Welcome to Dungeon Hotel Chapter 119

115. Special Neighborhood Meeting

 

Bihyeong paid the accommodation fee when checking out.

 

The accommodation fee was a debt I was carrying.

 

When I touched the fan, the facility management window appeared.

 

Goblin Bat (EX)

 

—All terrain features except water and mountains can be changed within the dungeon.

 

—! WARNING ! This can result in enormous mana consumption.

 

…?

 

EX-Class?

 

What is this!

 

It’s an amazing item! 

 

On the subject that isn’t even an S-Class monster. 

 

My eyes widened and I saw the goblin.

 

“Are you really giving this to me?”

 

“Yeah! In return, you’ll keep your promise to give me a free reservation, right?”

 

Bihyeong grinned and held out his hand. 

 

I placed the ten reservation tickets I had prepared in advance into his hand.

 

Even though ten reservation tickets are quite expensive, it is not a waste of money at all.

 

Bihyeong smiled as he put in his reservation ticket. 

 

“Next time, I will come with the face you want. Whatever face you want.”

 

I just wish you wouldn’t come. 

 

I couldn’t say that, so I gave a business-like greeting to Bihyeong, gave Gildal a reservation ticket, and the two people…No, I saw the two goblins off.

 

“Please go back carefully, guests.”

 

It’s a relief. 

 

If the place was full of other reservation guests at this time, I think I would have cried.

 

With that in mind, I sent Gildal and Bihyeong away.

 

I think I would have cried if this place was full of other reservation guests at this time.

 

With that in mind, I sent Gildal and Bihyeong away.

 

Bihyeong stood in front of the revolving door until the end and smiled, his bright yellow eyes flashing.

 

“Let’s play again next time! I’ll prepare the next bet!”

 

No, please don’t prepare it.

 

After Bihyeong disappeared like that, I felt exhausted. 

 

“Phew, we have a really difficult time with these guests.”

 

The manager seemed to have similar thoughts.

 

Still, I was able to win the game thanks to the manager’s bold investments and her appearance as a master of riddles.

 

“Thank you.”

 

“No. I’m fine, but after the goblin customer showed you something earlier, your complexion…”

 

The manager looked at my face with a worried expression.

 

It seemed like the manager didn’t see what Bihyeong showed me earlier.

 

“My complexion?” 

 

“Yes. You look pale and you seem to be sweating a little.”

 

The manager put her hand on my forehead and said, ‘Excuse me for a moment.’

 

Huh. It’s cold. 

 

I shrugged my shoulders at the cold feeling coming from the manager’s hand.

 

“Why are your hands so cold?”

 

When I asked, the manager’s expression was mysterious.

 

“….?”

 

Ah.

 

The manager’s hands aren’t cold.

 

My forehead was hot.

 

* * *

 

Yeongchunjang, the boss is not here today! Don’t ask!

 

Minok, the beauty salon owner’s younger sister, arrived at the coffee shop today to drink black coffee with her own sweetened sugar, but her throat was itchy because the boss wasn’t there.

 

But the guest, who was already on the first floor of the coffee shop, asked the manager what she wanted to ask. 

 

“Where did the boss go? I want to drink coffee from the boss here?”

 

The manager, or rather the daughter of the Yonggung Sashimi restaurant, answered with a sigh, as if she were tired of the question.

 

“She wasn’t feeling well, so she went to the town hospital to get medical fluids. So can you stop looking for the boss now? The coffee is just brewed by me using beans roasted by our boss.”

 

“Is she really sick? How much does it hurt? Still, it tastes a little different from the coffee I drink? Where is the hospital? I was thinking of sending her some delicious soup.” 

 

The guests reacted to the hotel owner’s illness as if they were the ones who were ill.

 

The owner of the hotel, who had been running the hotel well for several months with almost no days off, is sick.

 

What on earth is going on?

 

Minok became a little sullen as she remembered the face of the boss, who had always asked, ‘Is it black too today?’ with a sweet and kind face. 

 

The coffee, which always boasted the best taste, today felt sour and bland.

 

Of course, coming to this coffee shop was a good thing because she didn’t have to listen to her older sister’s nagging, but the coffee the boss gave her was really different.

 

It seems like time stops for her when she sits here and drinks coffee.

