The S-Classes That I Raised

ase, let us go, along with the kiseungsu as well.”

That was right, it was good news.
But what more were you telling someone who couldn’t have slept for several days and suffered, to do? On top of that, they were going to drag along even Peace who was halfway asleep – were they crazy? If it was just one day late, would S-Rank dungeons burst open in a row?

“He cannot go right away, so please contact again tomorrow.”

Frustration mixed into my voice on its own.
The Association side’s man was taken aback.

“Excuse me? I mean, I was speaking to the Haeyeon Guild Leader.
If you answer…”

“Do you not know that that kind of suggestion itself is disrespectful? Do you not understand the current situation? Or did someone with the title of a Hunter, a Hunter Association person, stay glued to a desk only looking at pieces of paper, without having gone into a dungeon once? Ah, you must have gone once for the novice training.
If the Association affiliated Hunter license around your neck is not one that you have won at a gambling place.”

Did they not know what it meant that just the two of them quickly cleared an S-Rank dungeon, really? Did they not have brains? The more I thought about it, the more I was angry, so my voice became higher and in my arms, Peace opened his eyes.

-Kkiang

“No, it’s nothing.
You don’t have to worry.”

“We would not take up that much of your time-.”

-Keureureu

When the man came a little closer, Peace immediately bared his teeth.
When he did, the man was startled and stepped back.

It seemed like he was really tired.
He became sensitive.
As I soothed Peace, I turned to look at Yoohyun, just in case.

“Were you thinking of going?”

“No, not at all.”

That’s right, of course he didn’t want to go.
When even Yoohyun shook his head, the Association people couldn’t stick to us any longer.
Still, in case they would act annoying again, we quickly got into a car and left.

***

[-following, the shortening of Haeyeon Guild’s S-Rank dungeon attack this time is expected to give a positive affect to the phenomenon of avoiding the surroundings of high rank dungeons.]

Along with the calm voice of the 9 o’clock news anchor, the data screen that the Hunter Association’s side sent filled the TV.
The person directly involved in the attack had refused to cooperate, but it seemed like they had investigated in their own way and quickly announced it.

Han Yoohyun moderately listened to the news while sitting in an armchair.
It was a story that wasn’t new or important.
Then he suddenly took out from his inventory one of the items he got as attack rewards.

It was a long red oval egg that was about the size of three fingers.
It faintly shone in the living room that was dark with the lights out.

[Red Egg – SSS-Rank]

Without any explanation, it was just that name and rank.
The rank was high so it shouldn’t be a trivial item, but you couldn’t tell where to use it nor what method to use.

He briefly stared at the egg before putting it back in his inventory.
Then he turned his gaze toward the long sofa.

On the sofa, his hyung was sleeping.
The fur of the Horned Flame Lion who was in Han Yoojin’s arms was glossy.
After washing Peace, he had sat down on the sofa with a tired face and bemoaned that he couldn’t sleep properly because of the newly arrived baby dragon, and after saying he would shut his eyes for a bit, passed out.

He had asked to be woken up at 8 because he had to go back before Blue went to sleep, but it was already past 9.
It wasn’t that he forgot.
In the first place, he wasn’t planning on waking him up.

‘Even though it’d be fine if he was moderate about it.’

He went past putting in his sincerity to things he would only be looking after while they were babies anyways, to even holding it like that after finishing raising it.
On top of that, if you looked at the difference in strength, it was like a cat licking a full grown tiger, saying it’s cute.
It was something that Han Yoohyun couldn’t understand but at the same time, did.

His hyung was originally like that.

“Hyung is the weird one.”

He mumbled quietly, in a low voice.
It was like that since they were young.

The brothers’ parents had quickly noticed that their second child was different from them.
Of course, it wasn’t that they felt something clear.
Discomfort, foreboding, or fear.
It was a type of neurosis-like feeling like he wasn’t their own child even though he was.

If he was a complete stranger, then it would have ended with it being a little uncomfortable to face him.
But at the truth that he was flesh and blood that they had to care for, he came like a horrifying nightmare to the parents who also felt guilt that they had such feelings toward their own child.

If there wasn’t anything else, they might have abandoned their second child.
Even if they didn’t, they would have closed their eyes and blocked their ears, considering him as if he didn’t exist, as much as possible.

But the first child treated his younger brother like it was nothing.
He took care of his younger brother instead of the parents who had fallen into chaos.
At that sight, the parents also looked away from the first child.
It was because they couldn’t handle that truth, which implied that it was they themselves, who were the parents, who had a problem.
But if they considered both of them to be strange, then they could be at ease.

After deciding that, the parents actually became more comfortable.
The couple was sharing the same feelings, the same sin, and became much closer to each other so that they lived happily like when they were newlyweds.

Han Yoohyun had astutely noticed that whole process.
On the other hand, Han Yoojin didn’t pay much mind even though he thought they were a little unusual compared to other families.
Parents who got along well, and a good younger brother who listened well.
It was because he was satisfied with that.

If Han Yoojin had normally rejected his younger brother.
If he had, then it wouldn’t have been a happy couple, but a happy family of three.
He also might not have lost his parents in an accident.
Since they wouldn’t have left their loving only son, who was at the height of having to focus on studying, for frequent trips.

If he grew up normally, went to college normally, and safely passed the dungeon shock, he wouldn’t have had cause to look for an Awakening broker, and would’ve stayed as a normal student.
He would’ve been just a little surprised after hearing of Han Yoohyun’s Awakening, and would’ve passed over it like it was other people’s business.

Even while knowing that, he was holding on.

Han Yoohyun bitterly quirked his lips, while feeling a slight stinging guilt.
There wasn’t anybody, not just him, who wouldn’t have found the purely given affection and care, pleasant.
On top of that, if that was the sole source, you couldn’t help but clutch it even more.

“…So I have to hold back.”

He grumbled with a sigh mixed in.

He naturally didn’t like sharing what was his with others.
It was a similar feeling to when parents suddenly said, ‘you have a sibling now, get along well’, and wholly presented everything to somebody else.
On top of that, they were slowly increasing.

It was a frustrating situation.
Still, he knew that he was the top priority, and that those hanger-ons were a help to Han Yoojin’s safety, so he was able to turn a blind eye to it somehow or the other.

Since it was better than when he couldn’t help but let go.

‘And it seems like there wasn’t much that happened while I was gone.’

He needed Peace for a quick attack, but he had purposely left Kim Sunghan here.
Haeyeon’s other high rank Hunters were left as they were, and the unfortunately unskilled Bak Yerim.
And Sung Hyunjae.
With his nature, there was no reason he wouldn’t protect Han Yoojin, who he had judged to definitely be useful.
Even if he had other motives, he would guarantee immediate safety.

Just then, the cell phone he had placed on the table rang softly.
Han Yoohyun lifted his cell phone and checked the message.
It was three photos without any other contents.
The first photo was a hospital room.

“……This place is.”

A VIP room with cracks in the walls and the door broken.
The smoothly curved eyebrows wrinkled in an instant.
Continuing, the next photo was Han Yoojin.
On the photo, the finger marks on his neck were clear.
The last photo was also his hyung.
With his clothes torn and bloodied like his chest was attacked by something.

Kwajik!

The cell phone in his grasp crumpled in an instant.