The F-Rank Hunter Defies Fate Chapter 1.4

“Office fortune… helper?”

Harang’s voice rose as he read down carefully. It was understandable for the office, but there was written an unheard-of job called fortune helper.

“I heard about it from Hunter Baek Yoogeom, but the guild has never had an employee with similar abilities. For now, I put him in the office, which is the operations team. We’ll decide the duties gradually.”

Cheolmin’s words seemed correct but somehow strange. Although he had never worked in a proper company, Harang instinctively sensed a subtle atmosphere and moistened his dry lips.

“I’m grateful for the offer, but I only read and interpret. Couldn’t you just send it to me?”

Even with a good-natured face, one never knew when it might change in this day and age. Having been hit on the back of the head too many times, Harang keenly gauged the situation.

“It’s fine. For hunters, luck, that luck, is really important. It means there’s sufficient reason to invest in Mr. Min Harang. Office employees don’t need to go outside the guild building, so no need to worry about safety. If you want, we can adjust the working hours or days.”

It was much more realistic than devoting one’s remaining life or eight zeros. Harang’s heart, which had always lived being chased since being left alone, wavered.

‘Yeah, in the Republic of Korea, where could be as safe as here.’

Even if monsters poured out from the tower, it was obvious that the Saena-ra Guild would be solid. At the same time, his usually carefree mind started turning noisily. A safe workplace and fixed income. For Harang, who was a middle school dropout with no specs, it was an opportunity he would never meet again.

In Cheolmin’s eyes, who had experienced everything under the sun, Harang’s hesitation was clearly visible. So, he offered a compromise as if he had no regrets at all.

“If that’s the case, then try working for about a month. If you still don’t like Saena-ra then, I’ll let you go coolly.”

Originally, people found it easier to choose between the worst and the lesser evil rather than the best and the second best. Harang also seemed to have come over, as he moved his mouth several times.

“Then…. Could I start coming from next week?”

Harang hesitated but stared straight at Cheolmin’s gaze. His eyes occasionally turned to the clock on the wall, but that was due to Harang’s personality rather than anxiety. Once he had made up his mind, he didn’t want to do it half-heartedly.

“I also need to wrap up the tarot shop. Right now, I don’t even have cards. I’ll bring everything needed and come back.”

He seemed calm, but Harang’s inside was very chaotic. The tarot shop could be vacated right away, but what about the house? Wouldn’t house prices be expensive near Saena-ra? How to hold out until the salary comes out? Realistic problems floated around in his small head.

“Why? If you’re a hunter, make and use it with your skill like a hunter.”

Not knowing Harang’s noisy inside, Baek Yoogeom treated him like a hunter again. Harang let out a light sigh and kindly explained the circumstances of an ordinary person.

“First, I’m not a hunter. To see the fortune that Hunter Baek Yoogeom likes, of course, cards are needed, right? And I need the interpretation book too? It’s not something that comes out just by saying it.”

“Oh, you do it by looking at the interpretation book? You’ve been doing it for quite a while, haven’t you?”

Hye-min, who had been watching blankly, couldn’t hold back his curiosity and interjected. Harang was a bit flustered by the unexpected point.

“Because I like certainty. First, I interpret it myself, and then I cross-verify.”

“As expected, there was a reason you see so well!”

Even though it was a remark attached randomly, Hye-min’s pupils sparkled with admiration. Harang could only smile. He didn’t want to say even if he died that he had awakened as a tarot ability user.

“If you have the cards, that’s it?”

As he tried to pretend not to know, Yoogeom asked while twisting his neck left and right.

“It’s comfortable to use what’s familiar.”

“Isn’t that the same thing?”

Even though it was the first time seeing him today, Harang could pick up one of Yoogeom’s talents. He had a habit of saying things in a very annoying way. Harang turned to Cheolmin, ignoring Yoogeom. Yoogeom, with his hands on his waist, was annoying, but the highest person here was Cheolmin.

