The S-Classes That I Raised [EN]: Chapter 317

“Wow, that’s really the best! Awesome! Beautiful!”

As I clapped and exclaimed, Yoohyun and Yerim both smiled brightly. They both look good in anything, but hanboks [traditional Korean clothing] really suit them perfectly. For Yoohyun’s hanbok, Haeyeon strongly insisted on a kwaeja [a type of long vest or jacket worn over a hanbok] and a sulddi [a decorative tassel belt] instead of a baeja [another type of vest]! There were also those who favored dopo [a type of overcoat] and dapho [another type of overcoat], and cheollik [a type of military-style robe], but kwaeja won. It definitely suited him better than a typical man’s hanbok.

For Yerim’s hanbok, they were more enthusiastic about the color scheme than the design. In particular, the blue faction and the ‘too obvious’ faction were fiercely opposed. In the end, after laying out a row of hanboks in front of Yerim, a white jeogori [a short jacket] with embroidery on an jade-colored skirt like clear ice water was chosen.

“It’s been a really long time since I’ve worn a hanbok.”

Yerim laughed, fluttering the skirt.

“The ones I wore in elementary school got too small, so I threw them all away.”

“Those will get too small soon too, right? You’ll have to get a new one again next year.”

“That’s a waste.”

“It’s not a waste. It’s proof that you’re growing well.”

Even after you’ve finished growing, I hope you get new clothes made every year if possible. It’s not like we don’t have the money, so there’s no need to save in that area.

“Our Peace looks really cute too. Peace, let’s just bear with it this once.”

– Kkeuung.

Peace, wearing a jeogori, whined unhappily. But he didn’t tear the clothes or anything. Team Leader Kim sponsored Peace’s hanbok. It was a jeogori made loosely so it wouldn’t be uncomfortable, but it seemed to feel cumbersome, unlike a necktie.

“I’ll take it off right after the shoot.”

“There’s no need. He’s just exaggerating.”

Yoohyun said nonchalantly.

“If he really hates it, he’ll burn it himself. He’s just acting spoiled, so don’t worry about it.”

“That’s right. It’s like Hanyooheon pretending to be helpless in front of Ahjussi [a respectful term for an older man].”

Yerim even sided with Yoohyun… or was she picking a fight? Anyway, it was true, but I still comforted Peace and hugged him.

“Bbyak, you come here too.”

– Bbyak!

Bbyak only had a tteoljam hairpin [a type of Korean ornamental hairpin] stuck in her head. Bellare was out of luck, but there was nothing we could do.

“We’re going to be late, let’s go.”

After telling Hodoo to watch the house well, we headed to the broadcasting station.

Since we couldn’t go around to every broadcasting station to record holiday greetings, I chose one myself. It was a place that spread relatively fewer malicious rumors before my regression. Now, everyone is incredibly kind to me, but I still find it hard to like broadcasting stations.

If I make a mistake now, they’ll pounce on me. If I were to lose all my special skills, it would be obvious that they’d say F-rank is still an F-rank. Even though I’m just an ordinary person before any rank.

“Lately, it seems like you belong to a broadcasting station rather than a guild. You go to work every day.”

Yerim waved her hand, saying, “Hello, unni [term for older sister or female friend]!” as if she had met someone she knew.

“But I’m still more suited to being a hunter than an entertainer.”

“Isn’t being an entertainer okay too?”

Above all, it’s safe without any danger.

“It’s fun in its own way, but it’s also stifling. It’s most refreshing and enjoyable to blow things up in dungeons!”

Yerim said, waving her arms wildly. Well, it’s not like filming commercials or interviews ends in one take; you have to repeat them. It’s easy to see how Yerim’s personality would find it frustrating and boring.

“Ahjussi, are you interested?”

“Huh?”

“In being an entertainer.”

No, why are you suddenly saying something so out of the blue? Why would I be an entertainer? At Yerim’s words, even Yoohyun turned to look at me.

“Did you want to film the holiday greetings because you wanted to do it? We can’t do full-fledged activities, but commercials or something…”

“No, no, I rejected them all. Why would I do that.”

“I think you’d be good at acting.”

“I won’t, I can’t. More than anything, why me when you two are here.”

If anyone were to do it, it would be Yoohyun and Yerim. They’re picturesque just standing there. Noah is literally dazzling, and so is Sung Hyunjae. Director Song… was said to have terrible acting skills. Sung Hyunjae seems like he’d be good at acting too. Hyunah would be perfect if she filmed an action movie. If she starred with Director Song, it would be a real treat for the eyes.

“I’m fine, but Yoohyun, I think you’d look great in a commercial.”

“Eyy, Hanyoo— Guild Leader can’t film. Unless Ahjussi holds the camera and directs, assists, and coordinates everything.”

“I’ll film if Hyung wants me to.”

“I don’t want you to do it if you’re forcing yourself.”

“I’m okay.”

