16. Recruitment of the party (2)
Yoon Seung-Jae, who had beside next to Ye-Hyeon, was not next to him, so everyone gathered around Ye-Hyeon.
To be honest, it was annoying, but Ye-Hyeon did not express himself and exchanged conversations.
“What? 24 years old? You look so young. I thought you were about the same age as the chick.” [other hunter]
“Oh, it’s not that bad.” [Ye-Hyeon]
Ye-Hyeon waved his hand and glanced at Yoon Seung-Jae.
Yoon Seung-Jae seems to be paying attention to this side, but there was little sign of approaching.
The strange confrontation continued until Ye-Hyeon lay down on a sleeping bag.
Ye-Hyeon tried to leave it like this until tomorrow morning, but when the big guy who was standing next to him fell off, his side felt empty for no reason.
“Yoon Seung-Jae,” Ye-Hyeon called Yoon Seung-Jae, who was sitting with his back turned far away.
Yoon Seung-Jae flinched and kept his head turned.
Ye-Hyeon swallowed a sigh.
If the intimacy had decreased, Ye-Hyeon would have made a mistake and passed it, but it was a problem because it wasn’t.
It seemed like the word sulking was written on top of his head.
It was difficult for Ye-Hyeon, who did not know how to soothe him.
“Come here. It’s warm here.”
Ye-Hyeon tapped the empty seat next to him with his palm.
However, Yoon Seung-Jae ignored Ye-Hyeon’s words and spread his sleeping bag in a faraway corner.
Even if Ye-Hyeon forgot that he is young. Sometimes, when this happens, he realizes how old Yoon Seung-Jae is.
“If you don’t come then I’ll go!” [Ye-Hyeon]
Ye-Hyeon lay down next to Yoon Seung-Jae with a thin sleeping bag.
“What? Why are you coming here?” [Yoon Seung-Jae]
“That’s up to me.” [Ye-Hyeon]
“Go inside.” [Yoon Seung-Jae]
Ye-Hyeon shamelessly buried his face in his sleeping bag.
When Yoon Seung-Jae became quiet, Ye-Hyeon was going to try to talk more.
Ye-Hyeon thought Yoon Seung-Jae was running away because he felt a movement next to him, so he looked up, and suddenly the sleeping bag began to move.
“Hey, hey!” [Ye-Hyeon]
Yoon Seung-Jae dragged Ye-Hyeon with his sleeping bag and brought him to the fire.
As if it was funny to carry it like luggage, a light laugh broke out everywhere.
Ye-Hyeon’s neck was burning with embarrassment.
When Ye-Hyeon was about to get up, Yoon Seung-Jae pressed his forehead.
Ye-Hyeon laid his head on the floor gently.
It hurt to the point of tears.
Ye-Hyeon glared at Yoon Seung-Jae with an unfair look, but Yoon Seung-Jae pouted his lips without showing any signs of apology.
“All right, lie down.” [Yoon Seung-Jae]
Yoon Seung-Jae spoke bluntly and hit his hand.
Yoon Seung-Jae brought his sleeping bag while Ye-Hyeon was rubbing his head after tingling.
Ye-Hyeon turned to Yoon Seung-Jae.
Yoon Seung-Jae’s hair was dyed red along the flame of a simple bonfire.
“I said it because I was worried about you.” [Ye-Hyeon]
It was a relief that the surroundings were dark.
“Of course, I want to go around with you. I hope you’re not offended” [Ye-Hyeon]
Ye-Hyeon continued to whisper and stretched out his arms toward Yoon Seung-Jae.
Yoon Seung-Jae still looked sulky but did not avoid it.
Ye-Hyeon slowly stroked his beautifully curled hair.
“I’m sorry,” Ye-Hyeon hesitated and apologized.
It was subtle, but he felt Yoon Seung-Jae’s atmosphere softening.
‘Attack Target 4: Yoon Seung-Jae’s affection increased by 1 point.
You’ve earned five points of affection.
“……I’m forgiving you just this time.” [Yoon Seung-Jae]
Yoon Seung-Jae mumbled curtly.
