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Seonghyun postponed his schedule for the next day.
He had cleared all 20 Gates, which had been the most pressing issue, and had been running non-stop for the past two weeks.
“Should I spend a few days just living normally?”
Seonghyun’s idea of normal wasn’t much different from others.
Spending time lazing around at home or playing games.
He hadn’t had time to do this before his regression or after.
Before regression, it was to make a living. After regression, it was for his own development and the safety of his family.
Although the emergence of the mutated Gates had lessened the attention on him a bit, he was still under watch.
In this situation, there was no need to go on trips or anything like that. The safest place to be was by Seonghyun’s side, so he planned to rest and keep them in the safest place.
That’s how Seonghyun spent his time.
He was mostly at home, but his body had become so perfectly adapted to clearing Gates that he couldn’t stand being idle.
Eventually, his manager, who had been on temporary leave, returned to work, and Seonghyun felt like he had contracted a disease where he couldn’t let a day pass without clearing a Gate. So, he continued clearing Gates until a week before school started.
“Now, let’s really rest.”
During the vacation, Seonghyun cleared a total of 56 Class 3 Gates.
The crystals he obtained from these alone were worth over 100 million won [approximately $75,000 USD].
All that money was put into his mother’s credit card under the guise of association support.
It was enough for her to live comfortably for a year, or even several years with her resourcefulness.
Thanks to this, his mother and sister were able to enjoy things they hadn’t been able to before, living comfortably with a never-ending supply of living expenses.
“Oppa, doesn’t Mom’s skin look better these days?”
“Skin?”
“Seriously…”
His mother seemed a little embarrassed but didn’t turn her face away.
“It does look better. Our Madam. Are you getting skincare treatments these days?”
“It’s not that. This is what Mom’s skin was originally like.”
As his sister said, with constant nourishment and rest, his mother’s skin seemed to be glowing.
His sister’s complexion also looked much better.
She seemed to have no problems with her school life.
[The most focused rookie in the mercenary world right now…]
As he glanced at the TV upon hearing the sound, he saw A’s face plastered all over the screen.
“Pfft!”
Seonghyun, who was drinking water, spat it out.
“Oppa?”
“Are you okay?”
“Ah, I’m, I’m okay.”
Soon, his sister’s and mother’s gazes turned to the TV where Seonghyun’s gaze was fixed.
“Isn’t that a famous Hunter these days?”
“Mom too… knows about them?”
“Mom watches a lot of TV at home these days.”
Fortunately, they didn’t seem to know who A was.
“I’ve seen that Hunter on the news often. Do you happen to know them?”
“Uh… I just exchange greetings if we run into each other.”
“They seem like a great person. I hope they don’t get hurt…”
How many people would say something like that for someone they don’t even know properly?
Seonghyun smiled warmly at the sincerity he felt.
[After clearing the newly emerged mutated Gate last time, it seemed like they were actively engaging in mercenary work again, but they quickly disappeared again, right?]
[Yes, that’s right. Many places requested information disclosure from the association, but the association is said to have rejected all those requests.]
[There have also been suspicions that there might be some issues with their skills because they only clear Class 3 Gates.]
[That has been proven false. Before Mercenary A disappeared, the guild leader who exclusively hired Mercenary A left these words.]
‘They seemed like they were completely knowledgeable about everything. They wouldn’t step in when it wasn’t dangerous, but they would immediately step in and resolve the situation when a slightly dangerous situation arose.’
The guild leader’s praise continued.
‘Moreover, they weren’t just excellent in combat. It felt like they could read other people’s thoughts and emotions, as if they were looking right through me…’
Seonghyun couldn’t watch the TV anymore and turned his head.
“Oh my… I just thought they were a strong person, but they were also someone who knew how to take responsibility for their power.”
The words ‘responsibility for their power.’
That short phrase momentarily stunned Seonghyun.
‘Responsibility for power…’
With a slightly dazed expression and thoughts, Seonghyun finished his meal and was about to go into his room when his sister approached him and whispered.
“Come out for a second.”
“…?”
He went outside with his sister, and she gave him a mischievous look.
“Oppa.”
“What?”
“Oppa is A, right?”
“…Why do you think that?”
Seeing that Seonghyun didn’t deny it, she showed a knowing expression and explained briefly.
“Mom now lives to watch TV every day, but I don’t.”
“…So?”
“I remember the clothes Oppa wears when he goes out, right? And when was it… I saw someone getting out of a car in front of the association wearing a mask, and they were wearing the same clothes as Oppa.”
Faced with undeniable evidence, Seonghyun had no choice but to nod.
“Yeah. That’s right. It’s me.”
“I knew it! I won’t tell Mom. You know Mom worries even if Oppa is strong, right?”
“Of course. Keep it a secret.”
His sister’s expression was like that of a detective who had uncovered a huge secret.
