A room with only two people left.
Sumire was glancing at Shinyuseong with an expectant face.
‘Yoo, Yoosung… … ‘In my room!’
A face that is so happy that it can’t hold back.
Sumire was the type of person whose mood was completely revealed in her facial expressions. However, unlike Sumire, who had a flower garden unfolding in her head, Shin Yusung was full of thoughts about strategy.
“Now then, shall we have a meeting about conquering the dungeon?”
“Ah yes!”
Sumire suddenly came to her senses and sat down in front of Shin Yusung. But every time Shin Yu-sung made eye contact, a pleasant laugh flowed out.
“Ah, hehe… … .”
“Sumire. The Castle of Dreams is a dungeon with many familiars, led by the boss mob, the Succubus. Of course, there are undead monsters among them.”
Sumire had the [Call of the Dead] skill that allowed her to control undead race monsters by consuming a certain amount of mana. Sumire’s abilities are invincible, at least as far as undead monsters are concerned.
Of course, even Sumire’s abilities could not control the powerful boss-level monsters among the undead. The opponent was nothing more than a familiar.
“So, the most important thing in conquering this dungeon is the placement of your team members.”
Sumire nodded at Shin Yusung’s explanation.
“I-I! “So you have to go to a place with a lot of undead monsters?”
“huh. But the Castle of Dreams is a huge dungeon. “It is impossible to mark all the numbers of familiars and count them on the pocket map.”
Let Shin Yu-seong touch the pocket. The interior of the castle of dreams was revealed as a hologram. This is a holographic map created by the existing advance raid team. Shin Yu-seong placed his hand on the entrance.
“So you have to choose your starting point carefully. “Sumire, I would like you to start from the left aisle.”
Sumire’s eyes immediately widened at Shin Yusung’s explanation.
“Oh, me! all right! The passage on the left includes the basement… … “It’s the only passage that connects all places!”
Sumire is an incredible honor student when it comes to writing skills. Her understanding was the best among Shin Yoosung’s party members.
“that’s right. “Make a skull with the hair I lend you, and use the artifacts and abilities to increase the number of undead.”
Shin Yu-seong pointed his index finger at the central passage displayed on the hologram.
“And we’ll meet here.”
Sumire, who was quietly listening to the strategy, glanced at Shinyuseong’s hair.
“Hey, Yoosung. Well, that… … .”
“huh? Is there a problem?”
Shin Yu-seong tilts his head. Sumire waved his hand.
“Oh, no! As for the problem… … . Well, just… … In my last strategy, I used all my hair… … .”
Sumire used the last remaining hair she received from the ship to attack the fox dragon. However, he never picked up Shin Yu-seong’s hair without his permission.
Because I was afraid that I would be hated for being in a bad mood like I was in middle school.
Sumire musters up the courage to speak up. Shin Yu-seong smiled slightly.
“Tell me about that anytime. Did you say that the longer the hair, the better the effect?”
After saying that, Shin Yu-seong untied the ribbon. Long, loose hair that was different from usual. Sumire nodded her head with a blank look on her face, as if she were fascinated.
“yes… … . Yes, that’s right. Well, then, is it okay if I brush your hair for you?”
Even Shin Yusung’s hair was precious to Sumire. So I never wanted to force it.
“huh. doesn’t care.”
Let Shin Yu-seong give permission. Sumire came with a comb from the drawer.
“Yoo, Yoosung! Well, you’re in a bad mood. Oh, if you’re sick… … “Please tell me?”
Sumire knelt behind Shinyuseong and sat reverently. Sumire slowly combs from top to bottom.
‘I took Yoosung’s hair…’ … .’
A few brushings were enough for her hair, but Sumire didn’t stop.
Shin Yoo-seong, whom he admires, brings him to his house and combs his hair himself. Sumire couldn’t stop.
‘This scent. Same shampoo as me… … .’
Shin Yu-seong uses the shared shampoo provided to Seven Number’s dormitory. It was a given that they both used the same shampoo, but Sumire’s lips curled into a grin.
‘If time stopped… … .’
It wasn’t just combing.
Sumire wanted to continue to stay at Shin Yusung’s house. But that’s only possible if you’re a real ‘family’, not a party member or colleague.
“Sumire. “Is this enough?”
Let Shin Yu-seong tie the ribbon again. Sumire muttered with a regretful expression.
“ah… … yes Well, I think this is enough. thank you Mr. Yoosung.”
But then Sumire’s gaze turned to Shin Yusung’s hand. Shin Yoo-seong’s fingernails are not long, but can be seen at a glance.
Sumire pursed her lips and thought for a while before gathering courage.
