< Sometimes Getting Strong (3) >
C-Rank defense Hunter Bak Sanghoon. He sharply raised his eyes at me when he saw me.
“How-!”
“Where’s the key to the Horned Flame Lion’s cage?”
Bak Sanghoon had a taken aback expression, before smirking.
“Huh, a little stat F got lucky and got loose, but didn’t think to run away, and came crawling here? Seeing how the inventory sealing bracelet isn’t there, it seems like you used an item, but no matter how good of an equipment an F-Rank puts on, it doesn’t work on a C-Rank. Then again, would a newbie who hasn’t even properly been to a dungeon know that?”
That guy leisurely stood from his seat and said. It was an attitude that was confident that he would easily grab me even if I turned around and ran.
“I said, where’s the key to the Horned Flame Lion’s cage?”
“He’s taking care of it like it’s his own brat. It’s in my inventory. What are you going to do?”
He snickered, asking if I would come at him.
If it was in his inventory, then it was probably a key made from dungeon metal. It looked like it would get annoying.
The inventory was a space that others couldn’t intrude into. To take something out from there, you could only rely on the owner’s will.
“First, why don’t we talk after you take out the key, let’s?”
“And why should I do that?”
The expression looking down on me and ridiculing me, was offensive. It didn’t seem like he would obediently hand it over, so let’s hit him a little.
Jjak!
“Urk?!”
I swung the tentacles and hit his cheek hard. I didn’t put poison, so he wasn’t poisoned, but instead, a bright red line mark was left. Bak Sunghoon was confused and raised his hand to place it on his cheek.
“J-just then, what…”
Did you not see? Then, I’ll hit you again, for you.
Jjaak!
“Ack!”
To be fair, I hit the opposite cheek hard. Thanks to putting in more strength this time, that guy’s head was smacked to the side.
It was an expression that said he still didn’t know what was going on, but it seemed like he understood it was something I did.
“…Is it an item?”
“It’s not.”
“Th-then…”
What else would it be, it was a skill. I raised my middle finger toward that guy. Then.
‘Thorn Trap.’
“Urghh!”
With a clatter, the chair was hit and fell, and Bak Sunghoon fell down as well and flailed around[1] like a reeled fish.
Blackie, your skills really were nice. Even Tenacles, if you bore it being disgusting, it was really useful. If it wasn’t limited to 7 days, I’d be able to use it well even in everyday life. Like bringing over a remote far from where I’m lying on the couch, or opening the fridge door without needing to go all the way to the kitchen.
…Our poor Blackie.
I let out a sigh and went toward the trembling Bak Sunghoon. When I kicked at him, he looked up at me with eyes brimming with tears. Ugh… his eyes were gross.
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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...