The Huntube Invitation
As soon as Park Jihun stepped out of subspace, he was swamped with no time to even catch his breath. Association President Chien Bao dragged him away to explain the details of how he had cleared the gate. Then came questions about the cause of the massive gate outbreaks, delivered through the Vampire Queen Trene.
“...I see. So it really was the work of a single faction...”
He listened to the entire story and fell into deep thought. According to Trene, incidents like this were extremely rare. Still, anything less than one hundred percent certainty meant they needed countermeasures. He left to inform the International Hunter Association.
After that, the party leaders who had joined him in the vampire gate came looking for him.
“Would you consider joining our guild...”
“Ahem, at Nerito we can offer the very best terms...”
The Susanoo Guild from Japan and the Nerito Guild from Italy both extended scouting offers to Park Jihun. He turned them down immediately. Even if the world’s top guild came calling, he had zero intention of leaving. His refusal was absolute.
“The Peace Guild will go anywhere in the world if you simply hire us. Call if you ever need our help.”
The mercenary guild Peace took a different approach. They simply handed over a business card with the number ‘8’ and a direct phone line, then left it at that.
“Oh, yes. Thank you.”
“Come on, show a little more gratitude. Business cards with a direct line to our Team 8 aren’t something you can buy with money!”
It really had been a direct connection to Team 8.
“Ah, yes. Thank you.”
Of course, Park Jihun’s reaction remained unchanged. Whether it was Team 8 or Team 1, he had no use for mercenaries.
“Haha, well. Just kidding. You don’t need us anyway. Think of it as a token of friendship. Let’s get along—that’s all.”
The Team 8 leader had known that from the start, so he simply laughed and shrugged.
“At the very least, if you keep that card, our Team 8 is on your side.”
“...Yes, I’ll hold onto it.”
Park Jihun smiled faintly and slipped the card into his pocket.
With every last piece of business in Vietnam wrapped up, he booked another flight back to Korea. Naturally, the reservation was made through the Vietnam Hunter Association to keep it completely off the books.
Leaving behind the country where so much had happened, Park Jihun and Shin Jiyeon boarded the plane bound for Korea.
“Hey! There he is!”
“It’s Hunter Park Jihun!”
Of course, completely blocking information in the digital age was impossible. Reporters who had caught wind of the leak swarmed the airport, forcing them to expend yet more energy shaking the mob off.
After finally escaping the press, Park Jihun’s group reached the car waiting in the airport parking lot.
“Haa~ I’m so damn tired. Is this what a celebrity’s life feels like?”
When Park Jihun let out a heavy sigh, Shin Jiyeon—seemingly immune to exhaustion—already had her tablet out, checking articles and guild messages.
“It can’t be helped. You’re currently the most watched hunter on the entire planet, Sunbae… Oh my. The Vietnam story has already spread everywhere.”
Shin Jiyeon opened one of the articles and held the screen toward him.
The headline was sensational, and the content was hardly any different. It claimed Park Jihun had cleared a near-S-rank gate, and that the sudden surge of gates had quieted down afterward. Therefore, it concluded, clearing the near-S-rank gate had also eliminated the root cause.
“Hero? That’s laying it on way too thick.”
To Park Jihun, who had simply followed his own desires, the praise sounded ridiculous.
“But in everyone else’s eyes, you are a hero. Look at this. The number of broadcast and interview requests is insane…!”
Shin Jiyeon showed him the tablet screen, which was flooded with messages and emails.
“Ugh, just looking at it makes me feel sick. It’s too annoying. I’d rather just rest at home.”
Park Jihun shook his head, making it clear he intended to reject every last one.
“Well, I figured you’d say that, Sunbae.”
“If the reporter is a different race, I’ll think about it.”
As he spoke, he began deleting the emails and messages one by one.
“Oh?”
Shin Jiyeon’s eyes suddenly widened at something she found.
“Huntube reached out too. They’re offering you a guest appearance.”
“Huntube? Oh… you mean that hunter-focused YouTube channel that does interviews and content with hunters?”
