Chapter 93
Chapter 93
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 93
Chapter Title: Justice Guild Uniform
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Lately, Kang Han had been throwing himself into training to get used to his new weapon.
I stood in front of the simulation training ground for a moment, arms crossed, watching him train.
The summoned monster was an A-rank Yungkaders.
Nicknamed the "Island Turtle," it looked just like a massive turtle so enormous that it resembled a tiny island floating on the sea.
The one inside the training ground right now was as big as three large buses combined.
But size didn't mean it was slow.
Unlike regular turtles, the Yungkaders was incredibly fast on land, and its jaw strength was so threatening it could chew up a hippo like it was nothing.
And it even rammed with its body—getting hit by that incredibly sturdy shell would squash a non-combatant like me flat without a trace.
Thud!
Right on cue, the Yungkaders's massive body slammed into the simulation training ground's glass window, sending a deafening vibration through my ears.
Of course, this meticulously simulated phantom monster wasn't going to break through the glass, but the impact was startling enough to make me flinch for a second.
"Whoa, that's fast."
I wasn't talking about the Yungkaders—I meant Kang Han.
The Yungkaders charged at a speed my eyes could barely track, but Kang Han dodged it effortlessly with just a couple of steps.
"KYAAAH!"
Thoroughly pissed off by Kang Han's display, the Yungkaders bared its teeth in a massive roar and swung its front paw, tipped with long claws.
But Kang Han simply took one step back and evaded that too.
And then his counterattack began immediately.
Whoosh!
He gripped the spear he'd been holding in his right hand with both hands and slashed down long at the monster's right foreleg—the one that had just attacked him.
"Kyahak!"
The Yungkaders let out a piercing scream, but the wound wasn't that deep.
However, Kang Han's goal was simply to halt the Yungkaders's movements for a brief moment.
Tap-tap!
Diving in closer to the Yungkaders, a brilliant yellow flash sparked from Kang Han's eyes, and another spear tip sprouted from the end of his own.
Made purely of raw lightning, it resembled a bolt striking through cloudy skies.
While the Yungkaders and I were both fixated on the spear, Kang Han leaped high into the air.
Then, without a shred of fear, he landed right on top of the Yungkaders's shell.
"Kyaaao!"
The startled Yungkaders thrashed around, trying to shake off the human on its back, but it was no use.
Kang Han moved with the leisure of someone out for a stroll.
Deliberately heading toward the toughest spot in the center of the shell, he raised the spear—held upside down—and slammed it down.
"Oh, that's a smart move."
As I mentioned before, the Yungkaders's shell was incredibly thick and tough.
Even with Kang Han's S-rank strength, the spear tip had only barely pierced the surface.
But the lightning spear was different.
It had already burrowed so deep that its base was no longer visible.
And then veins bulged on Kang Han's arms.
Bzzzzt!
The moment the electric current coursed through the Yungkaders's soft innards, it oxidized into black ash.
Thud.
Kang Han exhaled deeply as he hopped down to the floor after the monster vanished.
"Hoo."
His eyes, still crackling faintly with residual electricity from the battle's excitement, closed slowly, casting shadows from his long lashes across his chiseled face.
Whew, he's so handsome.
Amazed once again by Kang Han's killer looks, I tapped on the glass with my knuckles.
Just then, he pulled up his shirt to wipe away his sweat and turned toward me.
Complete with rippling abs like an ancient Greek statue.
"I'll head in for a sec."
After confirming his nod, I opened the door to the simulation training ground and stepped inside.
"Isn't it nap time right now?"
Kang Han tilted his head and asked out of the blue.
"What am I, a kindergarten kid? Even I skip naps sometimes."
"As long as nothing's wrong, that's fine."
"It's not nothing. Cheong-su succeeded in mass-producing potions."
Instead of jumping for joy like I expected, Kang Han's handsome brows furrowed ever so slightly.
"You just thought, 'Isn't she pushing too hard?' didn't you?"
"......I was wondering if Cheong-su might be getting anxious because of the guild's situation."
"Hmm. I mean, yeah, there's a bit of that vibe."
These days, there was no work thanks to Sama Young's magic beast.
Guerrilla gate assignments had completely dried up.
"But being able to do something actually helps in times like these."
Kang Han, more familiar than anyone with the helplessness of being powerless in tough situations, nodded in understanding.
"You're in the same boat right now, aren't you, Guild Master? Your training volume's been ramping up lately."
"I'm just taming a new weapon."
"Nah. Your body's looking even better."
Reading the teasing tone in my voice, Kang Han chuckled softly and shook his head.
"I thought you were watching the Yungkaders."
"What good's staring at a turtle? Appreciating our guild master's physique is way more rewarding."
"If Su-ho were training, your eyes would be even busier."
"Eh, no? My tastes lean more toward the guild master."
Jang Su-ho definitely had bigger muscles, but Kang Han's were undeniably more appealing.
His tall frame packed with sleek, feral muscle made him seem less like a human and more like some wild, exotic species.
And that contrast with his ascetic face was icing on the cake.
As I grinned contentedly, Kang Han casually picked up his jacket from the floor and slipped it on.
His usual plain, colorless attire.
But for some reason, my eyes kept drifting to it today.
"......Is there something on my jacket?"
"No, nothing like that. Your jacket, Guild Master. You always bring it into dungeons, right?"
"Yes. And I have a variety of them."
He quickly added the last part, probably worried I'd drag him shopping again.
"Why?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why keep so many kinds? With your personality, you'd think one would suffice."
Kang Han paused to think before answering my question.
"They tear easily in combat, and I pack different ones depending on the dungeon type."
"Thicker for cold ones, thinner for hot?"
"Exactly."
"Then wouldn't it be convenient if one outfit had all the features—insulation, fire resistance, everything?"
"It would."
I could guess what came next without him saying it.
Hunter gear was pricey to begin with, and adding multiple functions made it cost as much as a weapon.
"But if you could wear it all the time, it'd be worth the investment."
I narrowed my eyes at his jacket and said it.
"Guess I need to make one."
"Make what?"
"A Justice Guild uniform."
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I'd been mulling over uniforms for a while now.
Every other guild had them.
But back then, there were more pressing fires to put out, so I'd put it off.
Now that I'd made up my mind, I didn't hesitate and headed straight to Maestro the next day.
I remembered the shop we'd visited before with Kang Han, where we'd also placed a commission.
There was no better place for hunter gear anyway.
But first, I had to stop somewhere else.
The Sugar Workshop, naturally, down in the basement.
Man, this place never changes.
I'd thought it was because of his status ailment.
But the dim lighting seemed to just be Jeong Je-hwa's taste.
"Boss! I'm here!"
I called out loudly as I stepped inside.
With the "Muse" keyword in play, visiting the workshop felt lighter than before.
"It's been a while."
But his greeting instantly weighed me down again.
"Uh...... Boss?"
"Yes."
He responded fine.
Something was off, though.
"Are you busy?"
"No, not really."
Got it.
Jeong Je-hwa wasn't looking at my face.
And his tone felt oddly cold.
'......What the heck?'
I hurriedly checked Jeong Je-hwa's favorability.
♥ 22: Muse
No issues with the favorability.
Yet Jeong Je-hwa was still only showing me half his face.
Had I...... done something wrong?