Chapter 72 (1/2)
A day flew by after that.
Su-hyeun’s post became the hottest trending topic in an instant — not only were the title and content simply too stimulating, but the poster’s ID was a pretty familiar one as well.
– A Divine Beast? A dragon? What on earth is up with that?
– You know, S-Rank Song Hyeong-gi is supposed to be in possession of a Divine Beast, so maybe related to that.
– Some dude wants to meet Song Hyeung-gi, so he’s going with an aggro-ing tactic?
– Doesn’t seem that way. Check out the ID. That’s Kim Su-hyeun, dude.
– Really?
– Uh, it’s for real.
– Son of a… In that case, Kim Su-hyeun and Song Hyeung-gi will meet up? If true, that’s freaking huge. Can’t a TV station broadcast what those two will do or something?
Most of them were useless comments.
Those raising a ruckus were either unrelated civilians, no-name awakeners or a handful of interested guilds.
Su-hyeun remained sitting in front of the computer while muttering to himself. “Hey, Miru? Looks like we might need more time to find that uncle.”
Gurung, gurung—
Miru didn’t seem to care either way, as it continued to doze off while wrapped around Su-hyeun’s neck.
He didn’t even know what to feed this little guy. And Miru only drank water throughout the day. He tried to feed it various different foods, but it didn’t eat any.
Ding dong—
It was then that someone rang the doorbell and a voice came in from the outside.
“Bro! Bro, it’s me!” The voice belonged to Hak-joon, as it turned out.
When Su-hyeun opened the door, he was suddenly greeted by a large plastic bag filled with stuff pushed towards his face.
“We got takeout,” said Hak-joon.
“Hello there.”
Yun-seon, standing behind Hak-joon, bowed and greeted Su-hyeun. Meanwhile, Hak-joon craned his neck and scanned the interior. “Ohh, your place is pretty nice. How many square meters is it?”
“That’s not important, is it? Come in first.”
Su-hyeun took Hak-joon’s plastic bag and guided the duo into his home.
He was originally planning to stay home at least for one whole day searching for Song Hyeong-gi, but with a great timing, Hak-joon gave him a call and decided to show up here.
As soon as he got inside, Hak-joon asked for Su-hyeun’s permission and started opening up the plastic bag on the dining table. Soon, all sorts of takeout, including spicy rice cakes, Korean sausages, as well as various deep-fried junk foods found themselves sprawled on the table.
“By the way, bro? Where is Miru? We came to see Miru, actually,” asked Hak-joon.
“Right here.”
“Where?”
Su-hyeun pointed to his neck, prompting Hak-joon and Yun-seon to tilt their heads this way and that before they gasped in sheer surprise.
“T-that wasn’t a scarf?” Hak-joon asked.
“It’s not even cold outside, and why would I wear a scarf inside the house? This guy’s like this because it’s asleep.”
Gurung, gururung—
Miru was still slumbering away, utterly oblivious to the presence of the visitors. Well, it slept for at least 15 hours a day, so there was that.
Yun-seon’s eyes sparkled at the dragon with a body a lot smaller than she expected. She went behind Su-hyeun and discovered Miru’s head resting atop his shoulder.
“It’s-it’s really cute.”
Her eyes sparkled even more than before as she cautiously reached out. It seemed that she was wondering whether to touch Miru or not.
Kurung—?
It was then that Miru woke up, perhaps after sensing the unfamiliar presence.
The baby dragon abruptly raised its head and blinked several times, alternating its gaze between Yun-seon and Hak-joon, before flying up over Su-hyeun’s head.
Flap, flap—
Kurung, keung—
Miru flapped its small wings and flew above its father’s head, then studied the takeout placed on the dining table for a little while.
But then, it soon lost interest and settled down in a comfortable-looking sitting position, with its chin resting on Su-hyeun’s head.
“This little guy doesn’t want to eat that either,” said Su-hyeun.
“What does it eat, anyway?”
“I don’t know. It hasn’t eaten anything. I’m worried that at this rate, I might end up being a dad who starves his kid.”
“A dad?” Yun-seon asked.
Hak-joon followed up. “Where’s the mom then?”
Slap—!
Hak-joon’s question was rewarded with Yun-seon’s slap to his back. He greatly exaggerated how much that hurt, then reached out to the food and began eating it. For a while, these three people including Su-hyeun enjoyed the food and talked about this and that.
“What is Ju-ho doing these days?” Hak-joon asked.
It seemed that Hak-joon was already in a “big bro, little bro” type of relationship with Lee Ju-ho. Without a doubt, he had changed a lot compared to the past. Su-hyeun had no idea that he was this sociable.
“I think he’s going through his next trial,” replied Su-hyeun.
“That guy, he’s also doing his best. I guess.”
“What about you?”
“I finished mine yesterday, actually. I was planning to take a few days off.”
“Is that so?” Su-hyeun was about to pick up the last piece of deep-fried meat, but then…
Gu-wuwuwuwu—
For a moment there, his body grew heavy, as if the whole studio apartment building was shaking around.
Yun-seon was taken by surprise and dropped the toothpick in her hand. She hurriedly looked around her vicinity. “W-what was that?”
“…What a noisy arrival, that.” Su-hyeun said as he pushed his chair back to stand up.
That prompted Hak-joon to stand up as well. “Can I go with you?”
“For what?”
“You know, just curious. Well, he’s famous, right? Why? I can’t?”
Yun-seon grabbed Hak-joon’s clothes and pulled him closer. “Won’t it be something dangerous?”
Hak-joon nodded his head and pointed at Su-hyeun. “I’m not going to be alone, you know?”
Despite his assurance, Yun-seon couldn’t stop worrying. Even though she wasn’t showing it, in all honesty, she found it really difficult to even breathe at the moment. How could she not worry when her boyfriend wanted to go meet the man behind this phenomenon?
“Why don’t you just stay behind?” Su-hyeun spoke.
“Ehk? But, why?”
“You can tell that your girlfriend is really concerned, right?”
“But, won’t it be dangerous for you?”
“It’s not going to get any safer if you tagged along.”
“Urgh….”