Rank F President Son.
EPISODE 4
"A, did I just give my contant to Kim Se Jung? Am I crazy? I don't dare open the phone."
Park Jin Hyun only looked at his phone on the table from the bed anxiously.
Geck, tok.
He became even more annoyed when he heard the sound of knocking from the window.
"Bahh! You again!"
Buk.
Park Jin Hyun opened the window of the room slightly hard.
-criiip!-
"Be quiet."
The pigeon seemed to be angry at Park Jin Hyun and he just ignored her.
[Good morning. I heard from the weather news, it's sunny today.
What about your day?]
"Sunny?"
Kwangbom!
Park Jin Hyun looked at the weather outside his window. It's a thunderstorm.
[I don't know what to write, so you can reply to anything.]
Park Jin Hyun just threw the paper like trash.
He went towards the pigeon.
"Come in. I'm not as cruel as your master to let a little bird like you dissect a thunderstorm."
-criip?-
Park Jin Hyun simply pulled the pigeon in roughly and dried it with a towel.
"Fucking pigeon, you seem to get a rough habit like your master!"
-criiip! Criiip!-
The pigeon tasted loudly as Park Jin Hyun dried it violently.
"Wait until the storm stops. Then you want to die one phone call, I won't care."
Tampa realized, Park Jin Hyun opened his phone.
There are 1 red contact there.
"Ah, fuck. I just want to open an ig. Huh...."
Park Jin Hyun pon opened the masej.
[Hi, you won't block my number right?]
"Now I want to. You fucking fuckin' bed."
Park Jin Hyun wanted to throw his phone against the wall.
[Today there will be a meeting between the 5 strongest S rank hunters at 10 am. I just wanted to tell you.]
Park Jin Hyun simply sighed at the masej.
[Are you okay after being so drunk?]
Park Jin Hyun nodded. He did not reply but reacted to his masej. Because of an alcoholic, he somehow miraculously does not feel dizzy or receive the effects of apapon from alcohol.
[You don't mind the masej, do you?]
"Pffl...."
Park Jin Hyun chuckled as his hands closed his mouth.
"Rank S is hesitant to masej an F rank? You're really joking."
Park Jin Hyun typed a reply for Kim Se Jung.
After sending, he saw a clock on the wall. It was 9:35 in the morning.
"I didn't interrupt their meeting, did I?"
Park Jin Hyun decided to ignore the thought and replied to Han So Jung's letter.
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In the meeting room.
"Aren't we going to have a meeting at 10? There's still 30 minutes before it starts."
Han So Jung spoke with a fake smile on his face.
"Get rid of that useless fake smile So Jung.
Also, where's your fucking pigeon?"
The one speaking was a sea-blue haired woman, red eyes, tight-fitting short-sleeved, wearing tight-fitting clothes that covered her chest up to her neck and a black coat to the floor.
Yoo Min Hae, 3rd rank Hunter in Korea.
His skills were useless on land and only useful in water. That makes her the queen of the seas.
"True Min Ho said. So Jung, you often wear your hypocritical face."
The man in white robes covering his entire body spoke to Han So Jung as well.
Yoo Chung He, Hunter ranked S 5th in Korea. No one had ever seen his face behind all his white clothes.
His healing skills were extremely powerful and rare could also defend themselves with protection skills. He also had enough power to flip the car with his bare hands.
"We all know here about your emotion mask skill."
A woman in simple clothes yet had a large sword on her back and some scars on her arms.
Brown-haired tied ponytali and common brown eyes.
Lee Kang Dae, S rank 4th in Korea. One blow can tear down a house.
Kim Se Jung just ignored them.
"Hey, Se Jung, say something to your Jung brother."
Kim Se Jung just ignored Lee Kang Dae.
"Again?"
[Skill: Emotion mask. (Disabled)]
Ring~
Kim Se Jung's phone rang and she saw it.
[Hello, I just woke up shit!]
[I don't have time to block a goddamn number like you!]
[Who cares even if you go to hell once a pound!?]
[I'm not drunk!!]
[Do you need permission for someone's masej!? I just found out today! Thank you!]
Every masj Park Jin Hyun had his exclamation mark like he was angry.
But looking at her personality last night, it was just like her way of speaking.
"Gdff.."
Kim Se Jung smiled gently and chuckled a little.
Everyone in the meeting room looked at him.
"Se Jung, do you also have an emotional mask like your brother Jung?"
Kim Se Jung's gaze returned cold with that greeting.
"Don't equate me with him."
Kim Se Jung returns to her screen hp.
He did not reply but a smile was engraved on his lips even a little.
"What emotions are you fixing?"
Han So Jung said that and Kim So Jung looked at him sharply.
"It looks like you know a friend exchanging my letters. I got a nice prick last night."
"So you're where 1 where it disappeared."
Kim Se Jung and Han So Jung stared at each other.
They are not good talkers and always fight through the eyes. Very rarely do they talk about the same thing.
"Well, before you start fighting through the eyes, let's start this meeting."
Everyone nodded their heads.
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"Well, we're ending our meeting now."
Yoo Chung He said that and the others started to relex their bodies.
-criip!-
Han So Jung's pigeon entered the room from an open window.
"Very long. Where are you going?"
Han So Jung who was a little annoyed took the letter from his pigeon leg.
[Sunny? The thunderstorm outside was an avalanche! I am the one who is this trash alone is not as cruel as yourself to make this little bird dissect the thunderstorm!]
Han So Jung saw his pigeon who became more excited.
"It looks like he's taking good care of you. I thought you were burned."
A soft smile was etched on his face. But the pigeon felt goosebumps in his body.
-Criiiip~?-?
Everyone was shocked to see the hypocritical man's gentle smile. His eyes were filled with emotion unlike he was wearing an emotion mask.
[Does that damn pigeon of yours have no name? Are you taking good care of him? your pigeons are like they just came home from hell. So I cleaned it. I doubt your room is clean if you keep your pigeons like rats.]
"Nl? The language is too good. Is he in a good mood?"
Kim Se Jung approached Han So Jung and looked at the letter.
"Too good."
Kim Se Jung said that and showed the masej of the same person.
The contact name is PJH. Only 3 letters unlike his other contacts.
"Yes, he's like this. Somewhat suspicious of this part. Is this the part he wrote? But the writing is the same."
Kim Se Jung could see there was one more letter on the pigeon's wing. He took.
[I've said only 1 letter a day, so, don't reply to this one. You know how many letters your fucking pigeon ripped off!? I took out all my morning maki's machete because of that! The master and the pet are just as impolite! I'll charge you because your pet made my room fall apart! Pay my demands!]
"Pffl....."
The two big men were similarly chuckling.
"So this is you, huh? You fucking pigeon, it suits you."
Everyone there was shocked by the two of them understanding each other for a moment.
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Serialize...............