 

A cup of coffee makes the stuffy seascape of Kangchon feel like the beachside scenery of LA, and Yeongchunjang feels like a boutique in Cheongdam-dong.

 

The boss’s great service was the highlight that made the coffee she drank remarkable.

 

The air-like service that always watches Minok from afar without disturbing her thoughts, brings her napkins when she needs them, and draws curtains on the window when she gets dazzled.

 

A service that seems like it exists like air, but if it really doesn’t exist, it’s a big problem.

 

Minok still had a drop of coffee on her table, but she clicked her tongue inside as she looked at Miyeon who didn’t move. 

 

‘Ha… This is why there needs to be a boss. That was a service only available at luxury hotels in Dubai!’ 

 

Minok, feeling sorry for herself, took a napkin from the bar and wiped her table.

 

And then she finished her coffee and got up. 

 

After the brief relaxation she enjoyed over coffee, the sight of the small shops at sunset felt somehow more than usual. 

 

Barbershop. Industrial sector. Supermarket.

 

Ah, really. It doesn’t have a good atmosphere. 

 

Usually, when she came back from drinking coffee on the first floor of the hotel, she was so absorbed in the atmosphere that she ook light steps on her way home, but not today.

 

It was at a time when Minok was trudging along, feeling even more exhausted.

 

Someone walked from far away.

 

Thud! Thud! Thud!

 

Even though she can’t see the loud footsteps, she knows who it is.

 

“Hey! You!”

 

Minok’s older sister was the owner of the beauty salon.

 

“…W, why!” 

 

Minok didn’t do anything wrong, but she was scared and didn’t know what to do when her sister called her that.

 

“What! Why am I being scolded again!? It’s not me, really!” 

 

“What is not you?” 

 

“I don’t know what it is, but it’s not!”

 

“What are you talking about…?”

 

Kangok, the owner of the beauty salon, stood in front of Minok, tilting her head. 

 

“I was going to ask you if you heard anything? The hotel owner didn’t come to the coffee shop yesterday or today. What is it? When I listened to people at the merchant association, they said she was moving to Jeongcheon-gun because business wasn’t doing well here?” 

“Huh…?”

 

For a moment, she was relieved that she wasn’t going to get scolded. 

 

Minok was shocked by Kangok’s next words. 

 

“Branch in Jeongcheon-gun…!?” 

 

“Yeah. That’s why she went to Jeongcheon-gun at the end of last year! Ugh. That’s why I tell merchants’ association people to get some coffee and drink it! It looks like the one coffee shop we had in Yeongchun-myeon is disappearing. It looks like it’s going to disappear!”

 

“B, but she didn’t say that…?” 

 

Minok muttered with a confused look on her face.

 

“The hotel owner was very nice to me, but she didn’t even tell me that?” 

 

“Ah, really. Was Yeongchunjang only nice to you? She was kind here and there. She’s tired of everyone just receiving service and not doing anything right!” 

 

“…!” 

 

Minok’s face turned pale.

 

And early that day, a special neighborhood meeting was held in Byeolgok-ri, Yeongchun-myeon. 

 

The moderator of the largest ever neighborhood meeting, in which 80 out of 200 residents participated, was the head of the village. 

 

“…Isn’t there something wrong with this…? I think we gathered more people than the last time we talked about attracting a membership resort business to Byeolgok-ri…?”

 

“Yeongchunjang is more important than the membership resort business right now! It’s the only coffee shop in Byeolgok-ri, no, or Yeongchun-myeon?”

 

“If you go to Yeongchun-myeon, there are two coffee shops, right?”

 

“Can you compare that to the coffee that Yeongchunjang gave you?! Also, people who fish from far away often come to drink coffee these days?” 

 

“…That’s right.” 

 

The head of the village began to read the special agenda of the neighborhood meeting in a stern voice.

 

This was today’s special agenda.

 

How not to lose Yeongchunjang to Jeongcheon-gun?

 

* * *

 

“Kyuung… (Boss… If you sleep more, your fever will rise more.)”

 

“Kyu… (She’s not dead, right?)”

 

No. You punk. 

 

I woke up to the attack of a rabbit and a retriever licking my face.

