Please Cooperate In The Execution Of S-Class Official Duties

Oh, of course, Hara’s number one idol is definitely Kwon Wook.

However, after Kwon Wook awakened ten years ago, he walked on the path of a hunter, and not an idol. Although he was an idol likewise, he didn’t appear on stage to sing and dance. 

As such, for Hara, she’d crossed paths with quite a few idol-oppas during this ten-year period. It was difficult to find a hobby filled with psychological cost-effectiveness comparable to being an idol fan in the midst of her insipid life as a civil servant.

She could see her idol the moment she turned on her phone, and there were many people that liked them at the same time. 

Of course, the physical cost-effectiveness was relatively low, but this aspect was unimportant to Hara. It’s because she didn’t dare to go to concerts or music program shooting due to her busy work.

Ever since the ‘Wookie-oppa incident’ which caused Kang Jae-pil to gnash his teeth in anger, she couldn’t buy any goods home. And it was hard to find a good example even when she reached the end with those oppas, so when Hara left the fanbase, she’d always pat her chest and tell herself it’s a relief that she didn’t buy their goods.  

However, Hara also had a new idol. This time, it wasn’t an Oppa, but an Unnie.

The youngest member of a famous girl group. Her name was Yuri.

Gosh, even her name’s so cute. Although she was younger than Hara, so what? She’s cute and pretty, and if she makes more money than Hara did, she’s an Unnie. 

Hara liked her newly released album so much that she looked her up on X-Tube and became a fan.

Additionally, Hara, who’d been counting down to the date of the concert, couldn’t help but feel her heart swell. It’s because she was no longer the old Kang Hara, who couldn’t even think of going to the concert.

‘If I’d awakened as an S-class, I might be able to go! I want to try ticketing! Today at 8pm!’

At that moment, a message notification appeared on Hara’s phone as she was looking at a window on ticketing information.

[What time do you get off work today?]

Oh, right. Yoon Seheon.

She’d completely forgotten about it because of the ticketing. The promise that she’d made with Seheon, to have dinner together. With her phone in hand, Hara squirmed on the bed while groaning, “Uwaah.”

She’d usually get off work at 6pm. It would be impossible to meet directly at 6pm, but if they met at 6.30pm, ticketing at 8pm would be completely impossible.

Usually, idol concerts would be sold out in 30 seconds at 8pm sharp.

Hara desperately turned on her happiness circuit.

‘Since Anchor Yoon’s workplace is in Yeouido……. If I reached there before 6pm…… Would it be possible to return back home through the Han River if we quickly parted ways after eating in front of Yeouido?’

Was it possible?

No, wait a minute. Hara paused and typed on her phone rapidly.

[Hello! I’m taking the day off. Since the business trip was cancelled. ^^;; But you’ll have to host the news at 9pm, will it be alright for you?]

He had to be there at least an hour in advance for the 9pm news, right? The temporarily halted happiness circuit was once again circulating vigorously. 

Diling. Seheon’s answer had arrived.

[I’d also cleared my schedule for the business trip, so my junior will proceed with today’s news. Besides, my back hasn’t healed yet, so my evening schedule is free for the time being.]

[Oh my… In that case, shouldn’t you rest in the evening? ^^;;;]

[Don’t we need to curry favour with the constellation? I’m fine.]

It’ll be alright if you aren’t fine though?!

[That’s true… But I don’t think you have to strain yourself……]

The constellation hasn’t been answering since yesterday.

Hara called the constellation tentatively. Knock knock, are you there, constellation-nim?

But the constellation still didn’t answer. The system window also remained silent. She’d attempted to call for it when she woke up in the morning, but it was still silent. It seems like the words he’d said, that he’d see them tomorrow at this time, wasn’t a joke. 

In the meantime, a message arrived.

[Are you, perhaps, busy today?]

Woah, he’s sharp… Hara couldn’t help but click her tongue in admiration of his quick-wittedness. 

Hara wanted to answer with, “Yes,” but her fingers wouldn’t move. Yeah, that’s right, wasn’t she the one that insisted on the dating thing?

The constellation didn’t respond, but if Hara said, “I’m a little busy today, so can we have dinner tomorrow?” the offended Yoon Seheon would say, “It seems like you don’t need to date. Let’s break up,” so how could she reply with that?

Hara held back her tears and sent him a message.

[No…… I’m really free…… I was just afraid that a busy person is purposefully making time for my sake…]

His reply came after a long while. 

[Even if I’m free, I wouldn’t take the time to do something like this normally. Then, I’ll see you at 6pm, at the location which I’d dropped you off at yesterday.]

It meant that he’d even be coming to her house to pick her up. 

Hara put down her phone and laid in bed. Usually, the thoughts of a person that’s about to go on a first date would go something like, “What should I wear, what should I wear?”

