t/n: just letting you guys know that yes, i’m aware other sites have put up my tls. it’s not that i don’t care, bc if ppl asked me directly if they could put up my tls, i would refuse (tho if you want to use them to tl to a different language, then go ahead as long as you’re aware my tls may be lacking ^^). but i don’t care enough to ask them to stop, since they’re sites that gather tls so it’s not like they’re personally passing it off as their own work. i’m doing this for fun to improve my own krn, and i don’t want to accept money for it either since a) i’m not working in juction w the original author and b) my tls definitely aren’t good enough quality to be official, so i only care about whether sb is pretending my effort is their own. i did notice the first few ch aren’t my work, which, i wasn’t aware there was sb else already tl-ing bc i couldn’t find any tls online before i started, so i do feel sorry towards that person if i accidentally took over their project. i’m not a proper fan translator so i don’t really know the rules(?) in that community, but nobody messaged me abt it either so i was just continuing…
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< It’d Be Great If You Left Me Alone >
[Why don’t you come here to meet up already.]
When I got home, I sent a text to the Dokkaebi’s contact information that I got from Suk Simyeong. They didn’t take calls, only texts.
There wasn’t a reply but after a short while, the Dokkaebi showed up midair. I knew that mask. I saw it in a Korean language textbook. It was definitely a Malddooki mask. Malddooki was… a role that made fun of and mocked the nobleman they were escorting. The Korean language teacher’s impersonation of a Malddooki was so skilled that I remembered it.
…Was it on purpose? Hm?
“Oh, Boss Mr. Kim did you call for me? There was no news at all, so this dokkaebi had thought that the boss who could possibly die just from having his ankle grasped had left for that long road, the road to the afterlife, in the meantime, and was in the middle of putting a dried pollack head on an ancestral memorial table and sticking a spoon into a bowl of highly piled rice and bowing two times!”[1]
“……That’s enough.”
“Ah why didn’t you follow my lead!”
Should I bring over a janggu[2] and hit it? I should quickly send them far away or something, it was too tiring to play with a three-year-old.
“No thanks, and I have something for you to do.”
“I’m a busy person! I won’t do something trivial!”
They sure were haughty for a subordinate. I took out a tablet I prepared beforehand.
“If you hear, you’ll probably change your mind?”
“You’re confident. Tell me!”
The Dokkaebi crossed their arms and nodded their head. Were you my boss?
“If you’re a subordinate, shouldn’t you be a little more polite?”
“Please tell me!”
“What you have to do is simple. Investigate foreign countries’ dungeons.”
“Dungeons?”
“That’s right. I put the details about the investigations in this tablet.”
I organized the items and investigation methods as I remembered them. First, after investigating all of the nearby Japan’s dungeons, I could pass them to Suk Hayan and then supplement the lacking parts she pointed out.
“Normally, dungeons are so that foreigners can’t approach. But you can hide and teleport, so you could easily investigate.”
“Of course it’s possible for me! But why do I have to do it?”
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The S-classes that I Raised
FantasyAn F-Class Hunter. And on top of that, an F-class older brother who can't even begin to catch up to the heels of his amazing S-class little brother. After living a life that fell to pieces and even destroying my little brother's life, I picked up th...
