My Dad is Too Strong - Chapter 80
1: 00 p.m. Saturday.
Hooray.
JooJoon, who was sitting in front of the table, sighed as he put down his coffee.
“I wonder if I’ll go alone….”
Two dragons are having a nervous war on the couch.
She shook her head in the words of JooJooJoon, who had promised to go away by herself.
I stopped fighting for more than 10 minutes and started battling.
“Scissors, rocks…….
“P.”
Ouch!
Dragons with rock-paper-scissors the size of their forelegs.
Results.
The dragon ended with the dragon’s defeat of chattering, saying that it was the principle to end everything without three generations. Yong looked at his fist-clenched forefoot as he was trembling.
… … You’re a Triathlete, right?
Do not change your words. Izaas. ”
“Khh, I want to hit me 10 minutes ago.
The one who won the scissors. No, the dragon.
I decided to follow him to North Korea.
Originally, she tried to go to North Korea by herself to catch Cocatrix.
The dragons insisted that we should battle because they insisted on following each other.
The dragon left behind plays a role in guarding the house after seeing the chapter with Seol Yun Hee.
Hooray.
After finishing the coffee, JooJooJoon took Hunter’s ID card.
A monotonous card with no color written on it.
“I’ll be back then.”
* * *
The entrance to North Korea National Park.
Originally, the majority of people who visited here were hikers.
Since the emergence of the Class D crack three years ago, people started visiting the Hunter to hunt Cocatrix, porters following them, or tourists for various purposes and are now one of Korea’s leading tourist destinations.
Burp.
Profit.
A bus stops at the entrance of the hiking trail.
It was a bus that transports Hunters, called Hunter Buses, to the cracks.
Five years ago, Hunter administration was running a free operation for Hunters.
“Here she is.”
Waiting at the depot.
Hunters wearing colorful suits and putting Mana Gun on their waist began boarding through the front door of the bus.
Like any normal bus, a handset was installed next to the driver’s seat, a handset that recognized Hunter’s ID card.
Beep.
Hunter Kim Ho-chul has been identified.
When I put Hunter’s ID card on the handset, a mechanical voice came out.
At the same time, the letter “F” was printed on the handset.
A mid-40s man with a flabby beard sat down with a long sigh.
Then he loaded his luggage in the ‘Inventory Box’ next to the seat.
A bag of so-called ‘MacGyver Calves’ and specially made synthetic materials, usually equipped with hunters’ swords, spears, etc. or subtractions and knives, not combat aided artifacts called Smokes.
Ten thousand year old Hunter Kim Ho-chul, he was a porter.
Kim Hyun-woo has been identified.
‘Looks like he’s a porter, too.’
The letter F in the handset.
The ‘real hunters’ who load up on the Hunter Bus at the entrance to North Korean National Park were usually at least Class D, so the class F hunter was, of course, a porter wolf.
But the man’s outfit was a little unusual.
Even porters had to wear suits because of their crack characteristics.
A young man called Kim Hyun-woo, who looked like he was in his mid-20s, was wearing a hoodie and a backpack.
And crucially…….
‘Daughter? No…. Is that your sister?’
The little girl who follows is about seven to eight years old.
Even though it’s still cold in April, I only wear one thin dress.
I carry an ice cream in my hand and ride behind Kim Hyun-woo.
“May I sit next to you?”
A man named Kim Hyun-woo approached me.
Kim Ho-cheol nodded, expressing his expression.
There were three seats on the Hunter’s bus, and the boy sat the girl on the side of the hallway and he sat in the middle of the three seats.
Bus leaves in 10 minutes.
The bus started again with a voice prompt flowing from inside the bus.
Maybe that’s why.
The ice cream that the girl was eating was slightly shaken and buried by the bowl.
Kim Hyun-woo, who was looking at that, took a tissue out of the backpack that looked like a hiking bag and wiped her cheeks.
“Be careful.”
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay.”
Kim Ho-cheol looked at them.
Suddenly, I felt sad when I remembered my 10-year-old son, who was guarding the house by himself.
I wonder if Kim Hyun-woo is raising a child by himself without a wife.
“Is it a daughter?”
Kim Ho-cheol asked because he couldn’t resist the curiosity.
* * *
The question of a middle-aged man sitting next to me.
JooJoon gives a slight thought and nods.
It’s annoying to explain things.
“Ah. I see. But I don’t think it’s right to take my daughter to a crack… It’s dangerous, but you don’t want to be mean to your daughter.”
Hunter is a hierarchical, sort of pyramid society.
Low-ranking F rank hunters were ignored and overlooked.
Especially if you’re going to a porter, not a fighter.
“Thank you for your concern.”
“I grew up with a son, so I started acting like one. He grows up alone without a mother, so I get crushed even more. Oh, by the way, I didn’t introduce myself. I’m Kim Ho-cheol.”
Kim Ho-chul asked Joon to shake his hand.
“I also… No, I’m Kim Hyun-woo.”
JooJoon shook his hand with a smile.
Kim Ho-cheol searched with his poor eyes.