“Guild leader, can I just sign and go?”

“Ah, yes. You’ve thought well. The pen is here, so write comfortably.”

Cheolmin, who had been watching Yoogeom being ignored with great interest, hurriedly held out a fountain pen. Harang, who received the luxurious pen, wrote his name neatly.

While doing so, he quickly skimmed and saw that the representative position of Saena-ra Co., Ltd. had Baek Cheolmin’s name printed. The guild runs like a company. Harang watched Cheolmin stamping with a small admiration.

Unlike his own shabby signature, the fancy seal exuded a heavy presence. It felt like it represented Harang’s situation where he couldn’t budge, making his mouth bitter.

After that, it proceeded smoothly. Cheolmin, who stamped each page by overlapping the two copies of the contract, gave one to Harang and kept the rest. It was a somewhat bizarre job, but if Baek Yoogeom needed it, it was better to hold onto him before going elsewhere.

“How about it, can you commute? Where did you say your house is?”

Cheolmin, who was organizing the contract that had been messed up from stamping, threw the most innocuous question. But as soon as he asked, anxiety surged. Since he appeared riding a portal, it wouldn’t be strange even if he came from the end of the land. Yoogeom, whose sociality converged to zero, wouldn’t have considered others’ circumstances.

“It’s A City now.”

It was a better answer than expected, but not close either. A City took at least an hour even by driving himself. Since he joined the guild, he could use the portal, but the cost-performance was too poor for that.

Baek Yoogeom, who entered the tower every day, could use it like water, but for Harang, an ordinary person, it would be like using a weekly wage for one commute.

“Then….”

Cheolmin cleared his throat as if to pretend and scanned Harang’s attire without him noticing. From the stretched neck T-shirt to the jeans where the knees were all visible. He didn’t look like someone who could rent a house near the guild, which was rumored for expensive land prices. But making him commute, he could picture him running away before even filling a month.

Even in an era where hunters appeared and monsters rampaged, it was a story from another world for ordinary people who hadn’t awakened. Rather than rumors, the hellish commute every day could be more frightening.

Having grasped Harang’s sensitive temperament in a short time, Cheolmin thought of the dormitory next to the headquarters. The public recruitment period had long passed, but making space for one young man in front of him was all.

“If it seems hard, come into the dormitory. There will probably be an empty spot. It’s the building right next door.”

As Cheolmin pointed to the opposite side with his palm, Harang’s head turned to the full glass window. At a slight distance, a building identical to the Saena-ra headquarters stood tall. He thought it was simply twin buildings, but one of them was a dormitory. As expected, being a servant in a great house was the best.

“Is that okay? I’m a contract worker, aren’t I?”

It was welcome news for Harang, who had been wandering from monthly rent to monthly rent. However, accepting it outright bothered him about the contract period. The contract Cheolmin gave really only had one month written. It was too big a help to pretend not to know, and thinking of moving right after one month made it cumbersome.

“It’s fine. We can just extend it.”

Cheolmin gave a warm smile toward the naive Harang. He thought it was too quick to sign, but it seemed he hadn’t seen the clause that it automatically extends if not requested otherwise after one month.

It was content that Harang would jump up about later, but Cheolmin’s hands bent inward. With 90% probability, it would be a coincidence, but this guy, who lived indifferently to worldly affairs, showed interest for the first time. Since he was the same person, even if not holding in hand, he wanted to keep him by his side. As long as possible.

“Extension…?”

“Saena-ra saw potential in Mr. Min Harang. After the one-month trial period, you’ll definitely like it. So, don’t refuse and come in.”

Cheolmin drove in the wedge with appropriate praise and confident attitude. Half of it was sincere too. Saena-ra, which started from the bottom as a worker, was Cheolmin’s pride.

“No need for that. He’ll live with me.”

Yoogeom, who had only been listening to the two’s conversation until then, poured cold water.

