The Hunter of the Other World Who Is Being Misunderstood Chapter 287 - Homeless (2)

If it's the ho of a high-inco hunter, it's probably expensive. There's likely a bathtub deep enough to soak your whole body. And considering it's a building where the nation's hero resides, it's practically a fortress in terms of security.

In this age of dungeon shocks, the offer from the number one ranked hunter was truly a windfall. Thus, Giryeo ultimately couldn't resist the temptation and ended up trailing after the Earthling.

"If I get in like this, the backseat's going to get wet. Should I just get in through the trunk instead?"

"Haha."

"Why are you laughing?"

"You weren't joking?"

By the ti the two reached the parked car, a minor miscommunication had occurred. But in any case, the friction was only brief.

***

< One hour later, at Jung Haseong's house >

Dirring.

Sowhere, a clear voice rang out, reminiscent of the tallic resonance of a chi instrunt.

First floor.

"Doh."

This was a high-rise apartnt in the southeastern part of Seoul. I was currently on my way to the ho of an Earthling who had invited , and it seed that "another world" was exactly the phrase to describe a place like this. From the entrance alone, it was filled with all sorts of unfamiliar modern devices.

"An elevator button you press with your foot?"

Well, humans have four limbs, so technology should develop in a way that allows us to utilize all of those limbs.

Haseong lightly tapped the hallway sensor with the tip of his shoe and stood upright, as if waiting for sothing. As a result, the apartnt elevator soon arrived before , and there was much to admire inside as well.

"Ahn Younseong's place was on a lower floor, so I just took the stairs but, as seeing this, you can definitely tell high-end buildings stand out!"

Originally, elevators are supposed to have a stuck close button that doesn't work, big font flyers plastered all over the walls advertising sothing, and a corner filled with the sweet scent of cheap air fresheners, right?

"Hmm."

But the place where Haseong lived was nothing like that. The spacious elevator, adorned in gold, was perfectly maintained, with everything functioning smoothly, accompanied by neat classical music.

Haseong pressed the button in front of him. Soon, a soft, luxurious daylight-colored light glowed around the button for a specific floor.

"23rd floor."

He doesn't live on the top floor, see. I subtly turned my head to the side as I felt the elevator start to move.

"Jung Haseong."

At the sa ti, I asked my fellow passenger a question.

"By the way, so you lived in a place like this too."

"Yes?"

"I settled in a building where many people live. I thought you lived in a detached house."

"Well... apartnts are convenient, after all. But how did you co up with the prediction that I would live in a single-family ho?"

The following was a short conversation until the elevator reached its destination floor.

"If an S-rank hunter lives in the sa building, there's bound to be a resident who imdiately asks for work. Back at that one-room place, there was a guy who suddenly knocked on my front door because an E-rank mob showed up near the intersection by the mart down the street."

"Ah~"

Jung Haseong responded as if he understood.

"I get what you an. I think I had sothing like that happen at the place I used to live, too."

"Right!"

"But ever since I moved here, not really..."

Oh, no pestering residents bothering you, huh? When we ca into the apartnt earlier, a young awakened guard greeted us politely at the entrance. So, if the security system is well established, maybe the residents don't get all worked up over random monsters?

I nodded along with that silly thought, but the reality that followed was completely different from the conclusion I'd drawn.

"-_-."

"Right after the purchase, I often ran dungeons at 3 a.m. or went on business trips to other areas. My family said so one ca by for a while, but it seems they've since given up and left on their own."

Yeah, if the hoowner is always away, there's no choice but to give up. I was montarily at a loss for words.

"By the way, Hunter Kim, you must have had a hard ti. Having neighbors who just barged in knocking on your door because so E-rank monster showed up."

As I awkwardly inhaled like biting into an unripe persimmon, Jung Haseong smiled and continued with the next sentence.

"But knowing your personality, Hunter, you must have firmly rejected such unreasonable requests. After all, it's inefficient—and could cause bigger problems—for an S-rank to respond every ti an E-rank monster appears."

But I still remained silent. First of all, it is true that I refused my neighbor's request, as the national hero said. But the fundantal reason was completely different.

"Back when I had just taken down the Inevitable Malice, I didn't have [Hydra] or the [Sacred Tree Seedling], so even an E-rank could've taken down if I wasn't careful..."

I turned my head with empty eyes. Jung Haseong, seeing like that, seed to sympathize, thinking, 'As expected of an S-rank hunter, you must have always had your own hardships too.'

"Sotis, it still feels strange to that I share sothing in common with soone as capable as you, Hunter Kim."

And then.

Ding.

The elevator finally arrived at its destination.

[Twenty-third floor.]

The doors open. The mont I saw the hallway of the living space adorned with a luxurious carpet, a sense of anticipation welled up in once again.

'A house of an Awakener who readily spends billions on tutoring fees.'

It was just a problem because there was the variable of an alien planet's magician mixed in for a while. But in reality, isn't it common for high earners like S-rank hunters to live in dazzling residences?

'As expected, the floor here must be marble too. The cold temperature isn't too bad for soone from the deep sea.'

Tik.

Jung Haseong scanned his fingerprint on the door lock.

"Here, please co in comfortably."

By the way, the moisture from being soaked was already wiped off with a blood and dust towel that my industry colleague had kept in the trunk. So, without a second thought, I stepped inside through the open door.

"Anyway, I guess it was a good thing I listened to my mother and set up the guest room. Back then, I barely ever invited anyone over, so I used to wonder why I even bothered buying all the furniture..."

Finally arriving inside the house, I stopped at the corner as I took in the view of the living room.

"Why are you doing that?"

The basic structure, at least, wasn't bad. The natural marble flooring here couldn't even be compared to the cracked, dust-filled floors of so cheap studio apartnt. Most of all, Jung Haseong's ho was as just as spacious as I had imagined.