I guess he thought he was raising the child by himself just like him.
Exotic Hunter confirmed.
Yoo Min-tae Hunter confirmed.
You have been confirmed, Mr. Anseong Guk Hunter.
“Ugh.”
When the three Hunters got on the bus,
Kim Ho-cheol frowned, fixing his face.
They are made up of B classes.
It was the Hunter Team named Sky Devil.
And Kim Ho-cheol is the porter assigned to them.
Jubbuck.
SkyDevil’s Team Leader, Class B Hunter Exotic Hyun, is on his way to the back seat along the hallway.
I found Kim Ho-cheol sitting down and stopped walking.
Kim Ho-chul got up from his seat and bent down at their waist.
“Oh, thank you again for today.”
“You know you’re gonna slow down like last time, right?”
That said, Hunters walked back to the back seat.
When I looked at him, I saw the look in his eyes.
Kim Ho-cheol sighed and sat down.
The bus is leaving.
* * *
past Borisa,
The bus stopped after running for about two kilometers.
Climbers and tourists look out the window.
There were people wearing suits that were supposedly Hunters.
And one crack in the sky, Cocatrice’s Nest.
“My Lord, there are many people.”
Carsiel gets off the bus, looks around and says, “I’m impressed.”
Especially looking at the street vendors who bake or fry cocatrix on the spot, she smiled as she stroked her head.
Cocksucker.
Carsiel grins and grabs the edge of her robe.
I wonder why.
Carsiel was always so clumsy when we were all at home.
When I came out alone with Juju, my face changed, but I’m not sure why.
Cha Jin Woong has been identified.
At the entrance of the rift, a member of the Hunter Management Bureau was assisting Hunters in cracking positions.
After placing the Hunter ID card on the handset and confirming the fingerprints, I let him enter the rift, which is why I don’t think he can go in with me.
“I guess I’ll have to go it alone. Will you sit there and wait for me in the sperm?”
Beneath the sign that says.
The octagonal sperm was installed.
He wanted to get into the crack, too.
I easily accepted it because I knew that Juju would be in trouble if I acted like a child.
“If the strange man gives you something like candy and asks you to follow….”
“I’ll kill you.”
“No…… You can’t kill him.”
Carsiel smiles and says,
“I’m kidding. I can tell that much about myself.”
“Yes. I’ll be back then.”
“Farewell, my lord.”
He walked towards the opening of the crack.
He waved, smiling at him.
I saw it fade out of sight.
And that was then.
“Kid, do you want some candy?”
* * *
Kim Hyun-woo, it’s confirmed.
“Which team are you on?”
Questions from the Hunter Administration staff.
JooJoon said.
“Solo.”
“…… You’re not wearing a suit, you’re an F rank hunter. Solo?”
The employee’s expression was puzzling.
I thought you were a porter because you’re an F ranking hunter, Solo.
Is he going to kill himself now?
But I had no authority to stop him.
It just gives me a sad look.
Sometimes there must have been one or two of these lunatics.
“You know Cocatrix is a colony brother, right?”
Not one.
Ten, no, dozens of them.
That’s why most hunters here are rated B or higher.
It also takes a team to come.
“I know.”
He replied.
I don’t know why.
This place.
I’m in charge of the rift.
* * *
Class D Rift, Cockatrys’ Nest.
It was literally a nest.
It’s a little behind Stainless Steel.
A large nest made of ‘Wheat Tree Branch’ with its comparable strength.
That’s why Cocatrix’s teeth and beaks are said to have similar strength to steel, which breaks the branches to make a house. The size of a suit below the E rank is easily pierced at once.
So, in order to live, the hunters immediately assemble a team of 10 to 15 at the entrance of the crack before they go hunting for such a colonial cocatrix.
“As you know, according to the rift management and mapping data in Seoul, the name monster ‘sleek cocatrix’ is distributed in District C1, so you should never go near here… ….”
An exotic strand of Sky Devil briefs Hunters briefly.
Fourteen class C and B hunters, apart from themselves, gathered here, were comparing the maps with a briefing, each with a mapped map.
“Porters follow them about 30 meters away from the hunters.”
Three porters gathered behind the Hunters.
Lee Lee shouted while pressing his glabella with a ballpoint pen.
“Aren’t you going to answer? You bastards!”
An outraged group of F-rank porters shouted at the top of the B rank hunter because they didn’t click on his words.
In Hunters’ society, age and gender were not required.
Only the deceased. Strength was everything.
“Yes, Eph! Yes, sir!”
Kim Ho-cheol was tense and strongly compressed.
Nothing good ever came out of the eyes of Team Leader Sky Devil.
Moreover, the exotic prefecture is a veteran at Cocatrix.
There was nothing good about ignoring him.
“Now, depending on the position…….”
It was then.
Grumpy!
The entrance to the crack flashed.
A man appeared.
Kim Ho-cheol knew the man.
Kim Hyun-woo was sitting next to him on the Hunter bus.
The gaze of the people is drawn to you as a whole.