What she had discovered was an invitation from the YouTuber known as Huntube—a channel dedicated to hunter information. They invited prominent hunters for conversations, asked burning questions, and regularly uploaded related content to massive popularity.
It boasted a staggering 3.6 million subscribers. Among Korean YouTubers, that was a very high number. Famous hunters appeared often, and the channel provided genuinely useful hunter-related information, which explained its huge following. Interview videos with big-name hunters sometimes surpassed ten million views. The recent interview with Yang Siwu, who was rapidly making a name for herself as the Fist King, had crossed nine million views in just one week.
“Not really interested.”
Since Park Jihun had little interest in other hunters, he rarely watched even when algorithm suggestions popped up. He only knew the channel by name. Naturally, appearing on it held zero appeal; he had already planned to spend the day resting at home.
“What?! Huntube?! The one with Joo Ye-jin?!”
“Whoa! You scared me! What the hell? How did you open subspace by yourself? And more importantly… were you listening the whole time?”
The subspace suddenly opened on its own, and a visibly excited Sira popped out. Park Jihun was startled that she had forced her way through without his permission, but then he remembered.
‘…Right. She did break through a special gate before.’
Besides, subspace wasn’t meant to forcibly imprison his familiars. The girls were essentially his absolute loyal subordinates; a little eavesdropping or forcing their way out wasn’t worth making a fuss over. He decided to let it slide.
“But how do you even know about Huntube?”
What surprised him more was that Sira not only knew the channel but even recognized its main host, Joo Ye-jin.
“At first I was just studying this world. I thought I’d look up some hunter information, so I watched a few videos… and wow, the main host sister is totally my type.”
She said it with a completely straight face. Park Jihun could only stare in disbelief.
‘A succubus falling for a YouTuber. That’s on another level.’
Considering the various acts she had performed with Shin Jiyeon, Sira was clearly bisexual. Which meant the odds were high that her “type” comment toward host Joo Ye-jin carried a distinctly sexual undertone.
“Jihun, I really don’t ask for favors often… but can we please go on Huntube? I want to see Joo Ye-jin in person so badly…”
Just see her in person? Only her face?
Unlike Park Jihun and Shin Jiyeon’s abnormal tastes, Sira was a succubus—the literal embodiment of pure sexual desire. Park Jihun could not help feeling deeply concerned.
Still, it was a request from his adorable familiar. Honestly, aside from begging to be fucked, how often did his familiars ask him for anything?
“…Fine. If it’s Huntube, at least the reporters won’t swarm us. We can keep it quiet.”
Park Jihun let out a long sigh and accepted the invitation.
“Wow~! Jihun is the best! I love you so much!”
Sira squealed and threw her arms around him, pressing her soft, plush breasts firmly against his body. A satisfied smile spread across Park Jihun’s face.
After hugging him tightly, Sira hurriedly grabbed the tablet he had given her for when he was bored and shoved the screen in his face.
“This sister! What do you think? Isn’t she crazy pretty?”
Her eyes sparkled with excitement. The woman on screen, Joo Ye-jin, was indeed stunning. It was a still from an interview. She had an elegant, refined look with her black hair tied back, yet she possessed confident, voluptuous breasts that contradicted that grace. Her modestly crossed legs, clad in a short skirt and black stockings, tickled every man’s imagination.
She was beautiful, with an appearance and mannerisms that shook male hearts. She proved that Huntube’s success came from more than just hunter information and interviews.
Of course.
‘Honestly, I’m not interested in human women except for Jiyeon.’
Park Jihun felt zero attraction. At most he could admit she was pretty. Naturally, if she stripped and started seducing him in earnest, his body would react—he was still a man. But it lacked the spark that would truly stir his heart.
“She has that pure, elegant vibe… If we added wings and horns, and she could breathe fire, she’d be exactly my type.”
“Ah, I think I get it. A pure-and-pitiful black dragon? Black dragons usually feel dark and fierce, but taking a hard U-turn to deliver that gap moe…”
In the end, Park Jihun and Shin Jiyeon once again fell into their usual conversation about personal tastes.