Please Give Me A Kiss, Healer! Chapter 4

※Warning※

Once you choose the second awakening, it cannot be undone.

Do you wish to awaken?

Yes         No

“…Second awakening?”

Jiwoo’s eyes widened as far as they could go.

Second awakening. What was that?

The top 0.1 percent of hunters.

A rare and precious existence—only ten people in all of Korea.

Not just Korea—foreign countries would fly over just to scout second awakeners.

The moment they awakened, they were treated with the utmost respect—modern-day nobles, in every sense.

‘…But why me?’

And in a situation where she was about to become a murderer?

Jiwoo’s pale green eyes trembled. But her hesitation didn’t last long.

 

※Warning※

There is a time limit.

3… 2…….

More precisely, she didn’t have long to hesitate.

Startled, Jiwoo clenched her fists.

“Aah! Fine! I’ll do it! I’ll awaken!”

 

[You have accepted the second awakening.]

System

Explaining the second awakening branch <Supporter of All>.

Estimated time: 30 minutes

What if she dies listening to the explanation?!

Panicking, Jiwoo shouted at the system.

“Skip!”

 

※Warning※

You have only one chance to hear this explanation.

Are you sure you want to skip?

 

The red warning text made Jiwoo pause.

Since it was a new branch, she absolutely needed the information.

‘Thirty minutes… Will that man survive that long?’

Her gaze fell on the handsome man lying on the ground.

And then—

Cough.

A lump of blood spilled from the man’s red lips.

Jiwoo’s hesitation flew off to Andromeda.

“Forget it—just skip! Give me the skills, NOW!”

He was going to die like this!

Terrified, Jiwoo shouted, tears welling under her eyes.

Thankfully, it seemed the system had no further formalities.

 

[Second awakening complete. Status window updated.]

 

The moment the system window appeared, Jiwoo raised her staff.

“[Heal!].”

[Error: Invalid target.]

“You scammers!! You said my passion moved the gods! Is THIS how the gods do their job?!”

 

[Please check the second awakening skill window.]

 

“Skill window!”

Without hesitation, Jiwoo opened it.

Below her basic healer skills was a new tab, highlighted in dazzling pink.

She quickly scrolled, and the skill she was desperate for finally appeared.

 

Skill

Ho~ I’ll Make It Better♥

Greatly enhances the power of Heal.

*Bonus: No mana cost.

*Bonus: ……

 

There were several other bonuses, but Jiwoo had no time to read them.

“Use skill! [Ho~ I’ll Make It Better♥!].”

[Error: Incorrect trigger phrase.]

“YOU LITTLE XXX…!”

[Tip: Please refer to the casting instructions. …Please.]

Did the system just say “please,” or was she imagining it?

Jiwoo finally calmed down enough to read the skill description properly.

There were strange words sprinkled throughout, but she barely noticed.

Finally, at the very end, the line she needed appeared.

System

Casting method: Blow breath toward the target.

Trigger phrase: Jiwoo’s hands are healing hands! Filled with love~ Ho~♥

 

“Th–this…”

Jiwoo’s hands trembled.

Was she seeing this right?

Was this something an intelligent human being was supposed to say?

But she had no time to hesitate.

While she had been reading, the man’s face had grown even paler.

Eventually, Jiwoo leaned toward the ridiculously handsome man on the ground and blew on him.

“[Jiwoo’s hands are healing hands! Filled with love~ Ho~♥].”

She even placed her palm adorably beneath her chin—somehow, it just felt necessary.

The moment she spoke the trigger phrase, a brilliant light burst forward.

As Jiwoo sat there in shock, countless system windows stretched before her.

 

[Skill ‘Ho~ I’ll Make It Better♥’ has activated.]

System

Achievement: Healed a Monster!

Status window updated.

[You have obtained a hidden title as an achievement reward.]

System

Title: Savior Who Healed a Monster

Effect: Affection +10 with all monsters

 

‘Savior who healed a monster? Affection?’

What kind of nonsense was this?

Jiwoo’s eyebrows tightened.

Just as her frozen brain finally began turning—

The man who had been lying before her opened his eyes.

Eyes that gleamed bright yellow—too unnatural to belong to a human, like those of a beast.

