Snap!!
Using his divine eyesight to locate the wooden sword, he fell into a brief dilemma. Should he catch it? No, if he catches it, it's all over.
Cha Eui-jae hoped his brain would work a little faster as he pondered. Or should he just pretend to be in pain? Yeah, that's better! After making a quick decision, Cha Eui-jae slightly leaned his body and grabbed his left shoulder. He didn't forget to let out a soft groan.
"Ugh, ouch."
"..."
"Oh, it hurts so much."
Of course, it didn't help much. His voice sounded very normal even to himself, and perhaps because he was flustered, he pretended to be in pain a bit too quickly. Cha Eui-jae closed his eyes tightly. What kind of durability does a wooden sword have to break like that? Even a soup ladle from a hangover soup restaurant would be sturdier!
The wooden sword, drawing a perfect parabola, landed with a thud among the stacked boxes.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"It... really hurts..."
Though Cha Eui-jae continued to feign pain soullessly, he couldn't stop the dreadful silence from filling the container.
Choi Seok-yoon looked back and forth between the broken wooden sword, the motionless wooden doll, and Cha Eui-jae holding his shoulder with a blank expression. Just as Choi Seok-yoon was about to say something, the right arm of the doll fell to the floor with a thud.
The dreadful silence now grew to a deafening level. Cha Eui-jae glanced at the doll's arm sprawled on the floor and gritted his teeth.
"Don't they check the equipment properly? Damn government employees, really slacking off..."
Cha Eui-jae snapped back to reality, realizing it was not the time to blame the worn-out doll and fragile wooden sword! He needed to fix this hopeless situation quickly. Choi Seok-yoon was beginning to come to his senses.
"Um, Cha Eui-jae?"
"...Yes."
"That skill you used just now, is it really a D-grade?"
A hint of doubt appeared on Choi Seok-yoon's face. After calming himself, Cha Eui-jae answered.
"Yes, it's definitely a D-grade skill."
"Then why did the doll and the wooden sword break..."
"That, I don't know..."
He lowered his head. Scraping the floor with his worn-out sneakers, he muttered.
"It does say it strengthens the body, but I don't really know how..."
Cha Eui-jae, who had been mumbling and scratching his neck, gloomily asked.
"Um... sir. Do I have to compensate for this doll?"
"What? Well, first..."
"Is it... very expensive?"
[Trait: Poker Face (B) activated.]
When Cha Eui-jae, with a distressed face, rubbed his shoulder that was hit by the wooden sword, Choi Seok-yoon started to panic.
'How could I say such things to someone who has just awakened!'
There's a joke in the hunter industry. New awakeners are extremely, very, exceptionally sensitive, and they should be handled delicately like dealing with a bomb!
