The Otherworldly Magic Swordsman Who Disciplines the Hunter World Chapter 36

He hated getting any more annoyed than this. At Julian’s firm answer, Myeong Haejin smiled broadly.

“Then I’ll do that. As a secret known only to the two of us.”

Is that how it works? Julian, who brushed it off half-heartedly again, leaned his back against the seat.

The car arrived at the destination and stopped in an empty space. There were significantly fewer people gathered at the entrance than before.

He got out of the car and immediately approached the vicinity of the gate. Woo Yujin, who was waiting under the tent, spotted the two and raised his hand high.

“Over here, over here!”

“Are we very late? What time is the entry scheduled for?”

“In 30 minutes. I was actually going to try contacting you if you were any later, but you arrived just in time.”

“Right, that’s a relief. Where is Hunter Siyoung?”

Even after looking around inside the tent, Gong Siyoung was nowhere to be found. Gu Jayoung, who was beside Woo Yujin, gestured toward the parking lot area.

“He said he’d be resting in the car until entry.”

It was an attitude that made one wonder where his sociability had gone, but the three of them didn’t seem to care particularly.

Julian also sat in an empty seat without much thought. Leaning his body deep into the chair, he let out a sigh.

His stomach had been churning continuously since earlier. Was that examination the problem? It was hard to call it an aftereffect, but his condition was certainly not good.

Thinking he might feel better if he had something, he picked up a plastic bottle that was on the table. He lightly shook the sloshing yellow contents.

When he opened the cap and sniffed it, a tart and sweet orange scent wafted out.

“I’ll go call him!”

“No, I’ll go. I have things to check for the briefing anyway, so I’ll go for both.”

The moment Julian brought the drink to his lips to take a sip, Myeong Haejin also stood up from his seat. The edge of the water bottle hit Myeong Haejin’s elbow, and the bottle poured forward just like that.

At the contents that spilled out in a gush, Julian let out a cough, cough.

“Oh…! I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were behind me…!”

“Cough, no, it’s fine.”

He wiped his drenched mouth. As he flicked his hands, water droplets fell. He unknowingly frowned at the sticky and tart orange scent.

While he flicked at his clothes because even the hoodie he was wearing was soaked through, Woo Yujin stomped his feet restlessly.

“I don’t think it’ll be wiped off like that… I’ll go see if there are spare clothes.”

“Let’s go together.”

Gu Jayoung joined in, and the two left the tent. Julian scratched his head at the commotion that had occurred unintentionally.

The moisture was gone, but his whole body was sticky. Would this even be wiped off? Feeling uncomfortable, he took off his clothes first.

“For now, do you want to try wiping with this? Since it’s orange juice, it’ll be extremely sticky.”

“Uh, thanks.”

Receiving a bunch of wet wipes that had been pulled out, he wiped his hands first. No matter where he wiped, it was muddy and sticky.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t see behind me… here, it got on your shoulder too. No, not that way, this way.”

“Where?”

“There, no, a little further back.”

“I can’t reach. Can you wipe it for me?”

Taking the wet wipes, he rubbed the skin back and forth. His shoulders, chest, everything was sticky.

Could one get this wet just from spilling a drink once? Even he thought it was absurd.

“I’m sorry. It wasn’t intentional, I really didn’t know you were behind me… but what should we do? I think it’ll keep being sticky even if we wipe it.”

“True. I might have to wash with water.”

However, he couldn’t exactly take a shower here. When he tilted his head to the side to make it easier to wipe, Myeong Haejin’s touch became a bit more busy.

The skillful touch continued over the flat chest and even the abdominal muscles. Julian also concentrated on wiping, clenching and unclenching his sticky hands.

He’d do what he could, and if it didn’t work, he’d stop. Even now, he was becoming slightly annoyed and debated whether to stop or not.

Just as he was about to tell Myeong Haejin to stop, he felt a presence from behind.

Thinking Woo Yujin had returned, he turned his head without much thought. However, a completely unexpected person was standing there.

As if witnessing the second coming of a demon, his wide-open eyes trembled finely. Gong Siyoung’s lips, soaked in shock and horror, quivered.

“What… are you two… doing… right now?”

His broken way of speaking was somehow chilling. Myeong Haejin quickly raised his hands high.

“No, Hunter Siyoung. It’s a misunderstanding.”

He waved his hands back and forth, saying it wasn’t like that at all. The wet wipes he was holding fluttered like jellyfish following his movements.

Gong Siyoung placed his hand on his forehead. He scanned the situation rapidly. Due to the shockingly provocative situation, his brain moved slower than usual.

What on earth is this? What am I seeing right now? His thoughts kept lagging as if an error had occurred.

Inside an empty tent, the two were secretly groping each other’s bodies. One of them was even completely stripped of his clothes. Sticking close as if embracing, each other’s bodies…

“Right now… with a sacred raid right before us… what on earth are you doing…”

Was this, indeed, an act one should do after being born as a human?

Every time Julian exhaled, his flat abdominal muscles and broad chest moved up and down shallowly. His gaze unknowingly turned toward the subtly damp upper body.

