Welcome to Dungeon Hotel Chapter 272

266. Thank you for being born. 

 

System

 

So you’re asking if it’s possible to check if Moon Heeyoung is being tracked in real-time? 

 

Administrator

 

Yeah. 

 

System

 

Now, your answers are strangely short?

 

Tsk.

 

She noticed.

 

I answered after slaying one more giant spider. 

 

Administrator 

 

I’m always grateful, Alex.

 

System

 

You have no idea how hard it really is for me…

 

Administrator 

 

I know, I know.

 

I broke down the front door of the convenience store, which was blocked by spider webs, and then stared at the window with Alex.

 

I had stopped by the convenience store because I needed some ingredients. 

But as I continued this conversation, I started to wonder if Moon Heeyoung might show up in the circuit at any moment.

 

Administrator

 

You said that last time, right? This world, no matter how I look at it, seems a bit strange. You mentioned that the mana flowing here is similar to inside the hotel. Do you know what that means? 

 

System

 

Oh, that…

 

Alex hesitated for a moment before answering.

 

System

 

It’s still just a guess, so it’s hard to say for sure, but it seems like there is mana in this world similar to that of the Grey Hotel. Could it be because of the Gyeongseong Hotel? 

 

I thought about Alex’s words as I grabbed whatever I could from the shelves, stuffing things like Choco Pie and strawberry pound cake into my shopping basket. 

 

Administrator

 

Because it’s the same hotel?

 

System

 

That’s right. Gyeongseong Hotel was originally a place with strong mana, like a portal to another world, and with you, who held the power of a hotel owner, awakening that power, it started to flow a mana similar to the Grey family’s. But, of course, it’s just a guess.

 

The Gyeongseong Hotel was originally a place where strong mana existed, huh?

 

A place with strong mana and a portal to another world.

 

As far as I know, there are only three places like that on Earth.

 

Gate, dungeon, and—

 

‘Yeongchun Hotel.’

 

It would be great if we could verify whether a dungeon or gate appeared on the Gyeongseong Hotel site in the original Earth, but that’s impossible right now.

 

However, the most likely explanation right now is that it was a location where a gate or dungeon could have occurred. 

 

Administrator

 

Even if it was a gate or dungeon creation site, it’s safe now, right?

 

System

 

Of course. Right now, it’s the only place in this world that I can control perfectly. 

 

Oh, and…

 

And? 

 

System

 

Whatever it is, the mana here is more useful than I thought. I’m planning to cause a little bug like last time, so level up faster.

 

Administrator

 

Level up?

 

It’s following the stars of the hotel, then. 

 

I frowned.

 

Leaving Han Woohyun with the baby Junghyo fans did increase the hotel satisfaction, but Han Woohyun’s own rating didn’t go up at all. 

 

The young Han Woohyun, whether in a panic or something else, hasn’t even come out of the room, so there’s no room to receive other guests. 

 

System

 

Try it. It would be best if you do it by tomorrow.

 

However, knowing the usefulness of the “bug” that Alex was talking about, it was a proposal that was hard to refuse.

 

It didn’t seem possible to raise the terrifying satisfaction level of 1,700 in one day.  

 

Administrator

 

I’ll try it.

 

It was then. 

 

Kim Junsoo, making a rumbling sound as he approached the back door of the convenience store, called out to me. 

 

“Boss! Did you find everything?”

 

After being scolded by me over the Han Woohyun issue, thankfully, his address switched back from “noona” to “boss.” 

 

It never made sense for him to call me “noona” in the first place. 

 

“Yes. I found it.”

 

I loaded the snack boxes filled to the brim into the backseat of Kim Junsoo’s car and climbed in myself. 

 

Kim Junsoo asked me with a somewhat suspicious look in his eyes.  

 

“Do you really think a kid could come out of something like that? It seems… kind of simple.” 

 

“It’s not simple.”

 

I said firmly.

 

“Parenting is also a matter of item.”

 

“That item is Choco Pie…?”

 

What’s wrong with Choco Pie?

 

“Let’s go for now.”

 

I don’t really know either.

 

This was something the parenting expert, Hunter ‘Kang Miyeon’, told me.  

 

* * *

 

When we arrived at the Gyeongseong Hotel, the long standoff was still continuing. 

 

The guest in Room 204, the young Han Woohyun, was still not coming out of his room, and Hunter Kang Miyeon was educating the culprits who had caused this situation. 

 

“Did you make sure to put that machine away properly, Hunter Hwang Misoon…?”

 

“Yes? Ah, yes.” 

 

Hwang Misoon, under Kang Miyeon’s sharp gaze, awkwardly shoved the robot’s leg into the cloth she hadn’t fully covered.

 

“Children like storybooks, and the law book is not a storybook. Hunter Han Minhyuk.” 

 

Of course, the teaching became a bit more lenient in front of the handsome man.

 

Manager Kang Miyeon spoke in a gentle voice in front of Han Minhyuk.

