4:1,

4:2,

4:3,

4:4,

Kwoong!

And 4:5.

The result was overturned in the blink of an eye.

“Ththe arm wrestling match is 4 to 5, Concept Hunter Team’s victory!”

The scoreboard positioned in the center of the studio flashed brightly. Not only the audience but also the cast members, and even the staff had their mouths wide open, almost touching the floor.

‘4:5.’

Cha Eun Ha, after confirming the score, gracefully returned to the Concept Hunter’s seat. The waiting Concept Hunters watched her with eyes wide open like startled rabbits, following her only with their eyes.

“Um… Miss, were you always this strong?”

Sir Clown awkwardly smiled as he faced Eun Ha. In his eyes, which seemed somewhat different from before, a faint admiration could be sensed.

The studio was still enveloped in silence. Eun Ha looked around, holding a water bottle. The recording halt sign hadn’t been given.

“Director… What should we do?”

“What do you mean ‘what?'”

From somewhere, a lowtoned conversation could be heard. It was where the staff had gathered.

Checking around, it seemed the other Hunters couldn’t hear. Eun Ha, without changing her expression, focused all her senses on her ears.

“Continue recording. Change the desk to a new one.”

“Is that okay?”

The PD’s gaze seemed to sneak a peek in this direction. Eun Ha didn’t avoid his gaze.

“Just release the interesting parts and edit out the problematic ones.”

The recording resumed, and the staff began bustling around the recording studio. Amidst it all, the youngest writer, carrying a first aid kit, was seen running around the general Hunter seats.

Windmaker’s hand was swollen like a rubber glove submerged in water, even though she had tried to control her strength. Like Sir Clown, no, even more so.

Soon after, as the youngest writer was returning to the staff seats with the first aid kit closed, Eun Ha suddenly stood in front of her.

“Here too.”

“Ah, yes…!”

The youngest writer was about to open the first aid kit right there, but Eun Ha stopped her hand.

“Not me, over there.”

Ah…

The youngest writer’s eyes rolled toward Sir Clown. Finally, she approached Sir Clown and handed him an ice pack.

“Don’t you need one, Miss?”

Sir Clown, without using the ice pack, impulsively offered it to Eun Ha first.

“I’m fine.”

With a slight nod, Eun Ha acknowledged it. It was not mere courtesy but sincerity. Her hand, which had faced five Hunters in a row, was surprisingly unharmed.

“Don’t overdo it. Like other shows, there’s a script here too, so there’s no need to win by pushing yourself.”

Sir Clown was still smiling cheerfully as if his right hand wasn’t hurting. He even insisted on giving Eun Ha the ice pack.

Perhaps the nickname ‘Clown’ was attached for that reason.

Shik!

“Amamazing speed…!”

Shoosh! Fwah! Thump! Thump!

This match was a game of whackamole. The person who caught the most moles appearing on the screen within the designated 30 seconds would win.

Brown moles were +10 points,

Black moles were 20 points,

Golden moles were +30 points in the rule.

“He, the Princess of Black Flame! A total of 4,120 points!”

Bababam!

A staggering score appeared on the giant LED. Even the bustling audience seats seemed to quiet down as if cold water had been thrown over them.

‘4,120 points… is that possible?’

Windmaker’s mouth shut at the unbelievable score, even after seeing it with her own eyes.

4,120 points.

That means Eun Ha caught 25 brown moles and a whopping 129 golden moles in 30 seconds.

With Windmaker in second place at 2,990 points, Eun Ha took the lead with a significant gap.

Besides that, the breathtaking contests between the two teams, including a 100m sprint, Hunter knowledge quiz, and getting a ball into a basketball hoop, continued.

Against all expectations, the Concept Hunter Team aggressively chased the score of the General Hunter Team.
[Shinsoo, ‘The Cat That Roams the Darkness’, waves a placard. Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!]

And then.

At last, the final showdown, the order for hideandseek, has come. Here, the true winner will be decided.

“This, I think it’s going to be a big hit.”

“Don’t we need to make a pledge, Director?”

“Hahaha. It’s too early to expect ratings when it’s not even a network broadcast.”

With a shoulder shimmy, the staff, moving the filming tools, were blankly stared at by Eun Ha.

Though it was entertainment, it was too cruel and heartless a world to simply dismiss as such.

In other words, one could not merely enjoy it.

All the cast moved to the outdoor studio for filming hideandseek. As all the staff and cast gathered, the central lighting fixture shone dazzlingly, as if to signal the start.

The rules of this showdown were simple. If the seeker found everyone within the time limit, the seeker’s team won.

Thus, who would be the single seeker was the key point of victory.

“Who would be good?”

Strategy meeting time. The concept hunters, gathered to decide the seeker, all looked at one person simultaneously.