Was Happy Being a Despised F-Rank Healer, You Know? - Chapter 89

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13. Ten Treasures (2)

The storage room was spacious, and there were just as many blind spots.

The sound of the door closing echoed.

This time it wasn’t by chance.

“Found you here.”

Jung Mi-hyeong’s voice rang out.

Unlike in front of other people, there was no trace of laughter.

I closed the box lid and slowly turned around.

“What’s the matter.”

He took another step deeper into the storage room.

The distance between the entrance and me naturally widened.

“I couldn’t say it earlier.”

He said.

“The rumors about you lately.”

I didn’t say anything.

Instead, I looked at his hands.

He wasn’t holding a gun.

But Jung Mi-hyeong was the threatening type even without a gun.

Awakeners who handled projectiles could use the surrounding environment itself as a weapon.

“You’re really quiet in front of people.”

He continued speaking.

“Even more so when you’re alone.”

At those words, my back felt a little cold.

At that moment, I felt a subtle vibration from inside my bag.

It was the mirror’s separated eye.

Very faintly, like an eyelid blinking.

I took a breath and readjusted my bag strap.

“If you have no business, I’m leaving.”

I spoke as calmly as possible.

Jung Mi-hyeong smiled.

This time it was truly a mocking expression.

“In a hurry.”

He tilted his head.

“I’m curious what kind of person you really are.”

He raised his hand and pointed toward the storage room wall.

At that moment, one of the metal shelves hanging on the wall trembled slightly.

Basic manipulation of the projectile type.

It was a method of shooting invisible pressure.

“You might fall.”

He said nonchalantly.

“The floor here is slippery.”

I didn’t look down at my feet.

Instead, I put my hand into my bag.

I took out the mirror’s separated eye and placed it on my palm.

Inside the small, transparent sphere, I felt another gaze opening.

The world split in two.

One was the scenery I was looking at.

The other was the scenery Jung Mi-hyeong believed he was looking at.

I immediately noticed the difference.

His gaze was fixed slightly to the right of where I was.

The position he was aiming at was like an afterimage of where I had been standing.

I very slowly stepped aside.

I moved with minimal sound and presence.

“What.”

Jung Mi-hyeong frowned.

“Did you move?”

“No.”

I shook my head.

“Just organizing my bag.”

He raised his hand again with a suspicious expression.

This time, slightly stronger pressure flew over.

Thunk.

The metal shelf shook and tilted to the other side.

There was nothing where I had been.

Jung Mi-hyeong’s eyes widened.

“You were definitely there.”

I had already stepped back another step.

The mirror’s separated eye was only showing him ‘what he wanted to see.’

“Aren’t you tired?”

I said carefully.

“I heard the training intensity has been high lately.”

He didn’t answer.

Instead, he looked around.

The storage room was unchanged.

No one was there, and it looked like nothing had happened.

That made it even stranger.

“Strange.”

He said in a low voice.

“Definitely…”

I didn’t miss that opportunity.

I naturally walked toward the entrance.

“I really have to go.”

I said while grabbing the door handle.

“The professor is waiting.”

Jung Mi-hyeong didn’t come any closer.

Instead, he was glaring at my back.

The moment I opened the door and came out, the mirror’s vibration stopped.

My vision overlapped into one again.

Walking down the hallway, I let out a long breath.

The subtle coldness remaining in my palm slowly disappeared.

Jung Mi-hyeong would still be inside.

Unable to understand the fact that what he saw and reality didn’t match.

I knew.

This wasn’t a fight to face head-on.

What should I do.

The contemplation wasn’t long.

Well, it seemed like I could handle it alone.

‘It’s not like I’m going to a dungeon, so there’s nothing to be scared of.’

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Jung Mi-hyeong moved the very next day.

There was no way the incident in the storage room the day before wouldn’t bother him.

This time he chose a location more blatantly.

Academy Outer Training Ground, after all afternoon classes had ended.

It was a time when hardly anyone remained.

I deliberately came out late.

While checking inside my bag once more, I calculated the possibility that he would be waiting.

As expected.

He was standing in the shade next to the fence.

“Alone again.”

His voice was low, and he wasn’t hiding it at all.

This time he wasn’t even smiling.

“If you have business, say it quickly.”

I said without stopping.

Jung Mi-hyeong blocked my path.

