Chapter 16
Chapter 16
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 16
Chapter Title: B-Rank Hunter Lee Chae-ah
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Her height was around 170 cm, tall and striking, and the skin-tight black combat suit clung to her body, revealing every curve without restraint.
A little movement made it seem like the zipper on her chest might burst open. Her breasts were easily a full C-cup or more, contrasting sharply with her slim waist, while her firm hips and thighs boasted a sexy, healthy allure honed by consistent training.
On top of that, every time the faint line of her sweat-dampened sports bra peeked through the combat suit, it strongly stirred something deep inside me.
Struck by that intense first impression, I unconsciously activated Third Eye on Lee Chae-ah.
👁️ THIRD EYE ACTIVATED 👁️ [Target: Lee Chae-ah] [Info: Has never had sexual relations with a man.] 'Fuck, that's insane.'
A B-rank hunter with that face and body, and she's still a virgin? I immediately felt a powerful surge of arousal.
But this was reality. If I acted recklessly like I was in the Tower, her B-rank fist would smash my head like a watermelon.
I forcefully suppressed my boiling desire and let my eyes subtly scan her figure.
Lee Chae-ah gave us four a quick once-over, then jerked her chin toward the container box being used as a makeshift interview room.
"One at a time."
I was last in line.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Haa..."
Lee Chae-ah let out a short sigh as she marked an X on the third applicant's file. It was especially hard to find porters today.
The first guy in was a three-year veteran who spent the entire interview bragging about his exploits, scheming to get her personal contact info.
The second was strong but leered at her with sleazy greed in his eyes the whole time.
The third was a fresh twenty-year-old awakener who groveled, "I'll do anything you ask! It's an honor to be with a B-rank hunter!"—pathetically sycophantic.
His skills were predictably underwhelming.
'Even I'm getting annoyed at this rate.'
None of the applicants' attitudes sat right with her.
What she wanted was a diligent porter who quietly did the job, not flatterers or lecherous creeps.
"Next."
Lee Chae-ah eyed the man now sitting before her. A relatively youthful face. His file said first-year Namcheon University Hunter Department. Her junior.
'Nickname... Byunggangsoe178/15/15?'
She stifled a laugh inwardly but kept a straight face.
"Namcheon University Hunter Department, right? Kim Joo-hyuk."
She said, glancing at his personal details.
"Yes, that's me."
Kim Joo-hyuk met her gaze steadily, without a hint of nervousness.
'Young, but that eye contact's solid.'
His file was packed with in-campus dungeon practice logs but zero official guild raid records. Total newbie.
"No porter experience. Think you can handle it? Our raid uses a lot of gear—heavy loads."
Most applicants would bluff to impress or grovel. But Kim Joo-hyuk was different.
"No experience, but I'm confident. I've mastered the theory on harvesting monster byproducts by type and efficient mana stone storage from Hunter Department classes. Not just brute-force porter—strategic, boosting raid efficiency."
No flattery, no tremor—just stating his value.
To Lee Chae-ah, who'd only faced sycophancy and envy before her B-rank status, his confidence felt fresh and intriguing.
"Good. Let's test it."
She pointed to the pile of mana stones in the corner, varying weights—standard porter strength test.
Kim Joo-hyuk rose without protest and headed over. F-rank hunter, but that was just 'talent' rank.
His Strength stat of 22 was over double the average adult male (10). Plus Strength F talent doubled it again—over four times normal. Comparable to a decent D-rank.
He started with the lightest stone, progressing to heavier ones, lifting even the heaviest—the ones others struggled with—effortlessly, face unchanged.
Lee Chae-ah's eyes widened slightly watching him.
'F-rank, my ass... Strength's D-rank or better.'
She pondered briefly, then decided.
"Good. You're hired."
She told Kim Joo-hyuk.
"One condition. I'll bump daily pay from 400,000 to 600,000 won, but handle all loads solo—no other porters. Can you?"
Tougher solo, but 50% raise. No reason to refuse.
"Yes, understood."
"Wait outside. We'll head out soon."
As she tidied files, his odd nickname resurfaced. She called back the departing Kim Joo-hyuk.
"Oh, wait. Joo-hyuk."
"Yes?"
"That nickname... what's it mean? I get Byunggangsoe."
Kim Joo-hyuk answered innocently.
"Strength means Byunggangsoe, right? Made it flashy to impress."
