Sister of the Ranking 1st (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 7
The calmer his voice became, the more my mind settled. Though these were facts I already knew, hearing them again helped me organize my thoughts.
Cheon Shin Woo looked down at me.
“You, Miss Ha Young, lost consciousness for about three days. You also coughed up blood… so we moved you to a private room to check if there were any other issues.”
“…But why did the Guild Master become my guardian…?”
“It’s an unprecedented situation. Everyone else has a guardian, but you didn’t.”
That wasn’t really the issue, though.
The words stuck in my throat, and the awkward feeling made it impossible to speak.
I understood that the Guild had offered compensation due to this extraordinary incident, but I still didn’t see how that justified him personally becoming my guardian.
Never mind. Don’t make things worse by pressing this further.
I gave a brief “I see” and lay back down.
“…”
“…”
Cheon Shin Woo didn’t leave and kept watching me. His gaze felt unusually intense.
He must be busy—why was he still here? I wished he’d just go.
I had so much I needed to think through alone, and having someone here like this made it impossible to concentrate…
“…What happened to the Gate?”
Unable to hold out any longer, I quietly asked. Cheon Shin Woo smiled as he settled into the guardian’s seat.
“It’s closed. It was an S-rank Gate, and given its difficulty, there was nothing worth obtaining there… Closing dangerous Gates is just common sense, right?”
“I see, it’s closed… Wait, what?”
“The Association complained that we arbitrarily shut down an irregular Gate… But a Death-attribute Gate offers no benefit from staying open, and just because it became irregular once doesn’t guarantee it won’t cause problems again, right?”
“…Did you close it yourself?”
“Yeah. Personally.”
I recalled the last image I had of Cheon Shin Woo. Now that I thought about it, he reminded me of someone I knew…
Something about his shocked expression felt familiar, but my mind remained hazy, like fog obscuring everything.
But that wasn’t the main issue. If an anomaly occurred, it would cause problems on multiple fronts. Not only would the Association be in trouble, but Cheon Rang, who needed to negotiate with them, would be in even deeper trouble.
Naturally, the settlement team would be facing an emergency as well.
…Since I was injured, I probably didn’t have to report to work right away, right?
As I rolled my eyes, his persistent gaze followed my face.
“Anything else you’re curious about?”
“…Do you know what happened to my belongings?”
He kept looking at me stubbornly, striking up conversation again. For someone supposedly busier than the president, did he really have nothing else to do? I blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
At that, Cheon Shin Woo’s expression subtly tightened.
“Ah—forget I just said that. Sorry.”
“Pfft.”
I quickly corrected myself, and he laughed. He turned his head and covered his mouth with his hand as he chuckled, the sound clear and bright.
“Ahahaha! Ah, sorry. You just reminded me of my little sister.”
“Huh?”
After laughing for a while, he reached out and gently patted my head. His clear, cheerful laughter was shocking enough—but the hand stroking my head felt even more unreal.
Cheon Shin Woo—the very man who’d earned infamy as a madman through the so-called “Dog Leash Incident.” Whenever he appeared in the news, his face was always scowling; whenever he spoke, it was always a bombshell declaration. Even politicians who constantly sought to control and manipulate Hunters walked on eggshells around him. And now this man was cheerfully laughing while gently patting my head?
If he applied just a little more pressure with that hand, my head would burst apart pitifully.
Could this be some new form of intimidation? Though threatening someone like me, who had nothing to give, seemed pointless.
As I stared wide-eyed in alarm, Cheon Shin Woo removed his hand from my head—and then quietly stared at his own palm.
What… did he want to do? Surely he didn’t intend to crush my head… Swallowing my unease, I heard a faint murmur.
“Hmm…”
“Um…”
I’d better ask something else instead. When I cautiously called out, his blue eyes immediately turned to me.
I’d already opened my mouth, yet I didn’t know what to ask. He didn’t press me, which only made me more nervous.
Should I ask why he was acting this way toward me? But what if his answer was something I couldn’t handle?
“Did you… have a younger sibling?”
The question that slipped out was embarrassingly pitiful.
As soon as I asked, it hit me—family and siblings were Cheon Shin Woo’s landmines. Absolute landmines.
His gaze settled on me. His blue eyes were clear and transparent, yet impossible to read. After a moment, he spoke.
“If she were still alive, she’d be exactly your age now, Ha Young.”
“Oh…”
He fiddled quietly with his own hand as he spoke in a soft voice.
“She was loud, brash… and had not a single cute trait.”
Cheon Shin Woo, still gazing at his own hand, shifted his eyes toward me. He spoke as casually as if sharing an ordinary memory.
“It’s already been sixteen years. Still… if I’d known it would turn out like this, I would’ve treated her better.”
He must’ve still been in middle school back then—what had he been thinking all that time?
For just a fleeting moment, I felt a strange sense of kinship with this man who lived in a world so different from mine. His blue eyes looking at me remained gentle.
