Welcome to Dungeon Hotel Chapter 243

237. Immortal Sword

 

This time, it was Aunt Misoon who grabbed Han Woohyun by the collar. 

 

Dad spoke to Aunt Misoon, who was lifting Han Woohyun with one hand, as if in disbelief. 

 

“No, why are you stepping out? I’m just staying still.” 

 

“There’s something annoying about him being embarrassed!” 

 

“….”

 

Seeing Dad’s expression shift to a reluctant nod of agreement, Minhyuk stepped in from the side. 

 

“Don’t you dare lay a finger on the Hanwoon Guild’s assets.” 

 

It was clear that he was treating Han Woohyun as an ‘object,’ but Aunt Misoon put Han Woohyun down as if she was shocked after hearing Uncle Minhyuk’s words. 

 

Han Woohyun landed lightly on the floor, as if he was used to it. 

 

“Wow? They broke up because Han Woohyun cheated on her. But you’re defending Han Woohyun in this situation?” 

 

“Do you really think that makes sense…?” 

 

“That was a misunderstanding. I’m sorry!” 

 

I quickly shouted towards Aunt Misoon and stood next to Han Woohyun. 

 

“I thought you would know… um… that was just a lie I made out of frustration…” 

 

At that moment, Han Woohyun cut me off and came in.

 

“It’s not a complete lie. I did something wrong.”

 

“?”

 

Why is he like this?

 

I looked at Han Woohyun with a puzzled expression. However, he was only looking at Aunt Misoon. 

 

“I didn’t behave properly. I’m lacking in confidence and I’m just a worthless guy.”

 

“If you haven’t been able to conduct yourself properly, then in the end, isn’t that all the same?” 

 

Aunt scratched her ear in disbelief and scrunched up her face.

 

“Anyway, it’s because of your mistake that the two of us ended up in this situation. Our Junghyo is someone you shouldn’t dare to treat that way. Whether it’s you or that other guy, you shouldn’t just hurt people and walk away like that.” 

 

As she said “whether it’s you or that guy,” Aunt Misoon’s gaze shifted back and forth between Dad and Han Woohyun. 

 

At Aunt Misoon’s scolding, Dad looked a bit sullen. 

 

‘I’m fine, though.’

 

But Aunt Misoon looked as if she was the one who wasn’t okay. 

 

“You two don’t know. Our Junghyo, my child, how she’s been doing. Only Junsoo, me, and Han Minhyuk know.” 

 

I thought I had been doing well in my own way, but perhaps that wasn’t how Aunt saw it.

 

In fact, I was mostly okay.

 

It was just that sometimes, very rarely, I felt like things weren’t okay. 

 

‘You must be feeling good. Isn’t your dad a national hero or something… I heard he got a good pension and all.’

 

Even when I was doing well, there were days when I suddenly collapsed because of a word thrown out without any ill intention. 

 

But a broken heart doesn’t go anywhere, it’s still there.

 

Just like rebuilding a fallen tower, I had been carefully reconstructing my feelings step by step. 

 

Just as Aunt Misoon had taught me, everything can be achieved by slowly assembling it according to the instructions. 

 

I thought I had successfully assembled my heart each time thanks to Aunt Misoon, and I believed no one had noticed. 

 

My throat got stuck when I realized that Aunt had actually been watching me fall apart. 

 

It seemed like Dad, Uncle Minhyuk, and Aunt Heeyoung had the same thoughts. 

 

Everyone was quiet.

 

Surprisingly, the one who spoke in that silence was Han Woohyun.

 

“I’ll start to understand from now on. I’ll learn about the wounds in Junghyo’s heart, and I’ll work on it.” 

 

“…!”

 

It was unexpected.

 

I don’t think that’s something Han Woohyun would say in this situation.

 

If it were the usual Han Woohyun, he would have probably withdrawn at this point, considering various circumstances. 

 

I looked up at Han Woohyun’s determined side profile.

 

It was the first time.

 

The moment when there was no sign of resignation on Han Woohyun’s face. 

 

Whenever the moment came for him to confess his feelings, the emotion that most often filled his face was resignation. 

 

Today—

 

“Can’t I?”

 

“…W, why are you asking me that? That is…” 

 

At Han Woohyun’s momentum, Aunt Mi-soon momentarily looked at me in surprise. Then Han Woohyun turned to me and asked. 

 

“Can’t I?”

 

Without realizing it, I held my breath. This time, the emotion that filled Han Woohyun’s eyes was just one. 

 

I know what to call it. 

 

So, instead of answering Han Woohyun’s question, I instinctively averted my gaze and lowered my head. 

 

Then Han Woohyun gently cupped my cheek and lifted my face slightly.  

 

“…Please tell me it will be okay…”

 

Tell me you’ll let me know you. 

 

I understood the meaning of those words and looked into Han Woohyun’s eyes. 

 

‘Affection.’

