up out of the blue?”
“Well. There are quite a few strange things about her, all things considered. …Nothing major, though.”
Yoo Seop recalled what Hali had said to them earlier.
“If you get hungry, eat only what I’ve prepared for you. Understood?”
“But what if we get sleepy?”
“Then sleep soundly, just don’t get caught.”
No matter how tediously they asked questions, one after another, older sister Hali showed no sign of annoyance.
It wasn’t just terse replies either.
Like the mother of a gentle stork family from a fairy tale, her words came back with tender scolding.
It was refreshing the way kind words tumbled out in chunks whenever you touched on her soft spots.
“Sorry, but save enjoying the festival for when you become third-year students. Understood?”
They’d said they understood, but here they all were, having made their plans, which meant if they got caught, they’d be in for a scolding, wouldn’t they?
“If I said I was excited even though I’d get scolded, would that make me weird?”
“That you’re weird is nothing new—no point bringing it up now.”
“That’s cold of you. Don’t you find her strange? I’ve never seen a person outside the family treat someone like that unless they’re family.”
“When we think about it, we’ve only ever really seen targets or clan members. Isn’t your comparison set a bit too narrow?”
Clearly, Yoo Bin had been thinking about the same thing.
Even timid Yoo Min was rolling his eyes looking for Hali, so he’d opened his heart considerably.
“If you get hurt, you have to come to us. No—come find me. Understood? You can find me quickly enough, right?”
They’d never met anyone in their lives who worried about them getting hurt.
They’d never asked for such a thing, but now that they’d experienced it, it was good.
“If a one-in-a-million situation comes up, you can break every rule I’ve given you. Just stay alive first, that’s the priority.”
She’d said so many things they’d never heard before that they kept turning over Hali’s words in their minds.
To mid-teens who’d only ever heard unconditional orders, a person telling them they could break her commands if it meant living…was genuinely not bad at all.
They wanted her to do even more.
They knew that after the festival it would be hard to see her, but if they helped here or if she had to save them, wouldn’t older sister Hali remember them later too and welcome them again?
They all harbored that small selfish hope, and they knew it about each other.
Yoo Bin seemed deeply uncomfortable with it, though.
“Anyway, put your mind at ease.”
“What are you suddenly talking about?”
“Did you not hear what older sister Yu Hee said?”
“I don’t particularly need your help. But you’re not useless either. Protect Hali.”
While they were at the Academy, the third-year classmates including Yuhan Seong would protect her, but once they graduated, the excuse of being classmates would disappear, so there was a chance they’d all scatter.
Beyond that, in the worst case, the Annihilation Dungeon could arise, and there might be times only they had to enter.
“Remember that I’m taking you in for those moments.”
At that time, older sister Yu Hee had demonstrated Yuhan Seong’s training techniques in front of them and engaged in sparring against a virtual monster.
Her skill was overwhelming—far beyond what they’d known.
They realized, just as Yu Hee had said, that they couldn’t even be her hands and feet right now.
And perhaps they never would be.
“Do you understand?”
“Yes!”
The day Yu Hee became the head of the Clan—they were looking forward to it.
They would prepare themselves so they wouldn’t be ashamed to stand at her side then.
But at the same time, until that day came, they had sworn to protect Jin Hali from any threat the moment she was alone—threats like those her Summoned Creatures couldn’t handle—according to Yu Hee’s orders.
Since they’d made such a vow, at least if this business came to light, they wouldn’t be scolded by older sister Yu Hee.
Yoo Bin was just uncomfortable because he held commands sacred.
“So put it aside and just enjoy this for now.”
“…I’ll take that as permission to relax.”
Yoo Seop chuckled and shrugged his shoulders.
Then, turning his head absently, he froze.
A moment later.
Yoo Seop, who’d been staring intently in that direction, nudged Yoo Bin with an awkward smile.
“Hey, sorry, but I think we need to stay tense.”
“…?”
In the direction Yoo Seop had indicated, someone was discretely handing something to Isang Hee.
Whether they’d slipped in among the journalists or shielded the handoff with a camera, their technique was convincing.
“It looks like she’s planning to use a Magical Artifact on stage?”
Given how quickly they’d disappeared, no one else likely noticed that Isang Hee had ducked behind the stage briefly.
Such a discreet movement—one that only an assassin’s senses, and only if those assassins were paying attention to Isang Hee, would have caught.
She was already equipped with a Concealment Magical Artifact.
After exchanging glances, the two assigned one of the clan members to tail the fake journalist who’d handed the artifact to Isang Hee.
They didn’t know.
“Those people really have no fear. There are plenty of Awakeners in the world who know how to hide their true abilities.”
“Everyone in our clan is like that at that age anyway. Still, they won’t get caught.”
That every movement in the audience—including their own discreet actions—was being relayed in full to Class 8’s teacher and Hali.

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