The husky voice had sunk low.
After being quiet for a while, the level of affection increased.
Ye-Hyeon smiled vaguely and tried to take his hand back, but Yoon Seung-Jae grabbed his wrist.
“Please pat me more.” [Yoon Seung-Jae]
“Oh? Okay.” [Ye-Hyeon]
Yoon Seung-Jae demanded so proudly that Ye-Hyeon suddenly agreed.
Ye-Hyeon patted the top of Seung-Jae’s head gently.
Yoon Seung-Jae closed his eyes gently, letting out a groan-drowsy expression.
[In the morning]
Ye-Hyeon nodded off and ate breakfast without even opening his eyes properly.
Ye-Hyeon definitely slept well, but Ye-Hyeon fell asleep strangely.
“You’re going to spill everything” [Yoon Seung-Jae]
Yoon Seung-Jae took the bowl away as if it seemed precarious.
Ye-Hyeon gave up his meal and lay down on the floor.
“Did you eat properly?” [Yoon Seung-Jae]
Yoon Seung-Jae still looked at the heavy bowl and clicked his tongue.
Ye-Hyeon twisted and turned his body around because the hard floor was uncomfortable.
Ye-Hyeon wanted to cut something, but there was nothing to see.
Ye-Hyeon looked at Yoon Seung-Jae’s strong thighs for a while and quickly gave up.
Even though it was uncomfortable, it was thick and hard. It was clear that Ye-Hyeon’s neck would turn if Ye-Hyeon lay down on it because Seung-Jae was wearing armor.
“Hey, did you two make up? As expected, the couple’s fight is about cutting water with a knife.” Min Se-Ah
Min Se-Ah stabbed Ye-Hyeon in the shoulder joked.
Min Se-Ah was a year older than Ye-Hyeon, and unlike other current sites, she was impatient because he could not make fun of her.
Ye-Hyeon shook his head.
Before and now, 90% of what Min Se-Ah said was a joke.
However, it should never be taken lightly.
‘She was famous among A-class hunters’ [Ye-Hyeon’s thoughts]
Ye-hyeon looked at the knuckles that Min Se-Ah was wearing.
The black knuckles were meticulously maintained, so they were clean without a single stain.
Min Se-Ah usually lives with a smirk, but when the battle begins, she changes.
She never backed down with a burning spirit of victory, so there were times when she was covered in monster blood.
Min Se-Ah was more famous for the title ‘Infighter more like Berseker’ rather than her name.
“What do you mean, a husband and wife fight? He’s still a kid. ”
Unavoidably, Ye-Hyeon sat up slowly and denied it.
Min Se-Ah smiled with her lips with her eyes shining.
Her mouth seemed to be itchy because she wanted to tease Ye-Hyeon.
“Seunng-Jae,You’re having a hard time taking care of the little groom.” Min Se-Ah chuckled and slapped Ye-Hyeon on the back.
Even with a light touch, Ye-Hyeon was greatly shaken.
‘It’s a relief that Min Se-Ah is not the target.’ Ye-Hyeom thought.
Just because the initial grade was D-class, not everyone was promoted continuously.
There were often cases where they could not get out of class D until retirement.
Min Se-Ah was one of the most talented colleagues.
Just in case, Ye-Hyeon touched Min Se-Ah’s elbow slightly while treating the wound.
Ye-Hyeon was inwardly relieved when nothing changed.
She’s hard to deal with, so Ye-Hyeon’s uncomfortable!
‘Baek Hae-Won, too, was uncomfortable, although Ye-Hyeon didn’t hate people who always smiled.’ Ye-Hyeon thought.
Ye-Hyeon shook off the dirt on his clothes.
Min Se-Ah woke him up.
Ye-Hyeon was going to clean up, but Yoon Seung-Jae caught Ye-Hyeon’s arm.
“I’m not a kid….Why did you say was a kid?” [ Yoon Seung-Jae]
He seemed to unconsciously say what he had only thought inside.
Ye-Hyeon scratched his head awkwardly.
Originally, a little boy didn’t like to be called a kid.