 

“But the law book is also interesting…”

 

Of course, it was helpless in front of the nonsense.

 

“Should I throw away the interesting law book?”

 

“No.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Kang Miyeon, satisfied with Han Minhyuk’s obedient response, gently put down the law book she had been holding. 

 

It wasn’t much different from how she looked when she was training the employees.

 

Although I thought it might be a bit much since they were guests, there was no change in the satisfaction level. Hwang Misoon and Kim Junsoo had casually gotten jobs as “delivery workers,” a position unnecessary for the hotel, and Han Minhyuk was somewhere between a guest and a part-time worker, so I just left it as it was. 

 

I also thought that education was necessary.

 

The door to room 204 had been tightly closed ever since I returned from Gangwon-do.

 

Since it was just past lunch at that time, it was almost like not having eaten anything until dinner.

 

It might have been understandable, given that the child was in a situation where he could be deeply shocked—.

 

0

 

I was nervous.

 

It wasn’t a negative satisfaction level like others, nor was it a positive, just 0.

 

The number placed near the location of room 204 subtly nudged my heart.

 

What do you mean by 0? 

 

It feels so much like Han Woohyun.

 

That was the first time I saw Han Woohyun.

 

When I saw that guy’s bloody face.

 

When that guy quickly ran away from me.

 

That guy’s eyes were like that.

 

It was like his emotions were blocked by a huge wall, and his eyes revealed nothing.

 

It felt so sad and pitiful.

 

I felt like I was looking at those eyes right now.

 

‘That’s a bigger problem than satisfaction.’

 

I thought that as I poured a bunch of Choco Pies from the steel bag onto the table in front of the scolding Hwang Misoon and Han Minhyuk.

 

“I brought what you said.”

 

Geumdong’s eyes widened as he saw the Choco Pies pouring out.

 

“It’s snacks, snacks~”

 

“Oh. I’m going to give these to the guests.”

 

Geumdong flinched as his hand was slapped and replied glumly.

 

“It’s just a snack…”

 

Seeing Geumdong like that, Han Minhyuk said in disbelief.

 

“Are you really saying those two have been working as hoteliers together from the start?” 

 

“Yes. They used to work together when this was a hotel, then they worked elsewhere for a while, and now they’ve come back.” 

 

I had made it clear to Han Minhyuk that I was the granddaughter of the founder of this hotel.

 

Of course, I didn’t think Han Minhyuk would easily accept it like Kim Junsoo or Hwang Misoon, so I had already taken down the photo from the front and kept it along with the photos that came out from under the bed. 

 

As I gathered those photos together, they began to play like a video.

 

—Welcome to Jemulpo. My name is…

 

—Even decent men find it dangerous to walk around late at night with foreign missionaries. For women, it’s even worse.

 

—Coréen.

 

—You should go back. There’s no need for someone like you to endure humiliation here…

 

—How dare the official poison the emperor’s tea… 

 

—Given the current situation of our country, which is like a candle in the wind, how could I leave this place? 

 

—In our liberated country… 

 

—Let’s meet again.

 

Countless faces came to mind and disappeared.

 

The only person who kept appearing in it was Juliette Delphie, the French woman I had seen in the photo. 

 

The woman, at times amazed, happy, sad, and occasionally solemn, gradually transformed over time. Her expressions slowly faded away, and her face became like a withered tree, devoid of emotion. 

 

In that place where emotions disappeared, only a promise remained.

 

She took off the long coat she was wearing and gave it to someone’s stone tomb without a mound.

 

—Come back when your country is liberated.

 

It was Korean.

 

It seems that the reason the French woman ended up helping the independence movement in her body lies with the owner of that grave.

 

And… 

 

—How about turning that house into a hotel so that the person waiting can return? 

 

 

A man with red hair approached Juliette and spoke to her. 

 

His face was partially obscured by a deep fedora, but even if he were Western, the intense red of his hair gave him a peculiar, almost unsettling vibe.

 

—I’ll wait for you here.

 

Perhaps influenced by the man, Juliette converted the townhouse into a hotel, gradually aging as she continued to support the independence movement from within its walls. 

 

The video ended with Juliette Delphie gazing at the photo, reminiscing about memories in the attic. 

 

Her final moments seemed to be spent waiting for someone who would never return, no matter how long she waited.

 

“Even after it turned into a Chinese restaurant, we still meet here. It’s more solid than I thought… “

 

It was when Han Minhyuk was about to continue speaking, as if trying to figure something out. 

 

“First, let’s melt the Choco Pie. There’s a microwave, right?”

 

The manager interrupted.

 

I immediately followed the manager into the kitchen, carrying the box full of snacks.

 

The manager lowered her voice as soon as we entered the kitchen and asked me.

 

“That boy up there, is it him?”

 

I nodded. It meant that it was Han Woohyun.

 

The manager said with a slightly complicated expression. 

 

“I heard he seems to have gone through quite a lot, and it’s his birthday today, so it doesn’t feel right. Thinking of Hyeyu and Hyejin makes it worse. I’ll try to make this really well!” 

