Auto Hunting

The Bishop Museum.

It was the largest museum in Hawaiian history, located on Honorolu Island.

The museum was still welcoming numerous tourists today, with a large array of art and natural history exhibits.

But none of them will.

The innermost basement of the museum.

The fact that ‘real treasures’ are never disclosed to outsiders.

A space that doesn't even have electric lights, and only torches fill a dim stone chamber.

Inside, Ali was waiting for him.

“Welcome to the Hall of Hawai 'iloa. ”

“Should I say thank you for inviting me? ”

“... you don't have to. You are now qualified to enter this place. ”

“Indeed.”

I looked around the vast stone chamber.

The stone chamber was shaped like a canned tuna.

The twelve pillars had been stretched out in a circle to support the ceiling, and the overall width was about 200 square feet.

I didn't see any other construction beyond what was forming the stone wall...

There was definitely treasure.

“The ‘people’ you're looking at are the ones who have laid the foundation for this island today. ”

On the surfaces of the walls and columns, 'human form’ was drawn. He is holding his hands and laying the wall side by side.

The innumerable symbols engraved in that silhouette are the treasures of this place.

Tattoos containing Hawaiian liquor.

“For each tattoo, the effects of alcohol can vary depending on the area and pattern of the tattoo. ”

“What kind of manual does that put together? ”

“Nothing.”

Ali was telling the truth.

The expression didn't look quite blunt.

“From now on… Danny and I will teach you the power of tattoos in each shape, verbally and verbally. If you hear all about it and decide what tattoo you want. ”

And whatever you take out, it's a circular bottle.

Inside was a black pigment.

“I'll carve it into my body with this. ”

It's, uh...

Soon, it would cover the entire body of Yooseong.

The same thing that made Ali's heart steam.

‘I'm not ashamed of anything. Tattoos are our pride... and it's no better to show it to outsiders as gratitude...’

But to be honest,

Is this a business that only profits from Yooseong?

Yooseong was already a hunter.

There was no doubt that the skill was already at the top of the world.

Of course, learning a new drink is quite an enormous feat. By engraving warrior tattoos all over the body, Yooseong can definitely take it to the next level.

In return,

There are traces all over his body.

Of course, tattoos don't erase stamps.

Hunters of the Kowala Company in Hawaii mean tattooed all over the body.

At least for them, the tattoo was proud, but does it really apply to Yooseong?

As time goes on, the asteroid will get bigger and bigger.

Ali was sure that she had seen him before his eyes.

Soon the whole world will remember His name and what He looks like.

And on that surface...

‘Our pride will be engraved. ’

Even if it's closed to outsiders, it doesn't mean it doesn't care at all about outsider recognition.

The world will recognize their superiority just by having Hawaiian tattoos branded on the 'outer’ of the world's best hunters.

... No.

Even if it does not have a decisive impact on the hunter's strength, which is actually Yooseong.

‘No, what a blasphemous idea. ’

Ali shakes her head.

It's as if the thought of this... is that he is running low on alcohol on this land.

This is ridiculous.

If you hear something like this from someone else in another situation, even if you put your fist in a reflexive position...

“Combat tactics don't mean much to you. I'll start with the tattoos related to utilities. We don't have much time. It would be a good idea to focus on the essentials and move on to the next step. ”

“No.”

Yooseong looked back at Ali.

“I want you to tell me one by one which symbols hold which abilities, not which ones. Don't you want to learn? ”

“....... ”

Well,

It wasn't wrong.

“Fine. Then...”

Ali went through each of the murals and thoroughly explained the meaning and abilities of each of them.

It took me more than three hours.

“... an outline of each tattoo. Now let's choose tattoos to engrave all over your body. ”

Not only Yooseong, but also the natives of Eve.

Taking the design of the tattoo outside is not allowed. Here, you choose the combination of tattoos that you have to carry with you for life.

Even tattoo combinations with the same purpose, such as‘ Battle ’or‘ Support ’, can make a difference as the tattoo changes. So you have to choose a combination carefully. ”

And those combinations, with about four or five hours to go, were impossible to review.

Of course, there won't be any problems.

“If you wish, I can advise you on some verified combinations. ”

With his previous history and twenty years of experience after crack creation, Ali knew the most efficient combinations.

However,

“It's okay. I don't need it. ”

“What?"

I was going to ask you what you meant.

Ali was speechless for a moment.

It was because I saw his face.

I've dealt with him.

I was not the face of someone who was reckless and arrogant.

He opened his mouth and recalled what he had heard from Ali, but his face looked more serious than ever.

Respect and admiration.

Of course, when you first come into this place and choose your own tattoo, it's the emotion that all hunters express...

