Welcome to Dungeon Hotel Chapter 155

151. Full booking

 

When I arrived at Pyeongchang-dong in Han Woohyun’s car, Dad was already standing in front of the house. 

 

Dad almost pulled Han Woohyun out of the driver’s seat with his eyes.

 

I’ve felt this for a while, but Dad still sees me as a 10-year-old kid. 

 

So, it’s probably difficult for him to ever accept my boyfriend. 

 

“Why are you still with Junghyo at this hour?! And at home?!”

 

“…It’s 7pm now, Dad.”

 

“Junghyo, is everything okay? Are you alright?”

 

Dad urgently grabbed my shoulder.

 

Rather, the problem is that nothing is happening.

 

I… should either completely destroy those baby Junghyo fans. 

 

But what was more urgent than that was calming down Dad who was on the verge of going crazy. 

 

Dad grabbed Han Woohyun by the collar, his face contorted with agitation.

 

“You…! What on earth is your intention!”

 

“….” 

 

Han Woohyun had a resigned expression once again.

 

“Aren’t your intentions impure!”

 

It was then. A familiar car stopped in front of us with a bright light.

 

The person who got out of the car was Uncle Minhyuk, dressed in a suit. As soon as he saw Dad, he wrinkled his face and approached with wide strides. 

 

“What are you doing?”

 

“It’s none of your business. I have something to discuss with this guy one-on-one.”

 

Uncle said it with a different smile than usual. 

 

“You’re telling me it’s none of my business when you’re in front of my house, grabbing the neck of one of my guild members?”  

 

“…What?” 

 

Dad frowned. Fortunately, Han Woohyun took advantage of Dad’s strength and became free. 

 

“Han Woohyun is from my guild. I’ve been keeping him for the past two years.”

 

“Then you knew too, didn’t you? The two… the two…!”

 

Dad alternately pointed at me and Han Woohyun, his face inexplicably turning red as if he were about to explode.

 

I didn’t know what to say, so I decided to stay still for now.

 

“Both of them are adults. If they want to date, our job is to support them. And don’t forget, you’re not in your 30s anymore; you’re in your 50s now, Lee Semyung.”

 

Uncle Minhyuk clicked his tongue as if he were pathetic and gestured to us.

 

“Come on in. Even Hunter Han Woohyun can have tea before he leaves.” 

 

It was the first invitation. 

 

Han Woohyun and I exchanged silent glances. 

 

Regardless of the relationship between the two, it was very nice to see Uncle Minhyuk becoming generous to Han Woohyun. 

 

“That’s enough. Why did Junghyo go in there?” 

 

For some reason, Dad said bluntly and held my hand. 

 

Ah… that’s… uhm… 

 

I hesitated and spoke to Dad.

 

“I don’t have a separate place to stay in Seoul… So, whenever I come to Seoul, I stay in my room in the annex.”

 

Dad’s face distorted at my words.

 

“Your…room? Why do you have a room here?”

 

“This is Junghyo’s house. It’s been like that for the past 15 years, and it’s still like that now.”

 

Uncle narrowed his eyes, looked at Dad, and then opened the front door. 

 

At the same time as the sound, a window appeared in front of me.

 

Skill: Mind Communication (B) is activated.

 

‘Han Minhyuk (Potential Guest)’ smiles inwardly, feeling like a winner.

 

‘Lee Semyung (Potential Guest)’ is feeling deeply defeated and discouraged.

 

It was a window no different from a notification that the relationship between the two had worsened.

 

* * *

 

“Is this your room?”

 

After looking at the room where my high school books and clothes were still there, Dad stood awkwardly outside the room and asked. 

 

“Mhm. Is it okay?” 

 

“Oh… it’s fine.” 

 

Dad looked at the threshold as if it were a high hurdle and then crossed it.

 

“I cleaned up the guest room, but are you really going to sleep here?” 

 

As Dad cautiously entered the room, Aunt approached from behind with a blanket and asked. 

 

Dad, who had no place to sleep in Seoul, decided to sleep here.

 

Although their relationship was getting worse, Uncle didn’t seem to have any intention to kick Dad out, especially since Dad hadn’t even booked a hotel room and he was famous. 

 

In any case, if Dad were kicked out, I was planning to take him to our hotel at least, so it’s fortunate.

 

“Ah, yes.” 

 

Dad took the blanket from Aunt and stood in the room with a regretful look on his face. 

 

It seems he’s worried about sleeping in the same room with his grown-up daughter after all.

