Chapter 161
Chapter 161
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 161
Chapter Title: You Quiz Phenomenon
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Ting-a-ling.
The rental time for the cafe that You Quiz had booked got extended.
The number of cameras increased, and so did the number of people.
Even the head of the broadcasting station's variety department where You Quiz aired had taken a seat in the cafe.
'Lee Yong-un.'
It was the result of one man.
Just who the hell was he?
The curiosity about Yong-un, hailed as Korea's hero, had drawn attention from countless people.
You Quiz, which had grown chatty for a moment, quickly regained its usual energy and resumed filming.
"We're truly amazed. As many of you know, could you please greet us once more?"
Following host Yoo Jae-seok's lead, Yong-un spoke toward the camera.
"Hello, I'm Lee Yong-un."
It was a short but impactful greeting.
No other embellishments were needed.
Lee Yong-un.
Those three words alone guaranteed this episode of You Quiz would shatter viewership records.
Oh Se-ho, unable to hide his excitement, tossed out a question.
"You've accomplished so much that I doubt there's anyone who doesn't know you. Sorry, but... your age?"
Yoo Jae-seok recoiled at Oh Se-ho's question.
"Honey, that's rude. Shows these days don't go there."
"Huh? I just asked his age."
"Sorry for the sudden guest addition messing up the cue cards. Honey, hurry up and apologize."
A mischievous grin played on Yoo Jae-seok's lips.
Oh Se-ho, flustered, bowed awkwardly.
"I'm sorry."
"So, Hunter Yong-un, how old are you?"
"Uh?"
Oh Se-ho's bewildered face went straight to camera, drawing laughter from the production crew.
Even Yoo Jae-seok couldn't hold back his chuckles.
"Heh, I'm not that young. Mid-20s."
Yong-un let out a laugh too.
Yoo Jae-seok, ever the pro, wiped the smile from his face and let out an admiring exclamation.
"Wow, climbing into the world rankings in your mid-20s?"
"I heard Sword Tiger Hunter calls you his master..."
"Honey, that's rude."
"Huh?"
"Hahahahaha."
Every question from Oh Se-ho got cut off by Yoo Jae-seok.
And Oh Se-ho's flustered reactions became the laughter trigger for everyone.
Amid the laughter and chatter...
"I heard you cleared the San Marino Demonus recently."
Another guest, who had been quietly holding his seat—Jun-su from Iron Army Guild—finally asked the question he'd been holding back.
Yong-un nodded, his smile fading.
"We cleared it."
"There were massive casualties, yet how did the Korean hunters all survive without a single death? As a junior hunter, I'd love to hear that heroic tale."
Deep respect shone on Jun-su's face.
It was a question many were dying to know, so even Yoo Jae-seok held back and waited for the answer.
"Sis is curious too, huh?"
Sena was no exception.
"Of course. You never talk about it. Gotta hear it here. What can you do?"
Sena shrugged.
Yong-un chuckled softly and opened his mouth.
"Heroic tale? The Korean team was just that good."
A short, powerful response devoid of any pretense or exaggeration.
"Whoa..."
It filled viewers with that classic surge of national pride.
A small, hunter-weak nation known to few worldwide—that was Korea.
But with every step Yong-un took, the name "Korea" etched itself deeper into the global consciousness.
And each time, pride as a Korean hunter swelled in their hearts.
"So humble."
Everyone nodded at Yoo Jae-seok's words.
"Incredible at such a young age."
That too, they all agreed.
Humility at a young age wasn't easy.
Life was short.
If you had superior abilities, the human urge was to flaunt them.
But Yong-un was different.
"Jun-su."
"Yes."
"You said earlier Hunter Yong-un helped you out big time. What do you think now that you've met him?"
"He's amazing. Even more so in person."
Jun-su's eyes sparkled with awe.
You Quiz featured ordinary yet extraordinary people.
Jun-su was a rising superstar in Korea's hunter scene.
Yet before Yong-un, he looked like an elementary kid meeting his idol.
"As a Korean myself, seeing Hunter Yong-un fills me with pride—not just once or twice. What about you, honey?"
Yoo Jae-seok smoothly passed the question to Oh Se-ho.
"Yes, Hunter Yong-un, what made you decide to become a hunter?"
Was it nerves?
His answer veered completely off from Yoo Jae-seok's question, sparking another round of laughter from the crew.
"Honey, why are you so shaky?"
"It's such an amazing person. How can I not be?"
"Hahahaha."
The You Quiz set bloomed with laughter, proceeding with its usual high energy even with Yong-un's appearance.
= = =
Yong-un's presence stretched the shoot far longer than usual.
More questions poured his way than even Sena or Jun-su got.
Only after a full 12 hours did filming wrap.
"Great work, everyone."
"Phew..."
Yong-un let out a deep sigh.
He knew broadcasting wasn't easy, but this drain on stamina and mental energy was something else.
Intense training felt more worthwhile, honestly.
"Director?"
The shoot had ended successfully.
As the crew and cast tidied up, an Iron Army Guild member who'd been waiting approached the variety department head.
"Uh, PD Park, come here."
"Yes!"
"This is the new PD for You Quiz..."
Thud.
They slipped into a side room for a quiet talk.
With the new PD Park in tow.
"What's that about?"
Sena eyed the spot curiously, sensing Yong-un's lingering gaze.
'Probably nothing.'
