As if running away, Yoo Choong-Ryeol hastily left the apartment complex and then got into a sedan that was parked between the alleys. He took a moment to catch his breath.

“Those little punks. They look pretty young but don’t even know to respect their elders…!” After muttering under his breath, Choong-Ryeol fell into contemplation with a frown. “But I feel like I’ve seen that pretty boy around somewhere…”

He searched deep within his memories, and just as he was on the verge of remembering… he was interrupted by his cell phone’s loud ringing.

Yoo Choong-Ryeol jumped, then quickly checked who the caller was. He hesitated while chewing on his bottom lip, then finally answered the phone. What greeted him was unrestrained profanity, such as a female dog and donkey, to put it nicely.

-…So where are you?

Yoo Choong-Ryeol slowly brought the phone closer to his ear. He had been holding it at a distance with a frown while receiving harsh abuse from the caller. He said carefully, “I am in Goseong, Gangwon-do for a bit.”

-Goseong? Why? Don’t you know that there’s a lot of work to be done?

To be honest, Yoo Choong-Ryeol was desperate for money. He was a B-rank hunter, and he boasted a fairly good...