 

I watched silently as Dad couldn’t seem to take his eyes off the graduation photo on the desk, then I asked. 

 

“Dad, do you want to sleep in bed?”

 

“No, no, it’s fine. I… I’m used to sleeping on the floor.”

 

Thinking of a dungeon reminiscent of 19th-century England shrouded in smog, it was only natural.

 

In that place for so long…

 

I clenched my fists.

 

However, Dad casually laid the blanket on the floor and sat on the desk chair, as if it were no big deal. 

 

Then he hesitated and spoke in a subdued voice.

 

“I came to Seoul early because I was worried. Junsoo said that your former company spread the video of you.” 

 

“Ah, that thing.” 

 

I answered with a slightly embarrassed face.

 

“That place was a bit unusual.”

 

“It was unusual… wasn’t it?”

 

Dad wrinkled his face.

 

Ah. 

 

Now that I think about it, Dad doesn’t know.

 

It was only then that I felt it.

 

The fact that there’s been fifteen years between Dad and me. 

 

The fact that many things have to be explained again.

 

“This kind of thing happens sometimes. Even back in middle and high school, there were kids who took pictures of me and posted them on the internet sometimes…” 

 

Although I said it was sometimes, it actually happened at least once every time the class changed.

 

Even if they didn’t post pictures, there were more kids who posted eyewitness accounts and things like that.

 

“Posting someone else’s picture without permission? Then shouldn’t we punish those guys right away?”

 

Dad said he wanted to go find those guys right away, but to me, it was already a thing of the past.

 

“It’s in the past.”

 

When I thought about that time, I couldn’t help but laugh.

 

I remember how when something like that happened, not only Uncle Minhyuk, but also Uncle Junsoo and Aunt Misoon would get so angry that they would stay up all night to hunt down the perpetrator of the illegal filming and come to the school to help take care of the matter.

 

‘Hey. Can’t you, being an S-Class IT hunter and all, track an IP address quickly?

 

‘S-Class IT…? It’s an S-class production line, you brat! And this isn’t something easy for individuals to do, you know…? Especially for someone who doesn’t even know the C programming language!” 

 

‘The world is not made of 0 and 1, this is IT…! 

 

Aunt Misoon is looking at her laptop, and Uncle Junsoo is urging her on from behind. 

 

‘…Both of you are being noisy. Shut up, Junghyo is sleeping.’

 

‘Yes.’

 

‘Yes.’

 

Even Uncle Minhyuk, who was worried I might not fall asleep. 

 

I think there were days when the situation was even childishly funny.

 

“Why are you laughing?”

 

“Just… thinking back, I feel like Uncles and Aunt were going through a lot because of me. I feel sorry and grateful… Every time that happened, Uncle Minhyuk came to school and helped with the situation. Even Aunt Misoon helped trace the person who uploaded it by hacking the server.” 

 

“Did Han Minhyuk go to school in person?” 

 

Dad said it as if he were surprised.

 

Indeed. At first, it was really strange when Uncle Minhyuk showed up at the elementary school classroom.

 

It was so out of place to see him holding my shoe bag while wearing a suit without a speck of dust on it.

 

“Mhm, whenever something like that happened, he used to escort me to and from the classroom for about a week.” 

 

Dad’s expression became mysterious at my words.

 

It’s like… 

 

It seems like jealousy?

 

As I looked at Dad’s expression, Junsoo’s words came to mind. 

 

‘Isn’t it because he feels like he’s losing the person he raised so much love for?’ 

 

Uncle Junsoo was saying this about Uncle Minhyuk. 

 

But what if that also applies to my Dad? 

 

To be precise, could it be that Dad’s sense of indebtedness over the past 15 years has changed in the opposite direction towards Uncle Minhyuk? 

 

Startled, I looked at Dad. 

 

“So, Junsoo resolved the company issue too?”

 

“Mhm. Because I’m a hunter belonging to the association.” 

 

“You should call me.” 

 

Dad said it with a bitter face.

 

“Dad was in America. And the Hunter Management Act… was enacted after Dad disappeared.” 

 

I almost said ‘after Dad died’ without even realizing it. 

 

At that time, I thought Dad was dead.

 

And in fact, Dad’s death had a significant impact on the Hunter Management Act and the Association.

 

I felt more certain after speaking with a lawyer today.

 

“Did the company matters get resolved well?”

 

“Hmm. We decided not to care whether the company went bankrupt or not. It seems like a place that should disappear, no matter how you look at it. Woohyun also said so.” 