“Every time I see something like this, I feel it. Amazing.”

He muttered in the language of his country.

Yooseong took out the folded paper and pen from his pocket.

Spreading the paper, there was a flowerpot that could be left lying down by an adult man on the floor.

“What are you...! Was my explanation not enough?! All symbols carved here are confidential! I will never allow a single stroke to be drawn….”

“Of course I do. I have no intention of committing such a senseless act. ”

With a weird smile,

Yooseong looked up at Ali.

“Watch with your own eyes. Do I really draw what I shouldn't take with me? ”

“Well…”

Yooseong didn't wait for Ali's ambassador.

Huff-

Twist slightly, taking an angle you can't see with the push of a button, and then swing your hand.

The automatic hunting has moved immediately.

“......!! ”

“…… wow…”

in subsequent movements,

Both Danny and Ali couldn't resist admiration.

Meteor's hand gesture, moving with a pen. The movement of drawing the blueprints on the paper was closer to 'printing’ than ‘drawing.'

It is not a line drawing.

Papa-pot!

Move your hands to the left and to the right, making sure only the pen touches the area of the paper, making sure to make a tight spot.

As the swing gradually lowered from top to bottom of the paper, the shape of the design was being completed as if the printer was drawing pictures.

“Great, great...”

I have no interest in powerlessness or hunting.

This was almost a superpower, even if I took it off.

It was Ali who swallowed the murmur for a while, but she soon reached out and tried to hold the meteor.

But then I realized...

“…… what? ”

The meaning of his words.

Right now,

A symbol that is increasingly being completed in front of your eyes.

The design to cover a person's entire body was far from any tattoo he had ever known.

“What... nonsense...”

A few times.

No, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands.

It's not that I haven't thought about it.

The desire to further develop the beverage passed down from generation to generation is reserved for everyone who inherits it.

However, the reason it had to be realistically difficult was that most of the principles of operation of the alcoholic method were lost, except for the tattoo itself, during the transition.

Until a few years ago, when Salamander's body fluids began to glow, Kowala Company was one of the worst paid hunter organizations in the world.

Of course, there can be no money to invest in research and development, because tattooing was a problem that took a person's life to make trial and error.

So,

Despite the regret, Ali has postponed and postponed.

Comforting myself that one day, when I have enough time, I will be able to really improve my drinking.

I didn't think about it in my dreams.

No way, you can get a new tattoo.

Clatter-Stone-

Geometric patterns that sit on top of the width with a light friction sound.

A tattoo that has never existed before.

The essence of Polynesian, which stopped progressing centuries ago,

Screech-!

Finally, the last swing was completed.

But Yooseong's hand movements did not end there.

Parlack makes a sound, and quickly the huge paper is sucked into his hands.

Unconsciously, Ali tried to confirm the shape with her own eyes.

He wanted it to be a dream.

A more miraculous miracle because it doesn't exist in this world.

But the shape of the tattoo was too complex to remember at first glance.

“You weren't here before, were you? ”

Yooseong said decisively.

“I've had 24 hours with your permission to see and learn the tattoos here. And based on it, I made my own tattoo. I won't deny the nature of the mural, but this is mine. ”

“....... ”

I could hardly resist the urge to open my mouth.

I wanted to throw away my pride and beg.

Please, just once.

An hour, ten minutes, maybe even a moment. Let me see what's in there again with my own eyes.

‘There's no way you can do that...’

The uncontrollable emotion rises in Ali's body.

The body trembles.

It was Ali with her head down...

“......! ”

What he saw was a paper with his tattoo on it.

He handed over a bunch of folded paper to Ali.

“Yi, this. ”

“Oh, of course not. ”

I shaken my head lightly and smiled.

“You have to carve the tattoo. ”

...

Not a sip of water.

Hours without even blinking properly.

What Ali is focusing on is the Needle in her hand and the skin of the meteor she is tattooing according to the design.

And it was a frustration that went up in a Smurf peer.

I thought I knew.

Why Yooseong gave himself a blueprint and provided 'mercy’ to see it during tattooing.

No matter how I saw it, I couldn't understand it.

It's just a tattoo of lines and shapes.

The tattoos created by Yooseong were unmatched from the basic tattoos in their sophistication and complexity.

Ali's own assumptions for the last 20 years seem to be putting together all the hypotheses she's worked on.

I just watched and drew.

None of this' memorizing ’or‘ analyzing ’skills existed in Ali and Kowala Company at this time.

After all, what Ali was able to do...

“... how could you do this? ”

It was the same question as sighing.

“Hmm?"

Yooseong frowned and asked me to endure the pain of the procedure.

Only Yooseong and Ali were in the room where the procedure was performed.

