Welcome to Dungeon Hotel Chapter 269

263. Stay Together

 

Finally, it’s a 3-star hotel. 

 

Not only did the number of guest rooms increase, but the effectiveness of housekeeping also improved. 

 

To the point where it could rival a hospital run by healers. 

 

‘At this level, treating the injured won’t be a problem.’

 

And most importantly. 

 

‘The number of dispatchable staff has increased.’

 

I thought about who to call in my head.

 

It didn’t take long to decide. There was only one answer. 

 

‘Manager.’

 

As I thought about calling the manager, the system loading window popped up.

 

After a short loading time, the manager appeared in the lounge.

 

“Boss…?” 

 

The manager looked at me with a puzzled face.

 

“I’ve been looking for you since I couldn’t see you earlier—where exactly is this place?” 

 

The manager asked a question similar to Geumdong’s, and I convinced her in much the same way. 

 

The manager, perhaps due to her experience with running such bizarre hotels, quickly understood, almost as fast as a spirit would. 

 

“I see.” 

 

Moreover, her response was concise.

 

“Any more questions?”

 

“Hmm… I don’t think so… Ah, so does that mean I need to increase the satisfaction here to find a way out?”

 

A way out.

 

“You can get out with the master key.”

 

I looked at the master key.

 

This is a lie.

 

Now, I can’t go back to Yeongchun Hotel with this key. However, I can send the dispatched employees back.

 

But I couldn’t say that because the manager would be worried if I said I couldn’t get out.

 

“That’s a relief. I was worried because Guest Han Minhyuk was looking for you so much.” 

 

“Me?” 

 

I thought about Uncle Han Minhyuk, who was resting in the guest room right now. 

 

There were two Uncle Minhyuk, so I was going crazy.

 

“Yes. He said some strange things.” 

 

Uncle Minhyuk isn’t the type to say strange things for no reason, though? 

 

I don’t know if it’s Uncle Junsoo. 

 

“He said to ask you when you arrive, boss.” 

 

The manager hesitated, not knowing how strange the words were.

 

“Who was your first love…?”

 

 “….?”

 

I couldn’t make any expression at the unexpected question and just sat there.

 

“He probably thought that was him… and Master Misoon kept teasing him about it.”  

 

I realized it then.

 

What Uncle Minhyuk said, ‘Who is your first love?’

 

Could it be related to the fact that I told Han Minhyuk in this world that my first love was him? 

 

If so…?

 

Hotel Owner

 

Was the synchronization not just about lives but also memories?

 

 

My fist clenched on its own.

 

Demon King

 

(Absent)

 

You’re talking like you’re absent…! 

 

I wanted to grab the Demon King’s collar right away, but since the manager was looking at me with a puzzled expression, I gave a simple answer.

 

“I’ll tell you the answer to that question myself when I’m done here.”

 

“Ah, yes.”

 

The manager’s face became much more relaxed.

 

“Um… But if the goal is to find the Hunter Moon Heeyoung and Lee Semyung in this world, can’t you just use the ‘Forced Reservation’ skill?” 

 

And then a question came in carefully.

 

For hoteliers, ‘forced reservation’ is a fraudulent skill.

 

I didn’t think about it.

 

I also dispatched the manager because of the forced reservation.

 

However, the problem with the Forced Reservation is the backlash when forcibly calling someone who is in a situation where a reservation is not possible. 

 

‘The Demon King must have already figured that out.’

 

“That seems dangerous right now. The reason I called the manager is different.”

 

“Yes.”

 

The manager placed her hands on her hips and waited for my next words with a serious expression. 

 

The manager, a C-rank hunter in the apocalypse world, was indeed quite a useful person. 

 

“Please solicit customers.”

 

But this is what came out of my mouth.

 

“Yes?”

 

“I will soon be escorting Guest Han Minhyuk to the embassy. In the meantime, please bring in some guests. We need to level up the hotel.” 

 

I realized this after becoming a 3-star hotel.

 

Since the hotel became a 3-star hotel, inside the hotel, my body feels oddly light, and I can sense that my mana has become stronger. 

 

Just like Yeongchun Hotel, every time Gyeongseong Hotel levels up, it synchronizes with my strength.

 

But the problem is that this hotel can be made into a 5-star hotel, right?

 

What this means is that if I turn myself into a 5-star within this place, I will actually become stronger than usual. 

 

In other words, here too, I become stronger as the guests are satisfied with the hotel’s service.

 

* * *

 

The next day.

 

A vague time between lunch and dinner.

 

We had to leave before the sun set, so Geumdong prepared an early dinner for Uncle Minhyuk.

