ED: Cheerycheri
Sotis, hunters who awaken ntal abilities live without knowing that they have awakened.
However, that was only the case if the ability was insignificant, it was a different story for those whose ntal ability was strong. That strong power becos a poison for the holder.
Park Yoon-sung’s eyes widened as he held the docunt.
“So it wasn’t the disease that was the problem, but the ability?”
“Yes, it seems so.”
“Hmm.”
So of the docunts contained words of such poor quality that it was hard to believe they were written by a doctor. One part caught Park Yoon-sung’s attention.
[Whenever I see that damn brat, my head throbs painfully. It pisses off.]
“…”
After seeing this part, Park Yoon-sung concluded that Yeon Seung-won must have brought soone from the Awakening Center.
If he was an S-class ntal hunter, he might have been unable to control his ability and influenced his surroundings. However, in Han Do-yul’s case, he seems to have hard himself by subconsciously trying to control his ability. He subconsciously changed the target to himself so as not to attack others.
Nevertheless, it seed that the ability that could not be controlled gradually flowed out and affected others. Park Yoon-sung put down the docunt with a long sigh.
“Haa… An S-grade auxiliary skill and an S-grade ntal ability. Brothers side by side.”
The two brothers would really be in the spotlight if this was released to the dia.
Park Yoon-sung, who shook his head, spoke to Yeon Seung-won.
“First of all, we have to tell Hunter Han Yi-jin about this.”
“Understood.”
Yeon Seung-won left the room in an organized manner.
Soon after, Han Yi-jin entered the room with a confused expression.
“Yes? What did you say?”
I opened my eyes wide after hearing what Park Yoon-sung said.
“Hunter Han Yi-jin’s younger brother, Han Do-gyul-gun1, seems to be an awakener.”
“Huh?”
Perhaps because it was so unexpected, I opened my mouth stupidly.
Han Yi-jin’s younger brother is also an awakener?
“No, that… it’s impossible…”
Of course, it wasn’t ntioned in the novel, so I was very confused. Moreover, my eyes almost popped out at Park Yoon-sung’s words that followed.
“And his estimated rank is S-class.”
“Yes?”
S-class? Is everyone’s ranking now S-class? Does this make sense?
“It’s not an official and accurate rank yet, but it’s usually certain if the estimated rank is S.”
“Haa…”
Was the story twisted strangely because I transmigrated, or was Han Yi-jin’s younger brother originally an S-class hunter? I was so confused because even I, the transmigrator, really didn’t know what was going on.
“Is his ability—?”
“I’m assuming he’s a ntal hunter.”
“Then, could it be my brother’s illness—?”
Park Yoon-sung nodded at my words.
“It’s highly likely that your brother suffered from his ability, not because of a rare disease.”
“…”
Co to think of it, it was after the gate was opened that Han Yi-jin’s younger brother collapsed from a rare disease. If it was mistaken for a disease because of his ntal ability and his obscure illness, it is highly likely Park Yoon-sung’s words are correct.
“I can’t believe it…”
Park Yoon-sung spoke calmly, looking at who was just dumbfounded.
“Why don’t you et your younger brother first? I’ve made all the preparations.”
“…”
eting Han Yi-jin’s younger brother.
For a mont, it felt like my heart dropped. I am not Han Yi-jin. If Han Do-gyul notices that my behavior is different from that of the real Han Yi-jin, he might find out that I’m not his brother.
No, but I have to et him anyway. He is the younger brother I have searched so hard for, and if I don’t try to et him, Park Yoon-sung, who is in front of , will suspect .
“All right.”
As I nodded, Park Yoon-sung prepared the car imdiately. Han Yi-jin’s younger brother was taken to a hospital belonging to the Odin Guild. Maybe that’s why there aren’t many guards.
Yong-sik went into the cage and fell asleep because he was full, the other guys were making a fuss, and seed to quiet down a bit when Park Yoon-sung said sothing to them. It will be fine, right?
I felt a bit uneasy, but I got in the car and moved on anyway. The hospital is not too far.
“Uh… it’s pretty close?”
“The VIP ward is closer to the guild. You can visit your brother whenever you want.”
“…”
But, I don’t really need such considerations.
I followed Park Yoon-sung out of the car, swallowing my words. Then, the regular guild mbers escorted and surrounded us front and back.
I walked into a large ivory colored building, holding back my discomfort. It was as if Park Yoon-sung was controlling the personnel, we didn’t et many people on the way there, so I felt as if I were on a drama set.
“Here we are.”
“…”
I took a deep breath in front of the hospital room’s door. When I open this door, Han Yi-jin’s younger brother will be there.
Park Yoon-sung calmly waited for , who was hesitating. Maybe he thought I was nervous because I haven’t seen my younger brother in a long ti. If it was the real Han Yi-jin, he would probably be even more nervous as he would be overwheld with emotions. I’m just afraid of being found out as a fake.