“Ah, more pretense. Peace, you’re really suffering. To have such an owner.”

– Kkiang.

We chatted as we headed to the waiting room. Since Chuseok [Korean harvest festival] was just around the corner, there were quite a few people dressed in hanboks. When I saw a handsome celebrity who was even better-looking than Yoohyun, I suddenly thought of Park Hayool. I wonder if he didn’t come back for the holiday. Yoon Yoon should be spending Chuseok at home too, but I haven’t heard from him.

Not long after arriving in the spacious waiting room, Myungwoo arrived. Moon Hyunah accompanied him.

“Are you here to do holiday greetings too, Hyunah-ssi [honorific title]?”

“I already filmed at another broadcasting station. They told me to dress up nicely in a wig and chima jeogori [hanbok consisting of a skirt and jacket], so I kicked it off and put on a dopo [outer robe].”

“It might not even air,” Moon Hyunah said, sweeping back her red-dyed hair. They wouldn’t block the broadcast for just that. But if the people behind the Breaker Guild refused, it wouldn’t pass.

“I stopped by because I had something to meet the blacksmith, so I’m playing the role of a knight. You’re dressed up nicely, Director Han.”

“It’s nothing, just a hanbok.”

“Unni, you should have come in a hanbok too!”

“There must be plenty of hanboks at the broadcasting station, should I change and come back?”

“Yes, let’s take a selfie together.”

“Okay,” Moon Hyunah said, leaving the waiting room.

“Didn’t Noah come with you?”

Myungwoo sat on the sofa and nodded. The hanbok suited him better than I thought. He always looked reliable, but he looked even more so now.

“He said he thinks he’ll come for Chuseok, he seems to have a lot on his mind. He told me to thank you for the gift. He’s not wearing sunglasses today.”

“What sunglasses would you wear with a hanbok.”

I said lightly, pretending to be nonchalant. I hope he didn’t notice? My eyesight hasn’t fully recovered yet, but I can see the general shapes. And with Bellare’s help, Yoohyun and Yerim said they can’t tell at a glance that there’s a problem with my eyesight.

“It’s nice to think about us all getting together for Chuseok.”

I said, subtly watching Myungwoo’s expression. I can’t interfere in other people’s family matters, but I’m still concerned. Myungwoo didn’t seem to mind, but I was worried that he might be a little lonely since it’s that time of year.

“The number of people might increase a bit after some time. But some might leave too.”

“I’m not leaving.”

Yoohyun said decisively, as if he had been waiting for it. Yerim rolled her eyes, as if to say, “I know without you saying it.”

“I’m still a long way off. I want to try dating, but they’re all just kids~”

“Yerim, you’re a kid too. If you happen to like someone, bring them home sometime. I’ll just take a look at their face. No, you can just tell me their name.”

“Are you going to investigate them then?”

“I won’t, what investigation…”

I will, though. Of course, secretly, without getting caught, I’ll just quietly check. Yerim is still young, so I have to be careful. Once she becomes an adult, or rather, after she graduates from college, it’s not my business, but she needs protection now. More than anything, she’s famous, so there’s a high chance that strange guys will flock to her.

“I don’t ask for much. Both of you, I mean. The number one priority is someone who loves you the most! I can’t compromise on that. And they have to have a good personality. At least they have to be at a normal level, I can’t stand hot-tempered people. Especially violence is absolutely not allowed! I’m against those kinds of people to the death!”

“We’re S-Rank hunters, though.”

“Still no. And both of you can’t date someone who’s much older. A ten-year difference? Have some conscience. A twelve-year difference? If it’s 50 and 62, I’ll understand. More than fifteen years? Just tell them to die and be reincarnated.”

They’ve lived twice as long as Yerim, I have to kill them. Even if they’re adults, twenty and thirty-five, I still have to kill them. Just thinking about trying to seduce a young child is a crime. They’re practically her uncle. In the old days, they’d almost be her parent. There’s no way our Yerim has low standards, but just imagining it makes me angry.

“Then what about you, Yoojin?”

Myungwoo suddenly asked.

“…Me?”

“Yeah, you. We talk about it sometimes when we get together for lunch. Why doesn’t Director Han date, we wonder.”

“Huh? Why me?”

“Of course, you’re more of a topic than the kids. Dating is one thing, but you’re at an age where marriage is a possibility, even if it’s a bit early. And since your stats are F-Rank, it’s easy to date non-awakened or low-rank awakened people.”

It’s not like high-rank hunters can’t date non-awakened people, but there are barriers. Still, why me? Isn’t Sung Hyunjae the most urgent? Director Song is also at an age where he should get married.

“I don’t really want to get married…”

“What, Director Han is getting nagged about marriage too?”

Moon Hyunah said, barging into the room. Her dopo fluttered as she strode in. Even with her modern hairstyle, it suited her very well.

“I get suffocated just thinking about family gatherings. Are you going to die if you don’t get married?”