 

The menu consisted of chive egg soup made by putting frozen chives and eggs into a pot, sprinkling some pepper, and drizzling a little sesame oil, along with some dried side dishes and warm rice.

 

Since it was not a mealtime and Uncle didn’t like heavy meals, I chose the menu.

 

If it were normal, various food reviews would have come up as mind communication, but Uncle’s mind communication as he drank the chive egg soup didn’t say anything.

 

Uncle finished the meal without a word and showed his gratitude to me.

 

“It was delicious. Thank you.”

 

Aunt Misoon led Uncle and me to the van with an uneasy expression on her face. 

 

Uncle Junsoo greeted us with a face still showing traces of lingering resentment, barely even bothering to properly say goodbye. 

 

Aunt Misoon skillfully started the van and then looked at Uncle Minhyuk, speaking to him. 

 

“This.”

 

Aunt Misoon handed him a folding umbrella. 

 

Uncle Minhyuk took the umbrella with a puzzled expression. 

 

“Open it. Aim at the empty space over there.”

 

The moment Uncle Minhyuk opened the umbrella at Aunt Misoon’s words.

 

The umbrella grew enormously as a harpoon was fired from the tip of the umbrella, forming a solid defense barrier.

 

“….!”

 

While Uncle Minhyuk was still flustered, Aunt Misoon taught him how to fold the umbrella and said,  

 

“Kim Junsoo and I caught some nearby bugs and made that with them overnight.”

 

Han Minhyuk’s expression didn’t change even once while looking at the folded umbrella.

 

He didn’t seem to be emotionally disturbed at first glance—

 

The ‘potential customer’ was very touched!

 

The ‘potential customer’ was obsessed with wanting to become friends with the two.

 

So that’s not true. 

 

Since reaching a satisfaction level of 1,000, Uncle Minhyuk’s heart seemed to have become soft and tender. 

 

However, Hwang Misoon didn’t know what Minhyuk was thinking and just saw his expressionless face, so she added bluntly.

 

“Why are you making that expression? I’m not giving it to you because you’re pretty. I’m giving it to you because our boss said you’re ‘a person she cares about, you punk.” 

 

“….” 

 

“Our boss unnie is the one who saved both me and Kim Junsoo. She’s an amazing person. Since you’re someone she cares about, you need to pull yourself together and make sure you survive, don’t you think?” 

 

Han Minhyuk nodded at Hwang Misoon’s words this time.

 

Then he looked straight into Hwang Misoon’s eyes and said.

  

“Thank you. You make sure to survive as well. Please tell Kim Junsoo I’m grateful too.”

 

“….!” 

 

Hwang Misoon stood there dumbfounded at Han Minhyuk’s greeting. 

 

Han Minhyuk opened the car door as if he had no more time to delay.

 

“I’ll drive.”

 

I got into the driver’s seat.

 

After confirming that Han Minhyuk had gotten into the passenger seat, I took the map of Uncle Junsoo from Aunt Misoon’s hand. 

 

The map showed the shopping district on the way from the embassy.

 

“I’ll pick up a lot of ingredients on the way back after dropping you off.”

 

It was true that we were short on ingredients.

 

We needed more ingredients to serve more customers with a variety of menus.

 

“…O, okay…” 

 

Aunt Misoon waved her hand with a still shocked expression, and I stepped on the accelerator. 

 

A hazy fog rolled in. 

 

As my vision gradually adjusted to the fog, I started noticing huge flying insects attached to the sides of various commercial buildings. 

 

I slowed down as much as possible and moved carefully between them with my lights off.

 

This time, I couldn’t encounter any gangsters eyeing the car. 

 

They had already become food for the insects or had found a safe house like us and were inside. 

 

When I arrived at the American embassy so carefully.

 

The road wasn’t blocked, and it took 20 minutes.  

 

I was being cautious, afraid that I might lose the van by having unnecessary clashes with the monsters.

 

I approached the embassy building very slowly, as it was covered in thick fog.

 

There would be US Marines inside the embassy and police officers outside, so I was worried that I would be mistaken for someone and get shot. 

 

But something was strange.

 

The car slowly approached the American embassy, ​​but my vision didn’t clear up. The building was still hazy.

 

“….!”

 

Only after the car got closer to the embassy did both I and the old man realize.

 

The problem wasn’t that the view wasn’t clear.

 

A ‘Smog Spider Queen (B)’ appeared in front of you!  

 

The entire building was wrapped in spider webs.

 

As the car approached, the back of the building was slightly visible, and there was a monster much larger than a C-rank Smog Spider, embracing the building.

