Get Lost, You Bitch
"Hah… hah… hah…"
Na Jiseon burst out of the base in a frantic sprint. As a hunter, she possessed a body that far surpassed ordinary human limits — yet even she couldn't help gasping for air after tearing through nearly several kilometers of the compound at full speed.
None of that mattered. Not the burning in her lungs, not the fatigue dragging at her limbs. In this moment, only one thought filled her mind:
She had to stop the man who was trying to leave this place.
I can't… I can't just let him go like this… Jinhyun oppa…
She kicked into a full sprint once more. In a remote mountain village built around a military base, there was only one place he could be headed. A man without a car of his own had only one route out of here.
That place was…
"Hmm-hmm-hmm~"
I stood at the bus stop humming cheerfully to myself. Honestly, I wanted to break into a full dance — but there were still a few people around, so I had to settle for the humming.
Phone in hand, waiting for the bus, I already had my first destination locked in.
Any minute now, I'm finally free of this godforsaken place. I should be able to get there by evening, right?
The one place I'd wanted to visit throughout my entire military service. Before, the best I could manage was a hard-won leave — and even then, only for a fleeting visit. Now I could go down there and stay as long as I wanted, and no one could say a damn thing about it. The thought alone made me feel like I could take flight.
And then—
Bang!
"Ugh!"
That familiar, ear-splitting racket. My brow furrowed on instinct, and the high I'd been riding started to deflate.
And standing right in front of me, just as expected, was that bitch.
"Hah… hah… hah…"
She stood over me, gasping for breath. Na Jiseon — S-class hunter, and one of the absolute last people on earth I ever wanted to see again.
But for all the usual noise of her entrance, something about her face was different this time. The woman who normally tore around like a rabid dog seemed… drained of her usual venom.
I eyed her with a flicker of curiosity.
"…What the hell do you want? You suddenly take leave or something? What are you doing here?"
"Th-this… is this real?"
"What?"
I asked, thick with irritation at the random question. She shoved her phone in my face.
"Th-this… I'm asking if this is real! Are you… are you really just leaving like this?"
Her voice was frantic as she held up the discharge post I'd uploaded. I almost laughed.
"…You've got to be kidding me. Of course I'm really leaving — what, you think I'm faking it? Didn't your oh-so-great Guild Master already tell you? I've been discharged. I'm not a soldier anymore. Not an adjutant either."
I snapped at her clueless, appetite-killing question. The Guild Master ordered my discharge, I followed it, left a farewell post as a final goodbye, and exited the group chat. That simple. And this bitch had sprinted all the way out here just to rehash it and kill my mood.
I was starting to wonder if this anger-management disaster was even dumber than I'd thought.
But then—
"I-it was a mistake…"
"…What are you talking about?"
"It was a mistake. Th-this… the Guild Master must have made some kind of mistake. I-I'll go with you and talk to them, get everything put back the way it was… so…"
Na Jiseon spoke in a trembling voice, staring at me. Just hearing her was nauseating enough to make my brow crease on its own.
Apparently, after years of treating me like her personal dog and fully expecting that arrangement to continue forever, the sudden prospect of my disappearance had her terrified. Of course it had. There weren't exactly a lot of people willing to put up with scum like her and her friends.
"I-it won't be easy, of course, but I'll do my absolute best for you. You don't want to end up unemployed either, right? S-so don't just leave like this — come with me and—"
She kept throwing out one pathetic excuse after another, trying to talk me into staying. So I finally gave her the words I'd been holding onto for years.
"Get lost, you bitch."
"W… what?"
She went blank at a line I'd never used on her before. A dark satisfaction curled through me, and I let everything I was thinking spill out without a single filter.
"I said get lost. I don't care what you do — the discharge was already approved, and I agreed to it. The paperwork's done. I don't have so much as a fingernail's worth of interest in going back to that hellhole. Stop spouting nonsense and go crawl back wherever you came from."
My true feelings, raw and unfiltered for once. Jiseon's face drained of color in a way I'd never seen before. Clearly she hadn't expected me to come at her like this.
I stood up — we were done here — and walked past her toward the curb. The bus would be here any second. Hunters weren't allowed to leave the base zone without authorization, so I wouldn't have to look at this bitch's face much longer.
Then—
"O… oppa."
"…?"
Her voice trembled behind me. A woman years younger than me, who used to call herself my noona and act like she owned the place, was suddenly calling me oppa. That alone was enough to catch me off guard.
She kept going, voice still shaking.
"J-Jinhyun oppa… d-don't do this. We've… we've gotten along all this time, haven't we? I… I was a little rough with you, okay? I-I'll apologize for all of it… Y-you know how I am. I've always had issues with my temper. That was never how I really felt. I just… I just wanted to get closer to you somehow, so I was only teasing—"
"…"
She was trembling all over now, not just her voice — begging. I answered with silence. She pressed on, on the verge of tears.
"P-please. I'm begging you. Don't go. I-I'll be so much better from now on. I won't call myself your noona anymore, and I'll stop losing my temper. So… so please stay with us, just like you always have…"
Crack!
My patience snapped. I slapped her across the face.
Given she was a hunter, the physical impact was next to nothing — but it was more than enough to shut this lunatic's mouth. Hitting an anger-management psychopath was a dangerous move under normal circumstances, but the atmosphere made one thing clear: she wasn't going to raise a hand against me.
Jiseon stared at me, dazed, as if she couldn't process what had just happened. I looked her dead in the eye and unloaded every word I'd been bottling up, voice thick with irritation and rage.
"Give me a fucking break. You nearly beat someone half to death and think calling it a joke makes it okay? I swallowed it down every single time, and you decided that made me a free punching bag? Do you have any idea how many nights I lost sleep because of you?"
"N-no… that's not… I-I really…"
Tears spilled down her face as she shook her head. I held her gaze and delivered one last line, pure fury behind every word.
"Here's some free advice for the road. Stop living like such a piece of shit. Keep treating people like suckers and running wild, and someday someone's going to cave your skull in."
"…"
She had nothing left. No excuses. Just tears rolling down her cheeks in silence.
I turned my back on her without a shred of regret and boarded the bus that had just pulled up. It rolled forward slowly. Her sobbing still reached my ears from outside — and I felt not a flicker of pity, not a second of hesitation.
I'd put up with enough for four years. I had no reason left to coddle garbage like her.
Still, thanks. At least you gave me the chance to get a few things off my chest on the way out.
With that, I closed the book on the miserable 28th Guild for good. The rotten past was done. From here on, all that mattered was what came next — meeting the people I actually wanted to see, living the life I actually wanted to live. A future that finally shone.