"Then... the numbers?"
"Just my body measurements."
He left the room.
'Body measurements?'
Lee Chae-ah tilted her head, then rechecked his application.
'Byunggangsoe178... Oh, height 178 cm.'
Then 15/15...?
What could that be? Pondering, his words echoed: 'body measurements.' Suddenly, it hit—maybe a certain male body part size.
"...!"
Her face flushed hot.
"Ahem...! That guy's nuts..."
She cleared her throat, trying to think elsewhere, but kept dwelling on those numbers.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ The interview result was, naturally, a pass.
Of course, I hadn't mastered every theory like I claimed. Wasn't smart enough to absorb it all anyway.
I knew my place.
But half a semester's classes leave knowledge stuck in your head.
I just bullshitted fitting the situation.
Tower lies made it flow easy, eyes open.
Surprisingly, hardest was eye control. Battling not to stare at Lee Chae-ah's killer body.
All Seo Jin-ah's fault.
One bad burn makes you paranoid.
'Anyway, hired. Good enough.'
Dungeon entry hit with cool, damp air—real dungeon, not campus sim.
I took rear position, beside B-rank Lee Chae-ah. Safest spot. Porters don't fight.
Soon, raid faced goblin pack.
Members formed up expertly, mowing them down.
Well-oiled raid made goblins mere obstacles.
With B-rank backup Lee Chae-ah, unstoppable.
Post-fight, I harvested mana stones and useful byproducts into my huge pack per training. Tougher than expected.
"Tough, huh? First-timers all are."
Lee Chae-ah spoke from behind. Backup role, bored sans combat.
"Nah. Learning opportunity."
I fed her polite BS, chatting gaps while packing.
"Lee Chae-ah Hunter, you're amazing. First B-rank woman I've seen."
"Yeah?"
"Get told you're pretty a lot?"
"Well... somewhat."
My blatant praise irked her slightly but she humored it.
Finally, Third Eye cooldown up. This time, on dungeon wall. Reveal secrets, I thought.
👁️ THIRD EYE ACTIVATED 👁️ [Info: 5 meters behind the wall ahead, a secret passage hides a 'Goblin Shaman' using aphrodisiac poison needles.] ◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ 'Oh ho.'
I sidled up to Lee Chae-ah casually.
"Lee Chae-ah Hunter, that wall... looks off, right? Dungeon structure class said walls like that are rare here..."
Pure bullshit, of course.
She looked puzzled, then inspected the wall closely.
Moments later, pressing a spot, she found the hidden passage. She turned, eyes wide.
"Impressive, Joo-hyuk. How'd you spot it? Sharp eyes."
Genuine praise.
"I'll toss in 200,000 won pay bump. And report officially for reward."
She rallied the raid.
"Hidden passage here. Boss shortcut or special item likely. Thoughts? Go this way?"
I smirked inwardly hearing them.
'Aphrodisiac needle goblin. Gonna get fun.'
Of course, I told no one.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Brief debate followed Lee Chae-ah's suggestion. With B-rank backup, fearlessness reigned—no C-rank qualms. Unanimous: explore passage.
"I'll lead. Joo-hyuk, right behind. Porters get protection."
She plunged into the narrow tunnel confidently.
Barely one-person wide. I had to stick tight behind her.
Then, a wondrous sight unfolded before me.
Her combat suit hugged her ass blatantly. Round, elastic perfection from training—two ideal spheres.
Each step tensed and relaxed the muscles, writhing alive-like.
Thin fabric stretched taut, wedging slightly into her crack with motion—artistic masterpiece.
Would pay daily to watch.
Plus, faint sounds brushing walls teased my groin.
'Wow, fuck... This is real.'
Seo Jin-ah's plump ass was ripe peach; Lee Chae-ah's, fresh apple pie.
Couldn't peel eyes off through the passage.
Emerging, vast cavern appeared.
'Goblin village?'
Dozens of crude huts—a goblin hamlet.
Eerily silent. No goblins visible.
Raid stayed alert, looting: old weapons, trinkets, occasional mana stones.
So much, members shouldered bundles.
Then.
Atop highest altar, ornate-feathered Goblin Shaman appeared.
"Enemy! Shaman first!"
As raid charged weapons, it chanted incomprehensibly.
Suddenly, hundreds of goblins poured madly from empty huts.