 

The manager began making a “Choco Pie cake,” something she had made before because the kids had wanted to try it. 

 

Geumdong and I diligently followed the manager’s instructions, opening the Choco Pie bags and melting them with milk.    

 

Once the dense batter combined about ten Choco Pies, the manager shaped it into a proper form. 

 

“Let’s go with a teddy bear. Any kid younger than elementary school age needs a teddy bear shape. If it’s too complicated, they won’t recognize it.” 

 

I nodded at the quite professional voice.

 

* * *

 

Han Woohyun, after being refused when he tried to take Han Minhyuk back, headed up to the penthouse. 

 

In the penthouse, his already intoxicated teammates were waiting for him.

 

“Team Leader, aren’t you coming in today?” 

 

“….?”

 

“I saw everything—you went out with a really pretty woman.”

 

For some reason, one of the drunken teammates muttered with anger on his face.

 

The ‘really pretty woman’ was actually a former classmate whose name Han Woohyun couldn’t even remember, but of course, he interpreted it this way. 

 

“….”

 

He was talking about Junghyo. 

 

Seeing the slight upward curve of his lips, his teammates felt even greater resentment bubbling inside them. 

 

Most of them were in their 20s or 30s.

 

At an age when they should have been busy with their love lives, most of them were instead stuck in a team overwhelmed with raids, spending yet another Christmas as singles. 

 

They felt a subtle sense of relief along with worry until Han Woohyun walked around with his face that was all pale. 

 

Yeah. He could get dumped with that face. 

 

In reality, he hadn’t been dumped, but they naturally assumed that Han Woohyun had gone through a devastating heartbreak.

 

However, before long, posts praising Han Woohyun’s ‘desolate charm’ started appearing within the guild, admiring even his gaunt appearance. As a result, their sense of relief was cut in half. 

 

And then one day, Han Woohyun’s face started to shine again, and their sense of relief was halved again. 

 

His face was a rare face that was evaluated as ‘beautiful’ among the faces with masculinity.

 

It was not known whether it was because of the boyish eyes or the statuesque proportions of his body and face.

 

That is why they all quickly realized reality when they saw his face regaining its beauty.

 

With that face, it wouldn’t hurt to get kicked out.

 

And today, upon seeing the female classmate trailing after Han Woohyun all day, everyone confirmed that their assumptions had been correct. 

 

Among those who shared such thoughts was Kang Sojin, who had recently broken up with her boyfriend.  

 

“…A really bad person.”

 

Han Woohyun looked down at Kang Sojin, whose face was flushed, without giving an answer.

 

He then motioned to the other team members around him to get rid of Kang Sojin.

 

Since they were all hunters, there was little difference in strength between men and women, so there was no special consideration given to women.

 

But Kang Sojin was also inconsiderate. She kicked away the body of the hunter who was trying to surround her and shouted in anger. 

 

“Is this really okay?! You were dating the Guild Leader’s daughter?! Right here?! Going on a date with another woman?! And you’re even wearing a couple rings!” 

 

When Kang Sojin pointed at his finger, Han Woohyun flinched and stepped back. On his hand was the ring he had exchanged with Junghyo earlier. 

 

He put his hand in his pocket vaguely, but he absolutely didn’t take the ring off. 

 

He had no intention of taking it off.

 

But what does it mean that he dated another woman in the first place?

 

Just as Han Woohyun was wondering,

 

“What? That rumor was true?!”

 

The team member who had been speaking rudely earlier suddenly stood up.

 

“Yes, I even know who the Guild Leader’s daughter is! She’s not actually his real daughter! She…!”

 

It was then. 

 

Boom!

 

Someone came in as if they were going to rip the door open.

 

“All the pride of our Korean hunter world is here for Christmas! Let’s all light candles together!”

 

The person in question was none other than Kim Junsoo, who, for some reason, was breaking out in a cold sweat behind them. 

 

In Kim Junsoo’s hands was a squashed cake with several nearly extinguished candles stuck into it. 

 

As everyone looked at Kim Junsoo with puzzled expressions, he gritted his teeth and forced a smile.

 

“Hurry…?” 

 

“Yes? Yes!” 

 

“Ah, yes!”

 

Everyone who knew the charismatic nature hidden behind the guild master’s usual sly smile gathered around Kim Junsoo. 

 

It was the moment when they all blew out the candles.

 

Han Woohyun’s face crumpled.

 

—Happy birthday…

 

Unknown memories flashed through his mind.

 

A chocolate cake shaped like a bear, a happy birthday song, and—

 

—Thank you for being born.

 

 

A kind face with pitch-black eyes.

 

It was a face he had never forgotten, even in his dreams, but that face shouldn’t be in his memories, so it looked strange, like a photo with only the face forcibly photoshopped onto an unsuitable background. 

 

However, that memory passed him by in an instant, and when he came to his senses a little, Kim Junsoo was close to him and whispering this.

 

“Do you remember anything…?”