My Dad is Too Strong - Chapter 47
Education center on the fourth floor of the Hunter Administration.
In front of the large classroom was an exbanner (suspension veil) alongside the desk.
JooJoon finds the name and signs the attendance list on his desk.
I put the assigned badge on my neck and entered the classroom.
Since there were more than 300 crack managers or civil servants gathered from all over the country, the 300 seats in the classroom were already full.
‘Empty seats.’
There was not a single seat left in the back.
There were a lot of unexpected government officials who came to fill the training time for the promotion, so the front seat was naturally unusually empty.
She was forced to sit in the center of the front seat.
The most prominent spot for instructors, where students avoid the most.
It was then.
Grass.
Next to her, a woman who appeared to be in her mid-20s sat down.
Despite the cold spring weather, the woman shook her hand and stroked it, because of the hot heat.
And I stare at him secretly.
‘You look a little.’
Women, I had no choice but to sit in the first row.
Although not completely handsome, I was able to take a snowfall for a while, looking at the handsome appearance, flawed shoulders, and a firm body size.
‘Why is this guy a public servant? I can learn.’
Minhee checked the name tag on JooJooJoon’s neck.
The phrase “Seoul Special City” written with student number 73.
She decided to say something.
“Hello, you must be from Seoul City.”
Ugh.
JooJoon nodded, looking at Lee Min-hee smiling at himself.
“Yes, that’s right.”
“What’s your name?”
“My name is Lee Do-joon.”
“Yes?”
Lee Minhee looked surprised.
We didn’t disclose your full name because of privacy laws.
A name that everyone knows.
“Ho, the one who commanded the Hunters at the Right Side Mountain Crevice…”
Maybe it’s because of the loud voice.
People who were chatting stopped talking.
Steady for a moment.
And the gaze was drawn this way.
He narrowed his eyebrows and kicked his tongue.
“Ma, is that right?”
Mi Min-hee, checking again.
JooJoon nods.
And I started making noises everywhere.
More than half of the people here are crack officials.
For them, Lee Do-joon’s existence was a cyst.
He would, too.
To the crack management officials who have always been bent on hunting.
Cracks, an anecdote about a Class S crack where a terminal official became the general commander of the Hunters and survived without a single casualty, became a legend.
“I’m a fan!”
Lee Minhee held JooJoon’s hand with both hands and sparkled.
“…… Yes?”
“I don’t know how much I was shaken up by the article. Do you know you’re a superstar among us right now?”
He looked around.
The people who woke up from their seats were grumbling, pointing this way.
That’s the Commandant.
I heard that they commanded a class S crack subjugation team….
I wasn’t in it before the boss, but I haven’t had a casualty before.
Then.
Someone stepped up to the top.
I tapped the microphone to test the sound.
“Ah, the microphone test. Can you hear me? Everyone, please be seated.”
As the instructor distracted the students, the noise of the students subsided.
“Hello, I’m Deputy Director Cha Jin-woo from the Hunter Management Department Rift Analysis Team 2, teaching first class today. Nice to meet you.”
Deputy Cha Jin-woo grabbed the microphone and bowed his head.
The students applauded lightly, and as Cha Jin-woo touched the remote control, the beam project flashed a light and the PPT floated on the screen behind him.
“I’m sleepy with subtitles.”
Lee Minhee muttered and took out her smartphone.
Continuous learning lessons to meet the minimum training time for promotion.
Most government officials either fell asleep or just checked in and ran away.
That was also no exception to Minhee.
“Yes, the state…”
Lee Minhee turned her head to help while smiling.
He was taking out the desk stored on his arm hanger, putting up his notebook and taking notes.
“…… Injun?”
“Yes?”
“Oh, no. Just taking notes makes me feel like you’re coming.”
“I’m not in a good head, so I don’t think you’ll remember any of it unless you take a note. I was hospitalized and I got my job back, so I’m still a little premature.”
He said that and wrote down what his representative Cha Jin-woo said.
Lee Minhee laughed nonsense when she heard that the work was immature.
Beep.
The PPT screen has been moved to:
The scene you can see on the screen was the main screen of the ‘crack management system’.
Deputy Cha Jin-woo looked around at the trainees.
“There are a lot of crack managers here, so most of you will know. It’s a crack management system that allows you to systematically manage each crack by entering its rating and internal information. Starting to develop fully in July 2016 in our management office…”
Deputy Cha Jin-woo explained.
And maybe 20 minutes later.
Cha Jin-woo leaned down and pulled something out of the platform and placed it on top of the platform.
It was a space tab that was distributed one by one to crack management officials.
“A lot of people seem bored. So I prepared it. Here’s a crack management system app that manages at least three cracks in each municipality. Who here briefly explains the cracks that are managed by our city or district? If you would like to make an announcement, I will be happy to provide you with a prize.”
Tak.
Cho Jin-woo took out a box wrapped in wrapping paper on top of the single phase.
The outer packaging of the box had a question mark on it.
“The product is an unconfirmed artifact.”
Unknown artifact.
A circular sphere that can sometimes be obtained by catching monsters.
If you blow more than a certain amount of Mana in here.
[Do you want to open the artifact?].
When opened, various grades of artifacts from weapons, defense gear, accessories, and consumables will appear randomly.
However, the problem was mostly Class F.
When a message said it had failed, an artifact that could not be written had to go directly to me and to the trash.
Items handled in any workshop in the country were priced at 50,000 won.
“Who would like to share?”
However.
The reaction was mostly cold.
The reason was simple.
I wasn’t interested in the class in the first place, and I was afraid to give a presentation.
There were very few officials who had Mana, as Cha Jin-woo was under their thumb, either mine or an unknown artifact.
Then.
Joon raised his hand as he walked by.
