Donate Blood Safely
Eunchun-gu is notorious in Seoul for its sky-high housing prices. And the reason? The Eunchun Hunter Training Academy—commonly known as the Eunchun Academy—which specializes in training hunters.
Of course, it's got nothing to do with Eunha, who's just a lowly cafe employee. At most, students in Eunchun Academy uniforms drop by the cafe now and then for coffee. And thanks to the academy's prestige, land prices in Eunchun-gu are absurdly expensive. Whether it's because of that "top in the nation" label or some scheme to justify the hype, prices have been climbing nonstop since the academy was built.
...No matter how you slice it, the owner of Saetbyeol Apartment—that lone building plopped right in the middle of this hotspot—is downright impressive. Does the landlord even know their 9-story apartment mysteriously expanded to 10 stories?
'The academy... not exactly fond memories there...'
Eunha stared at the massive academy grounds in the distance and gave a wry smile.
....A random health checkup. A "recovery-type skill" discovered by chance. Getting recommended into the Eunchun Academy by the Hunter Association. And... that shallow resignation letter she'd written in a depressive funk.
"...It's fine. Water under the bridge."
After gazing at the academy for a while, Eunha turned back toward Saetbyeol Apartment. Normally, she'd steer clear of the area altogether. She'd wandered too aimlessly today.
"Time to go home."
Go home. Lie in bed like a corpse. If she ran into the Bug Princess in the apartment hallway, she'd compliment her. If the Red Woman knocked at the door, she'd smile and let her in. Or fling open the balcony door and drop to the floor below. Then, at lunchtime, head over to Eunbangul's place like nothing happened. It was her day off, after all. Yeah. That sounded good.
Would dying and coming back once more shake off this gloom? Who knows. Maybe.
'Or... the Black Book...
....
Eunha shook her head to dispel the dark thought. Must've been possessed for a second there. She tapped her temples and let out a held breath—a sigh so hot it was startling.
She thought positively. Sure, her school days were all bad memories, but at least attending the nation's top academy for a bit had planted the dream of becoming a successful hunter.
'I'll make it big as a hunter. Get so famous that people say, "Oh, I actually prefer Hunter Eunha over that guy~."
Having fired herself up with that weird motivation while glaring at the academy, Eunha resumed walking with her usual drowsy smile.
"Hm? Never seen that bus before."
How long had she wandered aimlessly through quiet Eunchun-gu? Dragging her black suitcase on the way home, Eunha spotted a strange bus parked near the convenience store by her apartment. Its eye-catching design drew her closer for a look.
A bus with a crisp white base accented in cool blue. The windows were heavily tinted, impossible to see inside from outside, and it had just one door up front like a tour bus. On the side: Evergreen Emergency Center and the slogan, "We'll donate blood for our family."
Blood donation for family... A blood donation bus? A blue one, though. Kinda unique.
Chiiiik—.
As Eunha poked around curiously, the door suddenly hissed open, and a stunning woman in a doctor's coat stepped out. She flashed a bright smile at the loitering Eunha and gestured inside the bus.
"Would you like to donate blood?"
Her voice was melodic and kind, warm enough to diagnose even phantom ailments and cure them on the spot. A hospital with doctors like her? She'd check in without a second thought.
'Come to think of it, it's about time for my next donation... Should I?'
Eunha nodded at the question and hauled her suitcase—Black Book inside—onto the bus with a grunt. The woman boarded after, and the door hissed shut.
"Have a seat here?"
Eunha set the bulky suitcase aside and pulled out the Black Book. That's when the doctor pointed to the phlebotomy chair.
Sit right away? Frowning in confusion as she reached for her ID, Eunha asked,
"Uh?... Don't you need ID or blood type or something?"
"Will you have a seat?"
But the woman just smiled radiantly and repeated herself. Puzzled but compliant, Eunha sat in the chair. Fine, she'll probably ask once I'm settled. They'll handle it.
The woman soon brought a blood sugar tester, and Eunha obligingly extended her hand. The needle pricked her fingertip, a drop of bright red blood welled up. Before she could even smear it on the device, the wound healed. Love this recovery skill.