“Ah…”

Jiwoo scrambled backward on her butt.

And the system window she had seen earlier resurfaced in her mind.

‘Savior who healed a monster!’

Jiwoo swallowed hard, her heart pounding like she had just sprinted.

Her gaze shifted to the man she had just healed.

Ash-gray hair that shimmered with light.

And beneath it—golden, radiant, bright yellow eyes.

There were plenty of humans in the modern age with unique eye colors.

Jiwoo herself had pale green eyes.

When someone awakened as a hunter, the very first physical trait to change was their eyes.

Tankers got a blue glow.

Dealers a red glow.

Healers a green one.

The deeper the color, the greater their power—an unchanging rule in this great hunter era.

‘But this guy…’

Jiwoo swallowed dryly again.

Eyes that gleamed like a ferocious beast.

And the black pupils within them—watching her.

Startled, Jiwoo staggered backward.

And inwardly screamed:

‘No way! There’s no way a man THAT handsome is a monster?!’

The man didn’t rush to move.

Maybe his vision hadn’t fully returned; he blinked several times as he looked at Jiwoo.

Through his dense lashes, his beautiful golden eyes glowed faintly.

“Um… uh…”

Jiwoo’s words trailed off.

She had absolutely no idea what she was supposed to ask this man.

If she said, ‘Excuse me, are you human?’ she’d sound insane.

But if she asked, ‘Are you a monster?’ and he nodded…

That would be an entirely different category of insane.

What was this, some B-grade horror movie?

Even in the dumbest movies, no supporting character walks up to a ghost and asks, “Excuse me, are you a ghost?”

And Jiwoo had no desire to become that supporting character.

Like a frog caught staring at a snake.

No—like a tiny baby rabbit staring at a sexy, gorgeous gray wolf.

Jiwoo froze solid, staring at the man without moving.

‘Seriously, what are you…? Human? Or really… a monster?!’

A lecture she once heard at the Hunter Academy floated into her mind— Guidelines for Dealing with Monsters.

‘When you encounter a monster, never show your back.’

‘Keep your eyes on the monster and slowly walk backward.’

‘U-um, teacher? How long do we have to walk backward?!’

If only she had paid attention.

But back then, she’d been too exhausted from her convenience store job and nodded off the whole lesson— and now she regretted it with her whole soul.

But there was no undoing it.

Jiwoo kept her eyes pinned on the man. No—the monster. No—the man. No… whatever he was.

She stared straight at the pretty unknown creature and slowly backed away.

‘If I just quietly run far, far away… I’ll be okay, right?’

But life was never that easy.

The pretty boy slowly stood up.

He was tall—tall enough that Jiwoo had to crane her neck back to see his face.

He looked down at her trembling form and scanned her up and down.

And then—

“Found you.”

He closed the distance in an instant and lunged toward her.

Eyes curved, red lips forming a smile, muscular arms wide open toward her.

A huge man.

Or rather, a dazzlingly handsome human.

Or possibly a monster.

Either way, the pretty boy wrapped his arms around her.

To be precise, the size difference was so ridiculous that it looked more like Jiwoo got scooped up by him.

“Uh… um…”

Jiwoo stammered.

The man smiled beautifully and brushed her hair back.

His hand swept close, and a heavy, warm scent surrounded her.

“I missed you, Jiu.”

“…Jiu? You mean me?”

Jiwoo looked up at him, dazed.

From lips as red and decadent as spilled wine… came a tiny, adorable nickname.

‘Holy crap… is this what they call contrast appeal…?’

Oddly enough, the man’s whisper soothed her.

‘A monster wouldn’t speak Korean. So he must be human!’

Monsters that looked human had never been seen anywhere, ever.

‘Then how did he end up alone down here?’

Did he get caught in a gate while walking? Or did the Association accidentally double-assign teams?

Jiwoo tried to guess at the pretty boy’s identity.

While she contemplated, he rested his forehead against her shoulder.

He closed his eyes and seemed to wait quietly, not threatening her at all.

“Mmm…”

Jiwoo poked his firm arm with her finger.

Warmth radiated from the solid, taut muscle.

‘He still looks like he’s hurting.’

Maybe her healing wasn’t enough?

She felt cold sweat dampening the man’s forehead where it touched her shoulder.