The Otherworldly Magic Swordsman Who Disciplines the Hunter World Chapter 9

The place called the guild that they went to yesterday and Gong Siyoung’s house were large, but this was on a different level.

Is this what it feels like to be overwhelmed by scale? It was a building so high that even if he tilted his neck all the way back, the top wouldn’t fit in his field of vision.

The people coming and going were also swarming. After checking the congested entrance, Gong Siyoung turned the steering wheel.

“I’ll make a quick call.”

The speed gradually decreased, and the car stopped on the shoulder of the road. Gong Siyoung’s finger pressed down firmly on the triangle button that Julian had wanted to press so badly.

As he pressed the button, arrows started blinking. A clicking sound echoed inside the car.

“Whoa, what is thi… ah, okay. I won’t talk. I’ll shut my mouth.”

As soon as he spat out the word “Whoa,” a spiteful gaze followed immediately. Reciting the “No ‘Whoa’, no ‘What is this’, no admiration” clause to himself, he tightly shut his mouth.

Gong Siyoung, who stared at Julian for a long time, slowly pulled something out of his pocket. He brought a black, rectangular machine to his ear and spat out some words.

“Yeah, hyung. I’m at the entrance now. Where should I go?”

Was it like a communication tool? It certainly looked smaller and more convenient than that. Seeing as he couldn’t feel any mana, was it a machine?

Truly, this world was overflowing with all sorts of machines. Furthermore, everything was simple, pleasant, and efficient.

I want to take a look just once. What is that? What on earth is it? I want to touch it. Julian’s eyes sparkled brightly.

“…Uh, okay. Then I’ll go that way.”

Gong Siyoung, having ended the call, shoved the cell phone into his pocket. Avoiding Julian, who was looking at him with a burdensome gaze, he rubbed his forehead.

“You know the person we met yesterday, right? He says he’s waiting for you in the lobby.”

He stepped outside first. Julian quickly got out of the car so as not to be left behind.

Stepping outside, he could finally feel the scale of the building anew. How on earth did they build this? What would they do if a monster came out? No, was this a place where there was no need for such worries?

“Move quickly, quickly.”

While he was looking around, his steps naturally slowed down. He ran to Gong Siyoung’s side with short steps. Unable to wait even for that moment, the scolding followed.

“There are a hell of a lot of people here, you know? If you lose your way while looking around like that, what kind of hardship would I have to go through to find you? Get your head in the game. Yes?”

“Okay, okay. Should we hold hands?”

Julian didn’t want to get lost after coming all this way either. Because mana was scarce, he couldn’t easily use magic, and he didn’t have a single cent. If he lost Gong Siyoung too, he would literally be a beggar.

He chuckled and firmly grasped Siyoung’s hand.

“I’ll be good, so don’t be angry. Okay?”

As if soothing a sulky Kkambi, Julian fidgeted with his hand, squeezing it. The sensation, larger and firmer than expected, wasn’t bad at all.

Gong Siyoung’s eye twitched. With his earlobes turning strangely red, he whipped his head away.

“Just follow quietly.”

“Of course, of course. I’m following you.”

He thought they would go to the entrance, but Gong Siyoung turned in a completely different direction. As they circled the building toward the back, there were definitely fewer people coming and going than before.

The people passing by here and there opened their eyes wide upon discovering Gong Siyoung. No one acted like they knew him or spoke to him, but unless one was a fool, it was impossible not to notice him. Gazes were increasingly drawn to them.

Sounds like “Is that Gong Siyoung?” or “Heck, it’s Gong Siyoung!” reached Julian’s ears. Occasionally, unknown words like “He’s freaking handsome” or “That’s insane” were mixed in.

The realization that Gong Siyoung was a famous person washed over him anew.

Well, it made sense. If he’s an S-rank Hunter, it would be a feeling like a Sword Master or a 9th Circle mage. Then it was natural for him to be famous.

Even looking only at the Empire, there was no citizen who didn’t know the names of the five Sword Masters.

‘Since he’s said to be Sword Master class… it’s a bit strange.’

He had been captured by Gong Siyoung, and he had thought back then that he shouldn’t mess around, but if you asked if he was so afraid of him that he felt a wall… honestly, that wasn’t the case.

Julian had never fought a Sword Master, but he was someone who had witnessed them fighting quite often.

Sword Masters are those who make one’s skin crawl down to the toes just by watching from the side. If one had ever seen the mana forged upon a sword even once, it was natural to hold one’s breath due to instinctive intimidation.

However, Gong Siyoung was… well. Was he at that level? He hadn’t fought him properly yet, and outside the Dungeon, mana was scarce, so there was no chance to feel anything.

And above all…

‘Is it because his face is cute?’

Compared to the rugged Sword Master old men, Gong Siyoung was like a peeled egg. He was smooth and squeaky-clean, overflowing with charm.