The distance was close.

This time there was almost no space to escape.

“Yesterday.”

He said.

“You were playing an interesting trick.”

I raised my head.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“There’s no way you don’t know.”

His eyes narrowed.

“I don’t know what you did, but the result was clear.”

He snapped his fingers.

At that moment, the air rang.

Bang.

An invisible impact grazed the floor.

It was right in front of my feet.

“Try not dodging this time.”

He said in a low voice.

“There’s nothing to hide behind here.”

I drew in a breath.

It was too late to run away.

I had to endure it head-on.

I took out a bottle from inside my bag.

It was a small bottle without a label.

An unidentified mixed potion bottle.

When I first received this, I didn’t know its exact effect.

The only explanation written was this:

‘Acts in the direction most suitable for the condition of the one who consumes it.’

I looked at the bottle and thought.

This wasn’t for attacking.

It wasn’t a recovery potion or enhancement potion either.

That’s why I had never used it even once until now.

Because it was too ambiguous.

Jung Mi-hyeong’s gaze turned to the bottle.

“What’s that.”

“Potion.”

I answered briefly.

He sneered.

“Just like a healer. Even in this situation you bring that out?”

“That’s why I’m still alive.”

I spoke the truth as it was.

He stopped laughing.

His hand rose again.

This time it was definitely a shot aimed at me.

It was pressure so fast and direct that I couldn’t dodge it.

I opened the bottle cap.

And threw the bottle straight onto the floor.

Crash.

The sound of breaking glass rang out.

The liquid scattered across the floor.

Instantly the air changed.

The flow of mana that had been invisible twisted subtly.

“What.”

Jung Mi-hyeong frowned.

The moment he tried to fire again, his fingertips trembled.

Very subtly.

“Not feeling well?”

I asked.

He didn’t answer.

Instead he gritted his teeth.

Bang.

This time the shot fired too, but the direction was off.

The pressure grazed past my side and made the fence ring.

Jung Mi-hyeong’s expression changed for the first time.

It was confusion.

“What did you just do.”

He asked.

I didn’t answer.

Instead I felt my body’s condition.

My breathing was maintaining steadily.

My heart was a little more stable than usual.

My thoughts were organizing quickly.

Conversely, there was clearly something wrong on Jung Mi-hyeong’s side.

His breathing was subtly off.

His gaze kept wavering.

It was the effect of the mixed potion bottle.

The property of pulling conditions toward ‘balance.’

For him who had been in an excessive attack state, it was acting as a brake.

“You scattered medicine!”

Jung Mi-hyeong said.

“Is it poison?”

“No.”

I shook my head.

“It just acted according to your body’s condition.”

He had an expression of not understanding.

So his face looked even more annoyed.

“Are you kidding me?”

He took a step closer.

“Does this look like a joke to you right now?”

I didn’t back down.

“If you go any further here, you’ll be at a loss.”

“What did you say?”

His voice rose.

“Your shooting accuracy right now has dropped compared to earlier.”

I said calmly.

“For a sensory-type specialist to be at this level, you’ll be marked for failing condition management.”

At those words, his eyes flashed.

He hated that the most.

“What do you know.”

He gritted his teeth.

“I don’t know.”

I said honestly.

“But I can see your current state.”

Jung Mi-hyeong didn’t move for a while.

He couldn’t lower his hand or raise it again.

Meanwhile, the aftereffects of the mixed potion were disappearing from the air.

The effect didn’t last long.

This was for short-term use.

So it was enough.

“Stop doing this kind of thing.”

I said finally.

“Next time, I won’t just stand by either.”

“What could you possibly do.”

He said mockingly, but there was no strength in it.

“I can’t do anything by myself.”

I admitted.

“But there are many people besides me who hate you doing this kind of thing.”

Only then did he look around.

The shadows of a few students passing by in the distance were visible.

Jung Mi-hyeong clicked his tongue.

“How unlucky.”

He turned around.

This time he left without saying anything.

I stood there until he completely disappeared from sight.

Only then did I exhale.

My hands were trembling slightly.

It was true that I had been scared.

But at the same time, I had an intuition.

That these items weren’t for fighting.

It felt as if someone was watching my actions, as if they had deliberately given them to me.

‘Then I should run an experiment, shouldn’t I?’

I happened to have a good test subject after all.

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