Chapter 146
Chapter 146
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 146
Chapter Title: Arcade Fever and Nightlife Chaos
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They played arcade games for a full four hours straight.
Even as they left the arcade, they couldn't tear their eyes away from the machines.
"No doubt about it..."
They were burning with competitive spirit—not for battles or Gate clears, but for those arcade games.
"I'm definitely coming back tomorrow."
In the end, Myung-su lost.
As the sun set and evening arrived, the crowds swelled.
Handsome men and stylish women filled the streets.
Cute shops and eye-catching signs dotted the area.
But none of that registered with the Demon Soul Annihilators.
They had only one thing on their minds: revenge on that one arcade game from earlier.
"Final score: 3 wins to 2 losses. We won."
But the competitive fire wasn't limited to Myung-su.
It had spread to every single one of the Demon Soul Annihilators, starting with him.
Vowing to return tomorrow and claim victory, they followed Kim Gu.
Not everyone was consumed by rivalry, though.
No one else paid attention to their surroundings, but Kim Gu did.
"Just as I thought... they're super popular."
The Demon Soul Annihilators' assassins trailed behind Kim Gu.
Their outfits, their polished styles, and above all, their stunning faces that outshone everything else.
Especially the stares directed at the Poison Witch and the Dancer—they made Kim Gu puff up with pride just for being with them.
Kim Gu had no interest in competition.
His only concern was how to give these Demon Soul Annihilators, utterly clueless about everyday life, a fresh experience.
"Let's head this way."
Kim Gu pointed to a restaurant.
As he turned, he spotted quite a few men and women sidling up to the Demon Soul Annihilators.
"Is the next spot this place?"
Myung-su scowled at the throngs of people and the annoying civilians closing in.
He wasn't alone.
The Poison Witch and the Dancer frowned too.
"Whether this is it or not, let's just go in. Too many people out here."
"I agree. Feels like they're all staring at me like I'm naked or something."
The Poison Witch was still self-conscious about her clothes.
She desperately wanted to vanish with her Concealed Assassination Technique, and the faint demonic energy leaking from her betrayed her feelings.
"Then let's go in."
Kim Gu took the lead, figuring they'd sour on everyday life before they could even enjoy it if they stayed out here longer.
Following him, the Demon Soul Annihilators entered what looked like a big eatery.
It was a room-style restaurant, so they went in.
It wasn't their original destination, but with the crowds and all the flirting, they chose it to avoid bad memories.
Bad choice.
"Why do they keep trying to barge into our room? It's cramped enough already."
He'd thought it would be private. Wrong.
Ding. Ding. Ding.
"Can't you turn this off? It's so damn noisy."
The tablet PC on the table for ordering blared incessantly.
Kim Gu had poked at it curiously at first, but now he regretted coming here.
Because the tablets on every table weren't just for menus.
The moment Kim Gu saw the piled-up messages, his face hardened.
Yes. This wasn't a private room restaurant.
This was...
A hunting pub, the kind for picking up dates.
A place they absolutely shouldn't enter with Cheon-il around.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The tablet kept chiming with new messages.
Creak.
"Excuse me..."
"No. Please leave."
"Yes..."
The door kept opening to strangers popping in.
He even tried turning off the tablet, but it wouldn't shut up.
Finally snapping, Myung-su turned to Kim Gu.
"This the place you meant?"
Kim Gu's expression darkened.
"No..."
Reading the regret in his voice, Myung-su pressed on.
"You just ducked in here because of the people?"
"Yes, exactly. It was too far to the original spot... I worried it'd get more crowded, so I picked the first place I saw. It was on the second floor, and I saw pasta and lemonade on the menu, so..."
Myung-su stood up.
"Don't order anything."
"Got it, but how do we get out?"
Kim Gu clutched the tablet, at a loss.
Myung-su placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Don't apologize. This wasn't what you expected."
Kim Gu bowed his head.
He felt guilty.
He'd brought them out for good memories and experiences, not anticipating the mobs of people.
Myung-su knew why.
His eyes drifted across the table to the two women sitting with Cheon-il.
The Poison Witch and the Dancer.
'It's gotta be them.'