She wiped the spot roughly with the alcohol swab handed over, then laid the Black Book from her suitcase on her lap and reclined fully in the chair.
One fun fact, now that we're here: Eunha's hobby is blood donation.
Hobby: blood donation. Specialty: blood donation. Blood type: O.
That's me. Infinite-refill blood pack thanks to Self-Regeneration. Majority shareholder of Eunchun-gu blood packs. Proud darling of the Red Cross.
Yep. Eunha was born to donate blood, shining brightest when she does.
'Kinda sad now... It's fine. Who else would let blood get drawn every three days? This is what being a hunter's all about.'
A brief dip in mood, but she forced it up with her drowsy smile. The biggest hurdle for her hunter promotion exam—and the skill that'd recently saved her life, boosting its likeability despite the love-hate—was Self-Regeneration. But as they say, even dog shit has its uses. This troublesome skill that resets everything to "original state" let her pull off the miracle of full recovery after a good night's sleep, even after getting drained at the blood center.
So her donation schedule? Every three days. Like duplicating convenience store coupons and burger discounts.
She hadn't planned to do it this often at first, but saving lives felt rewarding, so it stuck.
Plus, frequent donors get thank-you gifts. 200-donation plaque and monthly commemorative? Irresistible.
'Sigh... College kids fill volunteer hours with donations. Wonder if hunters get something? Like a rank-up for 100 donations.'
Waiting for phlebotomy prep, she flipped open the Black Book on her belly. Nothing else to do while bleeding out but memorize "rules." When else? The donation lady wouldn't see the contents anyway. No clue what the book even was.
She let out a massive yawn and glanced down—only to clamp her mouth shut at the ominous bookmark stabbed in the pages. And that faint, fishy blood scent wafting up. Her face hardened instantly.
This bookmark... when did it get here?
"...It's fine. Probably nothing."
Chill creeping up her spine, she hypnotized herself.
Nothing major. Like that time with the Bug Princess—she'd survived unscathed.
And she had the Black Book now. Even if something like the Red Woman showed, just follow the rules calmly. 'No need to freak... Got the donation lady here. Book said don't approach strangers.'
Steeling herself sparked false courage. After a deep breath, she opened to the marked page.
Guide to Peaceful Life in Eunchun-gu
This guide was created with the approval of ■■■ ■■ to encourage your safe activities in Eunchun-gu.
If any items are missing or contain noticeably strange phrasing, we hope they return to normal soon.
Good luck.
1. Donate Blood Safely.
Blood donation is a good deed. A noble act that saves precious lives.
However, using the Evergreen Emergency Center blood donation bus is not recommended.
1-1. If you spot an Evergreen Emergency Center blood donation bus parked by the roadside while walking.
Pretend you didn't see it and keep walking. Even a hint of suspicion that you saw it, and it'll approach you.
If you're too slow to react and see a woman in a doctor's coat step out.
Immediately close your eyes and turn your back to her.
Then, in a small voice, say, "Your daughter is waiting."
If you hear "it" leaving, success.
Open your eyes once the bus engine fades away.
※ Focus on the engine sound! ※
Confirm the bus is fully gone before opening your eyes. The engine must gradually quiet.
If the engine cuts off abruptly, it's just idling—do not open your eyes.
"Should've checked sooner."
[Yes / No]
Sensing disaster, Eunha let out a hollow laugh. Right on cue, the donation lady arrived with an empty blood bag and IV set.
'What is that? Bubble tea straw?'
Eunha shuddered at the grotesquely thick needle. Ignoring her, the lady approached with her unchanging radiant smile.
Yeah, you're the Blood Donation Nurse from now on. Satisfied with her naming, Eunha tried to bolt out the window—but her body wouldn't budge, like pins and needles had seized her.
Whoa. Body's frozen solid.
"I changed my mind. No donation."
"Does it sting? Stiiing~?"
Puuk—!
The straw-thick needle plunged straight into Eunha's carotid artery. Ah. Hate this so much.