I translated Ali's words for a moment into my mind.

Yooseong gave a short answer.

“Luck.”

“…… Luck? Luck?”

“Yes."

What the hell.

It is a completely unreasonable answer.

Yeah, well...

Of course you're lucky.

Such transcendent hunting skills can't be improved without such transcendent luck by looking at the structure of the first alcohol encountered at such an early age.

“That should be easy. ”

Rather than give it to Yooseong, it was more like a murmur that seemed to self-smile.

“Hard.”

Surprisingly, he replied right away.

“Difficult?... Well, if you're born with a lot of things, your expectations will be high as well. ”

“No.”

“.........? ”

At first, he misunderstood his words, and Ali wanted to make sure that he had answered them wrong, but he did not.

“The way I can go. It's not hard to move forward. That's a tough one. Different from hard. ”

Narrow her eyebrows.

Yooseong uttered one letter while pulling out as many English words as he could use.

“The hard thing is to stay. ”

Nuance is different from "settling down in reality."

Doing the best you can is certainly better than that kind of terrorism.

But, you know,

“I was so lucky. ”

Human doses have been determined.

Most, no, all human beings live in their own realms at such a defined capacity.

However, Yooseong was so lucky.

Capacity you should have.

And a level of capacity you shouldn't have.

I have a cheat that I can expand further and further.

“Maybe I just needed to stay at some point. ”

Get an automatic hunt.

It's just... I don't know if I could live a decent hunter's life without some adventure.

A life of injecting CE regularly, just like other hunters, following the course of automatic hunting, without learning any form of alcoholism, without experiencing strange fate and ill-feelings.

Shouldn't be bad.

No, no, no.

Much, much more comfortable than it is now.

If he couldn't, he would have climbed to the top of the silver or gold standard even if it took him a while.

Honestly, that's enough money to make the rest of your life comfortable. Rather than being able to shoot around here and there without having the time to spend now, you could have enjoyed the lives of the elite who have so-called evenings.

But it was hard.

Staying like that, to myself, to a human being named Yooseong, was too painful.

“Honestly, I'm special. I have nothing to say even if I'm sick. ”

Either way,

Yooseong was mumbling in Korean.

“More people took good care of me now that I'm a hunter... Maybe I was more scared of the car the other day than I was of any other reason." For ordinary people, the deeper you know, the more unusual a human being might be.... ”

It warms the whole body, forgets the pain of the procedure.

I have a dazzling mind that does not listen properly.

“Before, I wondered why an automatic hunt appeared to a guy like me. No one else. Why me? There must be some other smartass out there who can do a lot better than me. ”

However,

I've only recently come to know.

“Something's wrong with someone like me." ”

Self-appreciation.

It's not self-loathing.

“He's crazy enough to go and get a tattoo all over his body. Oh, my goodness. My mother will be in such a frenzy when she sees this. ”

I just couldn't tell anyone.

The strange feeling I felt while looking at Yooseong himself.

“.......... ”

I wonder if he felt anything in that muttering.

Ali was no longer asking questions to Yooseong or wet her emotions.

I just focused on the procedure itself.

I've finally finished it.

“Phew.”

Shine your whole body in the mirror.

Yooseong carefully examined the ‘6’ tattoos covering his body.

Both arms.

Both legs.

And the front and back of the trunk.

Auto hunting has been based on knowledge of the technology accumulated by meteors so far, as well as a masterpiece modeled after Hawaiian tattoos, rising above the red skin.

Yooseong picked up his clothing branch.

But before you put it on,

“Let me see...”

He looked down at his body.

Blink-

I opened and closed my eyelids.

Pot.

“Huff?! ”

Ali, who was looking at him, couldn't help but moan.

Gone.

The tattoo covering Yooseong's right leg disappeared neatly, as if it had never been engraved from the beginning.

Even though the skin described by the procedure is still red.

But that wasn't the end of it.

Blink- Blink-

Every time he blinked once,

Left leg and right arm, front and rear of left arm and trunk.

The tattoos disappeared one by one and were neatly arranged into a "slot."

“Thank God, you're welcome. ”

Deeply sigh.

Yooseong smiled brightly before.

“Nevertheless, in the culture in which I sleep, tattoos are not that common. ”

“....... ”

“Well, then. ”

We put a tattoo design next to Ali's.

Yooseong pressed the button one last time.

Just like in the beginning of the procedure, Auto Hunt confirmed that there are no recording equipment, such as cameras, that may be hiding in the room.

“I'll see you next time. ”

That's all I'm saying.

Yooseong threw himself out the window.

There were so many people there....

No one saw Yooseong fall.

It was only rising.

...

In two hours.

Meteor has finally arrived on the west coast of North America.