 

‘If we don’t properly show that making money by selling other people’s stories is wrong, there may be other victims.’

 

It was the advice of Han Woohyun, who had suffered from rumors, so it felt like it touched me.

 

Yeah. I can’t stand by when there are victims like me, like Han Woohyun, coming forward again.

 

I decided not to withdraw the lawsuit.

 

I could see Dad flinching at the word ‘Woohyun’. 

 

“Han Woohyun… He said the right thing.”

 

“Right. It seems like it.”

 

Dad was fiddling with the edge of the desk for no reason before opening his mouth. 

 

“Then… you quit the company last year. Because of me.”

 

There was deep regret in Dad’s voice.  

 

But I didn’t feel such strong emotions about the past events anymore.

 

“It wasn’t just because of Dad. I hated being wasted in a place like that. I endured it for a year because it was almost the only company that could make use of my major, but it didn’t seem worth it in the end.”

 

“Major?”

 

It seemed that the 15 years had indeed been long, judging by how much there was to explain all over again.

 

“I majored in psychology. I chose it because I wanted to understand other people’s minds, but when I actually went there, I realized that our school was closer to cognitive psychology. Still, I went back to engineering school because science suited me well, and when I graduated, I decided to pursue a career in UI design, but it didn’t work out.” 

 

“So, your original passion wasn’t hotel management, but something else. You left the company because of me, and if you want to rediscover what you truly want to do, I’ll help. Is UI design what you like? If that’s the case…” 

 

“It was something I liked.”

 

I said firmly.

 

Only then did I realize that the conversation was going wrong.

 

For the past 15 years, Dad has been trying to resolve ‘things that happened because of him.’ 

 

To somehow make up for the loss I felt because Dad wasn’t there. It’s a characteristic Dad-like behavior driven by a strong sense of responsibility.

 

But the present is not a result of the past.

 

Even if someone else experiences the same thing I did, they’ll inevitably be a different person. 

 

So, the person I am today may have been influenced by things in the past, but in the end, it was just a choice I made.

 

“Dad, I love working at the hotel now. I like Han Woohyun too.” 

 

The decision was mine, influenced by hotel management, my feelings for Han Woohyun, and even the impact of Dad who was once an S-Class hunter.

 

If Dad hadn’t gone missing, I might not have pursued a career in hotel management or met Han Woohyun, but—

 

Such an assumption is useless in the first place.

 

“Also… Uncle Minhyuk is like family to me now…”

 

Uncle Minhyuk is also like that.

 

If Dad were here, maybe Uncle Minhyuk wouldn’t have become like family to me. 

 

But Uncle is already like my family. 

 

I can’t turn it back, and I don’t want to turn it back.

 

“That’s who I am now. So I hope Dad understands and supports that.” 

 

“….!” 

 

Dad looked at me with a stunned expression, as if he had been hit on the back of his head. 

 

A heavy silence fell between us.

 

Dad remained silent, lost in thought, but I could tell.

 

‘Lee Semyung (Potential Guest)’ feels disappointed.

 

 

That Dad is a little disappointed. 

 

‘But that’s what I had to say.’ 

 

Dad looked at me with an embarrassed smile.

 

“I understand what you’re saying. Yeah, I’ll think about it, even if it’s not possible right away. You’re an adult now, after all. You’ve grown up…”

 

Dad picked up the blanket he had left on the floor, put it under his side, and scratched his head.

 

“As expected, I guess it was too much to sleep in my grown-up daughter’s room.”

 

It was that moment.

 

‘Lee Semyung (Potential Guest)’ is free from debt.

 

The window opened as Dad’s face relaxed.

 

Just when I was a little relieved, my cell phone rang.

 

It was the manager.

 

“….?” 

 

Dad handed me the phone, which was closer to him, and said.

 

“Feel free to make a call.”

 

It seemed like he knew it was about work.

 

And the next moment, I answered the phone and had no choice but to get up from my seat due to the urgent voice.

 

– Yeongchunjang! It’s me, the head of the women’s association! We’re in big trouble… … What should I do! Our Miyeon collapsed! Oh my, Miyeon…We called 119 immediately, and they came, but they’re saying Miyeon is a hunter and that we should contact a designated hunter hospital. What on earth is going on?

 

At the same time, a window appeared before my eyes.

 

For the first time, all rooms have been fully booked, activating the hotel’s reputation system.

 

To check the reputation system, check the status window.

 

…? 

 

The unexpected quest ‘Popular Hotel Management’ has arrived. Would you like to confirm?

 

Y/N

 

….?!