“What nonsense! I didn’t sign that earlier, did I?”

Harang shuddered and shouted at the bold nonsense. He glanced at the contract he had cherished, wondering if he had signed a proxy oath without knowing. Fortunately, the period was one month. Even washing his eyes and looking, there was no clause like ‘Article 2: Party B shall go wherever Party A calls.’

“We contracted.”

Yoogeom arrogantly moved only the tip of his chin to point to Harang’s bosom. Harang, who had been glancing at the contract until then, ended up snorting in exasperation.

There was no point of contact between Baek Yoogeom, the hunter, and himself, who became an office employee. He could argue they were in the same guild, but he planned to avoid seeing his face for life once he left this place.

“We should go, to home.”

Yoogeom, looking at Harang’s face where his inner thoughts were revealed as is, sneered lightly. As if he would let him go easily. Just like when he suddenly dragged him, he grabbed the nape of his neck.

In the repeated situation, Harang tried to resist. However, Baek Yoogeom was the ranker said to be the strongest in the world, and Harang had reflexes worse than an ordinary person. Yoogeom, who lightly suppressed even the last struggle, opened the portal.

Harang, who really didn’t want to be dragged, sought help from those around. He sent signals diligently, but Cheolmin, who had shown inclusiveness until just now, only avoided his gaze. The moment he tried to turn his head to Hye-min on the opposite side, his body floated in the air.

“Ugh, ptoo.”

As a result of struggling until the moment crossing the portal, Harang rolled on the ground. Thanks to that, he kissed the dirt floor deeply, and gritty sand rolled around in his mouth. Yoogeom looked down at his hand, which still held warmth, whether Harang spat or not.

“Ah, really, why are you doing this to me? I told you to bring the cards first to see fortunes!”

Harang, not knowing he had blown a whole month’s salary, let out a groan without hiding his grievance. Shouldn’t people listen when spoken to? Even though he repeated the same words like a parrot, Yoogeom acted as he pleased.

“Where is it?”

“Where else? Of course, at the shop.”

Harang, grumbling, recalled the tarot shop he had set up just for show. To hide the awakening fact, he had started with the most basic deck and collected cards indiscriminately. So that even if an unknown person visited, they could tell ‘Ah, this is an ordinary tarot shop.’

“Then stay inside. I’ll be back soon.”

Before he could ask where to stay inside or where he was going, Yoogeom disappeared like the wind.

“Huh? Ha, really.”

Harang, sprawled awkwardly on the lawn, could only click his tongue in disbelief. But that didn’t change anything. In the end, he had no choice but to lie down spreading his limbs in a big X.

It felt like being swept away by the huge wave of fate called Baek Yoogeom. He arbitrarily shattered the wish to live ordinarily and barged in, and now he left him in some unknown place and went.

Strangely, it wasn’t scary. Although he was acting as he pleased, since he was a fortune-obsessed guy, wouldn’t he protect his life? It was like a vague expectation, but Harang was quite intuitive.

“Status window.”

Harang, facing the pouring sunlight directly, brushed away the grass tickling his cheek and called up the status window only he could see.

Min Harang lv.5

Job: Tarot Master

Title: None Grade: F-

HP: 30 MP: 10

Strength: 2 Stamina: 3 Agility: 1

Intelligence: 15 Intuition: 150

Possessed Skills ……

Under the small and precious level that Harang had diligently raised, even cuter stats continued. Even adding up strength, stamina, and agility, it was only 6. Considering that the basic stats of hunters who just awakened averaged 10, it was far insufficient.

Moreover, the only one skill was to see others’ fates. The moment he awakened an ability similar to precognition, Harang decided to hide for life. His body was weaker than an ordinary person, but an ability user who could see the future.

Having grown up under his grandmother, who was a shaman, Harang knew very well how vicious people could become to glimpse even a piece of the future.

“But in the end, it turned out like this.”