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Father and Daughter (3)
I hate the saying, “Like parents, like child.”
Because it is a saying that evaluates me solely based on my parents, regardless of how much effort I put in. In the same sense, I also dislike the saying that blood is thicker than water.
If I’m good, it’s because of my parents. If I’m bad, it’s also my parents’ fault. Yes, if I can avoid being blamed for something stupid I did, then sometimes it’s okay.
But what really annoys me is when, no matter how hard I try, I can’t avoid hearing the words, “You were born to good parents.”
No one who has experienced it will know how frustrating it is. Even if your own parents are worse than dogs.
Of course, since everyone knew that I was an adopted child, it was rare for anyone to refer to my biological parents in that way. My older sister usually said this.
‘You really are the teacher’s son.’
I still don’t know if that’s an insult or a compliment.
Either way, it was something I hated to hear. Knowing that, my older sister would say that to me no matter what I did.
‘How is it that you are exactly like the teacher?’
Is this really an insult…?
But sometimes, there are moments when I understand why people say that. Sometimes, when I’m drinking with friends, I laugh at it as proof that I’m getting older.
I was annoyed back then too… .
Damn. Are people just annoying?
I squinted my eyes at the unexpected truth and focused on the screen full of censorship.
The Mont Saint-Michel dungeon is a famous place. Perhaps because of the location of the dungeon, some civilians who do not know much about dungeons would often talk about how impregnable the dungeon is and how romantic it is. How many hunters have died in that romanticism for decades?
But sometimes people would package even that as a tragic romanticism… .
Since Mont Saint-Michel came out of Hope’s mouth, the information was naturally confirmed. However, the report that my father wrote after entering and exiting the dungeon was brought to Korea after many parts were deleted at the request of the French government.
Basically, dungeon information is open to the public for any hunter to read, but there are some who rely solely on that information and enter dungeons that are beyond their skill level, so S-class and higher dungeons can only be viewed with permission. It wouldn’t be strange if dungeons like Mont Saint-Michel were censored at the request of the relevant country.
“Is it like this originally?”
“No way.”
But there is a limit to that.
I loaded up the existing Mont Saint-Michel document. Mont Saint-Michel Dungeon. AKA Library. Appearance period. Appearing monsters. Dungeon structure… .
Of course, as expected from a dungeon that had been failed to be conquered for the longest time, every description had the phrase ‘Not confirmed’ attached to it.
Hong Seok-young read the document with careful eyes. In fact, it wasn’t very helpful. This level of information could be heard even on the Unconquered Dungeon Forum if you stayed awake and focused.
“If it were me, I would have written down what I went through separately.”
“Yes, well. You wrote it down.”
I shrugged.
“It’s probably the document I just saw.”
“Have you never seen it?”
“yes.”
I went back to the document in question again.
“Because he told me not to go to Mont Saint-Michel no matter what. He kept it hidden. How many South Korean hunters would go all the way to France anyway? Only someone as good as the chief of staff would be able to go in.”
“hmm….”
Hong Seok-young stroked his chin and looked at the magic watch. He had already used it a few times and was familiar with how to use it, so he rubbed the holographic window a few times with his fingertips.
I was watching to see what he was doing, but he was pressing hard on the censored sentences.
“…What are you doing?”
“I was wondering if there were any comments attached.”
“Even if there were comments, it would still be like that.”
“… … .”
Hong Seok-young nodded his head while looking at the window that had just opened.
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“Right.”
But that gesture also had meaning.
[Edited by Yu Ji-eun]
[June 2, 2041]
The time my sister messed with the documents was after my father wrote his last letter.
[21:19:43]
Considering the time, it was before I met you. I remember that the time when the room transfer dungeon exploded was around this time. Yu Ji-eun made corrections? Wait.
I pushed Hong Seok-young’s hand away and checked the hologram window. Modification… Where did you make the modification?
With the management office computer? Then the management office IP will come out. If not.
[HTS-00001]
Father’s magic watch.
I desperately tried to remember if my sister was wearing a watch.
But no matter how much I try to recall the memories, all I can remember is the eyes that looked straight at me. The mouth covered in blood and the pale face. The voice that told me to take the sword, softly as if it was going to burst, but more firmly than anything, telling me to ‘survive.’
f*ck. How would I know what you’re wearing on your wrist in that situation?
As I was staring at the serial number of the magic watch, the window blinked and another window opened.
[Woo Hee-jae, you idiot. If you want to see it, ask for my permission.]
“… … .”
okay.
What was that long-winded talk I was giving you earlier?
You don’t like the saying, “Like parents, like child”? You don’t like the saying, “Because you were born to good parents”? My family is not related to me by blood, except for my brother, but I also don’t like the saying, “You can’t steal seeds”, which has the same meaning.
but.
But that’s it.
As I got older, there were times when I could understand why that was said… why people did things that way.
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Just like right now.
[Woo Hee-jae, you idiot. If you want to see it, ask for my permission.]
I blinked a few times in case I was seeing things wrong, but the text didn’t change.
What the f*ck.
