There is No Such Thing as a Bad Hunter

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“I’m sorry.
I was too emotional.”

“No, I understand.”

Jiho did. 

Even though Jiho is an ambitious guildmaster, there are times when he, too, doesn’t like Monday coming and going to work.

From the perspective of Seung Joo, who was just trying to pass his contract period, all of the overtime must’ve annoyed him a lot. 

Jiho has an excuse for that.
Since awakened ones who are good at office work are also wanted by normal companies, they don’t necessarily try to join No Name.
But when he tries to recruit employees who aren’t awakened ones, a bunch of reporters trying to get a scoop on Jiho get mixed into the group too.

Jiho’s tired enough from all the work he has to do; he didn’t want to be wary of people inside the guild either.
And so, to make things easier, he just didn’t pick anyone.

Instead, all of the work was split between Jiho, the guildmaster; Sori, who’s favored by him; and Seung Joo, the vice-guildmaster…

But since Heo Sori is a normal guildmember, there’s a limit to the things she can do.
If Jiho gives her a higher position, it would only add fuel to the rumors within the guild that he was favoring her.

As a result, all of the important tasks are left solely to Jiho and Seung Joo but…

Because it’s hard to order Seung Joo around, Jiho assigns most of the work to himself, but on the days that he faints, all of that work is naturally passed down to Seung Joo. 

Seung Joo probably didn’t want to do it.
Jiho understands.
Since it’s hard for him too. 

But it seemed that Seung Joo had interpreted Jiho’s expression differently, because his face turned pale.

“That’s all from before.
I will take care of that stuff on my own, now.
So please don’t kick me out.”

“I understand, so calm down.”

Jiho stopped Seung Joo, whose voice was getting faster and louder again.
Seung Joo acted like a person desperate to prove himself.
In order to not fall into Seung Joo’s pace, Jiho carefully organized his thoughts.

“Naturally, I don’t want to kick Hunter Lim Seung Joo out of the guild either.
After all, you are a highly skilled and talented A-rank hunter.
And you also know a lot about the guild as the vice-guildmaster.
I don’t plan to kick Hunter Lim Seung Joo out if you want to stay, so you can relax.”

“Yes, then I will work hard from now on.”

“Um… I was planning to pick more office workers from the beginning, so I will leave the data to you.
Please work hard for a few more days.
Focus on fissures and dungeon raids moving forward.”

“Yes, I understand.
Thank you.”

Lim Seung Joo bowed up and down.
Having given up on stopping him, Jiho just let him be.
Isn’t it fine as long as he doesn’t do that outside?

“Then…”

Lim Seung Joo brought the straw to his lips.
But the Frappuccino that Lim Seung Joo had supplied his confidence with until now had already disappeared.

Jiho took the straw out of the Americano he was drinking and handed it over to Seung Joo.
Even though Jiho had given it to him because he didn’t want to drink it anymore, Seung Joo took the cup with an elated look on his face.
He took the lid off of the cup and gulped it down.
When his lips separated from the cup, he looked refreshed.

If he drinks Americanos that well, why did he take the frappuccino? Feeling a wave of grief surge up, Jiho forced himself to calm down.

Empathizing with Seung Joo’s frustration of working overtime, Jiho tried his best to smile gently like a merciful guildmaster.
As he did so, Seung Joo became flustered.

“Uh, uh… Why are you s…”

“S?”

“… Nothing.”

Jiho thought Seung Joo had something else to say.
Seung Joo not only went silent, but he even avoided Jiho’s eyes.

Did he make it obvious that he was annoyed that Seung Joo took the Frappuccino instead of the Americano?

Jiho reached out to the sofa next to him and tightly held Seung Joo’s hand. 

Maybe it’s because Seung Joo holds a sword these days, or perhaps because his dream was to become a baseball player… Jiho used both hands to hold tightly onto Seung Joo’s hand, which was much bigger and sturdier than his own.

“If you have something to say, say it comfortably.
If there’s something you’re upset about… just let it all out so that we can move on as a normal guildmaster and vice-guildmaster.”

“Normal guildmaster and vice-guildmaster… yes, of course.”

For some reason, Seung Joo let out a very complicated sigh.
Seung Joo slowly pulled his hand out of Jiho’s.
Then he slapped both sides of his face.

Jiho obediently returned to his original position and waited for Seung Joo to start talking.
With a face red from either the slap or another reason, Seung Joo solemnly got down on his knees.

“No, didn’t I say you didn’t need to do this?”

“Th-then take me too.
I want to go with you.”

“Pardon? Wh-where?”

“The training center.
The place you’re going to with Hunter Heo Sori and Hunter Yang Hojin every day…”

“Ah.”

Seung Joo choked up from Jiho’s emotionless tone and clenched his fist.
Seeing Seung Joo’s watery eyes, Jiho panicked.

“I was a part of the defense that time too, but why am I the only one…”

“Okay, okay.
Let’s go together.
Go to the training center tomorrow.”

Jiho quickly answered in response to Seung Joo’s voice, which was gradually getting louder again.
Jiho set Seung Joo back down to his seat.