“Are there people who nag Hyunah-ssi?”

“Only my mom says it to my face, but since my hearing is good, I hear things I don’t need to hear. It’s annoying to hear them whispering to my parents. So, is Director Han having a secret affair?”

“Ah, you know I don’t.”

What affair, really. Moon Hyunah pulled up a chair, rested her elbows on the table, and propped up her chin. Then she grinned and looked at me.

“Well, it must be hard to get married because of Do-ryeong-nim [term for young master], Director Han.”

“Yoojin is good in every other way, but that’s the biggest problem.”

“That’s right, Blacksmith-nim [honorific title]. But don’t be too discouraged, Hyung-nim [term for older brother or male friend]. If someone you want to date comes along, just confess that you’re practically a widower with a child you have to take care of for the rest of your life. There will be someone who accepts you. Even real widowers get married well if they have enough money.”

…I’m not getting married. I won’t.

“Is a child enough? It’s Hanyoohyun. It’s a relief if Ahjussi doesn’t ruin the marriage.”

“I’m okay as long as Hyung is happy.”

At Yoohyun’s words, Yerim narrowed her eyes.

“I want to know this, an S-Rank hunter and Hyung’s lover. Why did Hunter H quietly and secretly send Hyung’s lover A overseas? Some say it’s a love triangle gone wrong. He loved Hyung’s lover. Is it true? But, unlike the rumors, Hunter H has never met A even once after A went overseas. Rather, he’s been sticking right next to Hyung, acting like a sly fox~”

“…What are you doing, Yerim?”

“Predicting the future. I know this well, but why don’t I get a skill.”

Ha ha. I laughed and turned to Myungwoo.

“Then our Blacksmith-nim must be something too. I heard you’re even getting marriage proposals?”

Moon Hyunah and Yerim’s gazes left me and turned to Myungwoo. If I’m going to die, we’ll die together. Let’s talk about our friends’ love lives for the holiday.

The recording ended quickly since it was just a simple holiday greeting. The broadcasting station wanted to take this opportunity to get an interview, but they hesitated and then quickly backed away when they received Yoohyun’s gaze. Still, I ended up with a few business cards in my hand.

‘I should do a broadcast with the Rising Stars sometime.’

To show off the grown-up Blue and Comet, as well as the new baby monsters, and to do a doll commercial. I remembered Team Leader Kim Hayeon, who was disappointed that they couldn’t release a Chuseok limited edition due to the tight schedule. For Lunar New Year, there will be Peace, Bbyak, Blue, etc. in hanboks.

Since we were already dressed in hanboks, we all ate out and finished shopping for holiday supplies.

“Yoohyun, I told you we can just buy it, why are you trying to make it again.”

I tried to stop him, but my brother bought namul [seasoned vegetable dishes] ingredients and ingredients for jeon [Korean pancakes] besides yukjeon [meat pancakes]. At least he solved the other things with money.

“Um, Ahjussi. I don’t know how to put this paper on.”

“You mean the 지방 [Jibang, a paper with the names of ancestors written on it]? If you search, it’ll come up in detail. Or you can just write your parents’ names in Korean. More than the formality, it’s important that Yerim, you’re thinking of your parents and preparing the table.”

Yerim nodded slightly. She was fiddling with the jegi [ritual tablewares], her mouth closed, looking like she was deep in thought.

With all that we bought, a makeshift kitchen was set up on the rooftop garden the day before Chuseok. Even though the ventilation was good, there would be a lot of smells, and Peace’s fur was flying around too much. It’s the change of seasons. I’m glad Bellare, who is my eyes, doesn’t have fur.

“Shall I peel chestnuts? I’ll peel them. I was peeling them, please let me peel them!”

Yerim, who was banned from making jeon, said, bored.

“Yeah, there are a lot of chestnuts, so let’s peel them and eat them.”

“Can I eat them now?”

“We’re making them for people to eat, why wouldn’t you be able to.”

Yerim quickly grabbed the chestnuts and a knife. The hard shell peeled off like paper. Next to her, Yoohyun was whisking eggs. I felt like my stomach was twisting just sitting there quietly.

“Yoohyun… let me do some jeon. At least let me skewer the kkoji [skewered food].”

“No.”

“Can’t I just slice the tofu?”

“Yeah. No.”

“I wanted to do the yukjeon!”

“When Hyung’s eyes are completely healed.”

That’s just saying no. I really have to be careful before Seol [Lunar New Year]. He usually accepts what I make for him, but when my condition gets worse, there’s no way. Yerim also sided with Yoohyun and handed me chestnuts, telling me to just eat them.

Even though Yoohyun knows how to cook, it’s his first time making holiday food, so he was a bit clumsy. But soon he was skillfully frying jeon, which made me proud… but I want to do it too…….

“You’ve made a lot.”

Just then, Myungwoo appeared on the rooftop garden. With Noah.