It had been ages since he felt this itch to escape a place.
He shook it off and turned to Sena.
"We're done?"
"Thanks to you, it'll help a ton. Though I'll be swamped now."
Sena sighed deeply, slumping in relief—but her face lit up bright.
"But seriously, what brought this on?"
"You ask fast."
"Sorry, hehe~"
Sena stuck out her tongue with a sheepish look.
"Just suddenly thought of family and came by."
"Good call. Scored an unexpected win."
"Isn't saying it myself fine?"
"You saying it versus the guy himself showing up and saying it? Think about it."
Who else could talk to Yong-un like that?
One of the few—Sena—slapped his back playfully.
The familiar sensation revitalized his weary self.
"Heh."
"Eaten?"
"Even if I have, time for more."
"My treat. Let's go."
"Obviously. Time you started paying back all that money I spent."
Sena flinched at his words, forcing a grin.
"Ha, hahaha, not yet, kiddo. Let's go. Great work, everyone!"
Sena yelled to the crew, then looped her arm around Yong-un's neck.
Dragging him forcefully out of the cafe.
"Um, excuse me..."
Ting-a-ling.
Sena's sharp move stole opportunities from many.
Fans hoping for autographs and photos saw their chances vanish.
A quick save for the exhausted Yong-un.
"So close..."
"Next time."
"Does this mean Hunter Yong-un will visit the station often? Score!"
The crew nursed regrets but buzzed with fantasies, prepping a joyful exit.
= = =
She must be making bank.
The spot Sena led him to for "her treat" was a private-room omakase joint.
High-end, 200,000 won per person.
"Hunter Yong-un, right?"
The manager appeared right after they entered the room.
"Yes."
"Huge fan."
At his gesture, a cart rolled in.
Topped with premium sake and an ice bucket, placed on the table.
"On the house. This sake's better chilled than warm—give it a try."
Sena shot Yong-un an impressed look at the VIP treatment.
"And if possible... could we get an autograph or photo before you go?"
The sake was bait, as expected.
An easy request; he'd oblige even if it was a bribe.
"Sure."
"Thank you! Enjoy your meal."
The manager bowed 90 degrees and shut the door.
Outside, his voice urged staff to serve diligently.
"Guess I haven't been out enough."
Yong-un fiddled with the sake.
Sena smoothly uncorked it, pouring into chilled glasses.
"First time dealing with this fame?"
"Yeah."
Yong-un downed his glass.
A subtle aroma and thick throat-hit lifted his mood.
"First booze too?"
In the martial world, he'd drunk often to forget pain.
As Demon Commander, he'd sampled fine liquors.
But this world's tasted better—scent, flavor, all superior.
"Don't just grind gates daily. Get out more like this."
"Fair point."
"Let your big sis bask in her famous brother's glow."
Sena knocked back her sake too.
"Ahh~"
Clean stuff.
But Sena wasn't much of a drinker—face scrunched, staring at her glass.
She quickly switched to a satisfied smile.
"Not bad."
"Better idea?"
"What."
"Didn't you drive?"
Sena smirked.
"Who cares with you here."
"Can I be the reason you drink and drive? No license, remember? And I've been drinking too."
"Pfft, one word from you and subordinates flock."
"They're not toys."
"Fine, then call a driver if it's risky."
Sena pouted.
Couldn't ruin the vibe on a good day.
This outing was to see neglected family, using busyness as excuse—Ghost Soul Annihilation or not.
Sena sighed, reaching for the bottle.
Yong-un snatched it, refilling her glass.
"I'll call a subordinate."
"Knew it."
Sena winked.
"Heh."
Family warmth washed over him.
What others might dismiss—this coziness was irreplaceable to Yong-un.
A smile crept up unbidden.
"Cheers!"
Glasses clinked crisply.
Yong-un grinned, downing his sake following her lead.
"Finally cashing in on bro privileges."
"You mean You Quiz?"
"Duh. You wouldn't know, but it's huge. Me saying you're my brother on there? Our mall's about to soar."
Yong-un shrugged.
"No clue. I didn't do much."
"Open your eyes to the world. Just that reveal helps massively."
"I'm your brother—that's fact. Still don't see the boost."
"You'll see. The ripple effects will shock you. Sigh, editing's the wildcard."
She exhaled booze fumes with a nuanced expression.
"Editing?"
"Yeah, filming's just step one. Editing's key. Everything on TV or video's post-edit."
"They'll do fine."
"Sure, but our screen time matters."
"Does it?"
"Huge. Normally no worry, but that new PD's got a rep. Sigh."
Sena refilled as the door opened—courses began.
'The guy the director called—that PD?'
Yong-un had zero grasp of what she meant.
Why fuss over editing? Filming done = done, right?
"Whatever, it'll be fine."
The shoot ended smoothly.
Nothing seemed off.
One minor hang-up, but...
"No issues. Don't sweat it."
"Sweet! Wings on, let's fly! If this lands us a Myeongdong department store launch, I'll treat bigger!"
Sena raised her glass casually.
Buzzed and merry, her voice pitched up.
Yong-un smiled amusedly at her.
"Deal. Then, whole family."
"Yes!"
Clink.
Glasses met; Yong-un vowed to protect this moment with his life, draining every drop.
"Cheers!"
His night flowed peacefully as always.
Warmed by family affection from Sena.
And the next day...
As ever, unease proved spot-on.