The Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial-Chapter 36
Guru opened the agency app and began registering the information for his potions.
While waiting for his hunter license, he had nagged Jurim about it so much that the guildmaster finally gave in and taught him how to use Hunter Market.
Unlike Onion Market, where direct transactions were common, Hunter Market usually relied on intermediaries. Dealing with pricing and negotiations was a hassle most hunters preferred to avoid.
Since Guru had already experienced the pains of using Onion Market firsthand, he nodded in understanding.
Normally, anything obtained from farming monsters or crafting—like the items acquired from Malikian—belonged to the guild.
However...
“You’re a special case.”
Jurim spoke indifferently, then warned Guru once again not to run to the Sales Department begging them to sell his syrups or toys.
Hmph!
Guru wasn’t convinced being a "special case" was a good thing.
In any case, that was why he was selling through Hunter Market.
By using an intermediary company, he could sell anonymously and avoid all the annoying paperwork. The moment his hunter license arrived, he had immediately signed up for a seller account.
Sell... Apply...
Guru pressed the Sell Request button on the app.
Bzzzt—
[Everything you want, we have! Click now!]
The screen on his kids’ phone glitched slightly before an ad for Onion Market popped up.
“Hmmm?”
He was curious, but he didn’t need Onion anymore.
Without hesitation, Guru dismissed the notification, slung his now-bulging backpack filled with syrup bottles over his shoulders, and stood up.
Just then, the door swung open.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes!”
Guru bolted toward the exit, but instead of holding the door open, Jurim blocked his path.
“Hm?”
“You’re taking all of that with you?”
“Yes!”
“Leave it here. He won’t be drinking any of it anyway.”
Shake shake.
Jurim sighed, rubbing his forehead, and tried to find a way to explain.
“Dani is in this state because he drank too many potions. If you give him more, he’ll just go ‘blegh!’”
Guru knew what condition Gidan was in.
That was exactly why he had stubbornly packed the potions in the first place.
“Alcohol beats alcohol. So potions beat potion addiction too!”
“Who told you that?”
“Nayun unni.”
Jurim closed his eyes and pressed his fingers against his temples. What the hell is she telling this kid...
“Don’t play with her anymore. She’s a bad influence.”
“......!”
Gasp.
He even banned Nayun, someone not even remotely close in age to Guru?!
“Let’s go.”
Jurim casually took Guru’s hand and led him out of the room. Guru hummed happily, holding hands as they walked down the hall.
“Auntie! Guru’s going now!”
Guru bounced on his feet, waving enthusiastically.
From the kitchen, Yeongran wiped her hands on her apron and called back to them.
“Alright! I’ll make you something delicious for later.”
“Okay!”
As Jurim bent down to help him put on his shoes, Guru leaned in and whispered in his ear.
“Guildjan-nim, you have to say goodbye when you leave.”
Since Guru had never attended kindergarten, his basic manners were a bit lacking. He clearly needed intensive training in this area.
Jurim’s thoughts were a mess, but in the end...
“...I’ll be going now.”
He bowed slightly toward Yeongran.
Yeongran’s eyes widened in shock before she hurriedly bowed back.
“O-oh! Have a safe trip, boss.”
She blankly watched the two walk away.
In the five years she had worked as Jurim’s housekeeper, she had never once received a proper farewell from him.
And she wasn’t the only one who had suffered from On Jurim’s anti-social nature.
Unless something was necessary, he was like a statue, completely unresponsive. He didn’t just lack social skills—he had none at all.
“...Oh my.”
Was the cute little child actually turning him into a human being?
She had once worried whether the most apathetic man in the world could properly raise a kid.
Now, that concern felt completely pointless.
****
"Dani-oppa!"
As soon as they entered the hospital room, Gidan, who had been looking at his laptop, greeted them with a bright smile.
“Oh! What’s this? A surprise visit?”
“In case you cause trouble again.”
“Ahaha! I don’t even have the energy to do that right now.”
Laughing, Gidan pulled Guru onto his lap and sat him down.
“Guru-guru, did you miss me?”
