'S-class Hunter Guraon!'
He was one of the top 3 S-class hunters in the country.
Choi Joo-hyuk is obviously number one, and Park Tae-woo and Gu Ra-on are competing for the number two spot.
As rumored, Guraon always carried coffee with him.
No, to be exact, a cup of coffee was floating next to the gureon.
'As expected of a supernatural being.'
Guraon's occupation was a psychic.
Although supernatural beings have many special abilities, Guraon's special ability was attack.
Imagine using your super powers to lift and throw a rock the size of a house.
'It's dizzying.'
But I didn't like Guraon very much.
There were many rumors that his private life was dirty.
As expected, Guraon was feeling awkward towards Manager Lim.
"Manager Lim, you look sexy today too."
Manager Lim responded with a forced smile.
"Haha... Thank you. Hunter Guraon. What brings you here?"
"Hey, do you really have to come here for something? I just came because I missed you."
"Ah... haha... thank you... but if you don't have any other work to do, the next person to file a complaint is waiting..."
Guraon suddenly turned around.
Then he waved his hand a few times.
The waiting tickets the petitioners were holding flew away and stopped in front of Guraon's eyes.
Crackling.
The waiting tickets were torn and fluttered in the air.
Guraon chuckled.
"I think my work will take a long time. Could you please wait a little longer? Is there anyone who is really in a hurry? Is there anyone who says, "I'm really in a hurry and I need to get to work right now?"
He smiled faintly, but there was a murderous intent in his smile.
The complainants hurriedly got up and started making excuses.
"Oh, right, come to your senses! I have to go shopping!"
"Hello, Mom?"
The place where the petitioners had been sitting was suddenly empty.
I frowned.
Hunters are national human resources.
Among them, S-class hunters are considered the most important talents in the country.
Without an S-rank hunter, it becomes difficult to smoothly conquer high-ranking gates.
If it becomes difficult to attack the gate, the land will explode one by one, and eventually, the Republic of Korea will disappear from the face of the earth.
So the government was providing numerous benefits to keep S-class hunters in Korea.
If there are hunters like Choi Joo-hyuk who are always humble and do their best at their jobs, there are also gangsters like Guraon.
'I can't just grab him by the collar. It'll only take a second.'
Still, I wanted to inflict some kind of punishment.
Although Manager Lim doesn't believe that I'm an S-class hunter, he's an employee who doesn't openly give me advice and even jokes around kindly.
He was also a kind person who said, 'Come again.'
It was very irritating to see that person's expression dark and grim, like that of a kidnapped person.
I sat in the corner of the chair where the complainant could sit.
'The opportunity will come soon.'
I quietly watched Guraon and Manager Lim.
Manager Park stepped forward to help Manager Lim, but was lifted into the air by Guraon's supernatural powers and sat quietly in a corner, sweating profusely.
The security guards hurriedly called somewhere, but there was nothing they could do right away.
That was when.
Swish.
I could see Guraon craning his neck toward the straw of the coffee cup that was floating around.
Looks like he's trying to drink coffee with a straw.
I concentrated as much as I could.
For a moment, the movement of Guraon's muscles and bones was visible.
Surprisingly, there was no red part at all.
This means that there is no part that needs recovery.
As expected, he was S-class. But his actions were -Z-class.
I waved my hand briefly.
A blue haze that only I could see escaped and seeped towards Guraon's neck, causing the neck area to turn into a shiny gold color.
The moment when Guraon drank coffee with a deeply thoughtful expression.
The coffee was sucked into the straw at a crazy speed.
Hurrrrrrrrrrp.
I could see a huge amount of coffee being sucked down my throat.
Oh my, it's a vacuum cleaner.
Guraon opened his eyes wide, his mouth full of coffee.
And then, finally, I couldn't hold it in any longer and spit out the coffee.
"Phuuuuuuup!"
It was coffee, coffee, coffee everywhere.
Coffee was flowing out of the corner of Guraon's mouth.
The pants, of all things, were white cotton pants.
There was coffee stains on his jeans too.
It looks like he has diarrhea... I express my condolences...
The result was that the power of the throat to suck up coffee was strengthened, turning 1 suck up into 4.
'It's a waste.'
I held back my laughter and quickly left the Hunter Association.
No, I was trying to go out.
floating.
Hey, why is my body floating?