 

I was looking straight into Han Woohyun’s eyes, which were filled only with affection, respect, and admiration. 

 

I had never seen anyone reveal their affection for others so transparently. 

 

No, no.

 

‘Love me, Junghyo.’

 

Han Woohyun was always that kind of person. Every moment, he expressed his feelings through his gaze, gestures, and words, as if bursting forth with his heart. 

 

However, this time, the hesitation that was always mixed with his sincerity completely disappeared. 

 

And then his eyes, his gestures, and his words became crazy and direct. 

 

Like a bomb.

 

I had no idea when this crazy bomb had been detonated. 

 

But I didn’t know how to avoid this bomb-like feeling. 

 

So I nodded.

 

A smile spread across Han Woohyun’s face.

 

“Thank you.” 

 

What are you thankful for?

 

With a face flushed bright red, I turned Han Woohyun’s head with my hand. 

 

Meanwhile, Dad muttered after seeing my face.

 

“Junghyo… making that kind of expression…! Our Junghyo…!” 

 

At that moment,

 

A message arrived on my phone. 

 

Aunt Mikyung.

 

I think you’ll be able to contact Kim Junsoo.

 

Tell him that if he doesn’t come in today, he won’t be able to come in for the rest of his life.

 

Please let everyone know that Kim Junsoo is sorry for causing trouble. 

 

I can’t stand irresponsible men who cause trouble everywhere.

 

….!

 

As expected, Aunt Mikyung is not ordinary…!

 

“Ha… I got a message from Aunt.” 

 

I frowned slightly and showed the message to everyone.

 

Then everyone had similar expressions as me.

 

‘I’m screwed’ expressions. 

 

“Oh dear. Marrying Mikyung was the greatest achievement of Kim Junsoo’s life.” 

 

“Is it more than becoming the president of the association?”

 

“Secretary Myunghan didn’t know. I told you that it was Mikyung who brought Kim Junsoo back to his senses.” 

 

“As expected, the goddess of the art school, Cheon Mikyung.” 

 

“She has it all, except her eye for men.” 

 

“Hey, you can’t say that! Why on earth did you fight with Kim Junsoo?! You home-wrecker!” 

 

My expression became mysterious as everyone said something. 

 

‘No. No, that’s not it. In a way, this is…’

 

Is this an opportunity?

 

I raised my head with that thought.

 

“A family-wrecker…”

 

And as I watched Aunt Misoon repeating those words, I activated my ‘Mind Communication’ skill.

 

At the same time, a window appeared.

 

 

The ‘regular guest’ is feeling guilty. 

 

The ‘regular guest’ glares at the accomplice. 

 

At the same time, Aunt Misoon looked somewhere. 

 

Only then did I begin to picture the situation to some extent.

 

* * *

 

“Sniff…”

 

At the sound of sniffing, the captain, who was making the dipping sauce, asked a man in his early thirties sitting across from him. 

 

“Isn’t the sunset so beautiful that it makes you cry?”

 

“Yes?”

 

“That’s right. This is the sunset that takes away people’s souls.”

 

At the words of the captain of this ship, the village chief, Kim Junsoo raised his head and looked around. 

 

The sky dyed in bright red and the waves reflecting the light really seemed determined to take people’s souls away.

 

Kim Junsoo stared at the scenery with tearful eyes and opened his mouth without realizing it. 

 

“That’s…true.” 

 

“When you see a sunset, who do you think of first? If the first person that comes to mind is someone you love, it’s proof of happiness. If it’s someone you dislike, it’s proof of loneliness. That’s how it is.”

 

“….”

 

Kim Junsoo pouted at those words and burrowed deep into the blanket that the village chief had given him. 

 

Right now, the first two people that came to Kim Junsoo’s mind were both of them. 

 

Someone he loves but hates.

 

‘You ignorant engineer! I’m cutting ties with you from now on! I’ll never see you again for the rest of my life!’

 

He shouted that at Hwang Misoon and turned to leave down the alley. 

 

Cutting ties? It was the first time he had ever spoken such words. 

 

Since the time he first met Hwang Misoon during the great disaster over 20 years ago. 

 

‘Wow, are you David Carpet? The one who cursed at me and ran away?’

 

At that time, Hwang Misoon’s name was “Angelina Jol-X Goodjob.” 

 

She was the opponent he met in a game, where they exchanged pleasantries about their parents before deciding to meet in reality. 

 

And he happened to meet that opponent outside the game on the very day the great disaster began. 

 

At that time, ‘David Carpet,’ Kim Junsoo, was on his motorcycle, ready to break through the gate that had appeared near the back gate of Seoyeon University while delivering food from a Chinese restaurant. Hwang Mi-soon approached him and said, 

 

‘Hey, get off that motorcycle.’

 

‘I have someone I need to look for. Let’s settle things tomorrow. If we’re both still alive by then.’

 

Ignoring his words, Hwang Misoon pointed to a nearby industrial complex and said. 