“A liiittle bit!”
“Just a little?! That’s harsh. Are you trying to make oppa sad?”
Gidan grinned and tickled Guru mercilessly.
As Guru collapsed into giggles, he eventually surrendered, dramatically proclaiming that he had missed Gidan a lot.
Finally satisfied, Gidan let him go.
Hehe.
Snuggling closer, Guru peeked at Gidan’s laptop screen.
Huh?
There, in a tiny split-screen, a classroom full of students in school uniforms could be seen, along with a teacher giving a lecture.
Dani-oppa is wearing the same uniform.
The words Justitia International School were displayed on the screen.
The Justitia International School was an elite institution established by a global private foundation to provide specialized education for gifted individuals with magical abilities.
If Gidan was in that class, then all his classmates must be prodigies with the potential to rank at the very top.
Meanwhile, Jurim, surveying the luxurious hospital room, asked casually,
“No one else came to see you?”
At the sudden question, Gidan tilted his head.
“Nope, no one. You and Guru are the first. Nayun-noona and Team 1 said they’d come after work, though...”
Jurim gave a slight nod, then picked up an apple from the fruit basket. With a simple activation of his skill, the apple’s peel vanished like magic.
Whoa!
Guru, amazed by the absurdly precise control, snatched the apple and started fiddling with it.
“You’re getting it all over your hands.”
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“That’s dirty.”
Jurim and Gidan spoke in perfect sync, then—while Jurim took the apple away—Gidan grabbed a wet tissue and wiped Guru’s hands.
“Iiing...”
Guru pouted, deprived of his hard-earned prize.
“Gidan, are you in the middle of class?”
The moment Jurim brought up school, Gidan’s expression sank, and his shoulders slumped.
“If I don’t meet attendance requirements, I’ll have to repeat a year. Since I’m already hospitalized, I figured I might as well catch up. Most of our classes are remote unless they’re practical lessons anyway...”
Even an S-rank had to suffer as a high school student.
At the orphanage, the older kids always had the most exhausted faces.
Stay strong.
Guru patted Gidan’s hand in encouragement.
“High school seems really tough.”
Gidan chuckled.
“It’s harder than kindergarten, that’s for sure.”
“Hmm, but kindergarten is fun.”
“Well, lucky you.”
“How many days do you need to make up?”
“A few should be enough. Like this.”
Gidan gestured toward his laptop, where his online class was playing.
Meanwhile, Jurim handed Guru a slice of apple, which he chomped down on immediately.
Crunch, crunch.
At that moment, Gidan turned on his laptop’s camera and grabbed both of Guru’s hands, making him move.
Huh?
On the screen, Guru’s tiny hands formed a heart, then mimed shooting finger guns.
Suddenly, all eyes in the virtual class shifted toward the screen.
— SO CUTE!
— What the hell, that’s insanely cute. Who is that? Your sibling?
— Wow. Seriously adorable.
— Hey, Gidan. You had a little brother/sister?!
Hearing so many people call him cute, Guru’s cheeks flushed bright red.
— Guys, I know you’re excited because Gidan’s back, but let’s focus on the lesson.
As the teacher sighed, Jurim exhaled sharply and picked Guru up again.
“We’re leaving. Get back to class.”
“Wait, hyung! Hyung!”
Just {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} as Jurim turned to leave, Gidan hurriedly waved his hands.
“Wait, wait. Teacher, I need to step away for guild matters. I apologize. Oh, and by the way, she’s not my sister—she’s Guildmaster-hyung’s daughter.”
— What?
— Daughter?!
— What......?
A chorus of dumbfounded voices echoed back.
— On Guildmaster’s daughter?!
Even the teacher looked like his world had collapsed.
As questions poured in like an avalanche, Gidan ignored them all and closed his laptop.
Daughter...
Guru fidgeted, feeling awkward about being introduced as Jurim’s daughter.
Would he be upset?
Nervously, Guru glanced at Jurim’s face, but the man didn’t seem to care at all.
Thank goodness...
Guru took a deep breath, trying to calm his pounding heart.
