So, Let's Get Revenge
"So, here's the thing..."
Kim Hyun-cheol wiped the blood from his nose with the tissue Seo Na-yeon had given him as he spoke.
"It'd feel kinda shitty to just end the story like this, right?"
"Obviously."
Seo Na-yeon crossed her long legs and scowled.
"You think we're the type to go around getting our asses kicked?"
"Nah, of course not~~"
Kim Hyun-cheol looked utterly thrilled, as if he'd completely forgotten what had just happened.
"That's why I called you here to plot revenge. You in too, sis."
"What? Why the hell would I?"
Seo Na-yeon had snapped at him earlier for ignoring Park Hyun-jun, but she drew a firm line at the idea of revenge.
"Sure, it's a shame what happened to Hyun-jun, but you started it. If you'd come at me like that, I wouldn't have stopped at just making you a eunuch."
Park Hyun-jun thought to himself that she probably wouldn't have gotten the drop on him like that, but he kept it to himself. After all, he wasn't in any position to voice an opinion here.
The revenge idea had come straight from Kim Hyun-cheol's mouth anyway. He figured it was just the guy's whim, thinking it'd be fun.
In the end, you clean up your own shit. It was rare for S-rank hunters to team up like this. Most problems solved themselves easily anyway.
This was the first time three S-rank hunters had gathered explicitly for revenge, excluding the times they'd joined forces for dungeon raids.
"Of course."
Kim Hyun-cheol acknowledged Seo Na-yeon's reaction.
"But don't you think there's enough merit in it for you to get off your ass too?"
"Merit?"
Seo Na-yeon pondered it for a moment.
"Well... yeah, I'm curious. How the hell did that stuck-up bitch Kim Seol-bi fall for some guy? He's just a mediocre hunter, right? Can't even fuck properly—how's that love? Or is it some lame platonic bullshit? And Kang A-jin..."
She furrowed her brow.
"That bitch fell for him too, didn't she? That's the only way it adds up."
"Ho ho, really?"
Kim Hyun-cheol looked genuinely surprised, like the thought hadn't even crossed his mind. He probably hadn't given anyone below S-rank—or that level—a second thought, aside from Kim Seol-bi and Kang A-jin.
"I wanna see that bastard's mug at least once. Gotta check out how amazing he is to pull that off."
"Nothing special."
Park Hyun-jun, who'd been quiet until now, spat it out bitterly.
"Probably has some skill for seducing women. That fucker’s top of my list—no forgiveness. I’ll kill him first."
"Hey, hey, don’t waste him~"
Seo Na-yeon laughed.
"Give him to me. I’ll try him out first, and if he’s no good, I’ll toss him."
Park Hyun-jun and Kim Hyun-cheol both flinched at her words—"toss him."
They both knew just how sexually depraved she was. The woman had no concept of moderation in that department.
"Didn’t expect that. Thought you’d go after Seol-bi unnie more."
"Get real. Look, I’m all for raping and training Kim Seol-bi and Kang A-jin. But don’t kill them. How many S-ranks do we have? We can’t afford to fight each other. Keep this up, and Chinese or Japanese hunters will eat us alive. You know all the talk about SS-rank dungeons popping up? If we can’t clear them, it won’t end with just bruised egos."
"Then just go to China or Japan. Who gives a shit about nationality?"
Seo Na-yeon gave Kim Hyun-cheol a wry smile at that.
"Cocky little shit. That’s exactly your problem. Anyway, it’s not about nationality—it’s whether those countries would treat us right if we went there. They’ve got their own hotshot S-ranks. You think they wouldn’t sort us by rank and discriminate?"
"Ah... yeah, true."
Kim Hyun-cheol nodded, looking like that hadn’t occurred to him.
Park Hyun-jun inwardly clicked his tongue watching him— the guy didn’t give a damn about anything outside his interests.
"Still, we’re hunters, right? In this world, power’s everything. If you’re strong enough, rank and discrimination don’t matter."
"Damn, kid’s got confidence."
Seo Na-yeon wrapped it up her way.
"Anyway, do whatever—rape Kim Seol-bi and Kang A-jin, I don’t care—just don’t kill them. Sweet-talk them after and keep ’em around. Better to eat them forever than devour and discard."
"Didn’t think you hated Seol-bi unnie that much, but you’ve got a love-hate thing going?"
"Love-hate? Nah, just thinking big-picture. But..."
Seo Na-yeon turned to the two men.
"You talked to Dong-geun oppa lately? I know he’s looking for his little sis, but still no luck?"
Park Hyun-jun and Kim Hyun-cheol just shrugged at her question.
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I was thrilled after finishing my shopping. Beyond expectations, really.
I’d walked out with free gear and weapons worth hundreds of billions per piece—not to mention they doubled as investments. No wonder my chest swelled with pride.
Normally, that kind of debt would weigh heavy, but S-rank hunters weren’t built to lose money. Deals started at tens, even hundreds of billions.
No wonder they think the world revolves around them.
Now that I was an S-rank hunter myself, I got why they strutted around like that. Though cases like Kim Seol-bi proved not everyone did.
Anyway, next steps.
Time to hit the dungeon...
I lacked experience. Sure, I’d entered a few, but I hadn’t done much. Kim Seol-bi and Kim Eun-bi handled most of the hunting.
But the real reason I needed to dungeon-dive was bigger: skills could only be acquired inside dungeons.
Sorcery I could learn separately, but skills were different. From my experience so far, I gained them from women exposed to Unreasonable Favor—inside dungeons.
Wanna bring Lisa...
I knew she housed mana from 19 souls. Sex with her had transferred it all to me intact.
So I had that much mana inside me too...
But no skills.
Mana alone wasn’t enough without a way to manifest it. Watching Lisa unleash her powers in a dungeon would skyrocket the hunter skills I gained, I figured.
Problem is getting her in.
She was Brazilian. And officially dead. Hunter activity in Korea seemed impossible for her.
But giving up? No way. Not for just one hunter’s skills—19 worth. Missing that chance would be criminal.
Only one person to consult.
I called Kang A-jin and asked for Valentina.
She seemed a bit down, like she thought the call was for her. I wondered if she was still peeking through dimensional rifts like before, but nah—probably not. I was a different man now. If she pulled advanced sorcery like that, I’d sense it.
Even if she watched my daily life, no big deal. Worst case? Changing clothes or bathroom breaks—but we were past that embarrassment. Plus, no risk of her catching me watching porn or jerking off. I didn’t need that anymore.
I had plenty of gorgeous women craving sex with me. Wasting energy like that would be a disservice to them.
Valentina’s voice perked up when she took the phone.
- Honey~~ Called ’cause you miss me? Wanna fuck?
Why jump straight to sex?
"Yeah, uh... we’ll get to that later. Got a question..."
I explained my dilemma.
Brazil’s saintess burst into laughter.
- Hohoho! Why stress over that~ A few calls, and it’s done. Who do you think I am, honey?
"......"
Right. Had I underestimated Brazil’s saintess, the world’s top sorceress? My worries suddenly felt silly.
Freshly awakened S-rank me got VIP treatment everywhere—imagine someone titled a national saintess. Even Kang A-jin had serious political connections, handling tricky requests for elites.
Valentina might not take direct jobs from afar, but her disciples spanned the globe. Her booming rep could make the impossible happen.
Relieved about Lisa joining dungeon runs, Valentina added,
"Actually, better to go to Brazil. Looser regs there. Been ages since I’ve been home—got stuff to grab too."