Honestly, everyone knew.
The root of all this was the Poison Witch and the Dancer.
Even in casual clothes, they looked stunning to Myung-su's eyes.
And they'd seen it all from each other—yet they still shone. What must strangers think?
"What do we do?"
The Dancer's worried face was tinged with guilt.
The Poison Witch felt the same.
They both knew.
They were the culprits.
"Maybe we should just head home..."
The Poison Witch finally voiced what she'd been holding back.
But Myung-su shook his head.
"We're here to hang out and experience life together today. Didn't the Sovereign say this is training too? No one gets left behind today."
"Ilgwi Hon..."
Myung-su's solemn voice echoed through the room.
It was a room, but open-ceilinged, so his commanding tone carried to every booth.
A few snickers floated over, but Myung-su remained unfazed as he issued the order.
"Use Concealed Assassination Technique."
The Demon Soul Annihilators' eyes widened.
But only for a moment.
"Great idea!"
The Dancer shouted in full agreement.
Kim Gu, who'd been wracked with guilt, shot to his feet.
And yelled.
"Yes! I'll lead the way!"
With Concealed Assassination Technique, they could ignore all eyes and slip to wherever they wanted.
No more situations like this!
The perfect way to shake off his guilt—Kim Gu clenched his fist.
"Let's do it."
"Yes! Ilgwi Hon!"
Kim Gu activated Concealed Assassination Technique first.
Then, one by one, the rest of the Demon Soul Annihilators followed suit and vanished from the pub.
"Whoa, no way?"
At Geum Bok Soju, the room-style hunting pub in Gangnam, even the part-timers and staff couldn't hide their shock.
Something unbelievable had happened.
Their monitors showed every tablet—from the popular ones flooded with messages to the ignored ones.
And one tablet dominated with an overwhelming number of messages.
"We have to snag those people."
The boss grinned at the packed tables.
Business had boomed with a waitlist right after they arrived.
How could he not be thrilled?
"Can't risk them leaving. Load 'em up on freebies and take their order myself!"
"Yes, sir~"
One part-timer dashed off at the boss's command.
"Nah, I'll go myself."
The boss dodged incoming customers and headed to the hot tablet's room.
He quietly opened the door.
"Customers~ Free service..."
The moment he looked inside, words failed him.
Ding. Ding. Ding.
The tablet blared on the table.
Around it, seats that should be packed with hotties.
All gone.
"Huh...? Wait... I was watching that room since earlier. When did they..."
The boss was baffled.
How?
Six people, no less.
He'd scanned them and planned the night's sales around them.
"But when did they..."
Now the plan was shot.
Along with six glasses of water on the table.
"Orders~"
A customer's voice came from the back of Koaji, the famous sushi spot near Gangnam Station.
But that voice stunned every staff member.
"What? Customers back there?"
At Koaji, staff waited at the entrance to seat and assist from start to finish.
High prices meant top service.
Normally, no such voice would echo from the back.
Each table had a dedicated server handling everything.
Yet a voice rang from the spacious rear area—no one had entered or left.
"Check it out."
The flustered manager sent a server.
Who returned shocked.
"Manager... you need to see this yourself..."
Sensing trouble, the manager rushed over.
And was equally stunned.
"Sorry, customers. We usually guide you from start to finish... our mistake."
Not one, but six people.
Sitting without help, waiting to order.
Unheard of in his career—the manager panicked briefly.
But snapped to pro mode, straightening his suit with a kindly voice.
"I'll personally handle this table."
He pulled his business card and slotted it where the server's would go.
"Manager Kim Myung-hwan. How can I assist with your orders?"
The Demon Soul Annihilators exchanged glances and subtle smiles.
Money really was great.
The table overflowed with exotic seafood they'd never tried before.
Unimaginable in the past.
Now, as Unwoo Guild members, the Demon Soul Annihilators had wealth that earned them "rich" labels.
It made sense.
Lives of training and battle left no room to spend, so it piled up.
Ordering only the priciest items filled the table.
"Bro, lemme try some of that."
Were the appetizers that good?
Sake and wine flowed naturally, and seeing the elders sip sparked Cheon-il's curiosity.