However, there was only one thought that filled Hara’s mind.

No matter what, I should secretly buy tickets.

I could just go to the bathroom……

Or make an excuse for the constellation……

Anyways, she’d even cursed at the national government when she was by her lonesome. If he didn’t want her to make an excuse, he should appear and make a fuss.

As she had such a thought, Hara turned her attention to her phone again. She didn’t know whether she could make it for the concert or not, but she wanted to review the videos of the songs that might appear in the concert. She definitely wasn’t doing something like counting her chickens before they hatched. 

Just then.

[A giant eagle’s egg is moving]

Huh? At the sudden system window, Hara opened her inventory in surprise. The giant eagle’s egg, which she’d left to sell at the health centre, was a sparkling white colour.

“What’s this?”

Hara took out the egg and looked around it. But unlike the sparkling effect in the inventory window, the egg didn’t budge.

But it’d definitely moved, though?

Hara tilted her head and with an, “Ahh!” and used the ‘#HAPPYYOURDAY’ skill.

She remembered that for monsters, she had to substitute it with the dungeon’s birthday. When she input the date of the Yeouido dungeon, its status immediately popped up.

[A giant eagle’s egg]

Effect: Stamina +7 (permanent)

Hatching conditions: ???

Before, nothing in particular had happened. However, there was a hatching condition that she’d never seen before.

“Hmm,” Hara groaned while propping up her chin. What was it? Isn’t it enough to make fried eggs with it and consume it?

What would happen if it hatches? There were quite a number of confusing things.

Even if she tried to call for the constellation, she was only faced with the ‘Now Loading’ screen, so it seemed like nothing would proceed unless the constellation returned.

“Oh, whatever.”

Hara laid on her back. It doesn’t matter where she goes, she just has to buy the tickets. 

* * *

Raeyoung, who had been scrolling through her phone for a long while, turned her gaze to the side. 

A single ondol room at a veterans’ hospital. It was a place Team K regularly patronises.

[T/N: ‘ondol’ is the predominant floor-heating system that’s unique to Korea]

Raeyoung had refused, but both Seonju and Hyeondeok forced Raeyoung to get hospitalised. It was probably ordered by Kwon Wook.

As Raeyoung didn’t have a guardian, members of Team K took turns to watch Raeyoung’s single room, and ever since Bokhee arrived in her hospital room in the morning, he had been lying on the ondol floor and watching TV.

“Hey, Kim Seongbok.” 

“Aish, don’t call me that!”

The sprawled out Bokhee got up angrily.

However, Raeyoung turned her phone screen towards Bokhee without even raising an eyebrow.

“Why did you post all of Kwon Wook’s pictures?”

“Oh, that.”

Bokhee picked his nose indifferently.

Ah, disgusting. Raeyoung became annoyed.

“Wookie-hyung suddenly sent me a picture this morning. He said that I should post it on SNS if I’m bored.”

“Kwon Wook?”

“Oh, it’s funny right? This Hyung takes care of his fans secretly.”

Raeyoung’s eyes narrowed.

Team K’s bulletin board was filled with chatter about Kwon Wook the moment that picture of Kwon Wook was posted. She didn’t find any talk about Eonyang no matter how hard she tried. 

“Do you know where Kwon Wook is?”

“I wouldn’t know. Didn’t he burn the midnight oil yesterday at the Ulsan branch office? Woah, but Hara-noona was really awesome.”

Bokhee suddenly began talking about Hara excitedly. 

“I’m so jealous. If only I was a close combat fighter, and not a part of item production.”

“What’s good about close combat? Are you saying that while looking at me?”

“Noona, you aren’t a fighter. If I think deeper about it, you’re…… part of transportation?”

“Are you also taking me as a courier service?”

Bokhee grinned at Raeyoung’s words.

Raeyoung could instantly teleport others aside from her as long as her mana permits and limited to places that she knew of, and as such, her nickname on the Internet was courier service.

“Sometimes I think it would be more convenient if Noona transact directly with ChXa.”

“Must you keep thinking the same thing?”

Raeyoung poked Bokhee’s forehead with her toe. Bokhee was quite annoyed, but Raeyoung was already lost in thought. 

Yesterday, she’d witnessed Kwon Wook letting go of the werewolf.

But that wasn’t anything strange. It was unintentional, but Raeyoung had a broad grasp of Kwon Wook’s personality.

Kwon Wook was more ruthless and cold-hearted than people knew him to be. Most S-classes are like that. It was natural, as they had to get a grasp of the situation quickly when other people’s lives were at stake, and their leadership constantly demanded them to cut their losses where necessary.  

But it was rather weird, yesterday. Raeyoung thought about Kwon Wook, whose hands trembled for quite a while, before shaking her head. 

It wasn’t the first or second day that that punk has been weird. Oh well.