 

The monster was carrying a huge egg sac on its back and slowly crawling toward the front of the building—

 

Whoosh—.

 

In an instant, the monster’s egg sac burst, and from it, numerous baby spiders began to crawl out.

 

A ‘Baby Smog Spider (D)’ appeared in front of you!

 

A ‘Baby Smog Spider (D)’ appeared in front of you!

 

A ‘Baby Smog Spider (D)’ appeared in front of you!

 

“I’ll turn the car around.”

 

Kiiiek!

 

The tires squealed as I turned the car.

 

I heard the sound of the van jolting, but I didn’t stop. 

 

Instead, I handed the map to Uncle Minhyuk and told him to guide us to the Yongsan U.S. military base.

 

“Left!” 

 

Kiiiiek!

 

When a baby spider appeared in front of me, I immediately turned and turned.

 

“Ten o’clock at the roundabout!”

 

Kiiiek—!

 

I slowed down and even bounced off the baby spiders when they clung to the back of the van.

 

The reason the van was able to withstand all of this was simple.

 

The tires and engine of this van were also replaced by Aunt Misoon.

 

“Where did you learn to drive?”

 

Oh, and my driving skills improved after I got my own car.

 

Uncle Junsoo and Aunt Heeyeong, who enjoyed speed, also taught me how to handle it.

 

Kiiiiek!

 

I said as I reversed to shake off the baby spider that was stuck behind.

 

“I learned it from my acquaintances in case I need it when I pick up guests.”

 

“Do hoteliers need to drift when they pick up guests?”

 

Uncle muttered with a puzzled look on his face.

 

I answered as I always did.

 

“Hoteliers are inherently dangerous jobs.”

 

* * *

 

We entered Itaewon. We had almost shaken off the baby spiders.

 

As the Yongsan base came into view in the distance, Uncle Minhyuk released the grip he had tightly held on to.

 

We had come back a little bit while shaking off the spiders, and we were passing the road in front of the National Museum of Korea. 

 

On the side of the road, a yellow bus was standing there, emitting a thick cloud of smoke.

 

It seemed like a group of students had come for a field trip, and there had been an accident.’

 

Both Uncle Minhyuk and I frowned. However, I tried my best not to worry about it.

 

The more I got caught up in what was happening here, the more my mind seemed to become worn out.

 

The things happening here had actually already happened.

 

The more I was shaken by the deaths of people, the more I felt like I was confirming how weak humans are in the face of disaster, just as the Demon King said.

 

“Let’s go out and check for a moment.”

 

But surprisingly, Uncle told me to stop the car.

 

I glanced at Uncle and stopped the car. 

 

My head was thinking about what the monster that came out of Yongsan was.

 

Still, since Yongsan wasn’t the place where the initial disaster’s fanbase had been active, nothing came to mind.

 

However, when I got out of the car, I realized that I didn’t need to worry about that.

 

There was a large gate on the street in front of the National Museum.

 

The gate, which seemed like it would suck everything in like a wormhole, was quiet as if it had already spit out many monsters that would suck people’s lives.

 

‘The sudden gate has opened.’

 

Inside the yellow bus, there were only a few belongings that seemed to belong to the driver, who was no longer breathing, and some children. 

 

I could guess what happened to the children.

 

“They must have been hiding nearby.”

 

Uncle Minhyuk looked at me with a shaken face.

 

He had a face that seemed to expect an answer. I had no choice but to nod.

 

Uncle looked at me with a face slowly hardening with despair, and then asked with a stiff expression.

 

“Do you want to go with me?”

 

“Yes?”

 

“I can help you find a seat on the plane.”

 

Uncle, no, the young Han Minhyuk’s eyes quietly gazed at me.

 

“You don’t think it’s justice to die here like a dog.”

 

Those words.

 

Wasn’t that what Uncle had said to Dad?

 

The words that told me to run away.

 

I only then realized. What I had to say to Uncle. 

 

Stay with me. Stay and save people together.

 

Uncle is saying that because he wants to hear those words from me.

20 years ago, when I said those words to Dad, in the end, Dad decided not to go, and Uncle stayed behind to protect Korea with him. 

 

At that time, I just thought that he had no choice but to stay in Korea for Dad but now that I look at his face, I can see that it wasn’t true. 

 

He wanted to stay in Korea.

 

He wanted to stay and save people.

 

But he needed an excuse to do so, so he was acting all hypocritical and looking at me like that.

 

So—.

 

It was then.

 

“…P, please… save me…”  

 

A small voice was heard from somewhere.