Because the corners of his eyes were upturned and his hair was black, Kkambi’s face kept overlapping.

Because he had that face, even when he got angry, he looked cute rather than scary. He seemed a bit young, too. And the mole on his cheek was charming.

“But I have something I’m curious about.”

“What is it now?”

Even while grumbling, he answered every time Julian asked, so how could he not be cute? Julian suppressed a laugh and squeezed his hand.

“Do you happen to have a lover?”

At that moment, Gong Siyoung came to a dead stop. His eyes trembled as he turned his head creakily.

“Wha… why, why are you asking that? What, why are you cu, curious about that kind of thing?!”

“I just asked.”

Does there have to be a reason to ask? I just asked because it came to mind. Julian shrugged his shoulders.

“You look like someone who would have a lover.”

Come to think of it, did Kkambi have a mate? Even though I adored him, I never bothered with a cat’s private life, so I don’t know.

Since he was the type to speak whatever came to mind originally, there really was no special meaning.

“Can I ask your age?”

“…Why, why are you curious about that?”

Gong Siyoung asked back while slightly pulling his hand away. At the distancing body heat, Julian sensed that something had gone wrong. Did he not like talking about this?

“Just… since we’re also at the stage of having slept together? I thought it would be good to know.”

He would have to leech off him for the time being, and since things had turned out like this, he wanted to know about Gong Siyoung properly. That way, he wouldn’t do things the other person disliked and could live while being loved.

He couldn’t openly say, “I’m going to stick a straw in you because I’m a beggar.” Julian wrapped it up nicely, beating around the bush as much as possible.

“I’m very interested in you, you see.”

He smiled broadly and grabbed the hand he had lost.

One must absolutely act affectionately toward a benefactor, naturally.

∞ ∞ ∞

‘Crazy… crazy crazy crazy!’

Danger signals rang out beep-beep inside Gong Siyoung’s head. That guy was crazy. He was definitely a perverted psycho.

Otherwise, why on earth would he ask such a thing? Why does it matter whether I have a lover or not? If I don’t, then what, what is he going to do?

The hand that was grasped stubbornly showed no sign of letting go until the end. Even saying he was holding hands because he might get lost felt like an excuse.

No, it was definitely an excuse. It’s a strategy to engage in physical contact surreptitiously like that. Gong Siyoung’s fingertips trembled.

‘If I don’t have a lover, then what, is he saying he’ll date me or what?’

There was no way he’d have something like a lover. It sounded good to be called an S-rank Hunter and have a hundred-million-won annual salary, but in the end, it was an avoided profession.

Love was a luxury for a freelancer whose life might be lost at any moment and whose work-life balance was destroyed.

Whether it was dawn or night, if a Gate opened, Gong Siyoung was the one whose name was called as the number one priority. Once entering a Dungeon, it was common for it to take as long as several months until it was cleared.

Even a love of a thousand years couldn’t withstand long distances. His lover would disappear for months without a promise of return; how could that be easy?

Of course, he had never dated, nor did he have the desire to!

He had never even thought about a lover. He didn’t feel the necessity. He Awakened as a Hunter at age fifteen, and after that, he had been busy running raids continuously.

He had never met anyone and had never liked anyone. But hearing a question like “Do you have a lover?” right in front of his nose, his mind momentarily went blank.

Should I have one? Should I have had one? Is a lover like some kind of essential personnel? Amidst the confusion, Julian dropped the second bomb.

“Since we’re also at the stage of having slept together?”

Crazy! You crazy bastard! Crazy, crazy!

What kind of crazy person would mention getting a good night’s sleep separately in the same house like that!

His tone was impious. Once he put on colored glasses, even his gaze looked impious. No, Julian as a whole just felt like an extremely lewd and impious existence.

“We go this way, right?”

Leading the confused Gong Siyoung, Julian pulled his hand as if it were nothing.

Before he knew it, the glass doors leading to the lobby of the Management Bureau were visible. On the opposite side, Gong Sijin discovered the two and waved his hand. Leaving Julian, who was waving back, Siyoung whipped his hand away.

“I’ll be going first.”

He turned his body without even listening to a greeting. His heart was thumping. Siyoung glanced down at his hand.

Perhaps because he had been holding it continuously, his fingertips were red. Shaking off his thoughts, he squeezed his fist tight.

“…We’re people who won’t see each other again anyway.”

Right, there was no reason to see that kind of perverted, crazy, psycho bastard again. Gong Siyoung took deep breaths while pushing down his startled heart.

To have a safe breakup with that madman, he should first take care of the sword left behind in the Dungeon.

With the mindset of the one who tied the knot having to untie it, he would give what needed to be given without any lingering feelings and part ways without regrets. As strangers forever!

I can do it, I’ll try it. Gong Siyoung’s eyes shone with determination.