E-Class Hunter — Jeon Somin (1)

When this app first downloaded itself onto my phone, I didn't think much of it.

Among the Awakened, there were people with internet-related abilities — it wasn't unheard of.

But the moment I looked at the details, I couldn't help but freeze.

And for good reason.

"Hunter Apartment Security Guard App?"

Apparently, my "awakening" was an app designed for security work at a Hunter apartment complex.

"This is supposed to be an ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠awakening?"

The whole thing felt so dubious that I tried every method I knew to confirm whether I was actually an Awakened or not.

"Status window! Status? Skill window...?"

Nothing appeared. Not a status window. Not a single thing.

Which meant—

"I'm not an Awakened...?"

I was just an ordinary person. A regular civilian.

So the question remained.

"Then what the hell is this?"

Right there on my smartphone, clear as day, sat the Hunter Apartment Security Guard App.

What even was it?

Voice phishing? Hacking?

No matter how hard I thought about it, nothing made sense. High-level hackers wouldn't go through this much effort just to mess with one random guy like me.

Which left only one possibility.

"Something else?"

Something else at work here? The thought crossed my mind, but with virtually no information about the app, there was only so much I could figure out ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠on my own.

Hmm. Might as well try logging in.

So Taejin opened the app — just in case — and the moment the Hunter Apartment Security Guard App launched—

My name, right there on the screen.

Is this really some Awakened person's idea of a prank?

The doubt lingered, but I tapped the screen and waited for whatever came next.

"An app for security guards working at Hunter apartments?"

Did that mean the senior guards already knew about this thing?

I never got that vibe from them, though...

Taejin was puzzled, but he tapped through to the next screen. He needed to learn more about this app first.

What appeared next was a breakdown of security duties.

"Eh, nothing special here... wait. Hold on. Sexual Processing?"

Just as I was about to write the whole thing off as ordinary, I spotted a word that had absolutely no business being on a security duty list.

"Why the hell is Sexual Processing listed as a security duty...?"

It made no sense, but I immediately tapped the Sexual Processing tab to check the details.

I skipped past the long, flowery explanation and scrolled straight down to the core of it.

"Oh?"

Help them relieve it once their lust builds past a certain point?

Is this for real?

Honestly, it was absurd. No matter how unhinged Hunters could be, they wouldn't normally have a security guard handle their sexual needs.

...Well, if the Hunter in question was completely insane, sure — but those were the rare ones.

So under normal circumstances, I shouldn't have believed a word of this nonsense. And yet—

"How do I unlock this?"

I wasn't in a position to be picky. My mental state was so thoroughly wrecked that rational thinking was off the table, and I couldn't stand leaving a curiosity unsatisfied.

I spent a moment searching for how to unlock it. Fortunately, tapping the [LOCKED] label brought up a detailed explanation.

1,000 Security Points?

I had no idea if that was a lot or a little. With a blank expression, Taejin hunted around for a window displaying his points — and found it soon enough.

"Ah, here it is."

My Security Points, displayed in what looked like a shop window, were surprisingly high.

Almost enough to unlock Sexual Processing Duty right away. Curious about how I'd racked up that many points, I tapped Point Inquiry.

...I decided to stop looking.

Anyway, the vast majority of my points had come from abuse compensation. The rest were scraps earned by diligently performing regular security work.

"So roughly four more days of work, then?"

That was doable. Call it curiosity, and if I worked hard, I'd fill the gap in no time.

Just like that, Taejin's suicidal impulses had been completely replaced by pure curiosity.

And then, roughly two days later—

"Hoo..."

Taejin stepped into his dorm room and let out a shaky breath, tension coiling through him.

For good reason.

The point-gathering plan that was supposed to take four days had finished far ahead of schedule.

By pure chance, he'd offered to take out a Hunter's trash during recycling duty. The Hunter had been so pleased with the security guard's initiative that an alert popped up awarding him 20P.

Whether he should be happy about that or not wasn't even a question. He was just thrilled he could spend the points immediately.

And so, with the points he'd gathered, Taejin was about to unlock Sexual Processing Duty for the very first time.

"Gulp."

With a tense expression, he unlocked it.

Messages cascaded across the screen.

"Tutorial?"

Among the cascade of messages, the word "tutorial" caught my eye, and I immediately hit Yes.

The screen shifted — and what appeared was—

"Is this... a floor plan of our apartment building...?"

A building schematic. More precisely, it looked like a game interface, with every floor of the apartment complex laid out in clear detail.

And that wasn't all.

"The glowing spots — if I tap them, something comes up."

Scattered across the floor plans were doors glowing with various lights. Tapping one of them brought up—

"Holy shit."

I hadn't expected that to work, and I was still reeling when—

The security app took over the screen on its own, panning until a single door began to glow — as if telling me to tap it.

Let's see... the color is silver... no, white, actually.

Curious about what was waiting behind it, I tapped the door. What appeared wasn't the simple personal info from before, but something more detailed—

A message indicating that the duty was available. The urge to hit Yes immediately and get to work was almost overwhelming — but I held it back.

Because—

"Jeon Somin..."

By pure coincidence, I already knew who she was.

Not that we were close or anything. Far from it.

She's definitely the one with the massive chest I saw at the trash disposal area...

I'd spotted her once while handling garbage, and her chest had been... memorable. Her name was Jeon Somin. I wasn't a stalker — I'd just happened to notice a labeled item among the recycling with her name on it.

...Look, when a woman is built like that, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠wanting to get to know her a little is only natural, right? Not that I'd ever approached her. I only knew her name.

I'd seen her a few more times since then, which is why she stuck in my memory.

Ahem. That wasn't the point.

We've never even spoken, and I can just do Sexual Processing Duty with her?

The whole concept of Sexual Processing Duty had felt weird from the start, but was it really possible to handle the sexual needs of someone whose face I'd barely seen?

What about male Hunters... yeah, no. Not going there.

The thought that male Hunters might also be eligible for Sexual Processing Duty flickered through my mind, and I immediately scrubbed it clean. I had zero desire to know.

Instead—

"Well... nothing ventured, nothing gained!"

I tapped the button to execute Sexual Processing Duty.

I was nervous about what might happen, but it was already too late to stop.

I hit [YES], and then—

"...?"

Nothing happened.

I waited ten minutes. Twenty. Still nothing.

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"Are you kidding me? After all that, this was a scam?"

Absolutely nothing had occurred.

"Ah, damn it. What a letdown."

I pulled the blanket over my head and went to sleep. Excitement, then nothing.

But the next day, about ten minutes after I clocked in for work, I learned that none of it had been a delusion.

Because—

"Hoo, time to get to wor—"

—Brrring-brrring-brrring!!!

"Ah, yes, of course. Which building and unit number...?"

Building 205, Unit 802. That was—

Jeon Somin's apartment.