But the problem was.

"Hunter Kim?"

The house is a little dirty...

Surely soone who earns that much money can afford a proper trash can—but right there at the entrance of the living room, an open standard garbage bag was sitting in plain view. To make matters worse, half-folded laundry was scattered ssily across the sofa. Towels and simple T-shirts hadn't been tucked neatly into drawers but instead left lying around in the living room, to be picked up and used as needed.

Moreover, just as I brushed my hand across the top of the air purifier nearby, an untily winter frost appeared on the apricot-colored fingertips of this mammal.

In simpler terms, it was covered in dust.

"-_-."

"-_-."

With a blank expression, I stared at the other person without moving even a milliter. Of course, they didn't show much change in expression either, but it was only after seeing my reaction that they finally seed to start breaking out in a cold sweat.

Anyway, it was downright shocking. Even after taking ti off to recover ntally, he still tried to appear as neat as possible in public. Just like when he was waiting for the elevator a mont ago, even his everyday posture was impeccable—truly the so-called perfect guy, Hunter. But contrary to his polished appearance, his ho was a total ss.

"Isn't this how everyone lives anyway?"

Thus, the hunters' training camp began with an unexpected truth being revealed.

***

Day 1 of Parasite.

"No, Hunter-nim!"

Today, the weather is clear. I looked at the dazzling sumr sunlight pouring down from the window of the house facing south.

"I told you to get plenty of rest. Did you clean up in the anti?"

Monthly rent: 0 won.

Maintenance fee: 0 won.

Moreover, because the landlord is wealthy, the place is filled with top-of-the-line appliances that cost millions of won each. I even got the chance to freely experience machines embodying the pinnacle of mammalian technology—could there be another paradise like this in the world?

"I, I used to hire a separate house cleaning service to manage it. But recently, I've been busy with work, so I've just neglected it for a while."

"There are cleaning machines all over the house, but you still hire soone to clean?"

"I'm sorry. From now on, I'll take care of it right away."

Since there are Earthlings watching, of course, I wouldn't be able to carry out any strange experints or research for a while either. Still, this was good enough for .

I walked toward the back, ignoring the landlord's shocked words as they stared at the now spotless kitchen table, and began organizing my schedule.

"Let's see."

Kang Changho later ssaged that since the compensation for the damaged studio had to be handled under a different na, the paynt would be delayed.

"I've suddenly beco a gentleman with only one set of clothes."

Ah, I shouldn't keep throwing around the word 'clean' in front of these uncivilized mammals...

So, I decided to go out to get a new suit. More precisely, I followed Haseong's advice and went to the community center to reissue my lost ID. Using the temporary ID they gave there, I got a new check card at the bank, and with that money, I headed to the phone store to...

Damn it, why are there so many things to do?

'Damn it.'

But well, there's nothing I can do. Besides, from now on, I probably won't have to deal with that contractor anymore. I left the apartnt, grateful for my small success.

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And a full eight hours later, I finally returned to my luxury apartnt.

"Hunter Kim..."

It seed Jung Ha-seong had also left work early today. The kind mammalian alien greeted the blond soldier, who was wandering into the house, with a worried tone—but I had no words to respond.

"Did you happen to stop by and clear a dungeon break on your way here? Otherwise, why are you late?"

If I were to answer here that, since I'm an alien, I inevitably show so weakness in Earth-style capitalist transactions, what kind of reaction would I get?

'I had to read and understand all the tiny contract details handed to by the bank clerk and the phone salesperson, so it took a bit of ti...'

Anyway, I don't know how the custors next to could so readily sign those long docunts. Even if they had already morized the standard contract forms, it would be a big problem if the other party clearly altered the wording.

"Phew."

I barely managed to carry the aluminum phone I hunted down into the guest room. It was unfortunate to lose another trophy of my body's original owner. But the new device's performance was outstanding enough to wash away any lingering doubts. Most of all, the internet was incredibly fast.

"Maybe Earthlings really are gods...?"

It was around that ti, just as I began once again to revere mammalian technology.

"Hmm."

The landlord had said he wouldn't mind at all if I ended up staying here permanently, and that I could take my ti choosing a new place. But since I'd eventually have to leave for the sake of conducting my research property, I needed to start looking into real estate laws right away.

So I turned on the internet to do so searching.

[Today's Economic Headlines]

[World Artifact Expo held in Tokyo, Japan]

But as is often the case with many mammals, the mont I logged into the portal site, my attention was drawn to topics completely unrelated to my original purpose.

'An Artifact Expo?'

An auction for high-tier Epic-grade items on the second day of the event...? I skimd through the article written by the reporter, and then—a single photo in the middle of the article caught my eye sharply.

"Huh."

Since it's a digital photo, I couldn't be completely sure of the texture, so I was a bit uncertain—

but isn't that 'that' item?

"Hmm."

But no matter how much I covet it from my room, there's no real chance I could get my hands on that particular artifact showcased at the expo anyway.

'I'm already way behind the normal S-rank hunters I compete against. And lately, they even had Kang Changho implant a core to prepare for him—just perfect.'

Of course, there's enough money in my bank account to make an average person envious, but the price of a proper Epic-grade item easily went into the hundreds of billions.

'Looks like I won't be able to get new equipnt.'

Even though nothing changes just because a person checks, I thought I might as well double-check my bank balance, so I re-downloaded the banking app I had deleted. I set up the security verification, linked my main bank account to my phone, and soon the number that appeared on the screen was...

[Savings account balance: 103,228,709,652 won]

[July 18, 17:00]

[Deposit 100,000,000,000 won - MABAR Corporation]

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Huh. What is this?