“왜 아직도 소식이 없는 거지?”
Kwanghyun anxiously stared at his wristwatch. Siwoo, who had confidently said he would be back within an hour, had not returned yet.
‘Should I just go home?’
He had long since passed the time to leave work. By now, his daughter would surely be calling out for her father.
After countless conflicts, Kwanghyun was unable to leave his seat.
‘Then I have nothing to say to the Association President.’
The Hunter Association President had his eye on Siwoo.
Shin Siwoo was an Srank hunter, and a rare one at that, with natural abilities.
What was more notable was that he could handle not only ice but also water. His abilities would be endlessly useful not only in combat but also in firefighting or refugee rescue.
‘The President would naturally be greedy.’
But would he respond to the proposal? He didn’t seem likely to be moved by ordinary flattery.
He had been reluctant to reveal himself to the world. Whether that was his will or the will of the wolf, it was hard to tell.
He had finally undertaken the tutorial process that he had been putting off, but even so, he still acted as if he had no intention of engaging in hunter activities.
What could be done to lure Siwoo to the association? After repeating this unanswered dilemma for about 30 minutes,
Tinkle, a glass bell rang.
“No, new Hunter!”
Bang!
The chair he was sitting on fell over with a loud noise.
His previously gloomy face disappeared in an instant, and Kwanghyun quickly opened the door with a fullfaced smile.
But then,
Kwanghyun’s face suddenly froze when he saw Siwoo.
“Uh? Has something happened?”
“No, well…”
Siwoo trailed off.
The hooded shirt he was wearing had holes here and there as if it had been hit by sparks.
Scorched shoes, disheveled hair, cheeks smeared with black ash. Kwanghyun couldn’t hide his confusion at Siwoo’s appearance, which was quite different from when he left the cafe.
‘An Srank struggling in a Brank gate?’
It made no sense. It would be more realistic to say that he encountered a fire on the way back.
“Here.”
Siwoo suddenly handed over a purple crystal, a gate core. Ah, despite some twists and turns, the tutorial was clearly completed.
Why he looked like that was a mystery, but the fact that he had cleared a Brank gate alone and returned was evidence that he was truly an Srank hunter.
“It’s impressive. First, have a seat here. You must be very busy, so I’ll get straight to the point.”
“Do you know how to do any first aid?”
“Yes, first aid—”
Standing tall, Kwanghyun stopped.
“Yes? First aid? Have you injured yourself or something?”
“Not me.”
Siwoo quickly pointed with his thumb to something behind him.
“This person.”
Only then did Kwanghyun realize that Siwoo was carrying something. It was a young woman with a small build, hidden behind his large back.
“This one is… gulp.”
Kwanghyun took a sharp breath.
The woman wrapped like a larva in a black cloth was extremely pale. Her wrist, protruding awkwardly from the black sleeve, was unusually pale and gaunt.
“Please check her condition. I can’t go to the hospital for some reason.”
Siwoo said, looking a bit anxious.
Anyone dealing with hunters and gates must have basic medical knowledge and emergency treatment skills to handle incidents and accidents anytime, anywhere. Knowing that, Siwoo was asking for help.
From Kwanghyun’s point of view, there was nothing wrong with fulfilling the request. It wasn’t surgery, just a brief check.
As Kwanghyun approached her, Siwoo suddenly spoke.
“Ah, be careful. If she wakes up now, I probably won’t be able to stop her.”
“……Yes?”
Kwanghyun blinked slowly. Did he hear wrong? Siwoo, an Srank hunter, unable to stop her…
Kwanghyun looked her over carefully.
It had been a long time since he saw someone with such black hair. Due to the effects of gates, contracted deities, superpowers, etc., modern people, regardless of East or West, had started to have brilliant hair and eye colors.
Considering Siwoo’s attitude and extraordinary attire, she seemed to be an Awakened. Such pure black hair.
But that wasn’t the only strange thing.
‘That dress. And even while unconscious, tightly holding that in her hand… it’s a parasol.’
The overly lavish lacetrimmed dress matched her hair. The end of the text is cut off, so I’ll need additional information to continue the translation.
Cosplay, perhaps? The details were strangely alive, such as the slightly faded ribbon, or the sleeves faintly stained with blood.
“Hmm. Other than the fever, there doesn’t seem to be any particular trauma. I cautiously guess that it’s not just fatigue reaching its peak.”
“It’s not that bad, is it?”
“Yes. When the fever goes down, she might regain consciousness soon. Well, I’m not a doctor, so I can’t say for sure, but that’s my opinion.”
“I see. Thank you.”
Was it just his feeling? Siwoo’s face looked like it had been dyed with relief.
But that was only for a moment; he quickly stood up and gently picked her up.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