“Oh, and…”
His sister’s expression, which had been so triumphant just a moment ago, suddenly stiffened.
There was a moment of silence, but Seonghyun didn’t rush her and waited for her to speak.
“Can you register me for a private academy?”
“Academy? Are you not satisfied with what you’re getting now?”
“No, it’s not that. I just feel more comfortable at an academy.”
His sister was worried about what to do if her brother scolded her for being spoiled, but unlike her worries, Seonghyun nodded right away.
“You can quit the tutoring if you don’t like it or if it’s too hard. Now is the time for you to do what you want. But why didn’t you tell Mom and told me instead?”
“I just thought she would worry again. You know. Mom worries too much.”
“Okay. So, do I have to go to the academy with you?”
“Yeah. Otherwise, they’ll call home.”
Whether it was because he was impressed by how much she cared for their mother, Seonghyun stroked his sister’s hair.
“Let’s go tomorrow.”
“Okay!”
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The next day, Seonghyun headed straight to the academy to register, as promised with his sister.
“It’s here! The place I’ve been looking at.”
“Here… you said?”
“Yeah. Why?”
Seonghyun had only heard the word ‘academy’ and naturally thought of a typical academy, but the place his sister pointed to was a mixed martial arts gym.
“Um… wouldn’t this be closer to a gym than an academy?”
“What are you talking about! If it’s a place to learn, then academy is the right word.”
The look in her eyes as she clenched her fists was similar to that of a Hunter.
‘…I should have asked what kind of academy it was.’
Having come this far, there was no turning back.
“Are you going to ask me to change your tutoring to something Hunter-related too?”
“Really? I’d love it if you did!”
“…Never mind.”
Seonghyun stopped talking, feeling like he would be drawn further into his sister’s pace if he continued the conversation. His sister grabbed Seonghyun’s sleeve and pulled him inside the building.
“One! Two!”
Loud shouts and the sound of something being beaten echoed.
Even before opening the door, he could feel the smell of sweat coming from inside.
As he entered with a jingle, the smell of sweat, which he thought was just his imagination, hit Seonghyun’s nose.
“Welcome. How may I help you?”
“Ah, yes. I’m here to inquire about registration.”
“Oh, really? Manager!”
At the female employee’s call, the manager put down the mitt he was holding and shouted.
“Ah! Just a moment!”
The manager hurriedly ran to the bathroom and reappeared with a relatively fresh face.
“You’re here for registration?”
“Yes.”
The manager carefully examined Seonghyun’s body.
The solid muscles could be felt even through his clothes.
He wasn’t incredibly muscular, but it felt like all those muscles were made for actual combat.
‘Oho…’
How many people, even among professionals, could give off this kind of feeling, let alone amateurs?
‘He’s experienced.’
He could tell at a glance.
The customer in front of him was clearly experienced and skilled.
And incredibly so.
As a manager preparing for a competition, the appearance of such a talent was a situation to welcome with open arms.
“First, this way…”
They entered the quietest room in the gym, and the shouts became noticeably quieter. The manager immediately got to the point.
“How long are you planning to stay?”
“Um… just until I quit.”
Typical unique answers from talented people.
It meant that his talent was exceptional, so he wanted them to somehow make a place for him before he lost interest.
‘And he’s good-looking too.’
If his skills were also up to par, he might be able to reach a position representing Korea.
The manager was already imagining the customer in front of him becoming a champion, wearing the belt around his waist and roaring.
“Um… Manager?”
“Ah, yes. It might be a bit of an unreasonable request… but would you mind if I made a suggestion?”
“A suggestion? Yes, go ahead.”
Seonghyun nodded, wondering if all gym managers were like this. The manager smiled and said,
“Just spar with me once.”
“…Excuse me?”
“To be honest. I felt that you are full of talent in terms of physique, appearance, and even the atmosphere you give off. You must have been an athlete in the past.”
“You’re misunderstanding something…”
The manager didn’t seem to want to listen to Seonghyun.
“If you show a good performance in this sparring, even if you don’t win, I will personally take charge of you 1:1, as well as cover your gym fees for life.”
“Manager. You’re mistaken about something…”
“Yes! Let’s do that!”
The answer came from his sister’s mouth, not Seonghyun’s.
“What is your relationship with this person?”
“She’s my sister.”
“Haha, you have a very energetic sister.”
“Oppa! Show them!”
“What are you even saying.”
“Manager! Please prepare quickly!”
“Okay! I like you a lot!”
Seonghyun was clearly the main character of the sparring match, but it was as if his words couldn’t be heard. His sister and the manager were proceeding with the matter on their own.
“Daecheol! Prepare for sparring!”
The manager ran out of the room and called out the athlete that his gym was proud of, and his sister had already followed the manager a long time ago.
Suddenly caught in a sparring match.
With a flustered look, he stared at his sister’s back, and she smiled and gestured at Seonghyun.
Hurry up and come out.