 

‘Do you think you can get past those monsters on that motorcycle? Let’s attach something in front and back.’

 

Yeah. That’s when it all started. 

 

The fact that “David Carpet” and “Angelina Jol-X Goodjob,” who had been exchanging pleasantries about their parents, became a team to deal with the monsters was… 

 

The two soon realized that unique abilities were emerging in the ruined world, and they also discovered that it happened to be each other who possessed those powers. 

 

That’s why the two were able to survive tomorrow, and the tomorrow of that tomorrow, and the tomorrow of that tomorrow’s tomorrow. 

 

Surviving—

 

David Carpet

 

I can’t play the game for a while because of the twins. Can you take care of my account for just a month while Mikyung prepares for the exhibition? 

 

Angelina Jol-X Goodjob

 

Okay. Can I take the golden box item draw instead?

 

David Carpet

 

Sure. Just leave the ‘Immortal Sword’ if it comes out.

 

Angelina Jol-X Goodjob

 

Okay.

 

They no longer asked about each other’s parents and transformed into close friends who shared accounts and supported each other’s ranks.

 

A month after Cheon Mikyung’s exhibition ended.

 

Until Kim Junsoo found out that Hwang Misoon had sold the “Immortal Sword” she obtained while playing on his account at his request… 

 

“Wow… You sold the ‘Immortal Sword’? Sold it? You didn’t even bind it to your account, and you sold it?! Sold it?! Hwang Misoooon!”

 

Upon realizing that, Kim Junsoo felt a sense of betrayal as if the sky had fallen. 

 

But the real betrayal didn’t end there.

 

“Th-That’s… Han Minhyuk told me to sell it to him. Minhyuk started playing the game recently and said that gear is important. I’ll draw it again for you. No, I’ll craft it! I’ll change my class to blacksmith and…” 

 

Shit.

 

Why are you selling that to Han Minhyuk?

 

This is selling our friendship of over 20 years to Han Minhyuk! 

 

“You ignorant engineer! I’m cutting ties with you from now on! I’ll never see you again for the rest of my life!”

 

That’s how it ended.

 

Kim Junsoo was greatly disappointed with Hwang Misoon, who could only respond that she sold it thinking of Minhyuk without any proper excuse, and he immediately left the dungeon hotel. 

 

However, he couldn’t go far since Junghyo hadn’t returned yet. 

 

He turned off all his location-tracking devices and wandered aimlessly along the beach when he met the village chief.

 

“Hey, the pride of this whole country! Aren’t you the S-class Hunter Association president?!” 

 

The village chief approached him as if he was happy to see him and suggested that he go fishing on a boat. 

 

‘Real estate agent, village chief, ship captain… just how many jobs does he have…?’

 

Kim Junsoo, who had nowhere to go, readily accepted the village chief’s offer, and so he was now on this boat. 

 

Looking at the sunset, he thought of the stupid Hwang Misoon. 

 

‘What are you doing…’

 

Kim Junsoo became more and more gloomy. 

 

It was obvious that Hwang Misoon probably didn’t even know why he was upset. 

 

That engineer, who thought the world was made up of just 0s and 1s, didn’t know how to empathize with others’ emotions.

 

This isn’t just a money issue.

 

Ha…

 

In fact, Hwang Misoon was always troubled by money issues. 

 

That engineer was only good at crafting items; his sense of financial responsibility was practically zero. 

 

Until now, Misoon’s assistant, Lim Sehwan, had been handling the finances for Misoon’s workshop. But ever since Sehwan started managing the pop-up store, it wasn’t the first time Junsoo had seen Hwang Misoon selling off game items to cover financial gaps. 

 

So this time, there must have been a hole in her finances.

 

That cunning Han Minhyuk must have taken advantage of that gap. 

 

‘But then you should have told me first…! You’ve always discussed money issues with me!’

 

Kim Junsoo was the most upset about that. 

 

Why let Han Minhyuk buy that item first? 

 

Why did she tell her worries to Han Minhyuk instead of me? 

 

He wanted to argue, but what could he say to a machine that didn’t know emotions?

 

When he turned on his second phone while sighing,

 

There was a text message.

 

The only person who knew this number was Junghyo.

 

Our Junghyo>_<

 

(Capture image)

 

There was a shocking message written there.

 

Mikyung said that if you don’t come home by tonight, he won’t be able to come home for the rest of his life! 

 

As soon as Kim Junsoo confirmed that, he received this message.

 

Our Junghyo>_<

 

Do you really think Aunt Misoon accepted Uncle Minhyuk’s offer just for the money? If that’s not the case, wouldn’t you be curious?

 

…!

 

Our Junghyo>_<

 

There might be more ‘secrets’ between the two of them?

 

Secrets?

 

Are the two of them secretly getting close without meeee?!

 

“Captain! No, village chief! Back! Go back! Reverse, reverse~!” 

 

Kim Junsoo held his cell phone and shouted urgently to the village chief.