“Hmm, ahem.”
I opened the door with a small cough. The door to the hospital room opened smoothly with a small squeak.
“…?”
I was confused for a mont when I opened the door. It was because I didn’t know if I opened a hospital room’s door or a hotel door.
The brown-toned hospital room felt cozy. In addition, it was spacious and comfortable enough to accommodate dozens of people. Right in front of the door there was a large sofa for many people to sit on and a large table fit for a eting, like a living room. I even opened my mouth a little when I saw that there was a TV.
Is this… a hotel or a hospital room?
Park Yoon-sung suddenly spoke to , who was confused.
“Let’s go in.”
“Oh, yes…”
I managed to co to my senses and move on. The carpet, which seed to have been spread out for fear of injury if the patient fell, brushed under my feet.
Even if it is a contract condition, I think the hospital room is a bit too much. But, it’s still a great thing. I walked with confidence.
The bed in the hospital room was large enough for several adults to roll around on it. And on top of it sat a child sitting alone. As I drew closer, the child looked at .
“…”
This child must be Han Do-gyul. Han Do-gyul wore a white beanie and looked similar to his older brother Han Yi-jin. If Han Yi-jin was younger, he would look exactly like him.
However, Han Yi-jin’s face was more cat-like, with the corners of his eyes more elevated, while Han Do-gyul’s face was more puppy-like, with the corners of his eyes drooping. I foundnd it strange because the impression we give off is different even though we have the sa face.
“…Do-gyul.”
“…”
When I forcibly opened my mouth and called out to him, an awkward voice ca out. But for so reason, Han Do-gyul kept his mouth shut even though he was staring at .
“Do-gyul?”
“…”
When I reluctantly called out to him again, Han Do-gyul lowered his head. The atmosphere was a bit unusual.
No, could it be… He didn’t realize I was a fake, did he?
As I looked at the child nervously, Han Do-gyul suddenly raised his head.
“You bastard!”
“W—what?”
And he started screaming loudly in anger. I just opened my eyes wide in surprise.
“Han Yi-jin, you bastard! You idiot! You stupid!”
“Hahaha…”
“You stupid idiot!!!”
Those three words seed to be all the swear words this little guy has in his vocabulary.
As Han Yi-jin’s younger brother, his temper was no joke. I can’t believe he started swearing at as soon as I t him. Han Do-gyul fud as he saw laughing.
“Don’t laugh! I said stop laughing!”
“Ha… you brat, with a temper.”
“Go away! I don’t know you!”
Han Do-gyul, who shouted back, turned his head away as if he was sulking.
I almost laughed again when I saw him, but I restrained myself and opened my mouth.
“Hmm… then I’m really going?”
“…What?”
Of course, I’m not going back, I’m just trying to tease him a little. but Han Do-gyul opened his eyes wide in bewildernt. Then he looked at with trembling eyes.
“Y–you’re really… going?”
“You told to go.”
“Ugh…”
Then Han Do-gyul’s eyes reddened. As tears quickly filled his big eyes, I comforted the child in surprise.
“Sorry, sorry. I’m kidding. I’m not going.”
“Ugh… this, this…!”
Han Do-gyul’s face turned red when he found out that it was a joke. Then he raised his hand angrily and hit hard.
“Y–you bad guy! Han Yi-jin, you bastard!”
“Ouch, ouch, ouch.”
It was a hand as small as a fern, but it was quite fierce. As I pretended to be in pain and stepped back a little, tears flowed down from the child’s eyes.
“Why—why did you just co? Why…?”
“Do-gyul-ah.”
I patted the crying child on the back to calm him down, but it seed to have the opposite effect. Han Do-gyul began to shed more tears.
“Waaah, you bad guy…”
Han Do-gyul grabbed my clothes while shedding tears, snot ca out of his nose like a river. I kept patting his back while giving the hem of my shirt to the child.
“Was—was I a nuisance because I was sick? Is that why you didn’t co?”
“No, it’s not like that.”
Han Do-gyul seems to have misunderstood that Han Yi-jin did not co to visit him during his hospitalization for a long ti because he thought was a nuisance to him. Of course that wasn’t true. Han Yi-jin wanted to et his younger brother more than anyone else.
“Boohoo… It’s my fault. I won’t be sick anymore. So…”
“…”
“So, don’t abandon … Boohoo…”
I hugged Han Do-Gyul tightly as he cried sadly. I gritted my teeth as if I was going to cry too, and finally uttered a word.
“Who’s going to abandon you?”
“Boohoo, boohoo…”
“I’m sorry I ca so late. Do-gyul-ah.”
Hearing those words, Han Do-gyul cried even harder and burrowed into my arms.
I hugged the child and resolved myself. On behalf of Han Yi-jin, I will definitely protect this child.
Used by older people when addressing teenagers or young adults in formal-way.
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