 

It’s already dark outside. Did I sleep for a whole day?

 

Following the manager’s strong advice, I decided to take the day off after having a mild fever yesterday.

 

Although I’m not an S-Class Hunter, I’m now closer to a B-Class hunter.

 

I couldn’t figure out why I suddenly felt sick.

 

If I were to guess the reason…

 

‘Junghyo-ya. happy birthday.’ 

 

That I saw my Dad. 

 

In fact, it would be a lie if I said there was no mental damage. 

 

Aunt Heeyoung is looking for Dad, and she believes that he fell through a dimensional gap. 

 

Maybe Aunt Heeyoung follows a strange religion, or maybe she’s a bad person. Her faith could be a lie, or it could all be a trap—.

 

‘I’m starting to look forward to it for no reason.’

 

I’m going crazy, really.

 

It’s so hard to control my racing heart.

 

What would I do if my expectations turned out to be false? 

 

One of the phrases I really hate is ‘I can’t control my feeling’…my heart really doesn’t work the way I want it to right now. 

 

The hypothesis that boiling expectations and the anxiety brought about by those expectations collided within me and lowered my immunity seemed to be the most credible.

 

The problem was that this fever that my immune system caused wasn’t going away as quickly as I thought it would.

 

When I woke up the next morning, I went from ‘I have a slight fever?’ to feeling like I was carrying a fireball on my forehead.

 

I wasn’t sure if it was due to a mental problem or if my immune cells were working hard to match the changes in my body after becoming an awakened person, so I decided to just get some rest. 

 

The manager, who heard my decision, must have thought this was the right time and immediately moved me to the second floor of Yonggung Sashimi Restaurant. 

 

“Why… do I have to do this?”

 

“Why? If you stay at the hotel and another guest comes, you’ll rush out right away. I know everything.”

 

Isn’t that obvious? 

 

I’m a B-class awakened person, so I won’t die from a fever like this, but the guests who come to our hotel could die without the hotel?

 

As if reading my thoughts, Miyeon clicked her tongue. 

 

“This is why… we are moving it.”

 

Tsk. You know me so well. 

 

Anyway, thanks to that, I was able to rest without moving.

 

Since I had accommodations at work, I didn’t feel like I was resting when I slept.

 

Ah, that’s right. 

 

Still, in the meantime, I took the quest hint with me.

 

That strange quest that the status window gave me while saying ‘Happy Birthday’.

 

When I looked at the desk drawer, a window called ‘!’ appeared, so I opened the drawer and found this.

 

Compass to find what you want (A)

 

—Shows what you want to find the most.

 

—Can be used once a day

 

I forgot to put this compass in a drawer the last time I saw it because it was full of question marks.

 

Of course, I tried to use it right away now that the question mark was gone, but the lid still wouldn’t open.

 

Maybe it’s because there’s nothing I want to find the most right now.

 

So does this mean I have to make myself want to find something in order to complete this quest?

 

‘I’m embarrassed.’

 

The rewards change suddenly, and the status window looks suspicious, so I really want to complete this quest right away.

 

The hotel invitation ticket will also be given as a reward.

 

Why did it come up later?

 

I don’t think it will be very different from a reservation ticket if it’s an invitation ticket to the Yeongchun Hotel. 

 

‘Ugh… The more I think about it, the more heat rises in my head.’

 

I crawled over and drank the barley tea from the kettle.

 

Thankfully, it was prepared by the president of the women’s association.

 

My cell phone was ringing next to the barley tea kettle.

 

The cell phone is probably full of messages from the head of the women’s association, who went to some kind of special neighborhood meeting… and from Baby Junghyo’s fans.

 

Because it was my birthday yesterday.

 

I did reply the first time yesterday, but I don’t know if I answered properly because I fell asleep right away. 

 

I didn’t want to make them worry, but I couldn’t focus on opening my phone, so I crawled back under the blanket.

 

‘Medicine… I need medicine… I’m a little hungry…’

 

If I go down to the first floor, there will be porridge that the head of the women’s association made, but it was a pain to go down there.

 

I fumbled in my pocket and took out the compass, and I opened the lid again as if it were a habit.

 

Tik.

 

“….?”

 

The lid was opened.

 

What is this? 

 

Why all of a sudden?