“Yes, I see.” [Yoon Seung-Jae]
“You’re not a kid.” [Ye-Hyeon]
Yoon Seung-Jae still looked unhappy, but when Ye-Hyeon agreed, he nodded his head.
‘What’s the difference if I say no? This is why he’s still a child.’ Ye-Hyeon thought.
“And isn’t it me who takes care of you, right?” [Ye-Hyeon]
“I’ll take care of you, check your condition, and give you a piggyback if you’re having a hard time…” [Yoon Seung-Jae]
“Hey, Yoon Seung-Jae. I was on your back just once.” [Ye-Hyeon]
Ye-Hyeon hurriedly stopped talking because he thought he would be constantly rambling if he was left alone.
“Anyway,” Yoon Seung-Jae shrugged.
It was so annoying that Ye-Hyeon wanted to give him a punch.
Ye-Hyeon endured the urge and pressed Yoon Seung-Jae’s head hard.
“Yes, thank you very much, thank you. Huh? Why do you keep touching my hair?” [Yoon Seung-Jae]
“It’s annoying to clean up, don’t roll around.” [Ye-Hyeon]
Yoon Seung-Jae rolled around, but Ye-Hyeon just let it slide.
Now, it was unreasonable to reach out while they are exploring.
Ye-Hyeon, who had nothing to regret, immediately hit his hand.
Yoon Seung-Jae slightly pursed his lips and murmured something he could not hear and then tilted his upper body toward Ye-Hyeon.
“What you said yesterday about a fixed party. Who else? Do you have anyone in mind? Well… I’ll try to find them from now on.” [Seung-Jae]
“There is Shin Do-Gyeom, but I couldn’t guarantee that he would join the party.” [Ye-Hyeon]
“Am I the first?” [Seung-Jae]
“Of course.” [Ye-Hyeon]
Yoon Seung-Jae twitched his cheeks as Ye-Hyeon nodded hard.
Then, he narrowed his brows with a serious face.
“Hyung, are you thinking of packing only with your colleagues?” [Seung-Jae]
“Like Lee Sun-Woo?” An unexpected name flowed out of Yoon Seung-Jae’s mouth.
Lee Sun-Woo, who miraculously awakened Ability ahead of the world’s collapse, gathered his colleagues to prevent the gate explosion and eventually established a new paradigm called Hunter.
Lee Sun-Woo’s life was like a life story of a main character in a growing cartoon.
It was the dream of the hunters to grow together with his awakened colleagues at the same time on the subway he stepped on.
Of course, it was a dream of new Hunters who didn’t know the world.
There was a reason why the associations banned parties consisting of only new hunters.
Of course, Ye-Hyeon intended to recruit veteran hunters other than Yoon Seung-Jae and Shin Do-Gyeom.
However, Ye-Hyeon was also fascinated by Yoon Seung-Jae’s story because he was a hunter.
“…I think it’s possible” [Ye-Hyeon]
Only new hunters could have been recruited.
Considering that Yoon Seung-Jae quickly adapted to the battle, it would not be too difficult to coordinate hands and feet.
It would be no problem to register for a party, and it was originally a treaty for senior hunters to monopolize a Healer, that Healer could freely organize a fixed party without any restrictions.
A normal thinker would want a stronger hunter.
Ye-Hyeon doesn’t know if Yoon Seung-Jae even knew that and said it, but if he used the blind spot. He could have a party with only new hunters.
“That’s right,” Ye-Hyeon shamelessly affirmed as if it were the original plan.
Ye-Hyeon thought it would be a pretty good reason to entice a regular party.
Yoon Seung-Jae seemed excited.
“Since you and I are here, we should find a damage dealer, right? Can I bring someone I know? It’s a D-class swordsman, but he’s really strong.” [Yoon Seung-Jae]
Fixed parties could register from a minimum of 4 to a maximum of 10.
With Shin Do-Gyeom, one or two more close dealers were needed.
Ye-Hyeon nodded without much concern.
This is for tomorrow’s update because I’m not sure if I could update it on time.