But Cheon-il was just a kid.
Legal drinking age was adulthood, so Myung-su shook his head.
"This work?"
Barum didn't know better.
His shell was human, but he was born a demonkin.
In the demon world, kids could learn booze if they wanted.
Barum grabbed a wine glass—the mildest option—and offered it to Cheon-il.
Mistake.
"Huh?"
Myung-su reached to snatch it.
But Cheon-il was a Demon Soul Annihilator too.
Quick as a flash, before objections, he slammed the wine.
"Hey!"
The Poison Witch barked.
Too late.
"Hehe~ Ahh~"
Cheon-il grimaced, then beamed, holding up the empty glass.
It mimicked the others post-drink so perfectly, laughter erupted.
"Hahahahaha!"
"Pfft."
Even the Poison Witch, who'd meant to scold, cracked up.
"Ugh... bitter..."
Cheon-il shuddered.
Face flushing—kids were kids, after all.
"Bro? Why's everything spinning? Hehe."
The buzz hit that fast?
The amused annihilators grew concerned.
"We gotta head home."
"This kid drinks and—sigh."
Myung-su and Kim Gu tsked at Cheon-il.
They'd just started enjoying the booze.
"Hehe~"
But drunk Cheon-il threatened to kill the vibe.
What could they do?
He was one of them.
Continuing daily life adventures with a wasted Cheon-il was impossible.
"Home it is. No choice."
Myung-su shrugged off regret and rose.
"Wait."
Then someone pressed down on his shoulder and stood.
Cheon-il's guardian, the Five Demon Soul Barum.
Barum smiled calmly at the group and hoisted Cheon-il over his shoulder.
"This isn't to my taste anyway. I'll take Cheon-il—you all enjoy more."
He bowed to Myung-su.
"Ahem..."
Normally, Myung-su would've insisted on going together.
But he didn't want to end this rare group outing early.
Barum, Cheon-il, and Sixth Demon Soul Sung-min's absence nagged, but oh well.
"Alright, go wait at home. We'll bring treats."
"Yes."
Barum and Cheon-il vanished.
"Guess the booze got me too—sending those two off like that."
Despite his words, Myung-su gave a bittersweet smile at their empty seats.
His comrades knew his heart.
As the mood soured...
'No way! Sorry to Cheon-il and Barum, but this is our chance!'
"Ilgwi Hon!"
Kim Gu's shout drew all eyes.
He whipped out his phone, showing a spot he'd been searching.
"Regrettable, but when will we get another chance like this? Those two want us to have fun."
He set the phone down for all to see.
"Didn't the Sovereign command us to live like normals? To do that, we gotta hit this place."
"Club?"
Kim Gu's eyes sparkled at Myung-su's question.
"Yes!"
His loudest shout yet made Myung-su and the Dancer chuckle at each other.
"How old are you?"
"M-Me? Mid-20s..."
"Still young. Fine, we'll do what you want today. But no dreaming of this tomorrow."
"Yes!"
Myung-su approved.
Truth was, Myung-su and the Dancer were curious too.
As Night Killer Society assassins exposed to worldly info, they wondered why clubs obsessed so many.
Young blood Kim Gu had ignited that spark.
But.
"Where's that?"
The one in club attire, clueless about clubs, blinked innocently.
While shotgunning a bottle of wine.
The Dancer grabbed the Poison Witch's side and yanked her close.
"Sis!"
The startled Poison Witch's eyes widened.
The Dancer whispered.
"I don't know exactly... but everyone says it's where you become a real adult."
"A-Adult!?"
Curiosity lit the Poison Witch's wide eyes.
The Dancer grinned and summoned demonic energy.
She reached into a shadow.
"Good thing I prepped this~"
She pulled out a small bag.
"What's this?"
The bag burst with intriguing scents.
Inside: stuff the Poison Witch had never seen.
The Dancer unpacked them one by one, tilting the Poison Witch's chin toward her.
"Makeup. You're perfect, but you could be even more perfect. Gotta become an adult, right?"
She was already gorgeous.
Makeup on top?
Gulp.
Kim Gu swallowed dryly without realizing.