Suddenly, I thought of my missing older brother. If he were still alive, he’d probably be searching for me like Cheon Shin Woo. Yet the fact that he hadn’t shown up until now…
Cheon Shin Woo rubbed my head again with his large hand.
“Get some rest. As for your belongings… I’m sorry, but we couldn’t recover them. Still, let me know if there’s anything you need.”
With those words, he immediately left the hospital room. I could only stare blankly at his retreating back.
After he left, an unfamiliar loneliness crept into the empty room. Without my phone—modern humanity’s closest companion—I felt even more despondent.
The thought of all the money I’d lost hurt. But what could I do? I should be grateful I’d survived.
[This is the timeline separator]Though I felt perfectly fine, I remained hospitalized for two more days. Even when I insisted on an early discharge, the doctor pinned me to the room with just one phrase: “There might still be unforeseen symptoms.”
I really wished I had my phone. Although I wasn’t paying the hospital bills anyway, boredom was the real problem. It was depressing—having not a single friend to contact, thanks to losing all my contacts.
Sitting idly in the hospital room, I couldn’t help but dwell on all sorts of random thoughts. Memories of the relentless days I’d just run through also drifted by.
Right—how many more chances would I get to rest like this? Better to rest while I could.
Once I accepted that, my mind eased—and immediately, damn it, I got discharge approval.
My attending physician, who was both a Hunter and a doctor, confirmed there was nothing physically wrong with me. They still hadn’t determined why I’d suddenly coughed up blood and collapsed.
After navigating complex paperwork, I received financial support. Though my job was just a clerical part-time position, my insurance coverage had been solid. Fortunately, the compensation roughly covered the value of my lost belongings. I heard the families of the deceased received tens of millions in compensation—making me only feel more sorrowful.
Since I couldn’t leave in hospital pajamas, I called Senior Min Young. It was lucky I still remembered her number by heart.
She arrived the same day I called. When I gave her my home password and asked her to bring clothes, she showed up with brand-new ones instead.
“How did you, a busy Association employee, get time off so quickly?” I asked.
“I took a half-day off, obviously. Do you even know how worried I was? The upper management was going crazy over the Gate sync at Cheon Rang, and you were completely unreachable… There must be at least thirty missed calls from me. And hearing three people died—ugh… Thank goodness you’re safe.”
She poured out all those words in one breath.
She must’ve been incredibly frustrated while I was unreachable. I just smiled and offered a half-hearted thanks.
When I came out dressed and ready for discharge, she clapped. I was dumbfounded—she’d bought clothes entirely matching her own taste. As a result, I was wearing something completely unlike my usual style.
“It suits you! I told you pastels look great on you.”
“You could’ve just brought the clothes I already have at home…”
“When else would I get to give you a gift? You always refuse whenever I try to give you something.”
“…I’ve never done that.”
“Look at you, avoiding eye contact while saying that.”
We exchanged some pointless banter. As someone who preferred plain, patternless neutrals, this bright-colored knit felt utterly awkward on me.
They said I could start work next week. Just thinking about the settlement team drowning in work until then brought tears to my eyes.
With no luggage to carry, I was just straightening my outfit when an unexpected voice came from the doorway.
“You could’ve rested a bit longer.”
“Huh?”
“You seemed in a hurry. I heard you were being discharged today, so I came to check.”
None other than Cheon Shin Woo appeared.
Senior Min Young’s mouth dropped open at the sudden appearance of Rank 1. She rubbed her eyes repeatedly, as if checking whether he was real or a hallucination. Seeing her reaction actually made me want to laugh—I wasn’t the only one reacting like this.
Cheon Shin Woo shifted his indifferent gaze.
“Cheon Shin Woo? The actual Rank 1 Cheon Shin Woo? Guild Master of Cheon Rang?”
“…Shouldn’t you introduce yourself first?”
“Oh, sorry. I was just shocked. I’m this person.”
Senior Min Young handed him her business card, though his tone remained cold. The air around him still felt icy.
Cheon Shin Woo glanced at the card once and tucked it into his pocket without a word. Then his eyes locked firmly onto me.
“Shall we go home?”
“Huh? Yes.”
“Hmm.”
As expected, he crossed his arms with an expression of clear dissatisfaction. His gaze somehow felt intimidating.
Senior Min Young whispered to me.
“What’s going on? I heard you joined Cheon Rang—but were you already acquainted with Cheon Shin Woo?”
“No, that’s impossible. You know my social life better than anyone… It’s just that, since this happened within the Guild and I had no guardian, he volunteered.”
“Nice joke. You know April Fools’ Day is over, right?”
“It’s not a joke…”
Even with him standing right here, she still said that. As always, I had to admit—this senior had serious nerve.
What even was this situation? Just then, as if finishing his thoughts, Cheon Shin Woo uncrossed his arms.
Clack, clack. He walked slowly to the window and pulled open the curtain. Bright midday sunlight flooded the hospital room.
“I’ve thought it over—Miss Ha Young, it’d be best if you stayed at the Guild office for now.”
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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