I’m Sorry, but It’s Because I’m an Ordinary Person

The two of them stomped their feet nervously even when I said I would leave what I bought at home. It’s not like I said I wouldn’t go. I said I’d go a little later, so why are they like this?

 

Did the guild leader say he would eat them if they can’t bring me to Daybreak?

 

I firmly ignored the two people who offered to buy me dinner and tofu, as well as a mart and a soybean paste stew restaurant (!).

 

I mean, how can you spend money like that just because you make a lot from doing Hunter’s work? You don’t know what will happen in your old age, so you should save for then whenever possible.

 

It’s kind of hard to say this to people older than me, but those two seem to be wasting a lot of money. Or are they enjoying it hard and fast because they don’t know when they’ll die as a Hunter?

 

Then I have nothing to say.

 

“Mom, I’m going somewhere for a minute.”

 

“Where to?”

 

“Daybreak Guild.”

 

The two people who were older than the number of eggs in a carton were still waiting for me.

 

I left the front door without listening to my surprised mom but stepped back when she told me to wear a hat because I hadn’t washed my hair and it look greasy.

 

God, I went outside without a hat on. How tragic.

 

How did this happen? When I was in high school, I even brought along snacks I had forgotten about.

 

Time is a scary thing. High school days were good times. I just study without any worries. But I won’t go back to that time even if someone lets me.

 

Leaving the CSAT aside, if I go back, then I’ll have to see the gate open again.

 

We remember the past because it cannot be changed. If the past becomes the future again, it can no longer remain as a memory because someday, it will be the present that must be preserved or changed.

 

I came out of the apartment wearing a slightly stained pink cap that I always wore.

 

The two people who were restless like dogs waiting for their owner came to me.

 

“We’ve been waiting for you, Miss Hunter! Let’s go!”

 

“Stop making her flustered, you idiot. Come here, Miss Hunter. I brought a car.”

 

Busan Milk, holding the car key, got into an expensive-looking car. It was a supercar that looked like a toy, its appearance was unusual.

 

“Actually, this is our guild leader’s car, but I borrowed and dragged it out to serve you.”

 

There was a smooth greyish gloss on the outside of the car.

 

It isn’t a car that would be in this neighborhood at first glance. Why did you bring such a car to such a shabby place?

 

I was silent as I looked at the classy car.

 

“Yeri is better at driving than I am, so I’ll head back first. Then I’ll see you later, Miss Hunter,” said Choco Milk with a light wave of his hand. The ring of Daybreak Guil perched on his right thumb shone under the twilight.

 

Then Choco Milk disappeared in a flash.

 

“It’s a ring that can move the holder to the guild office. You can get reimbursed if you come to Daybreak Guild, Miss Hunter.” She, who had been smiling ever since I came out, touched hers.

 

I hesitated for a moment while looking at the car that didn’t look like I was in the class to ride, but then I got in at her urging.

 

How much is this?

 

The car moved smoothly as if it wasn’t about looking expensive.  On the other hand, I stiffened because of the sudden opportunity to ride in a foreign car.

 

The piercings on my ears cost tens of billions per piece right now, but it doesn’t feel like my money because I used it from my Finger Technique account.

 

I can’t get used to the money I took out of that bank account because I only used it for items worth tens of billions or health supplements I bought for the madam of my house. All the health supplements that I presented to the madam as filial piety after tricking her into thinking they were ordinary red ginseng were grown wild inside gates and they had a lot of zeros attached behind them.

 

That’s why I can’t believe I’m experiencing this ordinary and popular luxury right now. Oh, my god. Oh, my god.

 

Busan Milk, who drove the supercar casually, kept glancing at me as if it was bothering her that I was so intimidated.

 

I blinked at her, thinking about what I should say, and spoke after deciding, “Miss Hunter, can you just borrow the guild leader’s car?”

 

“This car? It’s only about 3 billion won. I don’t buy this kind foreign car because I don’t need it, but I can afford this. I can just pay it back if I break it. Oh, but it might be difficult to replace because there are only 20 cars like this around the world. Hmm.”

 

But you shouldn’t have thought of breaking it while driving.

 

I meant to relax, but you make me nervous.

 

I didn’t think of riding this when I came out of my house with my greasy hair under my cap. 

 

The only consumption in my life was a formal purchase of Capri Sun and rhythm games.

 

I only spent 500 won in the arcade to play jubeat.

 

Busan Milk then laughed as if it were fun to watch me being very nervous. Perhaps because of the appearance buff, there was a halo effect of feathers fluttering around.

 

“Actually, that ring you saw earlier is more expensive than this car.”

 

“What?”

 

“This is 3 billion, that ring is 5 billion because it has a processed fixed stone embedded in it, so don’t be too nervous. You won’t mind that amount if you live as an official Hutner. It’s small—I mean, you’ll think the money I’ve spent so far is a small amount.” Busan Milk smiled awkwardly and averted her gaze.