He didn’t know when he saw it in passing last time because his attention was only on the scars, but now he could see it very well.

The nipples turned pink on the porcelain skin, and the collarbone and skin turned red—whether from biting and sucking or whatever—everything was explicit.

Without knowing shame, his body, just exposing his body like that, carelessly, and having nothing better to do, what on earth, with whom, and what are you doing right now?

“Crazy…! Are you crazy? You are crazy, right?! Crazy, really, unless you’re crazy…! Where, where do you think this is… to act like this!”

He pulled Julian’s arm. Julian staggered helplessly at the sudden situation.

“No, Hunter Siyoung, I don’t know what you’re thinking, but it’s not that, okay?”

Gong Siyoung, who hid Julian behind him, glared. Myeong Haejin’s shoulders trembled slightly at the gaze that treated him like a profligate.

For Myeong Haejin, it was utterly unfair. A huge pile of wet wipes was still held in his hands.

“No, I just, with a pure heart…”

“Pure? Pure-uu?! Did you just say pure?! Even if purity froze to death, there’s a limit, fuck, are you calling that speech right now…!”

Saying there was nothing more to hear, Gong Siyoung abruptly left the tent. Julian, whose wrist was grabbed, moved following him danglingly.

What kind of misunderstanding did this kid have? When he looked back, Myeong Haejin, with a stupid face similar to his own, shrugged his shoulders.

Gong Siyoung, who was huffing like an angry bull, began to aggressively rummage through the trunk as soon as they arrived at the car. After a long time of rustling, he pulled something out.

It was a T-shirt that hadn’t been unpacked. He immediately stripped off the plastic packaging as if tearing it and shoved the new T-shirt over Julian’s head.

His vision was blocked for a moment before his face popped out. Being served with clothes, something he hadn’t even received as a child, he was just utterly dazed.

On the T-shirt of thick material, “Yeollak” was written in black letters. Only after obediently threading his arms through did he peek at Gong Siyoung’s reaction.

“But why do you carry things like this around?”

“It’s something the guild gave me that I just threw in here. Stop talking and just wear it.”

Contrary to the venomous atmosphere, if he asked, an answer came back quite well. His lips flickered as if he had much to say, but he soon shut them tight.

Why was he so angry? It wasn’t particularly a situation for that, and there was nothing to misunderstand.

However, Gong Siyoung’s expression was too grim to ask that. This time, Julian chose to keep his mouth shut tactfully.

I should just quietly go along with him until his anger subsides. Thanks to him, I changed clothes quickly, so there was nothing bad about it.

Conveniently, Myeong Haejin, who came out of the tent, waved his hand toward the two. Pointing to his wristwatch seemed to mean it was time.

Julian drew a circle with both arms to show he understood. At that perfectly bright reaction, Gong Siyoung frowned.

As if exhaling breath he had held in, he snapped venomously.

“Do you originally just go around stripping off your clothes anywhere like that? Does it not matter to you if just anyone touches your body?”

At the aggressive language, Julian blinked his eyes. It was difficult to gauge the intent of the question.

Asking if I go around stripping anywhere… I do feel the heat easily and I’m not the type to go around bundled up, so it wasn’t a wrong statement…

“But Haejin isn’t just ‘anyone’.”

Even for Julian, who brushed everything off half-heartedly, he had that much common sense. Just anyone. Weren’t they acquaintances who knew each other’s names? Honestly, he wasn’t just anyone.

Moreover, Myeong Haejin purely offered a helping hand to make up for his mistake. Thanks to that, wasn’t his sticky body roughly handled?

Whatever misunderstanding Gong Siyoung had, what wasn’t, wasn’t.

“Stop saying strange things and let’s go quickly. It seems like we’re entering soon.”

Julian gestured with his chin toward the people gathering at the gate entrance. He grabbed Gong Siyoung’s arm as if to urge him. However, for some reason, Gong Siyoung did not budge.

“…Then, what about me.”

“Huh?”

“If Myeong Haejin isn’t just anyone, then what am I?”

The eyes that met were more serious than anything. As if telling him not to even think about running away, Gong Siyoung pulled his wrist close.

“Just how much have you seen Myeong Haejin to say such a thing? Tell me. To what extent does ‘not just anyone’ go. Then what about me? What am I to you?”

“What are you…”

He was just dazed at the question he had never thought about. If asked what he was, there was no particular answer to give. Well, what really is he?

One way or another, there was an affection built while clashing with Gong Siyoung. Even if he grumbled and acted cold, there was no way he wouldn’t have a liking for the one who did everything that needed to be done for him.

“Well. You… are special?”

Myeong Haejin wasn’t just anyone, but he couldn’t be compared to Gong Siyoung. It might be different if Myeong Haejin took responsibility for his food, clothing, and shelter, but for now, there was no existence like Gong Siyoung.

Julian laughed and tightly clasped Gong Siyoung’s hand. As if soothing a grumpy child, he whispered affectionately.

“You are special to me.”

So, shall we go quietly without being strangely stubborn?

Julian smiled broadly, keeping the following words swallowed down. Julian quickly pulled the calmed Gong Siyoung and moved his feet in a good mood.