Cha Jin-woo’s expression brightened.
“I’d like to come up and ask you to introduce yourself first.”
JooJoon, who climbed up to the top, handed over the microphone to Cha Jin-woo.
And she lowered her head slightly towards the audience.
“Hello, I’m Lee Do-jun from Seoul City Hall.”
Moment.
“Whoa!”
There was a scream in the audience.
He was embarrassed and let out a cough.
Cha Jin-woo also seemed to be somewhat embarrassed.
The guy who was the talk of the Hunter administration was right in front of me.
“Well, then. Sir? Now that you have the app on here, I want you to take a look at it, select one of the cracks you manage in Seoul City, explain it, and tell me a little bit about how you wrote it.”
“Yes, I understand.”
The projection that was handed over to the Universe Tab.
I looked at the list of cracks being managed in Seoul City.
Then one crack was chosen.
[View the rift in Myeong-Il-dong, Gangdong-gu, Seoul 002.]
After Joon returned to Earth.
The first class F fracture I ever went to.
The screen shown in the Space tab was automatically displayed on the screen.
JooJoon spoke with his mouth shut.
“This is the first fracture I’ve had since I got reinstated. It’s an F rank, and I went into a crack with Hunter called Challenge, who signed with our department. As you know, our government officials should prioritize mapping from the entrance of the crack…”
While speaking.
Cha Jin-woo interrupted.
“Wait. You went in there yourself?”
“Yes. What is it?”
The crack management guidelines clearly indicated that ‘government officials acquired information about the crack with Hunter’, but they did not. Most of them were left to contract hunters, and based on the photos and documents they submitted after the Hunters finished exploring the cracks, the government official completed the crack information.
The reason was simple.
Because it’s dangerous.
Therefore, he was not appreciated for that.
No, I didn’t.
Like an implied rule.
“Isn’t it dangerous? I honestly don’t understand how you got into a Class S Crevice. Hunters, I don’t know, but a civilian like us could get beat up pretty quick.”
“That’s right, it’s dangerous. That’s why we’re going in there.”
“Yes?”
People made a face that they didn’t understand.
I try to go in more directly because it’s dangerous.
That was a contradiction in some ways.
“The cracks we create and manage are posted on each municipality’s homepage or on the Hunter Administration’s homepage. And then the hunters compare the information from each published crack to find a place that suits them.”
Tuk-tuk.
JooJoon showed a map and site picture of the 12 o’clock rift in Myeong-dong, Gangdong-gu, Seoul by touching the space tab.
“With this information, Hunters receive it without filtering. It’s from the bureau. Most people think there’s nothing wrong, that it’s accurate information. And then you get to know this data, and then you go into a crack.”
People swallowed the saliva.
Cracks managed mostly by municipalities are below Grade C.
The majority of Hunters were rated C or lower.
In other words, most hunters hunt in cracks managed by bureaucracy.
“What we do is obviously dangerous. So it makes me pretty reluctant to go in there myself. I don’t know when I’m going to die. So I go into the crack, and I look directly at it, and I write the data. so that tens, hundreds, thousands of hunters who saw my data could hunt safely in the cracks.”
JooJoon held his smartphone in one hand and stared at Lee Minhee dazed.
“I’m always nervous and doing my best.”
* * *
That night.
After dinner with Challenge, Joon returned home until 9 pm.
The training was completed at 4 pm, but I was late for dinner at the Seoul City Hall station, waiting for the next “special promotion.”
‘So now we have a Class B Hunter.’
Up until two months ago, it was a Class F Hunter.
Watching her get promoted to Class B Hunter in just two months.
I liked the feeling of a father watching his child grow up.
It was then.
The bathroom door opened wide.
Yong is frightened and leaps out.
“Ahhhh! What flavor is this?”
And Seol Yoon-hee, who was wearing a bathing suit, followed me with a toothbrush in one hand.
“Stay still…. Oh, Dad!?”
Yong-yong hides behind Joo-joon.
JooJoon saw a toothpaste bubble full of dragon’s mouth.
(* Sobbing *) Master. Please save me. ”
“Are you brushing your teeth?”
Seol Yun Hee, who had red face, gently nodded.
Joo-joon grabbed Yong-yong’s head and lifted it.
Then I took him to the shower.
Phew.
I threw it in.
Yong is dazed, so I look at Jooju.
“Week, Owner…?
JooJoon saw Carsiel trembling beside Yong-yong.
Apparently, Carsiel was also afraid of brushing his teeth.
“Give it to me.”
Joon reached out his hand to Seol Yun Hee.
“Oh, no. I’ll do it.”
“You need to rest.”
“But…”
“I have to wash anyway, so I have to brush their teeth.”
No matter which toothbrush you receive.
I went into the shower and closed the door.
“Aaaahhh!”
After a while.
I heard the screams of dragons.
* * *
“Hehe. Hehe.
Yong was lying on the couch, removing tear snot.
Next to him, Carsiel was comforting dragons.
Izaas. I searched the Internet and found that if you don’t brush your teeth, the cavities in your mouth disintegrate the leftover food debris in your mouth and drain lactic acid, which damages the enamel quality of your teeth and causes cavities… ….
I lived well without doing that. (Sobbing)
Looking at it.
JooJoon sighs.
“I’m not taking toothpaste. You keep on swallowing.”
Everything that comes into my mouth gets swallowed up. (Sobbing)
“…… I’m proud of you.”
Tak.
Seol Yoon-hee put the apple shard on the table in front of the sofa.
He looked at the box wrapped in a question mark.
“This is an unconfirmed artifact?”
“Yes, I went to school today and won a prize.”
“Almost sucked, I hear. I’ve actually done it a few times. You want to open it?”
JooJoon nodded.
Unknown artifact picked up.