I resemble Hong Seok-young so much that I have nothing better to copy, so I copy this kind of thing.
Why on earth? It looks like you received the magic watch from your father, but is this the first thing you did after receiving it?
What the hell, why did you do something like this to make it unreadable?
This… what the hell. What am I supposed to do with this? Yeah, I guess you didn’t know you were going to die either. I get that. I get that, but… .
You can’t curse a dead person.
“… … .”
Hong Seok-young shrugs his shoulders next to me.
“…Just smile.”
“No, how could that be?”
“Why? Weren’t you laughing?”
“Author, I think he remains the same even as he ages.”
“Where would that personality go?”
Even if I say this, I wonder if the current Hong Seok-young would recognize his older sister if he met the little Yoo Ji-eun. It was hard for me to recognize the little Yoo Ji-eun too.
“first….”
I started the car again.
Father’s words. Yu Ji-eun. Or Hong Ji-eun.
Everything was piled up in my chest.
At least I’ve gained some insight into the fact that my arrival here wasn’t just a coincidence.
It is an opportunity that my father and older sister worked hard to create.
I never intended to blow it up in the first place, but now I have even more reason to prevent the destruction of the world.
Because we can’t make the deaths of those two people into dog deaths.
* * *
“Mr. Heejae.”
“yes.”
“Woo Hee-jae?”
“why.”
“Mr. Heejae.”
“Why are you calling me?”
“Woo Hee-jae.”
“yes.”
“Hong Heejae?”
“… … .”
“Mr. Heejae.”
“Stop it. Unless you want to get out of the car and run.”
Hong Seok-young didn’t even blink at what I said. I wonder if I would have felt less bad if he had at least made a show of saying something.
No, but I would still feel bad.
“Hong Hee-jae. That’s a good name.”
“Who said what?”
“Hong Ji-eun… Since it’s come to this, should I adopt Ji-eun and Hye-eun too? Since I’m already taking care of them, it won’t make much of a difference.”
“I guess so.”
“Hong Hye-eun and Hong Ji-eun… Lee Rok suddenly has two older sisters. Is that okay?”
“…Why is he coming out?”
“You suddenly have a bunch of sons and daughters. It’s a big family. Wouldn’t it be better to get a big house? Would a house be better than an apartment?”
Hong Seok-young muttered without listening to what I said.
Yeah, who taught you not to listen to what other people say? You learned it all from your father.
He doesn’t say anything really important on that subject. Not even about the Bangi-dong dungeon. Since his father openly said that he had failed, he may have less information about the ark than he does now.
I have no one to ask, and no sister to tell me the information, so I can only guess.
“Oh, but I thought about it.”
The word “thought” sent a shiver down my spine. I was careful not to suddenly slam on the brakes.
Before, I could live without any cars around, but now I’m in the middle of the city. If I hit the brakes wrong here, it could be a big accident. Since I’m a Hunter, I won’t get scratched in a minor car accident, but if civilians get hurt, it’s a problem… I opened Yangseong High School without any problems, so I can’t ruin it with my own hands.
“Why are you so nervous?”
“Please speak.”
“No, with your magic watch, I… I mean, I called up the document written by my future self, right?”
“yes.”
Hong Seok-young tapped the watch face. He was deliberately making the magic pattern readable.
“So, that means my future magical power pattern is identical to mine.”
“Because magic patterns are like fingerprints. I’ve never seen anyone with the same pattern, and I’ve never seen anyone whose pattern changed as they got older.”
“Right? If not, I wouldn’t have used the magic pattern as a password.”
I have no idea what he is trying to say. Hong Seok-young is just staring into space, trying not to look me in the eye.
“So if I can use that watch, why can’t this author use it too?”
“… … .”
It was good that I prepared myself mentally. I almost got stabbed.
“Just give the author the clock and the document.”
“It’s not possible.”
“But I need the information that’s there.”
“I know, but I can’t.”
“… Is this really necessary?”
“How are you going to fill it? A gift? It’s obviously a man’s watch? Should I just ask someone to take a look at it? Or, while the child is sleeping? No matter what I do, it’s suspicious.”
Hong Seok-young frowned at my words.
“Kids are quicker than you think. They’ll notice something strange right away.”
“… … .”
“If you ask me what this is, what will I explain?”
“Then we don’t need this? We’re the ones who are missing out on any information.”
Hong Seok-young didn’t even get angry, but just asked me in a calm tone.
“Is there really no way?”
“… … .”
“Really not there?”
My mouth won’t open. If I think of a way, I’ll figure it out somehow.
I know. I know.
The fact that I am being stubborn for no reason right now, and that I will end up putting a watch on little Yu Ji-eun’s wrist.
but.
but….
My older sister and I are having fun together without knowing anything.
This Yu Ji-eun will not lose her only sister, will not become Hong Seok-young’s favorite disciple, and at the same time, will not be an only daughter. … The daughter part is ambiguous, but in any case, she knows how to smile brightly, just like her age.
I don’t want to associate that with anything, even if it’s just filling up a clock.
This time, I definitely wanted to protect my sister.
Fantasy, contemporary,