“Well, that…” … . Yoo, Yoosung?”
“huh?”
“I-I! So, can I cut your fingernails too!?”
A moment of silence.
Cold sweat broke out on Sumire’s silent face.
“Fingernail?”
Let Shin Yu-seong wonder. Sumire looked embarrassed and started muttering excuses.
“Oh that! This may sound strange, but the fingernails… … It’s more effective at summoning skeletons than hair… … . With 10 nails, you can summon 10 times… … . It also lasts a long time… … .”
“Ah, I’m sure I heard it from you, Sumire. good. “It’s for strategy purposes.”
Fortunately, Shin Yu-seong’s reaction was favorable. Sumire sighs in relief with an expectant face.
Shin Yu-seong held out his hand.
“Then I’ll cut it and give it to you.”
This is about cutting it yourself.
“yes!? ah… … .”
A desperate situation.
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Sumire couldn’t hide her disappointment. But even for a moment, Sumire regained her courage.
“Well, still… … For the skeleton’s abilities, it is important that its length is consistent… … . Because… … . This is something I am used to cutting. that… … Wouldn’t be good… … “Should I?”
Shin Yu-seong nodded with a serious face.
“… … surely. Because it’s a skill you use. “I guess that’s right?”
Let Shin Yu-seong hold out his hand. Sumire’s heart beats fast. The moment Sumire was about to take Shin Yusung’s hand, someone opened the door.
Suddenly.
flinch!
Sumire suddenly receives a visit. She hid her nail clippers behind her as if she had caught something wrong.
“uh? S-Suguha?”
The identity of the person who opened the door was his 9-year-old younger sister, Suguha.
“Jjjan~ Mommy told me to drink some juice~ You like orange juice.”
“Thank you.”
Suguha handed me the tray. Sumire stared.
“S-Suguha? “It’s okay to go now.”
It seemed that Sumire wanted to send her younger brother away quickly.
“Eh? “I want to talk to you too, right?”
Suguha tried to hold on, but was pushed out of the room by a determined Sumire.
“Ha, ahaha… … Well then, Mr. Yoosung, now really… … .”
Sumire smiles awkwardly and holds the nail clippers. But this wasn’t the end of the visitors.
Jump up!
“Oh my, you haven’t drank it yet? “Did you like the juice?”
When Suika, the mother, opens the door. Sumire was in tears.
“Ugh, I have the juice, later…” … “I was going to drink it!”
“okay? Hehe, it’s nothing else. Just then, he came back too. Sukiyaki is also ready. You can look forward to it this time. “Is this really high-quality beef?”
“Ah, father… … .”
Sumire’s face looks somewhat dark. Shin Yu-seong holds a bottle of juice after hearing that the meal is ready. I got up from my seat.
“… … “Sukiyaki.”
“… … to?”
Sumire looked up at Shinyuseong blankly.
“Let’s do this later. “Sumire.”
Sumire tried to hide her disappointment and nodded.
“Ah yes! Hey, you can cut your nails anytime! … … “I will definitely remember this!?”
Sumire is obsessed with cutting her nails to the end.
‘I can’t believe Sumire is this active in the strategy. … … ‘You’ve really changed.’
Shin Yu-seong, who did not know the truth, was proud of Sumire’s positive change.
* * *
A banquet where high-ranking people gathered.
At first glance, the luxurious banquet hall was lined with pure white tables and chairs. On the other hand, the banquet dress code is the exact opposite: black.
‘… … ‘I hate this kind of position.’
Even though he was wearing an expensive, high-quality suit, Lee Si-woo felt uncomfortable in his clothes. But what is most uncomfortable is the atmosphere of this place.
There was no special reason for such famous and prestigious people to take time out of their busy schedules to hold a banquet.
Strengthening our solidarity with each other. To solidify its position based on that power. They prepared a space and compared each other by their own standards.
“You were here? “Your father has been looking for you, the youngest, since a while ago?”
Lee Si-hyuk, the eldest son, placed his hand on my shoulder and spoke. Lee Si-woo tried to pass it off with his usual smile.
“Haha, eh~ bro. “I just pretend not to see it.”
Jump and jump.
At that time, the only man in the banquet hall wearing a white suit silently approached Lee Si-woo.
“No, that can’t happen.”
The identity of the solemn voice is Lee Seong-hwan.
Lee Si-woo narrowed his eyes with a stern expression.
“… … father.”
“I heard a rumor. “You went under the head of the party that arrested Rebellion, right?”
“haha, … … “I was just lucky.”
“But it’s all in vain.”