 

I was puzzled by her strangely misguided gaze but calmly ignored it.

 

I guess everyone will be like this seeing what these people are talking about. I’ll have to practice first, so I don’t get discouraged.

 

I am Finger Technique with a lot of zeros in my bankbook. It’s money that can only be used with Finger Technique’s terminal, but I’m still a very rich Finger Technique.

 

The very same #1 Finger Technique in our local arcade game.

 

Everyone sees my nickname and thinks it’s an impersonation, but it’s the real Finger Technique.

 

The self-indoctrination, dotted with ‘I am Finger Technique’, was more effective than I thought.

 

I checked my wrist with a feeling of coincidence that I had really become Finger Technique.

 

… Oh, I accidentally left my terminal behind.

 

“Miss Hunter, I left my terminal. Will it be okay?”

 

“The terminal? Hmm. I think it will be fine. You’re going to look around the guild and see the terms of the contract, not sign a contract right away,” Busan Milk, who hit the brakes roughly, answered with a smile.

 

I took a deep breath and clenched my fists at the feeling of my heart sinking.

 

Choco Milk deceived me. This is what he called a good driver? Well, yes, she’s good at driving recklessly.

 

I felt the threat to my life that I couldn’t even feel at the special gate.

 

I looked at her smiling face and smiled awkwardly.

 

I appoint you as a greater person than the King of Envy. Congratulations.

 

“By the way, are you usually this nice to a newly awakened Hunter? The guild leader even lent you a car.”

 

“Yes? Of course it’s because—”

 

She suddenly bit her tongue while talking, covered her mouth with her left hand, and shed tears.

 

I looked at her, who was looking terribly in pain, and put a Capri Sun strawberry and kiwi flavour on her lap.

 

I’ve always felt better when I have Capri Sun. Perhaps it’s because I like Capri Sun so much.

 

“I was introduced to you by the leader of Constitution Guild,” she answered with muffled pronunciation while wiping the tears welling up in her eyes.

 

Aha, I see. The head of the Constitution Guild introduced you.

 

… Wait. Why?

 

I was suddenly confused.

 

You didn’t want to recruit me, but you wanted to send me to Daybreak.

 

That “Natural Dream” auntie hated Daybreak as much as Finger Technique.

 

Ban Seojun was the most popular among Hunters at Daybreak because he was terribly repulsive.

 

He acted coldly in front of anyone other than the person he recognized as competent.

 

The ones who suffer the most damage are the Daybreak Guild members. They naturally get dumped all the time. But again, he’s not wrong, so they can’t refute him. Because if you do what he tells you to do, you really get better.

 

Ban Seojun strike not only his own guild members but also Hunters from other guilds.

 

When a high/semi-high level gate or wave opened, it was inevitable to carry out a joint subjugation operation with other Hunters, and at that time, his habit always came out.

 

So the Hunters assigned to do a joint attack with Ban Seojun usually took off just after hearing his name.

 

The Natural Dream auntie always cursed that boy for being repulsive… In fact, she cursed him more than me.

 

That’s why nicknames such as “stinker” and “crazy punk” came to be.

[T/N: Honestly, I’m not sure what to translate 새또 into. The only bad word with -새 in it is only ‘reek’, and 또 can only mean ‘more’, and that’s how stinker came to be…)

 

Actually, “crazy punk” can be called a positive nickname in its own way because it is usually used to refer to Ban Seojun who’s a Finger King fan.

 

“Stinker” is used as a curse by anonymous guys on the bulletin board. It was a nickname as bad as You Really Are Crazy.

 

Busan Milk’s shoulders shook for a long time as if the bitten tongue hurt so much, and she finally said thanks as she took the Capri Sun.

 

I sipped my Capri Sun Fairy flavor, thanking her for not causing an accident while she was in pain.

 

Strawberry and kiwi tastes better, but my conscience gave way to a sick person.

 

The car, which proceeded smoothly, arrived at its destination and settled in the underground parking lot of the Daybreak Guild building.

 

I followed her out of the car and looked around.

 

Busan Milk took me to the door leading inside and, like Choco Milk, put the ring on her hand at the entrance.

 

Recognizing the ring, the entrance gently opened.

 

“Don’t be too surprised.” Standing in front of the open entrance, she hesitated for a moment before leaving a short remark.

 

Don’t be too surprised? What does that mean?

 

I tilted my head and followed her into the building. Inside the building— Uhh, what should I say…

 

Ban Seojun… A man with abilities, status, and wealth… but this seemingly 32nd-generation descendant of the Danyang Wu Clan…doesn’t have Finger Technique.

[T/N: The Wu family is said to be a descendant of King Wu of the Xia Dynasty in Chinese lineage. From the way it’s mentioned, it should be a very rich and old lineage.)

 

I felt like I had to make this kind of joke.

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