Geuru went into the agency app and registered the potion's information.
While waiting for her Hunter License, Geuru made such a fuss going on about it that Jurim ended up teaching her how to use Hunter Market.
Hunter Market allowed direct transactions like Onion Market, but most people usually went through intermediary agencies. Because pricing and handling trades was quite a hassle.
Having roughly learned of that difficulty from her previous use of Onion Market, Geuru nodded.
In fact, disposing of guild members' farming items (items obtained by hunting monsters) or crafted items was under guild jurisdiction. Like the items that had come from this Mallikian.
But…….
"You're getting special treatment."
Jurim said listlessly. Then he repeatedly warned her not to go to the sales department asking them to sell syrup or toys.
'Hmph!'
Geuru thought that being called "special treatment" didn't seem like a good thing.
Anyway, it was due to those circumstances that she was trying to sell on Hunter Market.
After hearing that going through an intermediary agency made anonymous transactions possible and took care of all the bothersome procedures, Geuru completed her agency membership registration as soon as her Hunter License arrived.
'Sale…… application…….'
She was in the middle of firmly pressing the sale application button in the app.
Fzzt—
[Everything you want, all in one place! Click now!]
Static flickered across her kid phone's screen, and an Onion Market ad notification popped up.
"Ooh?"
She was curious, but she didn't need onions anymore.
Without a second thought, Geuru erased the notification, then stood up shouldering her bag—stuffed full to bursting with syrup bottles.
Just then, the door opened.
"All ready?"
"Yeth!"
Geuru came pattering up, but instead of opening the door wide, Jurim blocked her path.
"Ooh?"
"You're taking all that?"
"Yeth!"
"Leave it. Even if you take them, he can't have them."
She shook her head back and forth.
Jurim let out a low sigh and carefully chose his words to explain to the child.
"Dani is like that because he had too many potions. If you bring that many, he'll throw up."
Geuru knew what condition Gidan was in.
That was precisely why she'd packed the potions so desperately.
"They say you beat alcohol with more alcohol! You beat potion addiction with potions!"
"Who told you that?"
"Big Sis Nayeon."
What kind of things were they telling a kid. Jurim pressed his hand to his face with an expression of utter exasperation.
"Don't hang out with her. You'll pick up bad habits."
"……!"
*Gasp.* To think he'd tell her not to play with Nayeon—who wasn't even a friend her age.
"Let's go now."
Jurim naturally took her hand. Geuru giggled and took his hand, and the two left the room amicably.
"Auntie! I'll be back!"
Geuru bounced along, waving her hand.
Yeongran, who had been preparing food in the kitchen, wiped her hands on her apron and saw them off.
"Alright, Auntie will make some tasty side dishes for you."
"Yesss!"
As Jurim bent down to put her shoes on, Geuru leaned in and whispered in his ear.
"Guild Mastew, you hafta say hi when we go out."
Since she hadn't been able to attend kindergarten, she seemed to lack basic manners; it seemed some harsh training was in order.
He appeared to have a lot on his mind, but…….
"……I'll be back."
In the end, Jurim gave the aunt a short bow. Yeongran returned the greeting with startled eyes.
"H-have a good day. Boss."
Yeongran stared blankly at the two leaving figures.
Because in the five years she'd been coming and going as Jurim's helper, she'd never once received a greeting from him first.
In fact, she wasn't the only one who'd suffered from On Jurim's unsociability.
Jurim had always acted like a statue if there was no need to move. His social skills weren't just lacking—they were practically nonexistent.
"Oh my……."
Had a cute child come and made him more human?
Her worry about whether that man, who found everything in the world a bother, could raise a child well became meaningless in an instant.
*
"Dani oppa!"
Upon entering the hospital room, Gidan, who had been looking at a laptop, welcomed them with a bright smile.
"Oh! What brings you here?"
"Afraid she'd cause trouble again."
"Ahaha! I don't even have the energy for that anymore."
Gidan laughed and hugged Geuru, seating her in front of him.
"Geuru-Geuru, did you miss oppa?"
"A widdle bit!"
"A widdle bit? That's mean. Are you going to make oppa sad?"
He laughed and tickled Geuru.
Geuru giggled, then surrendered, prostrating herself to say she missed him lots, and he finally let her go.
*Hehe,* Geuru snugly settled into Gidan's arms and looked at the laptop screen.
'Oh?'
Along with the teacher conducting class, students in school uniforms were displayed in small split screens.
'It's the same uniform as Dani oppa's.'
Eustichia International School.
It was a school established by a global private foundation to intensively educate excellent prodigies with mana.
If they were in the same class as Gidan, they must all be prodigies with the potential to reach the top of the rankings.
Meanwhile, Jurim looked around the luxurious hospital room and asked.
"Did anyone come by?"
At the sudden question, Gidan tilted his head in confusion.
"No, no one. You and Geuru are the first. Nayeon noona and Team 1 said they'd come after work……."
Jurim clicked his tongue softly and sat down beside him, picking up an apple. As his skill activated, the apple peel disappeared like magic.
'Oh!'
Amazed by the absurd micro-control, Geuru took the apple and fiddled with it.
"You'll get it all over your hands."
"Nuh-uh!"
Jurim and Gidan spoke at the same time; then Jurim snatched the apple away, and Gidan wiped Geuru's hands.
"Aww……."
Geuru pouted, her prize snatched away and her hands captured in an instant.
"Gidan, are you in class?"
The moment class was mentioned, Gidan's expression changed and his shoulders slumped.
"They said I'll be held back if I don't meet attendance. So I figured I'd catch up while I'm hospitalized. Most of it's remote classes anyway, unless it's practical training……."
Even an S-Ranker had the struggles of a high school student, it seemed.
Even at the orphanage, the high school older sisters and brothers had uniquely haggard faces. Hang in there.
Geuru patted the back of Gidan's hand.
"High school's tuff."
Gidan snickered.
"Must be harder than kindergarten."
"Uh-huh, kindergawten's fun."
"Well, good for you."
"How many days do you need to make up?"
"Just need to supplement a few days. Like this."
Gidan pointed at the laptop where class was in progress.
When Jurim fed her a slice of apple, Geuru chomped it down.
*Crunch, crunch.*
In the meantime, Gidan turned on his laptop camera and playfully grabbed Geuru's hands, fooling around.
'Ooh?'
As Geuru—drawing a heart and pretending to shoot a gun—appeared on screen, the students' gazes began to gather.
- So cute!
- What, what, she's freaking cute. Who is she? Your sister?
- Wow. She's gorgeous.
- Hey, Gidan. You had a sister?
As people called her cute here and there, Geuru's cheeks turned rosy.
- Guys, I know you're excited because Dani's here after a while, but let's do class.
At the teacher's voice, Jurim sighed lowly and picked Geuru back up.
"We're going. Get back to class."
"Ah, Hyung! Hyung!"
As he stood up holding Geuru, Gidan waved his hand.
"Wait, wait. Teach, I'll step away for a bit because of guild business, sorry. Ah, and she's not my sister—she's the Guild Master's daughter."
- What?
- Daughter?
- What……?
Dumbfounded questions echoed back.
- Did you say she's Guild Master On's daughter?
Even the homeroom teacher repeated the question with a face like the world was ending.
Even as a barrage of questions poured down, Gidan closed his laptop instead of answering.
'Daughter…….'
Geuru fidgeted with her hands, feeling awkward at being introduced as Jurim's daughter.
She glanced at Jurim, worried he might be displeased, but he didn't seem to mind.
'Thank goodness…….'
Geuru calmed her pounding heart and let out a long breath.