My father, Seonghwan Lee, frowned. Lee Si-hyuk stepped back. Seonghwan Lee was an authoritative man even to his family.
But that is authority that comes from ability.
Seonghwan Lee is the president of City Guard, which is in charge of public security in Korea. He was the person who commanded the anti-terrorism hunter unit, which had one of the most powerful forces among Korean organizations.
“With your current capabilities, no matter how hard you try, you will end up as a third-rate hunter anyway. If things continue like this, my life will be all about putting others under the rug.”
There was no anger in Seonghwan Lee’s voice. He truly believed so.
“But if you listen to me, the result will be different. didn’t you tell me? The talent I created for you is… … . Tsk, I wish I had just followed my brother and quietly applied to the City Guard.”
Lee Seong-hwan looks down at Lee Si-woo with indifferent eyes. Next to him, his second daughter, Lee Seon-ah, clicked her tongue and came up.
“Anyway, you really don’t listen.”
Lee Seon-ah glanced at her younger brother Lee Si-woo and smiled.
“I heard you still bring a toy-like bow to extracurricular activities?”
Lee Si-woo laughed brightly at Lee Seon-ah’s sarcastic tone.
“Hey~ What’s wrong with my bow? “I also entered the competition?”
“why? “Why are you calling me a bow instead of the gun I used since childhood?”
Lee Seon-ah’s irritated question.
Lee Si-woo thought deeply and opened his mouth.
“Yeah… … .”
Lee Si-woo sighs while speaking. Lee Si-woo, who had only laughed until now, took something out of his pocket.
Sigh.
What the blue particles created was a monotonous-looking pistol. Actually, the type of gun didn’t matter. Lee Si-woo’s pockets contained dozens of guns of various types.
In fact, Lee Si-woo’s refusal to use a gun was due to a more instinctive reason.
Feelings getting colder.
As soon as Lee Si-woo grabbed the gun, old memories came flooding back.
Very young days.
Lee Si-woo was forced to learn how to use this cold piece of metal.
It was all my father’s greed.
Lee Si-woo’s characteristic, clairvoyance, was only at level F, but Lee Seong-hwan knew about it.
The reason clairvoyance was rated at a low level is simply the association’s standards. It was for the vague reason that it had no killing power.
In the end, the solution Seonghwan Lee came up with was simple. Filling in the missing parts of Lee Si-woo’s characteristics.
Lee Seong-hwan spoke to young Lee Si-woo with a blunt expression.
[…] … If one has eyes that see all directions. What would it be like if it had lethal power?]
The result is total.
Lee Si-woo learned to use a gun from the age of 7. Instead of accumulating memories, he accumulated knowledge about guns in his head.
[Make concentric circles with the scale and iron.]
[Think of it as the head of a criminal! I’m going to blow it all up!]
As Lee Seong-hwan thought, Lee Si-woo’s trait [clairvoyance] was more suitable for marksmanship than any other trait.
At the age of 9, he hit a target over 1 kilometer away with a rifle.
Lee Si-woo was the best gunman recognized by even Lee Seong-hwan, the top city guard.
A villain suppression gun that is actually used by counter-terrorism units. Using a gun used for monster hunting, Lee Si-woo was confident that he would win no matter who he faced.
Where should I aim to inflict fatal wounds? Where should I aim to prevent it from moving? Lee Si-woo already knew everything.
But Lee Si-woo did not use a gun.
“If you use a gun… … .”
A voice drowned out as if it were someone else’s. Lee Si-woo looked at his family with emotionless eyes that resembled his father.
“It brings back some really awful memories.”
Lee Si-woo, who held the gun, was no longer smiling. Even his way of speaking changed, as if his personality had changed.
“Look Carefully. sister. “If you want to see my marksmanship, I’ll show you.”
bang!!
Lee Si-woo fires at the ceiling.
visor! Okay!
A chandelier fell from the ceiling.
“Aaaah!”
“Seconds, guns!?”
Customers screaming and panicking.
Seonghwan Lee frowned, but Siwoo Lee did not stop. He continued firing bullets with rather indifferent eyes.
bang! bang! bang! bang! bang!
When all the bullets were fired at regular intervals, all the chandeliers on the ceiling fell. As soon as he picked up the gun, the person changed.
‘… … ‘That’s annoying.’
Lee Si-woo, who left the banquet hall, checked his pockets.
What you see on the background screen is a photo taken with party members at a picnic. Lee Si-woo thought while blowing smoke coming out of the gun.
‘also.’
This is my first time feeling this sentimental while holding a gun. The pistol Lee Si-woo was holding turned into his particles and disappeared into his pocket.
‘… … ‘We should have gone to Japan together.’
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